Jun Jiuling

The night was dark, and the remote courtyard was brightly lit, but there were not many people serving it, and there were faint guards surrounding it to isolate it.

In the room, Miss Jun had already sat down, Zhu Zan was still standing, Xue Er was trembling on her knees and raised her head.

"You, are you really Princess Jiuling?" She asked tremblingly.

Miss Jun looked at her and smiled.

"I took the fire stick from the tea house back then." She said, "I'm so sorry that you were scolded by Nanny Zhou."

This little thing that happened in the tea house was not known to many people in the palace, unless it was the person involved.

Cher raised her hand to wipe her tears.

She didn't know whether to believe it or not, but calling out her name, telling about Bing'er, and Jiang Yanbao, she didn't know what to do now.

"Princess, you are too naughty." She said, she fell to the ground and burst into tears, knocking repeatedly, "It's the slave who hurt you, it's the slave who hurt you, the slave should not tell Binger, the slave should not tell Binger too much, Otherwise, you can live well."

Miss Jun smiled.

"I'm alive now," she said, "and even better."

Cher just cried bitterly.

"You don't know what's going on, do you?" Miss Jun looked at Zhu Zan, "You know when I left the palace to pray for my father, right?"

Zhu Zan groaned and continued to turn his head to look aside.

"I heard." He said muffled.

"Actually, I didn't go to pray and live in the royal temple." Ms. Jun said, "I went with Doctor Zhang. The person who taught you how to play chess you saw at home was not an entourage of Doctor Zhang. He is Doctor Zhang."

Zhu Zan gave her a oh look.

"I see," he said.

Back then when the game was broken and Runan understood his gaffe when he saw him.

Miss Jun briefly talked about her study of medicine.

"So my father's illness is cured, and he won't die due to illness. The only one who knows about this is Bing'er Xue'er." She said, looking at Xue'er who was still crying on the ground. I met Binger."

She smiled when she said this.

"You all know what happened later. I died of illness, and Bing'er also died of illness. They all died."

Xue'er cried even louder, and finally knelt down and grabbed Miss Jun's skirt and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Your Highness, it's all the servants' fault." She cried.

Miss Jun stroked her head behind her.

"We're all right, it's not our fault," she said, "stop crying."

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"Then what, how did you do it?"

After being soothed for a moment, Xueer asked in a trembling voice, raising her head to look at the woman in front of her.

This strange woman.

"I don't know either." Miss Jun said, and also took a look at herself, "I thought I was dead, and when I woke up, I would become Jun Zhenzhen. This is because God has eyes and wants to give me justice."

Xueer kowtowed repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, Your Highness." She cried again, "Your Highness, I am willing to testify, and I will."

"Don't be stupid, what proof are you doing now?" Zhu Zan said in a muffled voice.

Miss Jun also smiled.

"You will testify, but not now," she said, "you just wait in peace."

Xue'er nodded her head again and again.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Miss Jun looked at Zhu Zan, and Zhu Zan was secretly looking at her, his eyes collided and he hurriedly moved away.

Scared him?

Miss Jun smiled.

"If you have anything else you want to ask, you can ask me." She said, thinking of something, "Ms. Xiao and Qingshan Army, you have probably guessed it. They are my master, that is, the family of Miracle Doctor Zhang."

Zhu Zan groaned, his eyes wandering.

"Speaking of my master, there are more stories." Ms. Jun said, before stopping, "But these have nothing to do with you, so I won't mention them."

Zhu Zan said oh again.

Looking at Zhu Zan, who was no longer as alert and talkative as before, Miss Jun smiled.

"If you have no other questions, go and rest first," she said.

Zhu Zan said oh, turned around and left.

Miss Jun was so clean that she didn't realize it. She looked at Xue'er who was still kneeling on the ground.

"Xue'er, you can go too, just like before, do what you have to do, as if today's things didn't happen." She said.

Xueer dared to look up at her.

"I know what I said tonight is too weird." Miss Jun looked at her, "But I believe Xue'er, you can do what you always do, Binger is dead, we can't die, we all have to live well. "

Xue'er nodded vigorously, her panicked eyes gradually became firmer.

Everyone left, and Miss Jun was the only one left in the room. She sat in her chair without moving, and took a long time to let out a long breath before raising her hand to turn off the lights in the room.

The night was dark and the lights were dim.

There was the sound of footsteps, and the guards on night patrol immediately looked over vigilantly, and before they saw clearly, they heard a cry of pain.

Zhu Zan hissed and breathed in cold air, stretched out his hand to press his forehead, only felt dizzy and couldn't help bending down.

"Master? Are you alright?" the guards surrounded him and asked with concern.

How to bump into a tree well?

Is the son drunk?

Even if he is drunk, Shizi is not the kind of person who can't see the road and hit the tree.

Zhu Zan lowered his head and waved his hands.

"It's okay, I'm looking for something." He said in a muffled voice, "Let's go, let's go."

Was it looking for something?

The guards held up their lights and shone under the tree. Is there anything here?

But Zhu Zan didn't take the initiative to say it, and they wouldn't take the initiative to ask.

"Master, do you need a lamp?" a guard asked.

Zhu Zan waved his hand.

"No, no, no." He said, still bent over as if looking for something, "Let's go."

The guards saluted without hesitation and walked away.

It was not until these people walked away that Zhu Zan raised his body, stretched out his hand to press his forehead again, and hissed twice when it touched the injured place.

Not knowing what to say, he cursed and stood there in a daze.

where is this?

He frowned and muttered.

What a shame, why are you so dazed?

The pain on his forehead made him wake up gradually. Thinking of what happened just now, he couldn't help inhaling and exhaling forcefully.

Chu, nine, age.

She is Chu Jiuling.

With a flutter, Zhu Zan trembled in fright, and a night bird slid past his head with a strange cry.

"Damn it." Zhu Zan cursed again, wiping the sweat from the tip of his nose.

He felt that he should think about something, but he didn't know what to think about. He stood under the big tree in a daze, and his figure was submerged by the night.

Birds were chirping overhead, and the dew on the swaying branches and leaves fell on Zhu Zan's face. He woke up with a jolt, and the morning light was dim in his vision, and it was already dawn.

He fell asleep sitting here.

I thought I had no sleep all night, but I slept so deeply that I didn't even have a dream.

Zhu Zan scratched his head, thinking of what happened last night, it couldn't be a dream, could it?

How could you have such a ridiculous dream?

He sat blankly for a moment and got up to walk around. He heard the sound of the school ground from a distance. His father kept practicing martial arts all year round.

Zhu Zan quickened his pace, and as soon as he reached the school grounds, he saw two people shooting arrows.

One is his father Cheng Guogong, and the other is Fang Chengyu.

"The son is here." A female voice came.

Zhu Zan turned his head to look, only to see that Miss Jun was also walking over, and she smiled slightly when they met each other's eyes.

what to do? what to do?

Zhu Zan's mind was in a mess, and he turned around and ran away.

"What's the matter, Master?" Fang Chengyu asked in confusion.

Miss Jun smiled.

"Maybe you're hungry." She said, looked at Duke Cheng, and changed the subject, "Master Cheng, is Chengyu's archery okay?"