Nan Ke paused and raised his hand to scratch the top of his head. The blush on his face deepened as he said shyly, "Miss, are you selling this purple jade flute?"
As if he felt that his words were a bit rude, Nan Ke pursed his lips into a straight line and revealed an awkward expression. Paired with his incomparably handsome face, he gave off a very favorable impression.
Jiujiu's beautiful large eyes blinked and a trace of curiosity flashed through the depths of her eyes. When she raised her head to look at Nan Ke, a trace of amazement flashed through the depths of her eyes. Then, she quickly lowered her head and assumed the appearance of a shy little girl. She raised her hand to tuck her hair behind her ear and said in a soft voice with unconcealable shyness, "This purple jade flute is my favorite. I'm not selling it."
"You're not selling it?" Nan Ke raised his head to look at the purple jade flute. His eyes were filled with reluctance as he pursed his lips. He opened his mouth and closed it again. After doing this several times, he opened his mouth and said, "I know that this request is a bit excessive. However, this purple jade flute is something left behind by my mother. Three years ago, when we moved, I accidentally lost it. I never thought that I would see it here. I hope that Miss can bear the pain and part with it as a token of filial piety."
Nan Ke's words were very moving, as if he was a filial son who was eager to fulfill his filial duties. However, although these words sounded particularly pleasant, they couldn't stand up to scrutiny at all. If it really was his late mother's favorite, she would naturally have carefully preserved it. How could she be so careless as to lose it?
These words couldn't even fool a three year old child. Only a silly girl like Yang Xuan, who was muddled by love, would believe Nan Ke's nonsense.
Jiujiu sighed in her heart. When she raised her head, she put on a moved expression. She raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes and said in a low voice, "If that's really the case, then I'll give this purple jade flute to Young Master."
Jiujiu raised her hand and handed the purple jade flute to Nan Ke.
Nan Ke hurriedly received it. When he held the purple jade flute, his hand suddenly slipped and he grabbed Jiujiu's hand. The instant the two hands touched, Nan Ke hurriedly let go as if he had been scalded. With a helpless face, he repeatedly apologized, "I was rude, I was rude. I hope Miss doesn't take offense."
Jiujiu lowered her eyes and showed an understanding look. "You don't have to be so polite, Young Master."
Jiujiu placed the purple jade flute into Nan Ke's hands and smiled, revealing the small and cute dimples on the side of her face. Coupled with her devastatingly beautiful face, she was even more stunning. Even if Nan Ke was only deliberately seducing her, it was inevitable that he would be captivated by her beauty. His eyes instantly drifted.
After flirting with him, Jiujiu quickly got into the car and asked Fifteen to drive away.
By the time Nan Ke reached the inn's entrance, he could only see the back of a horse carriage. The hand holding the purple jade flute couldn't help but tighten. His expression slightly sunk, he flicked his sleeves and left.
The informant had said that this purple jade flute was the treasure of Pingan Junzhu. Nanke originally thought that he would have to expend a lot of effort to obtain it, and he would also be able to use this time to cultivate a relationship with Pingan Junzhu. However, who would have thought that as soon as he opened his mouth, Pingan Junzhu would give this purple jade flute to him.
Nan Ke lowered his head and looked at the purple jade flute in his hand. He didn't know what expression to make.
Fifteen looked at Jiujiu's smiling face and asked puzzledly, "If Junzhu wants to kill him, then just kill him. Why give him the purple jade flute?"
Fifteen was trained as a shadow guard and was used to doing things straightforwardly. In his eyes, if he didn't like someone, then he could just cut them in half and kill them. He absolutely couldn't understand Jiujiu's behavior of soaking the purple jade flute in poison.
Moreover, that man looked like a useless scholar no matter how he looked at him. He really couldn't see how he was worth Jiujiu's scheming.
Jiujiu leaned her body on the soft couch in the carriage. She casually picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and put it into her mouth. As she ate, she said, "Let Thirteen keep an eye on that man. As soon as someone gets close to him, report everything to me, no matter how big or small."
Thirteen was a shadow guard trained by Fifteen. He was good at tracking and hiding. He was the most suitable person to monitor Nan Ke, but …
Fifteen asked doubtfully, "Isn't it a bit of a waste to let Thirteen keep an eye on that man?"
Jiujiu tilted her head to look at the puzzled Fifteen. She lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Just do what I tell you to do. Why do you talk so much? I have my reasons. Right, when father comes back, send someone to tell me. I have something to talk to him about."
Yang Lin was the number one warrior of the Sui Dynasty. If he was in his prime, how could he know Nan Ke's insignificant skills?
However, Yang Lin was now close to fifty years old, and his body was no longer what it used to be. Entering the battlefield at the age of fifty meant that he had already made up his mind to die. However, he left behind his patriotism, but what he left behind for Yang Xuan was regret.
Jiujiu had no intention of stopping Yang Lin from going to the battlefield. What she wanted to do was to save Yang Lin's life at the end.
Seeing Jiujiu's suddenly heavy expression, Fifteen didn't say anything more.
Returning to the prince's fu, Jiujiu had just entered the room when Lu Li immediately came to greet her with a bowl of ginger soup, "The ginger soup has just been cooked. Princess, quickly drink some to get rid of the cold."
Jiujiu took the ginger soup from Lu Li and drank two mouthfuls. She then put down the bowl and sat down. She raised her head to look at Lu Li without blinking.
Lu Li was slightly flustered by Jiujiu's eagle-like gaze. She pursed her lips and moved uncomfortably. She asked in confusion, "Princess, is there something wrong with Lu Li?"
Jiujiu looked at Lu Li's flustered eyes. The corners of her mouth lifted slightly. She shook her head, "No, I just feel that Lu Li has become more beautiful. I don't know which man will have the good fortune to marry such a good woman like Lu Li."
Lu Li's cheeks reddened. She lowered her head and said in a small voice, "This servant will not marry. This servant will serve by Princess's side for the rest of my life."
Lu Li's solemn vow echoed in Jiujiu's ears. However, Jiujiu knew that in the near future, after meeting Nan Ke, Lu Li would throw her vow to the back of her mind and work with Nan Ke to frame Yang Xuan.
Her lofty words were pleasant to hear, but they were not as good as her lover's soft words. It was very ironic.
Jiujiu lowered her eyes and did not look at Lu Li, "I don't need anyone to serve me here. You can go and call Fifteen over. You can leave."
Hearing Jiujiu's words, a trace of grievance flashed through Lu Li's eyes. She was a servant of the prince's fu and had served Yang Xuan since she was young. However, since half a month ago, the princess had not been as close to her as before. Instead, she was unusually close to Fifteen.
She was clearly the princess's personal servant girl and had grown up with the princess. However, the princess was distancing herself from her. Lu Li felt very wronged.
However, Jiujiu was the master, and she was just a servant girl. Furthermore, Jiujiu's reputation was out there. Even though she felt very wronged, Lu Li still obediently left and called Fifteen over.
Fifteen walked into Jiujiu's room. Seeing Jiujiu lying on the soft couch reading a book, Jiujiu asked, "Did you say Lu Li?"
"No, but what did she say to you?" Jiujiu closed the book and looked at Fifteen curiously.
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