Chapter 11 Twist his head off

"What I say may not be true. If I miss your father, how can I be worthy of your mother's dying entrustment." The fourth wife's eyes were red.

Ye Qianning sighed, walked over and took her big callused hand: "When the little princess recovers, we will be kind to the palace. Even if the yamen can't find my father, we can ask the princess for help at that time." Just ask, the concubine is well-informed, and she will definitely recognize where the jade pendant came from."

"Will the princess recognize it?"

"Of course, the jade pendant that even a small yamen can recognize, how can the princess not recognize it."

They entered the capital and took the jade pendant around to inquire about the source. They happened to be met by Lord Song of the yamen, and then arranged for them to stay in an inn.

She clearly remembered Lord Song's surprised expression when he saw the jade pendant, obviously the owner of the jade pendant was very honorable.

"makes sense."

"So, you put your heart in your stomach, Dad will definitely find it." Ye Qianning said.

The fourth lady felt a lot more at ease when she heard the words, and she was also relieved to see Ye Qianning. Since entering the capital city, this girl's mischievous character has calmed down a lot, and her temper has become more stable.

In the next few days, just as Ye Qianning said, the rash on the little princess's body that had been picked up with pustules began to scab, and her whole body was no longer itchy.

Ye Qianning's space has also changed. The blessing value has fluctuated, and it seems to be only a few percent. At this rate, how many good people and good deeds will she have to do to accumulate one hundred and open up a piece of land?

Thinking about it, she really wanted to complain, it's really not a human thing.

Good people and good deeds are not so easy, she always feels that she will die at this speed!

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Kyoto City, Eight Fortune Restaurant.

"I heard that two people from Nanyuan lived in 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 said faintly.

Zhan Chi, who was still dressed in blue, was sitting at the table. Hearing these words, he raised his hand and hammered the table, gritted his teeth and said, "I really underestimated them. They actually got on the line of Changyang Palace in just two days."

"My people have sent a letter back, the woman and the baby girl did come from Nanyuan." Qian Fanji turned around and said: "Your people should have found out about this, what do you think?"

"Hmph, there must be someone manipulating this incident." Zhan Chi snorted coldly.

"But we haven't found any evidence. If the girl was really born to that woman back then, who would be her father?" Qian Fan's eyes froze.

Recalling those years, Zhan Chi seemed to have a fire in his heart, his face darkened and he snorted coldly: "Even if it was born of that woman, it is not certain whose seed it is."

"Gu Shuo has already known about this matter. When Xiang Minghou returns to Beijing in a few days, I think it's necessary for the four of us to sit down and have a good talk. No matter what, if Ye Qian didn't help, the four of us would have died there Nanyuan, what is owed must always be paid back."

At that time, they were young and energetic, arrogant and arrogant, which led to tragedy. Although they were lucky to survive, their hearts were greatly traumatized.

Although the four of them tacitly never mentioned the matter of Nanyuan after returning to Beijing, none of them really forgot.

Now a girl appeared inexplicably, looking for her father with a jade pendant. Whether it is true or not, it already shows that their experience in Nanyuan has been known.

Zhan Chi's five fingers creaked, narrowed the eyes of the fox, and uttered a word heavily: "Okay—"

If he wanted to find out who was behind the scenes, he vowed to tear that person into pieces!

(end of this chapter)