Chapter 150 Help
Jiang Xian planned to ask Duan Wenchun for a promise. Mistress Duan's will was her sincerity.

In the original book, Duan Wenchun fled to Penglai Prefecture, and the Seventh Prince ordered his confidants to report and thoroughly investigate the matter.After careful investigation, Zeng Shu finally pried Duan Jinqiu's mouth open, and found the will under the ginkgo tree.In the will, there is not only evidence of Mistress Duan's frame-up, but also their long-term persecution of Duan Wenchun, which is extremely powerful evidence.

The truth came to light, Duan Shilang was furious, and randomly matched Duan Jinqiu with a county magistrate from another place to fill in the house, which was equivalent to not having such a daughter, but Duan Wenchun became the winner of the house fight, followed Liu Ning back to Beijing, and began to talk about marriage.Not long after, Duan Wenchun became the prince's concubine, and fought with those concubines in the palace and the servant girls of the prince's mansion, so I won't repeat them.

Jiang Xian disturbed the plot and felt uneasy.

But as the saying goes, bare feet are not afraid of wearing shoes, and she will "go" after the beginning of spring, so why not come here as you like, and try to help the people you want to help.

Jiang Xian wrote a letter with her own handwriting, and stuffed it into a brocade box along with Madam Duan's will and a copy of "Xia Xing Ji" that she met with Duan Wenchun for the first time.

Jiang Xian was originally worried about whether Qin Yanfeng would return to Songzhuyuan, but later found out that she was worrying too much.

Qin Yanfeng didn't know what was going on these few days, so he stuck to Qin Suixing and hid in his Meiboyuan all the time, ignoring anyone.

It was night, Jiang Xian was preoccupied with something, and slept very lightly.

About half an hour later, it began to rain lightly outside the window.The rain is rustling, occasionally crushing the dead branches of the trees outside the window, making a soft "click".

Jiang Xian heard the noise, her eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes.

Even more missed delivery, just arrived at the appointed time.

She jumped up from the bed, picked up an oil lamp on the table, and opened the window excitedly, "Song Qi? Are you here?"

The night was silent, and the only answer to her was the sound of rain Xiaoxiao.

With the candlelight in the palm of his hand, Jiang Xian vaguely saw the rain curtain on the eaves, except for the shadows of the trees, there was no one else.She was stunned, unable to tell whether it was loss or regret in her heart, sighed, and complained softly, "...you let me go."

Are you afraid that she won't give you money?
The wind outside was too cold, and Jiang Xian sneezed.She was about to close the window when a hand suddenly stretched out from the window sash and blocked the window sash with a "snap".

"Waiting for me?"

The familiar Nuo Festival mask appeared, and the man's deep voice seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Jiang Xian was taken aback, and hurriedly opened the window, "Did you pinch your hand?"

"It's okay." The man was dressed in black, almost blending into the dark night.He came over in the rain, the hair hanging from his forehead was wet with moisture.

Qin Yanfeng snapped his fingers, "It's okay."

Jiang Xian was a little happy. She gently put the oil lamp on the window sill, pursed her lips, "I thought you weren't coming."

God knows how long Qin Yanfeng waited scratching his head today. When the appointed time came, he changed his appearance and sneaked over the wall from Meibo Courtyard.He went straight to the point and asked, "What exactly do you need my help for?"

Jiang Xian turned around and took out the prepared brocade box from the cabinet, handed it to him with both hands, and asked hesitantly: "Song Qi, you must have been to many places when you travel around, right? Can you give this to my friend?"

Qin Yanfeng glanced at her ordinary brocade box, "Where is your friend?"

"Penglai Prefecture."

Hearing this place name suddenly, Qin Yanfeng was shocked.He cheered up, crossed his arms, and frowned, "Penglai Prefecture has high mountains and far rivers, what is your friend doing there?"

"Don't ask about that." Jiang Xian thought for a moment, and carefully ordered, "After you arrive in Penglai Prefecture, immediately go to the Guanyin Temple in the southeast. There will be a woman in red in the temple, who will donate rice porridge every day from six to noon , her name is 'Xiaochun', she looks beautiful and cute. After you find Xiaochun, give this brocade box to her, and say that I gave it to her."

Qin Yanfeng stared blankly at the brocade box, and his heart was already filled with turmoil.

(End of this chapter)

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