Hua Taijun lay on the chair, looked at Zhuo Shunwu, pulled a faint smile, and shook his head: "It's stuffy in the room, I'll come out to breathe." ”

"Let's go, it's getting late. Go back and rest. Zhuo Shunwu said half-bent over.

Hua Taijun nodded, stretched out his hand, and Yimei and Mama Cao on the side got up to help. Hua Taijun stood up with a slight slump and walked into the room tremblingly.

Yi Ju put away the fan and arranged the rocking chair and silk carpet behind her.

Hua Taijun walked slowly, and stretched out his finger to the west wing in the courtyard as he walked: "The osmanthus flowers at the back of the house are fragrant, and you will break two of them and insert them under the window tomorrow morning." ”

"Yes." Yimei replied softly and respectfully.

Mrs. Zhuo stood by the door, waiting for Yimei and Mama Cao to help Hua Taijun walk in one by one, and then he was ready to follow.

The moment Zhuo Shunwu just walked into the threshold, his body stiffened, and he retreated quickly and habitually to the side

'Boom'

The arrow feathers 'clanged' and shot straight at the door frame next to it.

The sudden sound frightened Hua Taijun, who was walking in front, for a moment, and then slowly turned around, and his eyes fell on the door next to Zhuo Shunwu. Eyes narrowed: "What's that?" ”

Yimei and Mama Cao glanced at each other, and the two looked at Mrs. Zhuo.

Mrs. Zhuo didn't answer, his eyes fell on a letter fixed in front of the arrow feather, first looked left and right, his eyes fell on the direction where the arrow feather came, and the empty summer night was still silent.

His face sank, he reached out and plucked the feather, unfolded the letter and looked at it. His face changed instantly, and then he put away the letter and quickly looked around.

"What's wrong?" Hua Taijun stood in place, supported by Yimei and Mama Cao, looking at Mrs. Zhuo with a sinking face and asked.

Mrs. Zhuo shook his head and looked up at Yimei and Mama Cao: "You guys should retreat first." ”

"Yes." Yimei responded to Mama Cao, and then retreated with a room of maids.

The sound of closing the door came, and Mama Cao stood outside the house and dismissed the maid who served in the main courtyard: "Let's go back and rest." ”

The maid and the maid answered, and then left the Jinhua Courtyard and went to the upside-down room.

In Jinhua Courtyard, only Mama Cao and Yi Mei were soon left guarding outside the main house.

Mama Cao turned her head, looked at Yimei who was standing on the side, and said softly: "You can also go back and rest, you have served all day today." ”

Yimei turned her head to look at Mama Cao and shook her head: "I'll be on duty with Mama at night, if I don't have it, I will have to send them later." ”

Listening to Yimei's words, Mama Cao didn't say anything more, just nodded: "Then I'll wronged you for a while." Saying that, Mama Cao turned her head again and looked at Yimei: "Your family affairs, the old lady has always remembered it, you have to make a decision earlier, you can't always drag it like this, you have become a half-old." ”

Yimei lowered her head slightly, listening carefully to the movements in the room while responding to Mama Cao's words.

In the house, Mrs. Zhuo walked straight to Hua Taijun's side, helped her to the couch and sat down.

"What's wrong?" Hua Taijun looked up at Mrs. Zhuo.

Mrs. Zhuo sat down next to Hua Taijun, turned his head to look at her, and his face was gloomy: "The letter from the Duke of Rongle County, the concubine Niangniang came to condole." ”

Hua Taijun frowned when he heard this, and turned his head to stare at Mrs. Zhuo: "Where is there such a condolence!" Thaksin and show me. With that, Hua Taijun stretched out his hand to Mrs. Zhuo.

Mrs. Zhuo handed the letter in his hand to Hua Taijun, Hua Taijun took it, unfolded it and looked at it, squinted his eyes and looked away, and then looked at it. Squinted again.

Then put the letter back into the hands of Mrs. Zhuo: "I can't read the words clearly, you read it to me." ”

Mrs. Zhuo took the letter, folded it directly, looked at Hua Taijun and said: "It's about condolences to the mother, besides" Saying, Mrs. Zhuo paused, turned his head to look at the room where there was no one anymore, turned around, suppressed his voice and said: "Besides, the letter said that if you can, the county prince will come to tell us about Concubine Lan tonight...... and the Zhuo family. ”

Hua Taijun listened, and his originally muddy voice suddenly opened, turned his head to look at Mrs. Zhuo, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Then, turning his head again, he stared at the vase on the large table in the center of the room, and pondered.

Mrs. Zhuo looked at Hua Taijun's appearance and did not interrupt silently. He knew it was something she was pondering. Originally, he had rarely bothered her with these things over the years, but this letter was shot next to her, and she would not ask.

Moreover, there were only the two of them in the main courtyard, and he could not understand the content of this letter for a while.

At this time, Hua Taijun turned his head and looked at Mrs. Zhuo: "How is he going to meet tonight?" ”

"We want to see it, so we go under the eaves and cough." As he spoke, Mrs. Zhuo raised his hand, put the letter in his hand on the candle flame, and lit it.

Hua Taijun listened to Mrs. Zhuo's words, turned his head, and said calmly: "See." ”

Mrs. Zhuo paused and looked up at Hua Taijun: "At this juncture, you know what it means to see what it means." ”

"It doesn't mean anything." Hua Taijun said in a calm voice, and then sat up straighter, holding the table next to him with one hand: "It's just to hear about Niangniang and the Zhuo family, and it doesn't mean anything." ”

As he spoke, Hua Taijun turned his head and looked at Mrs. Zhuo: "Although our Zhuo family has no eldest daughter, it is not without a daughter. Ping'er is the second princess of the definitive state, and what the Zhuo family wants is not up to others to decide. ”

Mrs. Zhuo listened to Hua Taijun's words and sighed slightly: "Han'er has already gone, what's the point of talking about this?" But it's a little more deadly involved. ”

In Mrs. Zhuo's opinion, although the eldest concubine and the second concubine died, there was still one in the third room. As long as the Zhuo family guards Ping'er well and marries into the second prince's mansion and sits on the only princess and concubine, there is no problem with the prince of the East Palace, so why bother to cause trouble.

Hua Taijun didn't reply, but just looked fixedly at the Ruyao azure glazed vase on the table, and said, "See." As she spoke, she looked at Mrs. Zhuo again: "Do you think Ping'er will be stable?" In these turbulent times, nothing is secure. ”

Mrs. Zhuo looked at Hua Taijun and didn't respond, but just turned around and stood up, then walked out of the door and looked at Mama Cao and Yimei who were waiting outside the door: "You two go back and rest first." ”

Mama Cao bowed to Yimei, gave up, and then walked out of the courtyard.

Mrs. Zhuo watched Mama Cao and Yimei's figures go out of Jinhua Courtyard and disappear on the long road, then he turned around and glanced around. After making sure that there was no one, he stepped out of the threshold, stood under the eaves, covered his mouth with his hands, and coughed.

After coughing, Mrs. Zhuo stood in place, his hands hanging at his sides, and looked around.

A moment later, I heard a voice nearby.

"General Zhuo."