Outside the palace gate of the Chu Palace, Ye Xiangru walked out of the cave room after eating the banquet, and suddenly realized that there was one person missing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, did you see Cheng Jia tonight? Why didn't I seem to see him all night. ”

Cheng Qingqing pouted and said, "My brother was beaten again a few days ago, in order to be the best man for Brother Ziyan, I came here today, I must have gone back in advance because of the discomfort on my back." ”

Zhou Jinghua said anxiously when she heard this, "Then I'll go first, I'll go and see how Brother Jia is doing." ”

She was always worried about whether Cheng Jia had something wrong, so she left halfway.

Cheng Qingqing said that it may indeed be a back injury that has flare-up.

"Why have you been revolving around Cheng Jia alone lately!" Ye Xiangru asked strangely, "I don't see you caring about me." ”

"I'm also curious, why Sister Jinghua only cares about my brother alone. Cheng Qingqing snorted coldly and didn't explain for her, "I don't care about other people." ”

Look at what she herself says, how can there be a married woman.

Every day he ran to a man's house.

Even if you want to get engaged.

But the marriage has not yet been decided.

"Who told me to grow up with Brother Jia since I was a child, and I am very affectionate!" Zhou Jinghua smiled and didn't explain much, and left first after saying goodbye to everyone, "Uncle Cheng also likes me and treats me as his daughter, so I naturally feel a little closer to Brother Jia." Okay, without further ado, I'll go and go home. ”

Cheng Qingqing saw her leave, and also led people away.

"Alas, one or two are gone, it's such a good day today," Ye Xiangru said in the back, "Let's drink the next one!"

"What to drink?" Zhao Ming shook his head and sneered, "You guy who can't even drink women, don't ask us to drink in the future!"

"That's not a woman!" Ye Xiangru felt annoyed when he thought of the mess that had been put down by Si Jian repeatedly, "That's a tigress!"

"Haha, tigress, you marry her back!" Zhao Ming said with a smile.

When everyone heard this, they also laughed, "That's it, don't you just want to find someone to accompany you to practice martial arts and drink every day?"

"Well, there's one right now. ”

"I also think this sword girl is just right. ”

"You see that Ziyan has married her daughter, you have married Si Jian, and you will just get together in the future. ”

"Don't!" Ye Xiangru shook his head like a wave drum.

"Then do I still want to turn over in this life?"

"It's not like I'm being pressed by Ruo Ao Ziyan forever!"

"Ha, did you turn over?"

Everyone laughed and parted in front of the palace gate.

The night was deep, Zhou Jinghua came to Chengfu, said hello to Cheng Dechen, and ran to the backyard to find Cheng Jia, but as soon as he came in, except for the old doctor who shook his head and scolded the "stupid boy" at a painting, and Jing'an, who was always lazy on the side, there was no second person.

"Doctor, where is Brother Jia?" asked Zhou Jinghua.

"Didn't he go to that lady's wedding?" replied the doctor, with a look on his face Why did you ask such a stupid question.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Zhou Jinghua frowned when she heard this, and then stepped forward curiously and asked, looking like a portrait of a woman from a distance.

"Nothing!" the old doctor quickly put away the portrait.

"Then you can show me. Seeing him like this, Zhou Jinghua's heart suddenly felt as if she had been scratched by a cat.

It felt like I had stumbled upon some secret.

The old doctor shook his head when he heard this, but he didn't give it, and he turned around and took the painting and was about to leave.

When Zhou Jinghua saw this, she didn't know if she had been stabbed by Cheng Qingqing in the past few days, and a fire in her heart went straight up.

They all know her future identity, but they treat her as an outsider one by one.

Even Cheng Jia was lukewarm to her, not far or close.

Zhou Jinghua's apricot eyes sank and asked, "Is this how Uncle Cheng regulates his subordinates?"

Hearing this, the old doctor looked back at the young woman who suddenly changed color, "I'm not a subordinate, I'm a famous doctor invited by a stupid boy." ”

"Hmph, that's just a person with a high status in the house. Zhou Jinghua looked at him with disdain, in the eyes of these nobles, even if you are a peerless famous doctor, you are just for them to send, give you a few thin noodles, if you open a dyeing room, it is a big stupidity.

"Bring me the painting, give it to me!" Zhou Jinghua stretched out his hand and ordered.

It's like a hostess.

"No, it's a stupid boy's drawing. The old doctor took two steps back with the painting in his arms.

"Don't give it?" Zhou Jinghua's eyes sank slightly, and she said in a deep voice, "Okay, I'm going to ask Uncle Cheng, the people in their house are such a way of hospitality." When he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"Hurry up, you give it to her, don't you just take a look, and there won't be a piece of meat. Otherwise, maybe he will cause trouble for his son again and beg for a beating. Jing'an, who was originally on the side, hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the painting and presented it to Zhou Jinghua.

"Alas, you can't give it!" cried the old doctor, but he couldn't stop it.

Zhou Jinghua hooked her lips and smiled with satisfaction, looked at Jing'an, took the painting, and slowly unfolded it.

But the smile has not yet reached the bottom of the eye.

His face suddenly turned pale.

"Huanghuang?"

"Why did she draw it?"