Chapter 11 Twist His Head Off
"What I say may not be true. If I miss your father, how can I live up to your mother's dying wishes?" As she spoke, the fourth grandmother's eyes turned red.
Ye Qianning sighed, walked over and took her calloused hand: "When the little princess recovers, we will be doing a favor to the palace. Even if the government office can't find my father, we can ask the princess for help. The princess is knowledgeable and will definitely be able to recognize where the jade pendant came from."
"Will the princess recognize it?"
"Of course, if even a small government official can recognize the jade pendant, how could the princess not recognize it?"
They entered Kyoto City and asked around for the jade pendant's origin. They happened to be met by Mr. Song from the yamen, who arranged for them to stay in an inn.
She clearly remembered the surprised look on Lord Song's face when he saw the jade pendant. It was obvious that the owner of the jade pendant was very noble.
"That's true."
"So, just don't worry, Dad will definitely find it." Ye Qianning said.
After hearing this, the fourth grandmother felt much more at ease, and she was also pleased to see Ye Qianning. Since entering Kyoto City, this girl's mischievous personality has been reduced a lot, and her temperament has become more stable.
In the next few days, just as Ye Qianning said, the rashes on the little princess's body where the pustules were picked began to scab over, and her whole body was no longer itchy.
Ye Qianning's space has also changed, and her blessing value has fluctuated. It seems to be only a few percentage points. At this rate, how many good deeds does she have to do to accumulate it to 100 and open up a piece of land?
Thinking about her, I really want to complain. It's really not something a human being would do.
It's not easy to be a good person and do good things. At this rate, she always feels that she will die one day!
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Kyoto City, Bafu Restaurant.
"I heard that two people from Nanyuan moved into the Changyang Palace." The man in white stood by the window with his hands behind his back, looking in the direction of the Changyang Palace and spoke softly.
Zhan Chi, still dressed in blue, sat at the table. Upon hearing this, he slammed his hand on the table and said with gritted teeth, "I really underestimated them. In just two days, they managed to establish a connection with the Changyang Palace."
"My people have sent back a letter, saying that the woman and the girl did come from Nanyuan." Qian Fanji turned around and said, "Your people should have found out about this as well. What do you think?"
"Hmph, there must be someone behind this matter." Zhan Chi snorted coldly.
"But we haven't found any evidence. If that girl was really born by that woman back then, who would be her father?" Qian Fanji's eyes flickered.
When Zhan Chi mentioned those days, his heart was ablaze. His face darkened and he snorted coldly, "Even if he was born by that woman, it's not certain whose child it was."
"Gu Shuo already knows about this. Xiang Minghou will be back in the capital in a few days. I think the four of us need to sit down and have a good talk. No matter what, if Ye Qian hadn't helped us back then, the four of us would have died in Nanyuan. What we owe must be repaid."
They were young and arrogant back then, which led to the tragedy. Although they were lucky enough to survive, they were deeply traumatized.
Although the four of them tacitly agreed not to mention Nan Yuan's affairs after returning to Beijing, no one had truly forgotten about it.
Now a little girl appears inexplicably, holding a jade pendant looking for her father. Whether it is true or false, it shows that their experience in Nanyuan has been known to others.
Zhan Chi's five fingers clenched and creaked, his fox eyes narrowed, and he uttered a word heavily: "Okay——"
He must find out who is behind this, and he swears to tear that person into pieces!
(End of this chapter)
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