After a house full of cannon fodder read my voice, the whole family went crazy.

That night, Qiao Wanshu saw the efficiency of the royal family.

She just went for a walk in the imperial garden, and when she came back she found that her temporary boudoir had changed drastically.

As the residence of a prince, even a wing room here is full of the cold and masculine atmosphere of a man.

And through the joint efforts of the chamberlains and palace maids, the place is now filled with a warm and sweet atmosphere.

The cold and hard bed was replaced by a beautifully carved bed.

The screens, ornaments, and even calligraphy and paintings in the room have been replaced with a softer and more delicate style.

The simple cold-toned layout is replaced by warm colors and bright colors belonging to girls.

The extensive use of jade, lacquerware, gold and silverware makes the entire boudoir look particularly noble.

“Wow, that’s so delicious!”

When Qiao Wanshu came back and saw the boudoir for the first time, she couldn't help but sigh.

Her boudoir in Qiao Mansion was already extremely luxurious, and it was said to be much more luxurious than this boudoir decorated at the level of a princess.

But after all, this boudoir was redesigned and laid out by the imperial architect, whose taste and vision were naturally superior.

On the premise of taking into account both comfort and beauty, it also satisfies Qiao Wanshu's "money-obsessed" characteristics. The final effect really made Qiao Wanshu couldn't help but marvel.

Seeing her happily running around in the boudoir and smiling happily, the corners of the Ninth Prince's lips also quietly raised.

The captain of the guard standing behind him had a look of surprise on his face.

Although the Ninth Prince is still young, he looks very young and mature.

He is always taciturn on weekdays, and rarely shows even the smallest smile, let alone the occasional smile that shows some sincerity.

But now, since he got to know this young lady from the Qiao family, the smiles on the Ninth Prince's face have become more and more numerous, and the tenderness in his eyes has gradually emerged, almost overflowing.

Could it be that this young lady of the Qiao family is the lucky star of His Highness the Ninth Prince, and is she really his best match?

The Ninth Prince was watching Qiao Wanshu playing happily, when suddenly a figure fell behind him.

"Your Highness, my subordinates have found out the information..."

"Wait a minute, let's go to the study and don't disturb Miss Qiao."

The Ninth Prince waved his hand, telling the secret guard not to say anything for the time being.

After looking at Qiao Wanshu again, he turned around and went to the study with the secret guard and the captain of the guard.

After entering the study, the secret guard told the news one by one.

"My subordinates found out that Fang Yan'er, whose pseudonym is Nie Yuanyi, did go to an inn in the west of the city a few days ago to have a private meeting with His Royal Highness King Jing. Moreover, she did not go alone, she also had the actor Bai Xiaosheng with her."

"Bai Xiaosheng? He is indeed related to Liu Zhan and Fang Yan'er. So... the piece of cloth in the prince's hand could be Bai Xiaosheng's costume?"

The Ninth Prince pondered.

He always felt as if a piece of the puzzle in his mind was missing.

So many clues have been found, but they still cannot form a complete and reasonable logical closed loop.

Unknowingly, the Ninth Prince had been talking to the captain of the guard and the secret guard for a long time.

Suddenly there was a noise outside, and his thoughts were interrupted. He couldn't help but frown and said, "Who is making the noise outside?"

Soon, a palace maid hurried over to report: "Your Highness, Miss Qiao was so tired that she fell asleep, but for some reason she suddenly woke up from her sleep, crying endlessly, and clamoring to go home."

"Little Shu'er is clamoring to go home? Did she have some kind of nightmare and be possessed by it?"

The Ninth Prince tensed up, stood up and walked out of the study.

After taking only two steps, he turned to the secret guard and said, "Go on and find out how my mother's unique nine-leaf sapodilla got out. This poison was originally a kind of holy medicine. After a special process, Mixing it will turn it into poison.

Find out if this matter is related to Fang Yaner and King Jing. "

After finishing the explanation, he hurried to Qiao Wanshu's "boudoir".

"I want to go home, I want to go home!"

From a distance, Qiao Wanshu's cry floated into her ears.

Although he hadn't seen her appearance yet, the Ninth Prince felt his heart being tugged hard.

His pace quickened unconsciously, and in the end he almost ran into Qiao Wanshu's boudoir.

The little human was lying on the bed, curled up in a ball while crying and twitching constantly.

He mumbled something about going home, as if he had been frightened and wanted to hide himself in the safest place.

"What's wrong, little Shu'er? Why are you crying?"

The Ninth Prince carefully held the little girl in his arms, rocking her and coaxing her.

"There's a leak at home. I want to go home, now!"

Qiao Wanshu looked up and saw that the Ninth Prince was coming. As if grasping a life-saving straw, she suddenly grabbed his clothes tightly and cried harder.

"Okay! Don't cry, my emperor... I will take you back now!"

The Ninth Prince wrapped Qiao Wanshu tightly in fox fur and rushed out immediately.

Now, as long as he can make Qiao Wanshu stop crying, he will find a way to pick them off, even if he wants the stars and the moon.

In order to return to Qiao's house faster, the Ninth Prince did not even take a carriage, but chose to ride a horse.

The sturdy BMW sped out of the imperial city and rushed towards the Qiao family.

When he arrived at Qiao's house, he didn't even bother to knock on the door, so he climbed over the wall and went in.

"Kitchen, go to the kitchen!"

Although Qiao Wanshu was wearing a fox fur coat and the Ninth Prince's cloak, she was still blown away and her face turned red.

She saw through the gap in her cloak that she had arrived home, and immediately stuck her head out and shouted.

When the secret guard who was hiding in the dark saw Qiao Wanshu, he followed the Ninth Prince nervously.

A group of people rushed to the kitchen, and suddenly found that there was billowing smoke coming from there.

"Oops, there's a flood! Hurry and put out the fire!"

Everyone immediately became busy, some went to fetch water, and some rushed up carrying mops.

Fortunately, only the firewood placed next to the stove was ignited. Before it could spread to the pillars and beams, everyone put it out in a hurry.

"Phew! You caught up, you scared me to death!"

Even though Qiao Wanshu watched the last spark being extinguished with her own eyes, her heart was still pounding.

Fortunately, she was awakened by the nightmare, and her heart was still uneasy. She was anxious to let the Ninth Prince take her back, so that she could stop the fire from spreading in time.

If it were any later, the consequences would be absolutely disastrous.

Qiao Wanshu still clearly remembered that in the plot, the fire burned most of the Qiao family's wealth, and even affected the people in the city.

Mr. and Mrs. Qiao and others also came over after hearing the news. Looking at the still smoking kitchen, they felt a lingering fear.

Mrs. Chen directly hugged her daughter over: "My dear, I'm lucky to have you this time! Otherwise, our Qiao family would have been in trouble, not only for ourselves, but also for others!"