After wearing the book, I became the villain's princess

Chapter 74

"Of course not." Xiao Bai suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Do you know why you took her back even though you knew she was a killer?"

Ning Jin blinked and shook his head.

"Because...the crown prince has been staring at her for a long time. Since there is no chance, why not create one for her."

Ning Jin: "..."

Sure enough, Qi Zhaoyuan was much scarier than she imagined.

Ning Jin bit the bullet and asked, "Then what happens after she arrives at the Prince's Mansion?"

"Just like most legends in the mansion, she danced a dance, and every step of the way was a plum blossom, but unfortunately she couldn't sing. She danced with bare feet, and every step of her feet left red flower-like marks on the snow. "

Even though the sun was covering her whole body, Ning Jin seemed to be trapped in an ice cellar.

Chills all over.

The person in front of him said extremely cruel words, but still smiled.

A cynical look.

"In order to keep people from knowing, that's why you deliberately made up such a story, right?"

Xiaobai didn't answer, and continued to walk forward.

Seeing that Ning Jin was still standing there, he said, "Isn't the princess still leaving?"

Ning Jin suddenly came to his senses, and he was no longer entangled in this problem.

Let the story stay in its original beauty!
**
When Ning Jin arrived at the Red Mansion Pavilion, he carefully compared the map in his mind.

Confirm it is this one.

The Red Mansion Pavilion is divided into upper and lower floors. In addition to the neatly arranged bookshelves, there are also many desks for people to read.

As soon as she came in, she smelled a faint fragrance of paper and ink, and it was quiet inside, with a few people and children lying on the table reading.

It seemed like a library she had been to before.

After walking to the counter, the boss immediately got up and asked in a low voice, "What do you two need?"

"Is there any more golden jade sticks?"

Hearing this, the boss immediately understood, stretched out his hand and pointed upwards: "It's upstairs, Miss can search by herself."

"Thank you very much." Ning Jin nodded, just about to leave, when she remembered something, she turned back and asked again: "Boss, I want to ask, does the author of Jin Yuzhi have anything else?"

The boss looked at Ning Jin in doubt, showing hesitation.

"Boss, don't get me wrong. I'm a fan of the author Jin Yuzhi. I don't think you know the fan. Let me explain briefly, that is, I really like her books, so I want to ask if there are any other books! Also, why is there no Mark the author's name!"

The boss nodded: "Yes, it's also upstairs, and the ones that don't have the author's name marked are hers. As for the name, the old man is just a book seller, and I don't know about the others."

"Thank you boss, that's enough, probably because I didn't have the chance to meet her."

Ning Jin turned and went up the stairs.

If she remembers correctly, the author's pen name seems to be Mu Yu'er.

Now the author who writes Jin Yuzhi is unknown.

When Ning Jin reached the second floor, she found that there were many story books on the bookshelf, all of which had names and surnames.

Xiaobai followed behind, intentionally reminding: "Princess, do you know who owns the Red Mansion Pavilion?"

She casually flipped through a book, and replied, "Whose is it?"

"Princess Jing."

Ning Jin froze in place for a moment: "..."

Princess Jing is Lin Moyu.

Isn't Lin Moyu just...

What a wooden fish!

No wonder Lin Moyu hesitated and fumbled when talking about this book last time.

It turned out that he was afraid that she would find out her identity and settle accounts with her.

However, Xiaobai knew that the Red Mansion Pavilion belonged to Lin Moyu, so Qi Zhao knew it too.

There is only one conclusion.

That is, Qi Zhaoming knew who the real owner of the Red Mansion was, and deliberately asked her to come and investigate.

Besides, Lin Moyu is the concubine of King Jing, so Qi Zhao is indirectly suspicious of King Jing!
Ning Jin was silent for a long time.

Thinking about who is better to chop with a knife now?
(End of this chapter)