After Zhi’er played and got hungry, Qingi carried her and headed towards Ruizhu Palace.
As they passed a palace road, they saw a few eunuchs in the distance, carrying a wooden stretcher covered with a white cloth.
Qingi imdiately frowned and covered Zhi’er’s eyes.
"Princess, don’t look, be careful of bad luck."
The little one’s long, slender eyelashes fluttered, brushing against Qingi’s palm.
"Sister Qingi, are they carrying senmo?"
Qingi lowered her voice: "A dead person."
Zhi’er’s eyes widened instantly.
In the middle of their conversation, the eunuchs had already approached Qingi.
They quickly put down the stretcher and knelt to pay their respects.
"Greetings to the Princess from us servants! We didn’t know the Princess was also on this palace road and unintentionally disturbed her, please forgive us!"
Zhi’er did not understand why they spoke this way.
The little one’s voice was sweet and gentle: "It’s alright, it’s alright! Eunuch big brothers, where are you going?"
The eunuch replied: "Soone died in the Orange Garden, we servants need to carry him out of the palace."
Upon hearing about the Orange Garden, Zhi’er’s small body suddenly trembled.
Qingi asked: "How did he die?"
"Earlier, he went to the Clothes Cleaning Bureau, accidentally caught smallpox, his body was too weak, and before he finished a day’s dicine, he passed away."
Hearing this, the little eunuchs sighed, as if very worried: "The Orange Garden is small, he was basically looking after it by himself, now that he’s fallen ill, we might have to relocate that orange grove."
"Oh..." Qingi was surprised, then sighed: "Truly, the world is unpredictable."
Earlier, it was heard that Marquis Wan Feng Fuce had soone seal the Clothes Cleaning Bureau in the middle of the night.
Qingi thought he intended to act, to eradicate both the infected and the uninfected.
Unexpectedly, Marquis Wan did nothing.
Later on, those at the Clothes Cleaning Bureau took dicine found by the Princess, and they were cured one by one.
Yet, unexpectedly, the little eunuch from the Orange Garden still didn’t make it.
Qingi waved her hand: "The Princess is kind-hearted, she won’t bla you, quickly carry the person away."
"Wait!" At this mont, Zhi’er suddenly called out.
She twisted her small body and got down: "Let see him!"
Qingi followed closely: "Princess, you mustn’t touch him, even though he’s dead, the disease is very dangerous!"
Zhi’er walked to the stretcher side, seeing under the white cloth, an indistinct human shape was revealed.
The those in charge of carrying the stretcher, carefully lifted the white cloth.
The eunuch from the Orange Garden who had died was only about twenty years old.
Although his appearance was ordinary, to Zhi’er, he seed sowhat special.
"Could he read?" The little voice carried an almost imperceptible tremor.
The little eunuchs froze for a mont, and said: "The Princess must be jesting, we are all low-ranking palace attendants, naturally haven’t studied, we’re illiterate."
Suddenly, Zhi’er burst into tears with a "Waa" sound.
"Eunuch big brother, is it really you?"
The palace attendants present were all stunned, looking at each other in disbelief.
What happened to the little princess?
Zhi’er’s bright eyes, like pearls, tears rolled off her pink cheeks continuously!
She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, rubbing her face red.
Qingi quickly squatted down, gently soothing: "Princess, do you recognize him?"
Zhi’er’s little body shook with sobs, her soft cheeks flushed with pink due to crying.
She didn’t answer, her tear-washed black eyes kept gazing at the deceased orange garden eunuch.
Could it really be Brother Juzi?
Zhi’er originally thought it was possible that the Wuxiang Pearl was given by him.
Because, besides Father and that troubleso brother, only the little eunuch from the Orange Garden had heard her ntion the Wuxiang Pearl.
Unexpectedly, before she had the chance to find out, he died.
Thinking of this, Zhi’er cried even more bitterly.
At this ti not far away, Feng Fuce led a team of Xiu Luo Envoys passing by.
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