Such a filthy thing? My subordinates told Mr. Zeng that this is indeed the case, and I can testify."

Fu Jiuqu narrowed his cold eyes slightly, looked up at him, and smiled softly.

"Can't you see that you are so upright?"

Duan Sui raised his chest and raised his head, "It all depends on the cultivation of the prince."

Fu Jiuqu pressed his temples and shouted in a deep voice, "Cheng Cang."

Before the voice fell, the right guard Cheng Cang approached, looked at Duan Sui sympathetically, clasped his fists and saluted, "My subordinate is here."

Fu Jiuqu lazily waved his hand, "Pull this stupid thing down and chop it up."

Cheng Cang responded, with a dark face, he grabbed Duan Sui's collar and dragged him out.

"Prince, please spare my life."

Duan Sui broke out in a cold sweat.

"No, no, no, the prince... my lord... what did my subordinates do wrong? Isn't it right to eliminate violence and bring order to the good... Subordinate, I remembered that there is a letter written by Mrs. Zhang here... Wait a minute!! Cheng

You piece of shit, let go, I still have some errands to finish."

Fu Jiuqu was so noisy that he had a headache, "Bring it in."

Cheng Cang smiled and let go of Duan Sui, watching him flutter in front of Fu Jiuqu like a quail out of trouble, he knelt down obediently, took out the letter from his arms and handed it over.

"Ms. Zhang said that if the county prince still refuses to help, or even blames his subordinates for testifying, she will give this letter to the county prince..."

"Bitch, whose slave are you?"

Fu Jiuqu kicked him bitterly, took out the letter and opened it.

Juixiu's small characters are fairly neatly written, and although there are typos, they are generally legible.

"There is a rouge mole on the pubic bone three inches below the navel of the prince. The old Taoist priest said that committing peach blossoms will bring harm to sexual intercourse, so he wore an emerald green and red dot jade ring to avoid misfortune."

Fu Jiuqu suddenly clenched the letter paper tightly and pressed his fingers tightly on the paper.

You can faintly see the delicate vermilion in the emerald green jade...

A mole below the navel.

A hidden illness.

The secret of the jade ring.

She knows every secret...

Fu Jiuqu's face was livid, his eyes gradually turned scarlet, his fingers pinched tighter and tighter, as if his blood and energy were floating and it was difficult to suppress, his lips were red and his face was white——

This is a sign before the prince falls ill.

"Prince?" Sun Huai saw that Fu Jiuqu looked wrong and exclaimed. He quickly stepped forward to help him, but Fu Jiuqu threw him away forcefully.

Slowly, he sat back on the soft chair, with a cold smile on his lips.

"Cheng Cang, go to Kaifeng Mansion."

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Fu Jiuqu: She knew I had moles on my body. Could it be that she peeked at me bathing...

Xin Yi: Not to mention you have moles on your body, I even know your height, weight, body measurements, and dimensions.
Chapter completed!