In Zhao Jingkang's eyes, he has never seen Zhang Qingyuan with such a complexion, and although he is often angry in his impression, his appearance is not so hideous.

It's like having a deep hatred with someone, this kind of Zhang Qingxuan made Zhao Jingkang's heart tremble, and he was a little afraid.

I don't know what she meant, and Zhao Jingkang doesn't plan to stay here any longer.

"Mother, it's okay, the son-in-law will leave first, and I'll come to see you another day." stood up and blessed Zhang lightly.

Seeing that Zhang Qingxuan didn't speak, it should be allowed, and Zhao Jingkang walked out of the Ronghua Palace.

While walking, I still couldn't help muttering in my heart, what's wrong with the mother?

After a few days of such peace, since that palace banquet, Yan Rumeng has never left the house, so naturally he can't see Zhao Jing'an.

Sitting on the couch by the window, holding his chin with one hand, he looked at the heavy rain outside, sighing.

For so many days, that person didn't even send a message, and the whole thing disappeared like this, is it difficult to find him by yourself?

There was a little more complaint in my heart.

I may have felt it in my heart before, but I was suppressed it, but now, all of them are let go, and naturally, many emotions will gush out.

If they don't see each other for a day, they won't miss it if they haven't seen each other for so many days?

I don't know what that person is doing? When I didn't want to see him before, I often appeared in the house, but now I want to see him, but I haven't been here once.

People, sometimes it's just cheap bones!

Standing on the side, the green bamboo and the red tassel were embroidering handkerchiefs next to them, looking at the appearance of their own young lady sighing, they were curious, their eyes gestured to the green bamboo, and asked in a low voice: "Alas, green bamboo, what's wrong with the miss?" Why did you feel that the young lady had changed after coming back from the palace banquet? ”

It's not a daze every day, sighing, or giggling with an unknown thing.

Midoritake shook his head, "I don't know." ”

Seeing that the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and there were raindrops floating into the window, Hongying immediately stepped forward, "Miss, it's raining heavily, close the window!" ”

The slightest cold rain dripped on the cheeks of Yan Rumeng, and the coolness stole his heart, and he wiped it away with his hand, "When will this rain stop?" He muttered to himself.

"Huh? What do you say, Miss? The red tassel next to him didn't hear clearly, so he couldn't help but ask.

Yan Rumeng didn't answer, stretched slightly, yawned, and walked to the bed.

Lying on the bed, I looked at the curtain above my head in a daze, the weather was dark, and the faint wind blew, and the curtain shook slightly, casting a shadow in the dim yellow candlelight, which looked terrifying.

In a daze, I seemed to hear someone talking outside, and just about to fall asleep, my shoulders were gently shaken, and the voice of green bamboo came into my ears, "Miss, someone from the palace is waiting for you outside!" ”

Fortunately, I haven't fallen asleep yet, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten up so easily.

After cleaning up a little, he walked to the door, only to see an old woman in palace clothes standing at the door, standing outside the door at this time, seeing her coming, bowed slightly.

"Smoke girl, my mother wants to see you!" Without waiting for Yan Rumeng to ask, the old lady spoke first.

There is no need to guess, Yan Rumeng naturally knows who the mother in her mouth refers to?

"Mama came from afar, and it was raining heavily on the road, so it would be better to go first and drink a cup of hot tea, and it would never be too late to leave." Since it is to enter the palace, it will naturally take some time to prepare.

The palace was promoted in a hurry, and people saw it, and they thought that the Yan family had no etiquette.

"Thank you, girl, old slave, it's just that there are still many things waiting for the old slave to deal with in the palace."

"Wait a little longer, and let me go in and change my clothes."

He glanced at Lu Zhu, "Lu Zhu, treat Mama well!" ”

When he entered the inner room, his face was finally revealed, "Hongying, wait a while, I'll leave, you go to King An's Mansion immediately, inform Prince An, and say that I have entered the palace, do you know the way?" As he spoke, he changed his clothes and wore a light green floor-length skirt with a short-sleeved jacket on the outermost side.

"Zhilu has said, miss!"

After putting on the big velvet, he followed the grandmother into the carriage.

The road was silent, and Yan Rumeng wanted to ask the grandmother a few words, but looking at the face, he knew that he was not a good person.

Although there is respect everywhere between words and deeds, looking at the face and eyes, the smoke is like a dream, and she must not have put herself in her eyes.

Come to think of it, this person is estimated to have been in the palace for many years, and he naturally has a lot of power, and who wants to enter the palace with her head squeezed, which one can't rush to slap her?

Naturally, how could an old man who is used to seeing all kinds of characters take this tender girl in his eyes?

It's just following orders!

Since there was nothing to say, he simply closed his eyes and closed his eyes like a dream.

In the quiet carriage, in addition to the faint sound of breathing, there was the sound of the rain outside, and the depressing eyes that fell on him.

I don't know how long it took, the carriage finally stopped, Yan Rumeng opened his eyes, and saw that the grandmother got out of the car, and there was an extra umbrella in her hand at some point, and there were two palace maids standing behind her, also holding umbrellas.

"Smoke girl, it's here!" The old woman stretched out her hand and motioned for Yan Rumeng to get out of the car.

Put his hand on the old woman's hand, get out of the carriage, and in a blink of an eye, the sight is the flying crane Liudan standing in the mist and rain, the magnificent palace.

Following the guidance of the old lady, when I arrived at the door of the main hall, I looked up with three gilded characters: "Ronghua Palace!" ”

Before he entered, he vaguely heard laughter from inside, lowered his head, and didn't dare to look more, "The girl is waiting now, and the old slave goes in to report to the mother!" As he spoke, he took the umbrella in his hand to the maid next to him, and went in by himself.

After a while, that; The old lady came out, "Smoke girl, the mother told you to go in." ”

Glancing left and right, he raised his feet and entered the main hall, turned a corner, and could vaguely see the woman sitting on the main seat along the glass curtain, and there was a woman sitting next to the woman, far away, unable to see clearly.

A faint fragrance of pear blossoms wafted into the nostrils, and the warm hall quickly dried the rain splashed on the body, and the pores of the whole body spread out.

Walking into the curtain, the palace maids standing on both sides immediately lifted the curtain.

stepped in, walked to a distance of almost three meters from the main position and knelt down, "Yan's daughter is like a dream, please give Niangniang goodbye, Niangniang Wanfu Jin'an!" ”

The laughter of the upper seats stopped, but the voices of the upper seats were not seen for a long time, and in the whole hall, everyone held their breath, only the sound of the tea lid hitting the teacup.

When Yan Rumeng felt that his knees were numb, the voice of anticipation finally came: "Get up!" "Slowly, faintly, full of alienation and arrogance.

"Xie Niangniang!"

Bowing his head slightly, he stood up, squinting at it, it turned out that it was Zhang Wanru who was next to the concubine.

"Sit down!" Feeling Zhang's scorching gaze, Yan Rumeng sat down on the chair below.