Jun Jiuling

The name Chu Jiuling was no stranger to the two people in the room.

She is Chu Jiuling?

But Chu Jiuling was already dead.

In the silence of the night, a living person suddenly declared himself a dead person.

Zhu Zan's face turned pale, and Xue'er was full of horror.

The room was dead.

It's not the first time she's said this.

Zhu Zan thought, and a long time ago, he once choked her like this.

Because in a strange town that had never been before, facing a strange girl who met by chance and was about to never see again, he suddenly called out his name.

"Who are you?" he asked her.

Why would you recognize him?

At that time, the girl walked out of the house without panting or blinking.

The family is impeccable, but her words are not true.

After two years, she finally answered his question.

I am Chu Jiuling.

Are you Chu Jiuling?

How can you be Chu Jiuling?

Zhu Zan looked at the woman in front of him, and the woman in front of him also looked at him.

There was mist in her eyes, which seemed deep and clear.

"Ling Jiu?"

"Why are you called Ling Jiu?"

So the question was because she was also called Ling Jiu?

"Is your father all right? Is the winter cough gone?"

Because she knew her father, she asked about hidden diseases that these outsiders didn't know about.

So when King Huai fell ill, she desperately wanted to heal her illness.

That's why Lu Yunqi will cling to her, because only she can be more like Chu Jiuling.

So she would stand by the courtyard wall outside Cheng Guogong's mansion, because she had been here before.

So she will rescue his mother.

So she will defend her family and country, because that is her father's country.

So she will risk her life and rush into the realm of the golden man to save her father.

So when he said to care about her, he said something with a half-smile.

"I am Princess Jiuling."

That inexplicable familiarity, that inexplicable intimacy without doubt or defense, that inexplicable help.

turn out to be…

Zhu Zan's body trembled, and he felt that he could not catch his breath. He let go of her abruptly, and stepped back, his eyes full of horror and disbelief.

No, it is impossible, how is this possible?

"You are very strange. You are very strange to me and our family."

"Yes, I treat your family differently."

"reason."

The woman in front of her thought for a while and shook her head.

"I can't tell," she said.

Can't say, does it mean that no one believes it? This is indeed unbelievable, it is ridiculous, how is this possible?

Zhu Zan panted heavily and looked at Miss Jun.

Miss Jun stood firm, and stretched out her hand to straighten the twisted skirts. In this night, she was so elegant and quiet that it made one's heart skip a beat.

"Xue'er." She looked at the trembling maid who was covering her mouth, "Is what Bing'er told me true?"

Xue'er let out a short exclamation, and she couldn't support herself anymore and sat slumped on the ground.

Miss Jun walked towards her slowly. Xue'er wanted to dodge backwards, but she didn't have the strength to look at the woman standing in front of her.

"Jiang Yanbao, is she really not dead? She asked.

Jiang Yanbao.

Xue'er seemed to see that man, he was standing in the room restrained and terrified, and sitting in front of him was the prince who was under one person and above ten thousand people.

"What's your name?" the prince asked gently.

"My name is Jiang Yanbao." He replied timidly.

Xue'er let out a cry, leaned over and kowtowed.

"Princess...Princess..." She just cried, unable to speak.

"Don't shout yet." Zhu Zan's voice sounded.

Miss Jun looked at him.

Seeing her looking over, Zhu Zan took a step back subconsciously, with a guarded look on his face. This kind of guarding was not the exaggerated and playful one before.

"You, how do you prove it." He said in a deep voice.

Miss Jun smiled and shook her head.

"I have no way to prove it." She said, "Zhu Zan, you don't know me well."

She looked at Cher again.

"Xue'er doesn't know me well either, I'm not at home all year round."

She raised her head with some regret.

"You don't know me, and you don't know anything about me, and I don't know you, and I'm not familiar with you, so I can't say anything about you."

There was another moment of silence in the room.

"So it wasn't an accident when you went to Guanmiao?" Zhu Zan asked.

Miss Jun knew when he said it.

"Neither are you?" she asked.

Zhu Zan's eyes were dark and he didn't speak.

"How do you know?" Miss Jun continued to ask, "Bing'er said that she never told anyone else. Could it be that Bing'er was discovered after I died?"

Zhu Zan glanced at her and looked away.

"The Bing'er you're talking about is the court lady who died of a disease." He said.

Miss Jun frowned.

"You don't have to frown." Zhu Zan said, glancing at her and looking away again, "She may have been discovered, but there must not be many people who have discovered her. At most, only Lu Yunqi and His Majesty know about it."

"Then Xueer..." Miss Jun asked with a frown.

"Xue'er, I don't know much about it." Zhu Zan took the words and said, looking at the shivering court lady kneeling on the ground, "Lu Yunqi must know, because people from Jinyiwei have been watching over the Guan Temple, but I took him away. His Majesty the Emperor doesn't seem to know at all, and there is no large-scale search, only a few people from Jin Yiwei are looking for them in private."

This is a bit weird.

Miss Jun fell silent.

"Xue'er didn't say anything." Zhu Zan continued, "I don't know what you just said."

ah? he does not know? Miss Jun looked at him, so how did he notice Xueer?

Zhu Zan didn't look at her.

"Just a guess," he said.

Guess? Can you guess? Miss Jun was even more puzzled.

"You died suddenly, so I thought there must be something wrong." Zhu Zan turned his head and looked at the wall and said, "Then I checked to see if there was anything abnormal. I checked and found that a palace maid died, so I checked her. What identity, I found out that she served in front of the former prince, and then found out that her sister lived in Guanmiao, and then found that people from Jinyiwei were watching her. People like Jinyiwei have nothing to do, since they are under surveillance, they must be there. No matter what the problem is, I'll get the person first and then talk about it."

When he said this, he looked at the palace maid who was kneeling on the ground trembling.

"I asked her what was going on, and she said she didn't know, or even knew that someone was watching her. Since that was the case, I didn't ask again."

"that's all."

As easy as it sounds, that's it.

But doing it...

Miss Jun looked at him.

A downcast princess dies, so she dies, and there are still people who are paying attention, and they want to inquire about the cause of her death.

The emperor must have tried his best to conceal the cause of her death. If he wanted to find out the clues, he could also find an important and inconspicuous maid from the clues. It is not as simple as that.

He traveled thousands of miles from the north, and it turned out that he did not just send a flower to her grave.

"Why do you want to do this?" she asked.

"It's nothing." Zhu Zan stammered, never looking at her, as if he was afraid of this monster who didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost. "My father said that the death might be strange. I happened to be in Beijing, so I checked it out. Check, it's easy."

Is it easy? This is a risk of ransacking the family and exterminating the family.

Miss Jun sighed lightly.

"Thank you and Cheng Guogong." She said, "You have treated us very well and missed us very much, thank you."

"Thank you, it's not all mutual." Zhu Zan turned his head and said in a muffled voice, "You also helped my father so much."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Miss Jun suddenly thought of a question.

"So, do you believe what I say?" she asked, "Do you believe that I am Chu Jiuling?"

Zhu Zan still looked aside.

"It seemed like there was no other way to explain it than to believe it," he said.