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After Mother Tao and Miao Ling packed up their things, Ningmeng asked Miao Ling to go out and rent a carriage to come in.

After putting everything in the carriage, Ningmeng reached out and took out a piece of silk and tied it to Qin Jin's eyes. Her slender ten fingers flexibly tied the two ends of the silk behind Qin Jin's head.

Ningmeng said: "Let's go."

"Where to go?" Qin Jin was a little dazed.

"Of course it's back to the prime minister's house." Ningmeng smiled: "Don't you want to see the doctor anymore?"

"Just go like this?" Qin Jin frowned, and the anger in his heart almost came out uncontrollably.

He was chased and killed by an assassin yesterday. After being recruited in his eyes, he crawled and rolled for a while. In addition, he was curled up in the corner of the yard last night. This morning, he was treated as unknown by these three women. The thief was **** and locked in the wood room...

All sorts of things, even if Qin Jin is blind now, he knows that he must be very embarrassed at the moment.

But the woman in front of him actually made him see people like this.

There is simply no respect for being a prince.

"Is there anything shameful about you? Or is your identity as a prince a fake?" Ningmeng urged impatiently: "Hurry up, I will let the coachman come and help you in the car."

Qin Jin couldn't refute, he blocked his breath and was helped by the coachman into the carriage.

After he entered, Ningmeng and Mother Tao also sat in.

It was not that Ningmeng wanted to stay with this scumbag, but that she had to take advantage of this scumbag when she returned to the prime minister's house.

The wheel of the wagon rumblingly turned, and no one in the car spoke, and the atmosphere was silent.

Although the courtyard is outside the capital, it is not far from the capital. If you ride a carriage, it will only take you to burn incense.

After entering the capital, the loud voices of people outside gradually came into my ears.

Qin Jin finally couldn't bear it and took the lead: "You can talk now, what is the relationship between you and Xi Zhicheng?"

"I am his eldest daughter." Ningmeng said.

"How is this possible! Isn't Xi Zhicheng's prostitute Xi Jiamu?" Qin Jin blurted out, but soon he was stunned again.

There are some nasty among the big family portals.

As for the news that the former wife of the Prime Minister's Mansion died due to dystocia, although Xi Zhicheng deliberately suppressed this incident, he still missed a little bit of news.

Everyone knows that the former wife of the Prime Minister's Mansion died because of a dystocia after giving birth to a pair of daughters.

Moreover, one of those two daughters died at birth. Although the other survived, they were raised elsewhere by Xi Zhicheng and never showed up in the capital.

After Qin Jin denied Ningmeng's words, he suddenly remembered this past event many years ago.

"Are you the daughter of the former prime minister's wife?" Qin Jin calmed down.

"Yeah." Ningmeng's voice was cold.

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly condensed again.

The prime minister's mansion was on the south street of the capital, and the wagon wheel was spinning. After a while, the carriage stopped and the coachman's voice came from outside: "Guest, this is the prime minister's mansion."

"Go on." Ningmeng got up first.

After Ningmeng and Mother Tao got off the carriage, the coachman helped Qin Jin out of the carriage.

Then Ningmeng and their luggage were also placed on the ground.

The gate of the prime minister's mansion opened wide, and two guards stood on either side of the gate, one on the left and the other on the right.

The appearance of Ningmeng and the others was naturally seen by them.

Ningmeng and the others were all dressed plainly, and the eyes of the two guards lingered on a few people, their expressions a little contemptuous.

One of the guards asked sharply, "Who are you? Leave soon!"

Before getting on the carriage, Ningmeng had said to Miao Ling that even if she came back, she would come back gracefully, and she must not be underestimated.

So after hearing the guard's question like this, Miao Ling stepped forward and stepped up the steps, staring at the guard and replied, "Blind your dog's eyes! You don't even know the lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion! Not happy! Apologize!"

The two guards were almost bluffed by Miao Ling's words.

But they changed their minds, isn't there a lady in the prime minister's house, and she went out to the banquet in a beautiful dress today.

When did another lady appear again.

Moreover, looking at their dresses, they were worse than the servants in the mansion.

The guard looked contemptuous: "Our eldest lady from the Prime Minister's Mansion has gone out to the banquet, how can you be such a vulgar and rude person! Don't get out of here!"

"You..." It's so deceiving!

Miao Ling's body trembled with anger, wishing to roll up his sleeves and rub the two of them on the ground.

But Ningmeng reached out and put a hand on Miao Ling's shoulder.

"Calm down." Ningmeng said, her tone calm, even with a hint of coldness.

Miao Ling really calmed down and returned to Ningmeng's back.

Ningmeng raised his hand to reveal the jade pendant he had brought from Qin Jin: "You don't know me, but you always know the owner of this jade pendant."

This is a dragon jade pendant.

Every prince wears it around his waist, inseparable.

Naturally, the two guards also knew each other.

They looked intently, and when their eyes fell on the blindfolded Qin Jin, they looked shocked and quickly knelt on the ground: "Second, I have seen the second prince."

In their panic, Qin Jin finally found the arrogance of being a prince.

He stood in place with his back hands: "Get up."

...

Qin Jin's identity was revealed. The two guards not only invited Ningmeng and others into the mansion with respectful expressions, but also secretly sent people to inform Xi Zhicheng in the mansion.

When Xi Zhicheng learned that the second prince had come to the door, he was shocked and terrified. He didn't know why the second prince came to the door suddenly.

Moreover, the second prince has already been ordered out of Beijing.

But when he walked to the main hall and saw Qin Jin who was wounded all over his body, Xi Zhicheng looked terrified: "Second prince, you are..."

"Excuse me, the prime minister. The prince was assassinated midway. Fortunately, the eldest lady of your house helped him. Please also use the doctor of your house." Qin Jin stood in the living room. Although he said sorry, he looked at his face. The arrogant look did not see any embarrassment.

Xi Zhicheng looked at Qin Jin, then looked at the three Ningmengs standing aside, and replied to Qin Jin again and again: "It is a blessing for the minister to be able to relieve the worries of the second prince."

Then he immediately spoke to the housekeeper behind him: "Hurry up and call the doctor in the mansion to treat the second prince!"

The housekeeper naturally knew that this was a major event, and immediately found the doctor who lived in the courtyard.

In the prime minister's mansion, Qin Jin received the treatment he should have as a prince, and was directly regarded as a guest of honor by Xi Zhicheng, sitting in the first place, receiving treatment from the doctor.

And Xi Zhicheng was still asking him in trepidation, "Second prince, do you want to enter the palace and call you an imperial physician?"