Plastic Surgeon & Thief Princess

"From today onwards, Hong Xing will be your personal maid."

After returning to the Duke Palace, Dongfang Qisu arranged a maid for Rong Jiu.

Hong Xing looked like a lady from a noble family. She was elegant and refined, with the exception of her vulgar name.

Rong Jiu still remembered her as such. The brothel girl was acquainted with Dongfang Qisu, and now that Dongfang Qisu had made her a female servant, Rong Jiu knew that Hong Xing was not simple.

Rong Jiu did not ask Hong Xing any further, she only asked her if she knew any martial arts and the answer was no.

Hong Xing did not know martial arts, Rong Jiu facepalmed, it was hard to imagine that her maid did not know martial arts.

After all, he had become good friends with Hong Xing, so Tuan Za patted his chest and said, "Mother, you can rest assured. Elder Sister Hong Xing does not know any martial arts, so I will teach her."

Rong Jiu tapped his forehead, "Have you mastered medicine? Also, didn't you take fifteen as your disciple? "

"Hee hee, it's alright, it's fine."

What does it matter if there are many disciples? Tuan Za expressed his respect.

"Then I'll go with you."

Since Tuan Za likes it, then let him be.

Rong Jiu looked at the Feral Tiger that was locked up by the servants again, it looked at her arrogantly, its claws seemed to be ready to jump up at any moment.

"Take good care of yourself, but be very careful." Rong Jiu said.

"Yes, Prince's Wife." The servant replied.

Rong Jiu went to the Huanyan House s and checked the recent records of the customers in the Huanyan House. She had always been cautious, even if she trusted Yu Niang, she would still want to see them.

The employees of the Great Assembly were finally more disciplined. They were no longer skipping away like they usually were.

After looking through the records, Rong Jiu pondered for a while, then went to look for Flight. Regarding the matter of marriage, she didn't have the time to properly explain it to him.

Qi Feiyang was still angry, but refused to even look at Rong Jiu, "You keep saying that I'm your big brother, and now that you're like this, this big brother of mine, isn't even anything special."

Her words were filled with sorrow, Rong Jiu smiled, "Alright, alright, Brother Feiyang, please forgive me."

Flight hugged his hands and said, "You can go. I'm still not out of breath yet."

However, Rong Jiu felt that it was strange, "Brother Feiyang, has there been a mission to do at Hero Pavilion recently? If you need me, I can still go.

"No need, how would I dare trouble you?" "You'd better be your consort. Being a consort is so good, you don't have to be in the company of us barbarians."

Rong Jiu frowned, what was she saying? She went around to the front of Flight to avoid it. "You can go. After finishing a mission in Chang An, I'll be leaving too."

"What mission?" Take me with you. " Rong Jiu stared at Flight, and then quietly moved in front of Flight.

"I can do it alone."

"Sure enough, you were hiding something from me." Rong Jiu finally realized that Flight was abnormal. His swollen nose and swollen face looked really comical. "Pfft, Flight, how did you end up like this?"

"Amidst the distress, Flight couldn't be bothered to hide with his arms crossed." "Smile, laugh, laugh as you wish!"

"Flight, tell me, what's going on?"

It was fine a few days ago, how did it end up like this?

Originally, Flight was angry at Rong Jiu for suddenly marrying him. How could he not be angry, but now that Rong Jiu was still concerned about him, he was extremely happy in her heart.

"I've accepted a mission, let my guard down, and then …" Obviously, then it became like this.

"Who is it? "So powerful, tell me, I'll go and give it to you …"

"Marquis Wanning's Mansion."

Rong Jiu had not even finished speaking when Flight asked. Rong Jiu's excited voice suddenly stopped, "Marquis Wanning's Mansion?"

There was a hint of anger and confusion in the voice. "Why?"

"Someone issued a mission, said that Marquis Wanning's Mansion's eldest young master once took over the yellow flower girl, and that woman threw herself into a river with a grudge, and committed suicide."

"What?"

Rong Jiu had always thought that Ning Weixiong was just a little perverted, and was usually a little disgusting, but she never expected that Ning Weixiong would actually have a murder case on his body.

"It's said that he's not only doing this, he's …" This Ning Weixiong had more than one murder case, and he had also forced other men to do it?

Rong Jiu was stupefied. It seems that the reason she cut off his life was for the sake of eliminating harm.

"Actually, we don't necessarily have to kill him." Rong Jiu said.

"What?" Flight didn't understand. The mission list stated that he had to take revenge. Could it be that there were other ways to kill him?

In these past few days, Feiyang had gone to assassinate Ning Weixiong. Helpless, there were so many people guarding him at Marquis Wanning's Mansion.

That was the only reason why Flight was injured like this by the people Ning Weixiong had arranged for.

"Sometimes, causing someone to lose face is even more painful than taking their life."

's words may not make much sense to Flight, but in less than a day, the entire capital had been talking about this: The Marquis Wanning's Mansion's eldest son has no roots anymore.

Since Marquis Wanning's Mansion did not have a direct son, then the eldest son was naturally the candidate to inherit the family business.

Moreover, a dignified Marquis Wanning's Mansion actually had a son with no roots. If this were to spread, how embarrassing would it be?

Rong Jiu and Flight sat in the teahouse, listening to the storyteller's story. This time, he was speaking about the information that Rong Jiu had asked for him to read:

I heard that the eldest son of the Marquis Wanning's Mansion was an unfilial person who forced others to do their work. He often flirted with women from good families and even coexisted with sisters.

He had heard that this child had angered the heavens, and that a punishment had been brought down from the heavens, causing him to no longer have any foundation and thus make him regret his actions.

The more people listened, the more engrossed they became.

In any case, this Marquis Wanning's Mansion was an existence that was as bright as the sun, and no storyteller had ever dared to speak of it in such a casual manner. Everyone was worried about storyteller's audacious actions, but they couldn't help but want to know about it.

Someone asked, "How did you know?"

The storyteller said mysteriously, "This was obtained by a girl in a dream."

"Dreaming?" These words caused everyone to laugh.

"Shh." The storytelling teacher had a mysterious look on his face. "Do you know who that woman is?"

"Who?" Everyone's curiosity was piqued once more.

"This woman has no face, only a pair of aggrieved eyes. She cried and complained, and told me to speak of her grievances, saying that his father was heartless, that her sisters were unrighteous, that he coveted her looks, that he buried her in a sea of fire and enjoyed a luxurious life for her."

When he said that, it incited even more waves, "Mister, that's not right, who is the person you're talking about? Replace life? Snatching for his looks? Buried in the sea of fire? We only know of one person who has died in the sea of fire, and that is the second lady of Marquis Wanning's Mansion.

Once he said that, he drew everyone's attention to the current Crown Prince's Wife and the Second Young Miss of the Marquis Mansion who had passed away that year.

Could it be that the Second Young Miss changed the Third Young Miss's face and became the Crown Prince's Wife? Then, the real Third Miss would be the one buried in the sea of fire?