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Opposite the house, there is a teahouse built opposite each other.

Fukangan took Fuying up to the second floor, found a place near the window and sat down, and opened a window lattice, so that you could see the situation in front of the main entrance of the villa across the street.

"Are you sure you've got the message?" asked Fukangan, looking out the window, with a look of uncertainty in his eyes.

"Back to the third master, this matter was personally ordered by the slave, and there will be no mistakes. ”

Fukangan didn't say anything after hearing this.

The tea on the table was steaming, and when it was cold, it was changed to hot, and finally it was replaced with three lamps, and Fukangan picked it up.

He drank the tea in one go, put down the cup, and then asked, "What time is it?"

"Third master, when I first entered the Shen. Fu Ying replied.

The time agreed upon in the message is the hour of the deuter.

It's just that before going out today, I planned to go to Yinglian Mansion to see Mrs. He, so I went out an hour early.

He and his wife couldn't see it, so they had to come here directly.

Fukangan's eyes swept left and right in the villa outside the window, but no one came, and the string that had been tense under his heart seemed to show signs of relaxation.

Since she didn't come, does it mean that the relationship between her and Brother Eleven is not as it is in the letter?

Those letters may have been deliberately framed by someone whose handwriting was very similar to hers......

Fukangan almost forcibly suppressed the reason in his head, with a fluke in his heart.

It has nothing to do with anything else, just because the state of mind in the past few days has been too difficult for him, and if there is a trace of evidence that can reverse the truth at the moment, he will definitely hold on to it, and the trance is regarded as a life-saving straw.

It's like the last struggle before a person is about to drown.

It is precisely because he cares too much that he is like this, knowing that he is deceiving himself, but he would rather use this ephemeral illusion to appease himself.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, but no one came, Fukangan stood up suddenly.

"Go home. There was a 'relief' in his tone that could not be concealed.

"But the third master ......" Fuying stood in place, looking hesitant and hesitant.

Seeing that he hadn't followed for a long time, Fukangan turned around and twisted his eyebrows and reprimanded: "Are you deaf?"

"Third master, people are coming...... Fu Ying said very slowly.

Fukangan's face froze.

"Who's coming?" his tone was extremely stiff.

"I think it should be the Jin family and the second miss of the Jin family. Fu Ying could hear and see that his third master was vaguely evading, but this kind of thing, even if he escaped the past for a while, the future would just be more bitter.

It's better to recognize the reality earlier, and cut this disturbing mess quickly.

Fukangan clenched his fists and walked quickly to the window.

Outside the window lattice, it was clearly visible that in front of the originally unmanned garden, there was an extra carriage at some point, and a woman who was helped down by the maid from the carriage was dressed in a green shirt and covered with a fence on her head.

But Fukangan still recognized it at a glance.

Such a posture and such a temperament have long been engraved into his eyes and heart, and it is impossible for him to admit it no matter what......

She actually came.

With a vague message such as "The eleventh master asked Miss Jin Er to meet outside the palace tomorrow", she came here.

It can be seen that she and the eleventh elder brother have indeed had private meetings in this garden many times, as the letter said......

That's right......

Not only did he match the contents of the letter, but also the fact that he had met Jin Rongyue twice in this Dingfulou Street - but at that time, he never had the slightest suspicion of her, and he never thought that her so-called "incense" was actually here to have a secret meeting with others!

Fukangan's eyes lit up for a while, and the pain in his chest was surging and real, causing him to slump uncontrollably on the chair.

"Third Master!"

Fu Ying hurriedly stepped forward to hold his arm.

But in an instant, the blood on Fukangan's face had faded, and even the thin lips that were tightly pursed had turned the color of iron blue.

He had hardly eaten in recent days, let alone closed his eyes, and he had been thinking about it all day long, immersed in earth-shaking blows, and if it weren't for the fact that his body was stronger than the average person, and supported by the last trace of uncertain fantasy in his heart, he was afraid that he would have collapsed.

And now, even this last trace of luck has been cut off by his own hands.

Many consciousnesses were mixed in the brain, but in just a moment, all of them disappeared.

"Third master, third master!"

……

"Eldest sister has come back from the palace?"

Feng Shuzhi took Xiao Yezi to Tangyuan, still holding a book in his arms.

Qin Yan happened to come out of the hall, and when she heard him ask the maid, she said with a smile: "Mrs. has just come back from the palace, but Duke Zhongyong has come to the house, and Mrs. is talking to Duke Zhongyong in the front hall at the moment." ”

Feng Shuzhi was surprised: "Zhongyong Gong is here again?"

I used to come almost every other day, which was already frequent, but today it was even worse, I had already come once in the morning, and now I came again......

He was surprised, the idea of He Shen's injury in Yunnan, can he really talk about it these days?

Feng Shuzhi scratched his head and left in confusion.

At this time, in the main hall of Yinglian Mansion, Xiao Xing supported the maids who were originally guarding in the hall, and guarded outside the hall with Xiaoxian.

In the hall, Cheng Yuan's always calm and waveless face was full of excitement at this time.

He sat in a high-backed chair, his hands tightly clinging to the relief on the side of the chair, and his eagle eyes were slightly red.

Looking at "Feng Jiwen" sitting opposite, he almost stood up tremblingly and wanted to step forward.

It didn't even take for Concubine Taifei to speak, he recognized at a glance her true identity hidden under the disguise technique.

“…… Green contention. ”

He called, his voice hoarse and quivering.

"Sit down and talk. Concubine Guo glanced at him and said coldly.

Cheng Yuan nodded in a trance and sat back as he said.

"I haven't seen you for more than thirty years, and you're pretty good at researching the menaceous doorways now. ”

"I can't do anything about it. Cheng Yuan smiled bitterly for a moment and said, "You should also know that even if you don't come to see me, I will never really break into the palace to look for you—I will only think of some other ways to force you to come." ”

In any case, he couldn't do anything to put her safety at risk.

"But you're here anyway. Cheng Yuan looked at her and said, "I know that you still want to see me." ”

The corner of the concubine's eyes twitched.

"At this age, you need to pay more attention to your words, such frivolity is inevitably disrespectful to the old. "She's very old-fashioned.

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