Cao Zhi looked depressed, silent for a long time, his eyes full of guilt.

"It's been my father's dereliction of duty for you for so long," Cao Zhi raised his head, his eyes red. "Don't worry, I will definitely find a good marriage for you and a lady of great virtue and goodness as a wife for you."

"Thank you." Cao Miao showed a sincere smile for the first time. That's right, you have to be a father. If you owe me, you should make a supply of me.

Cao Zhi thought about it again and laughed. "It's okay that Cao Shuang is leaving, I've saved a lot of money. I'll send someone to Chenliu tomorrow and buy a few beautiful Hu Ji to serve you first. The maids in the mansion are not enough, so I'll buy some supplements by the way."

The smile on Cao Miao's face immediately disappeared. "That's my money!"

Cao Zhi looked at Cao Miao with a serious expression. "Those golden cakes were sent out by me."

“…”

Cao Zhi stood up, dusted his sleeves, and looked around. "Your Majesty has given you something. I'll send it to you if you want something."

Cao Miao was very upset. "Do you have a pillow?"

"Pillow?" Cao Zhi didn't react for a moment.

"The pillow used by Queen Zhen."

Cao Zhi's pale face turned red in an instant and his expression became awkward. He wanted to calm down and scold Cao Miao for a few words, but when his eyes touched Cao Miao, he felt guilty and subconsciously moved away, and in an instant he seemed like a young man who had been caught in an affair.

Cao Miao could see clearly, and the gossip fire in his heart was burning. In fact, he was just saying it, not believing that Cao Zhi and Mrs. Zhen really had a relationship. But looking at Cao Zhi's expression, it didn't seem like a rumor. Could it be that Cao Zhi really had the habit of cuckolding Cao Pi and liked his older sister-in-law.

"You just said that my mother died because Cui Yan supported the aristocratic family and had nothing to do with you." Cao Miao looked serious, with a hint of anger and a hint of mockery, and performed a son who had resentment towards his biological father in a slight way. "Do you dare to say it again?"

"Uh..." Cao Zhi said to him.

"Who is "Guan Marriage Fu" written? What's going on "Guan Juan Fu"?" Cao Miao pressed step by step, not giving Cao Zhi a chance to hesitate. He had read Cao Zhi's relevant information, and based on his remaining memories, he could roughly infer some things, and he deliberately said it vaguely, forcing Cao Zhi to make up for it himself.

The brain is closer to the truth, which will force the other party to enter the memory mode and fall into the situation at that time and cannot extricate itself, thereby revealing more information. This is a skill that I learned from police and gangster films and spy films. It is not good to deal with cunning criminals, but it is more than enough to deal with an old boy like an ignorant boy like Cao Zhi.

Sure enough, Cao Zhi suddenly panicked, his eyes wandered, and he no longer had the steadiness and majesty of being a father. "I... I was young at that time, and I was a husband for the first time, and I didn't... I didn't understand these. Besides, how did I know that your mother not only knew the words, but also was proficient in poetry and essays..."

Cao Miao snorted, full of contempt.

Cao Zhi stomped his feet and fled in panic. Before Cao Miao could react, he was gone.

Cao Miao secretly regretted it. It was rare to have the opportunity to meet. He still had a lot of things to explain to Cao Zhi, but he was screwed up by an impromptu performance. But then again, is Mrs. Zhen really so beautiful? It would be fine to charm Cao Pi, who was a few years younger, but it could still make Cao Zhi, who was nearly ten years younger than her, be immersed in his soul. After so many years, his face was so enthusiastic that he was so heartbroken when he mentioned it.

Seeing Cao Zhi leaving, Ah Hu and the other two returned to Cao Miao and planned to go back to their homes. It was getting late, and they practiced for a long time and were so hungry that they were roaring. They just wanted to go back to eat, take a shower, cool off early, and rest.

Cao Miao put away all the messy thoughts, with a calm face, and a gloomy gaze swept back and forth twice on Ah Hu and Qingtao's face.

Ahu, Qingtao's heart trembled, and subconsciously held his breath.

"Are you my servants or the servants of the king?"

"Of course it's... the prince's attendant." Ah Hu laughed with her.

"Then should you listen to my orders or to the king's orders?" Cao Miao stood up, held his hands, and paced back and forth twice. "Did I let you go? You ran so fast."

"Prince, this... is the rule in the mansion. Although we... are the prince's servants, we are still people in the mansion after all, so we can't ignore it."

"Yeah?"

Ahu wanted to say something else, Qingtao gave a wink and knelt on the ground. "Prince, my maid is wrong, please punish me." Ahu also knelt down, not daring to say another word.

"Reflect on it carefully, and then go back after you figure it out." Cao Miao said, lifting his legs, Hongxing waited for him and putting on his shoes, and strolling towards the west gate of the palace.

Hongxing didn't know what was going on, but she didn't dare to ask, so she looked at Qingtao for help. Qingtao winked at her and signaled her to follow Cao Miao. Hongxing didn't dare to be negligent, and hugged the seat and followed her in a row.

Ah Hu knelt on the ground, looking at Cao Miao's back, and was a little confused. When Cao Miao entered the mansion, he asked quietly: "Sister Qingtao, what's wrong with the prince? Are you angry when you have a bad conversation with the king?"

Qingtao glanced at Ah Hu and sighed. "Ah Hu, if the king asked you about the prince, would you say it?"

"This...can't be said?"

"Of course, we can't say that the prince treats you and me differently from ordinary slaves. Naturally, we cannot be like ordinary slaves, first the king and then the prince. Remember, from today on, we have only one master, that is, the prince. Only the prince's order is the order. Other people's words, including the king, do not need to listen unless they obtain the prince's permission."

Ah Hu suddenly realized. "That's right."

"Of course this is the case. If not, how could the prince trust us and how could he entrust us with the secret matters?" Qingtao stood up. "Will you tell you all your thoughts?"

"Of course." Ah Hu didn't think about it.

"Then did you tell you about Cuiyu's bath last time?"

"I..." Ah Hu jumped up, his white face turned red. "How do you... know?"

Qingtao glanced at Ah Hu, ignored him, turned around and walked towards the peach tree that had just been practicing, intending to practice for a while in the afterglow of the sunset.

Ahu was anxious, and caught a step, reached out and put his hand on Qingtao's shoulder, trying to grab Qingtao and ask for clarity. Unexpectedly, Qingtao held Ahu's hand with one hand, and walked around Ahu's ribs with the other, pressed Ahu's arm against him, pressed down hard, and turned around and raised his knees, and with a "bang" sound, hit Ahu's face.

Ah Hu was caught off guard and was hit by the front, and his nose was bleeding. Qingtao was shocked with a blow, and quickly let go of Ah Hu and looked at his hands in disbelief.

Ah Hu covered his face and touched the blood in his hand. He suddenly became anxious and screamed. "Qingtao, are you crazy, are you doing this so cruelly?"
Chapter completed!