Chapter 162

Concubine Qiao finally turned her head and glanced at Zhou Dun. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

She smiled slightly, and the pear vortex could see at first glance that she was a superb beauty when she was young.

"Okay, Hongu will go back."

She held the hand of the little eunuch beside her and stood up, walked a few steps and stopped.

"Did you decide that it was her?"

"You don't have to worry about it." Zhou Dun said coldly, kneeling straight facing the door in front of him.

Chen Chen rushed into Uncle Zhongxiao's mansion, and after thinking about it, he went to Mrs. Zhongxiao first.

"The county lord is here, you don't have to go to the academy today?" She smiled kindly and asked the old lady on the side to prepare the fruit bowl preserves.

"Auntie, don't bother." Chen Chen suppressed his anxiety and said with a smile: "I didn't go to the flower meeting yesterday, I'll come over to take a look today." ā€

Mrs. Zhongxiao didn't know that Chen Chen already knew the truth, and when she heard this, she said: "It's just that I'm infected with a little wind and cold, and I'm afraid that the atmosphere will be ruined." ā€

Chen Chen smiled and didn't speak.

After a few more polite words with Mrs. Zhongxiaobo, he hurried to Shen Meiru's courtyard.

When she entered, Shen Meiru was reclining on the pillow and holding a book and looking out the window, but she didn't even notice that she was coming.

"Hey!" She trotted over and patted her.

Shen Meiru looked back at her lazily, "Didn't go to school?" ā€

Chen Chen shrugged, sat down across from her and looked at her, and asked cautiously, "Are you okay?" ā€

"You want me to be okay, huh?"

"If you talk like that again, then I'll be gone." Chen Chen glared at her and asked the little maid next to her to find another pillow. She looked around for a long time, and asked Shen Meiru suspiciously: "Where is the girl with forsythia?" ā€

Shen Meiru didn't speak, but the loneliness in her eyes was in Chen Chen's eyes.

Chen Chen knew a little in his heart, and coughed to change the topic: "What did Mrs. Zhongxiao say?" ā€

Shen Meiru's head lowered lower.

A maid came over and stuffed the pillow behind Chen Chen, Chen Chen looked up at her, the little girl had bright eyes, and the corner of her mouth was faintly revealing a small tiger tooth when she smiled.

"What's your name?" Chen Chen asked.

"Slave Silver Needle."

"What a prickly scratch." Chen Chen laughed twice, and said casually: "Let's change the name to Forsythia." ā€

The maid named Yinzhen looked up at Chen Chen in a daze, then turned her head to look at her master for a long time, and saw that her master didn't make a sound, so she lowered her head and answered softly, "Yes".

Chen Chen waved his hand at her, and only after seeing her retreat did he lean forward and look at Shen Meiru: "Your mother is newly sent?" ā€

Shen Meiru nodded.

"I'm fine here, don't worry." She raised her head again and looked at Chen Chen with a smile, "Let's go to school." ā€

Chen Chen could see that she was very tired, and seeing that she didn't want to say more, she didn't ask more, so he patted her on the shoulder and went out.

The maid was still standing at the door of the house, and when she came out, she gave a blessing.

"Serve well." Chen Chen said in a low voice, "Shut up if you should say what you should say or not, don't know how to die when the time comes." ā€

The silver needle flickered.

Chen Chen hummed and strode away.

When she arrived at the academy, her husband had already started the first class, and he didn't even stop when he saw her come in, but Cheng Wen came very punctually today, and winked at her when she came in.

As soon as Mr. got out of class, Cheng Wen slid over on a stool, raised her eyebrows and asked, "What did you do in the morning?" ā€

Chen Chen glared at her.

remembered that he had made an appointment with Qin Zhi today to ask Qin Ying to come out, so he picked up his schoolbag and rushed out as soon as he learned.

"Hey!" Cheng Wen wanted to stop her, but she slipped away like a loach and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"How so!" Cheng Wen stomped her feet in anger, Ding Wanhua came over and patted her on the shoulder, and walked out of the classroom door with a smile.

She stuffed the book into her bag hatefully, and when she saw that Xie Zhi was still sitting in her seat not far away, she hurriedly walked over and said with a smile: "Do you want to go to the fireworks party together at night?" ā€

Xie Zhi apologized embarrassedly: "I still have to go to the night market......"

Cheng Wen looked up to the sky and shouted.

Xie Zhi smiled and began to pack up his books.

When Chen Chen arrived at the Shuotian Teahouse, Qin Zhi and Qin Ying had already arrived.

She walked in and said a few words to Qin Zhi to drive Qin Zhi out, then sat down in front of Qin Ying and said, "Do you know that the emperor's grandmother is going to marry you to your second cousin?" ā€

Qin Ying was stunned.

"You don't know?" Chen Chen was also stunned.

She thought that Qin Ying should be able to listen to some letters, and calling her out was to ask her what her plans were and what she could help.

Chen Chen told her everything about the conversation he heard that day.

"I see." Qin Ying answered, stood up and opened the door to go out.

"What are you going to do?" Chen Chen hurriedly grabbed her.

Qin Ying glanced at her, and suddenly smiled: "What else can you do, of course go and ask your mother." Do you think I won't be able to enter the palace? ā€

Chen Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

She watched Qin Ying go out, and Qin Zhi came in.

"You told her?" Qin Zhi asked.

Chen Chen nodded.

Qin Zhi wanted to speak and stopped, seeing Chen Chen looking out of the door anxiously, he still didn't say anything, and smiled and let her go into place.

"Have a cup of tea?"

"Okay." Chen Chen replied casually, casually picked up the cup of water and handed it to his mouth.

Qin Zhi hurriedly grabbed it, looked at her and persuaded: "It's man-made, don't worry." ā€

Chen Chen sighed.

"The King of Liao will leave today, what are your plans?" Qin Zhi said again.

Chen Chen came to his senses and frowned: "Aren't there still some days?" ā€

"It's ahead of schedule this morning."

Chen Chen was thoughtful.

Qin Zhi thought for a while, and then said: "Your cousin Chen Renling served as a grain and grass officer and followed the King of Liao on the expedition. ā€

Chen Renling?

Isn't that Chen Zhaozhi's eldest son?

Chen Zhaozhi was in charge of the household department, so he let his son serve as a grain and grass officer, hehe, interesting.

Chen Chen laughed and shook his head incessantly.

"Jin Jin you said last time, I asked people to check it." Qin Zhi took out an envelope from his sleeve and handed it to her.

Qin Ying stopped in front of the gate of the Qin Mansion, opened his fists and clenched them, got on his horse and galloped back to the Xishan camp.

"Captain Qin Lanling." The soldiers at the door saluted one by one.

Qin Ying took a few steps forward, thought of something, and retreated back and asked the young general next to the door: "Can you see that General Wei is out of the camp?" ā€

"General Yu, I haven't seen General Wei out of the camp."

Qin Ying nodded, and hurriedly went inside again.

It wasn't until she reached Wei Yu's camp headquarters that she stopped and took a slight breath.

Suddenly he hesitated, and looked at the door and walked hesitantly.

"General Qin." A big man stepped forward and greeted her with a smile, "Are you looking for Wei Yu?" ā€

Qin Ying gritted his teeth and said solemnly: "Yes, please ask General Gong to help me call it." ā€

"Hahaha." General Gong waved his hand and winked at her: "I understand." ā€

Qin Ying coughed uncomfortably.

General Gong stopped teasing her and went in along the gate, and after a while, Wei Yu walked out alone.

He was stunned when he saw Qin Ying, but he still nodded and asked, "Are you looking for me?" ā€

"Yes."

Wei Yu touched his nose and said, "Is there something wrong?" ā€

"General Wei, I like you!" (To be continued.) )