Greetings, Ninth Uncle

Probably because he knew it was her in the closet.

Cheng Yuanjing has never forgotten since he was a child, and his memory is surprisingly good. He could stay silent after reading the scroll once, and he could restore the words he had heard, and even the smells he smelled, after years.

As soon as he entered the door, he could smell Cheng Yujin's body. So when Lord Cheng called him the prince, he did not deny it.

He didn't know why, but he did not take action despite the fact that he tried to stop him. Instead, he silently watched Old Marquis Cheng pierce his identity.

Chapter 26

Cheng Yujin returned to the yard, and the little girl who was guarding the door saw her and ran in to report: "Sister Forsythia, Sister Du Ruo, the girl is back!"

Forsythia was in a hurry, and when she heard Cheng Yujin came back, she picked up her skirt and ran out: "Girl, you are back!"

Du Ruo also followed with a dignified face. Cheng Yujin held down Forsythia's hand and motioned her not to say anything: "I'm fine, let's go first."

Forsythia nodded quickly. Cheng Yujin returned to the house with a sullen face, Du Ruo calmly drove out the little maids in the house, and brought a cup of hot tea to Cheng Yujin himself. The two maids surrounded her, and Forsythia lowered her voice and asked, "Miss, this servant was just saying that she was going out to find you. Fortunately, you are back. Miss, what's the matter?"

Cheng Yujin shook her head, she still couldn't believe what happened just now. She took a sip of tea wearily, and tossed it all afternoon, frightened and wit, Cheng Yujin's voice had long gone. After she moistened her throat, she moved the tea cover repeatedly, her eyes were empty, and she seemed to be thinking.

Du Ruo and Forsythia could see that Cheng Yujin was thinking about something, they did not dare to urge and waited eagerly. Cheng Yujin finally closed the lid of the cup, put the tea cup on the table, and swept her eyes towards Du Ruo quietly.

Du Ruo understands, and sits on the threshold with the needle and thread basket in his arms, obviously to do needle and thread, but in fact guards the door. After the indoor environment was safe, Cheng Yujin asked, "Forsythia, how did you get back?"

Forsythia also knew that the matter was no trivial matter. She knelt down beside Luohan's feet, frowned and recalled, trying her best not to miss any detail: "After the girl entered, the servants followed the girl's instructions and carefully guarded outside the window. The servants looked carefully, During this period, no one passed by. But I don't know what happened. After a quarter of an hour, people around Jiuye suddenly appeared and said that the girl had left with Jiuye and asked the slaves to follow. The slaves don't know why, but The maid did not dare to leave the window when the girl was waiting. Later, they stared at the maid for a while, and then dispersed on their own."

"Soon someone came to the front door, and the servant didn't dare to stay there, so he quickly avoided it. Later, the servant secretly looked around at the gate of the old Houye's courtyard, but there was no one inside saying that the maid was not sure what was going on, thinking that the girl had already come out. Now, I hurried back to the hospital to find the girl. As a result, after the servant came back, Du Ruo said that the girl did not come back, and the servant panicked and was about to go out to look for it, when you appeared, girl."

Forsythia repeated, Cheng Yujin listened quietly without asking a word. After listening to Forsythia's words, she already knew what was going on. Cheng Yujin didn't answer, and instead asked, "When you came back, were you seen?"

"No, the slaves don't have to worry, they avoid people all the way."

"Yeah." Cheng Yujin nodded. She had never shown her emotions, but she suddenly became stern and solemn. "Today's affairs can only be rotten in the stomach and cannot be mentioned to anyone, not even Du Ruo. Do you know?"

It was rare for Forsythia to see Cheng Yujin so serious. No matter what she encountered in the past, Cheng Yujin was calm and calm, and she was the only one who put worry on her face like today. Forsythia was frightened and nodded hastily.

After beating the forsythia, Cheng Yujin was very tired and waved her to go out. Forsythia lowered her head and stepped back. Suddenly, only Cheng Yujin was left in the room, and she could almost hear the sound of burning incense cakes. Cheng Yujin sighed, leaned her head on the pillow, and covered her eyes with her hands.

With darkness in front of her eyes and no light at all, Cheng Yujin could think more intently. Her eyelashes trembled quickly and subtly under her fingers, Cheng Yujin forced herself to calm down, bit by bit, opened her eyes and recalled what happened today.

Cheng Yuanjing's true identity really caught her off guard.

Cheng Yujin had heard some rumors from Mrs. Cheng before. It was nothing more than Mrs. Cheng's suspicion for many years that Cheng Yuanjing was not from the Cheng family's blood, but that the little Xue clan secretly conceived a child when she was exiled, and was born with a wild man who did not know where. 's illegitimate child. Seeing that he could no longer hide because of his age, the little Xue family falsely claimed that he was the son of Old Marquis Cheng, in vain trying to rely on the child to return to Beijing to live a rich life.

But Old Hou Ye Cheng was really unprincipled and partial to the child who appeared halfway, and what was even more irritating was that the child was extremely good, far surpassing Cheng Yuanxian and Cheng Yuanhan. Mrs. Cheng was so angry that her heart and lungs hurt. She hated both the little Xue family and her son's failure to live up to their expectations. Therefore, on weekdays, no one would let anyone mention the youngest ninth son, and during the festivals, Xiao Xue family and that child would not be allowed to go to the family. door.

Over time, very few people in the Cheng family knew about Jiu Ye, and Cheng Yujin, the younger generation, had never seen Jiu Ye at all. Fortunately, Cheng Yuanjing doesn't seem to want to go back to Cheng's house. Over the years, he can count the number of times he has returned home with one hand. After Xiao Xue's death, he stayed out of town and didn't even have a message for three years. Even if someone said that Cheng Yuanjing had died in another place, the Cheng family believed it.