The space doctor girl became the favorite of exiled ministers

After blurting out these words, Cui Qingci realized something was wrong, and she hurriedly said: "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I don't want to involve you."

"Now I have nothing to do with the Pei family. My sister-in-law doesn't have to do anything for me."

It was hard for a cold-hearted person like her elder brother to find someone who cared about her. She should also protect her sister-in-law like her elder brother, instead of letting her take risks.

Jiang Zhiluo smiled and said, "It's okay, I don't need to show up."

"The method is very simple, that is, write a story and find a troupe to perform it. If the storyteller tells it, it would be best to make it a household name in Nanzhou. Everyone will know that a woman who pretends to be weak can also be a cruel woman. Everyone I was reminded by the story in the play that if a woman like this speaks again, everyone will think carefully about it."

Although Jiang Zhiluo smiled, thinking of the old lady of the Pei family who wanted to kill Cui Qingci in the dream, and thinking of the poison on Cui Qingci, her eyes filled with frost-like murderous intent.

Just like in modern times, because of the development of the Internet and the spread of information through TV series, movies and videos, both men and women know what white lotus and green tea are.

Just because a woman is weak and sick, you will not preconceptions that she is kind and pitiful.

She wanted to write the play in a thrilling way. Although she would not name who it was, the story could reveal that the old lady of the Pei family exposed the cousin.

She wanted to use this method to get some interest back for Cui Qingci first.

Now that she thought about it, Jiang Zhiluo thought that she would find time to write a storybook tonight.

Cui Qingci was simply shocked when she heard Jiang Zhiluo's words.

"Sister-in-law, can you... can you write a storybook?"

In Cui Qingci's view, those are things that only knowledgeable people can write. Of course, even if they are knowledgeable, the script cannot be written by ordinary people.

What's more, many readers don't study the scripts.

There are only a few stories in the opera troupe and teahouse that attract people. Some of the stories are too bland and no one likes to hear them.

Jiang Zhiluo raised her eyebrows and said, "Is this difficult?"

She is really not Versailles. In modern times, she once disguised herself as a screenwriter in order to complete a task.

It’s natural to write these.

It wasn't that Cui Qingci found it difficult, but she thought her sister-in-law grew up in the countryside and couldn't read or write.

She is stupid.

And this method has to be said to be really good.

She just couldn't figure it out.

She thought to herself that if someone like her sister-in-law lived in an environment like the Pei family, she would live very well.

She is the truly smart person.

No matter what the circumstances, she will live a good life.

"Sister-in-law, thank you!"

"We're all family, don't be polite."

Since she regards Cui Qingci as one of her family members, Jiang Zhiluo naturally wants to protect her.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Whenever you want to tell me, just tell me. Taking good care of your body is the most important thing now. Revenge will be avenged one day."

Seeing Jiang Zhiluo's confident and calm expression, Cui Qingci's mood became lighter for some reason.

She nodded vigorously, "Yes."

"I was unprepared at the beginning, but when she came to see me, she seemed to step on a key point every time. She was injured every time. If Pei Nanchen saw it, Pei Nanchen would think that I was deliberately embarrassing Lu Qiu'er, and even felt..."

The first time they quarreled was because of Lu Qiuer.

Cui Qingci didn't want to mention Lu Qiuer at all.

Cui Qingci's eyes turned red when she thought of the past.

Cui Qingci clenched her fingers tightly.

Jiang Zhiluo stretched out her hand to hold Cui Qingci and said, "Let's not talk about it for now. You'd better not have big mood swings as you take care of your health now."

"Let's talk about it later, don't worry."

"Don't think about these, think more about happy things. When we go back to the village to go to the market, I will take you to the market to see the excitement of the village." "Okay."

Jiang Zhiluo comforted Cui Qingci and let her sleep.

Jiang Zhiluo also returned to the room after washing up.

Jiang Zhiluo was not in a hurry to go to sleep. Instead, she took out paper on the table and prepared to write a dramatic story.

Although Cui Qingci didn't say much, Jiang Zhiluo could also write it out based on guesses.

That's all the frame-up drama.

After Cui Hejin washed up and entered the house, he sat down with his hair still wet and said, "What are you busy with?"

"Write something."

As Jiang Zhiluo spoke, she raised her head, as if thinking of something, and said, "Who do you think doesn't want the second sister to live, if it's not the Pei family?"

Cui Hejin said: "The princes have grown up and have begun to fight for power. Although the Pei family is not as famous as our ancestors, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and the Pei family also has a certain influence."

Upon hearing these words, Jiang Zhiluo understood, "So, this is also related to the political struggle."

"Let me guess, which prince must be wooing the Pei family, and the Pei family also wants to take advantage of the situation to make a comeback. If there is someone who can follow the dragon, the Pei family can rise up in one fell swoop, and they may even hold power."

"Ordinary cooperative relationships are not strong, and the strongest relationship is marriage."

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhiluo's eyes widened, "Isn't it going to be a marriage? The prince marries the daughter of the Pei family?"

"But Cui Qingci doesn't have any influence. At most, the current emperor doesn't like the Pei family because of their relationship with the Cui family, but it won't have any influence on the princes."

Jiang Zhiluo was thinking, and suddenly a light flashed in her mind: "Could it be that she is not the daughter of the Pei family, but the man of the Pei family, Pei Nanchen?"

Suddenly thinking of this, Jiang Zhiluo's face turned pale.

No wonder someone in his sleep said that Cui Qingci was wanted to die.

If she were a princess, it would be easy to kill Cui Qingci. As long as she talked, the Pei family would have to cooperate if they wanted to be prosperous and wealthy.

"Even a princess can't be so domineering."

Cui Hejin looked at Jiang Zhiluo with tender and admiring eyes. His little wife was really smart.

A few clues can reveal the whole picture.

"Princess Cha Min has always had a domineering temperament and will do whatever it takes to achieve her goals."

"I learned that Pei Nanchen went to the capital to study at the Imperial Academy. If he fails the scientific examination next year, he will most likely enter the Hanlin Academy."

He entered the Hanlin Academy and then passed the qualifications to enter the cabinet.

The Pei family's ambitions are not small.

Moreover, in this era, there were no restrictions on the position of the prince-in-law, and climbing to the royal family would be of greater help to his career.

The corner of Jiang Zhiluo's mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc.

"In this case, Pei Nanchen is not worthy of my second sister's nostalgia, and there is no need to even remember him."

"There's no need to write a playbook. It's best for the princess and Pei Nanchen's cousin to have a good fight."

Jiang Zhiluo didn't want to help the princess deal with Pei Nanchen's cousin Lu Qiu'er.

"You still want to write a playbook."

Jiang Zhiluo nodded and said: "Yes, Pei Nanchen has a cousin who looks so sick, weak and kind, but is actually ruthless. Such people are not easy to deal with, but if we use a playbook, more people can know that such people are not what they seem. .”

"But now, if the princess intervenes, let them fight. They are not good people anyway."

Cui Hejin was deeply touched.

He looked at Jiang Zhiluo with a whirlpool in his eyes, as if there was some restrained emotion in it, as if it wanted to swallow the person up.

Jiang Zhiluo seemed to have thought of something, looked up at Cui Hejin, and couldn't help but ask: "If you saw a weak and beautiful woman, would you also think she is kind and believe what she says?"