Is the prince infertile?The lady was so happy!

Chapter 520 Stalking
The blue-robed woman walked out and said as she walked, "I'll take you to one of our contact points."

"Sister Lan." Zhang Qiaoqiao suddenly called her.

"what?"

"The lord you keep talking about, can I also meet?"

"My lord can't be seen by just anyone." Lan's voice calmed down, "Zhang Qiaoqiao, our lord has compassion, and saved and took in you poor women so that you can get what you want. Don't have any other idea."

Zhang Qiaoqiao said in a low voice, "I just want to meet my savior."

"When it's time to see you, the lord will naturally summon you."

"I see."

Lan took out a bottle of ointment and gave her: "This is medicine, remember to use it on time."

Zhang Qiaoqiao took it over: "So few?"

"This is ten days' worth."

"Can you give me some more?" Zhang Qiaoqiao whispered, "The skin on my body and face is always sore and cracked. I am really in pain."

Lan sighed: "I know you are in pain. However, this kind of expensive medicine is not available casually. It is all brewed by the lord himself. You can't let the lord let go of other things and give it to you every day. Do you make medicine?"

Zhang Qiaoqiao pursed her lips: "Sister Lan, can you ask the lord for me, how can my face be okay?"

"It will be fine. But you can't be in a hurry, you have to give the Lord time, okay?" Lan comforted her, "Now your task is to deal with Gu Changyuan."

"I remember."

"That's good."

Lan showed a satisfied smile, and pulled her, "Let's go."

They went out of the yard and into the carriage.

A figure flashed on the branch and followed the carriage.

About a quarter of an hour later, the carriage stopped at the back door of a teahouse.

Zhang Qiaoqiao and Lan entered the teahouse through the back door.

At the corner, Ding Chunfang poked his head out, waited for a while, and seeing that they didn't come out again, he whistled softly.

Another well-dressed, ordinary-looking man walked over.

"See that teahouse?"

"Saw."

"From now on, keep an eye on this teahouse, especially the women in blue robes, wherever they go, keep an eye on them. Send a few more people to guard them."

"Yes, little one, remember, Master Ding can rest assured."

Ding Chunfang took out a roll of banknotes from his bosom, and said, "You take this, don't treat my brothers badly."

"Master Ding, what His Highness gave us is enough to live on a daily basis, we can't take any more." The man declined.

Ding Chunfang stuffed the banknotes into his arms and said, "Master Ding gave it to you myself. The situation is tense now, so I'm going to work hard, brothers."

The man smiled and said: "Your Highness takes us in and gives us a way to survive. We are willing to die for His Highness. Please don't say such polite words. Isn't this treating us as outsiders?"

"What are you talking about, I have to rush back to His Highness, let's go."

Ding Chunfang glanced at the teahouse again, then turned and left.

He turned a few alleys, found his horse, and then sped out of the city to catch up with the convoy.

He drove his horse to Gu Changyuan's carriage, glanced first, and saw that the monk Fatong was not there, he was a little puzzled: "Master, where is the monk?"

"If he wants to recite scriptures, he is afraid to face me and go to the carriage behind."

"He's smart!" Ding Chunfang said in a low voice, "Master, just now I followed Princess Shu, who do you think I found her with?"

"Don't sell off!"

"Zhang Qiaoqiao!"

"what?"

Gu Changyuan stopped turning the book, and looked up at him.

(End of this chapter)