Thinking of the possible situation, Wei Feng shrank back, hugged Xu Jinzheng's arm tightly, was ruthless, and gritted his teeth, "Okay!" Here you go! ”

Xu Er smiled with satisfaction, and said to the little guy who followed him, "You and Shumo are sitting outside the car." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

After speaking, he pulled Wei Feng into the carriage, and the front of the Red Painting Museum was quiet.

The matchmaker sent the guests away, cautiously came to the third floor, and swallowed when she saw Aoki standing outside the door with a cold face. The original amorous posture has also become serious, "Aoki, is the master inside?" ”

Aoki glanced at the matchmaker, still with a cold face, and said, "Qingliu is inside, and the master said that if you come, let you wait first." ”

Where does the matchmaker dare to complain? Naturally, what the master says is what it is. He nodded and stood on Aoki's side.

A gust of wind blew through the open window, and a little dim candlelight in the room swayed gently, stretching the figure of Song Zizhou sitting for a long time.

Qingliu asked for peace and stood aside stiffly, while Song Zizhou sat at the round table, rubbing the wrench on his thumb. He knew that Qingliu must have doubts in his heart, but as a secret guard, he only needed to follow his master's orders.

"You have passed the three levels, tonight, as the guest of Yunyan Girl, you must find a way to get the jade pendant around her neck back."

Qingliu was puzzled, the Red Art Gallery was originally his master's property, if he wanted something? Just one command, where is there such a trouble?

looked up at Song Zizhou, only to see him put down the teacup in his hand, get up and leave the room, and knew that the prince didn't mean to explain.

Qingliu sighed, he better go and carry out the order!

As soon as Song Zizhou walked out of the room, he saw the matchmaker and Aoki standing aside, and when he saw him coming out, he hurriedly bowed.

Song Zizhou knew that she had doubts in her heart, but he didn't want to explain now, so he only ordered, "Matchmaker, you take Qingliu to Yunyan's room." ”

The matchmaker's eyes rolled, this cloud of smoke has been in the Red Art Museum for decades, the master has spent so much effort, what can't be said directly?

Song Zizhou went down the stairs leisurely in the eyes of the matchmaker and Qingliu, and a carriage similar to the magnificent carriage outside the Red Painting Museum was waiting outside, and the coachman saw Song Zizhou coming out, so he hurriedly squatted down and let Song Zizhou step on his back and get into the carriage.

Because it was late, Zhengrong did not go back to the Niutaishan Courtyard, but went back to his yard in Qinshui Lane.

After the lights went out at night, she remembered today's anomaly and the Dark Guard who had taken her place.

Zheng Rong frowned, and entered the space with a flash of thought, put away the fruitful wheat outside the Moon Palace, and then walked towards Wangchun Pavilion, there was no breeze in the space, so even if Zheng Rong was wearing a single shirt, he didn't feel cold.

The bright moonlight sprinkled on the surface of the river sparkling, and the mood of seeing it was better.

walked up to Wangchun Pavilion and found that Song Zizhou was already here, Zheng Rong found that he did not greet him with a smile as before, but with a cold face, he knew that he was angry.

Also, his secret guards have seen it, how can they not report it to him?

It's just that the young master of the Zhang family, shouldn't it be a moment of spring supper at this time?

Although Zheng Rong had doubts in his heart, he didn't dare to slack off, walked forward, sat on the stone bench obediently, and didn't dare to speak casually.

Song Zizhou had never seen such a grandiose appearance, he saw him sitting on a stone bench, his back was straight, his apricot eyes were wet looking at him, and his mouth was flat as if he was afraid of being scolded.

Looking at her like this, no matter how big the fire is, Song Zizhou can't get out.

But he couldn't just let him go so easily, Song Zizhou cleared his throat and asked, "Don't you have anything to say to me?" ”

Zhengrong thought to himself, sure enough, it is probably too late to admit his mistake at this time!

She raised her little hand and said timidly, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have gone to the Red Art Gallery." ”

Song Zizhou made up her mind to teach her a lesson, but she was unmoved, "What else?" ”

Zheng Rong thought about it, and didn't understand where else he had provoked this uncle.

He looked at him suspiciously and shook his head.

Song Zizhou looked at her self-consciousness that she hadn't made a mistake yet, and was a little annoyed, and reminded him, "Why are you with those gentlemen?" ”

Hearing her words, Zheng Rong was dissatisfied, "Wei Feng is now my brother-in-law!" ”

"Brother-in-law?!" Song Zizhou said in surprise, why did the second young master of the Wei Shangshu family suddenly get involved with Zheng Rong again?

Zhengrong nodded, "That's right! These people are all capable of something, and they are not as useless as people rumor on weekdays. At least they're good to me. ”

Saying this, Song Zizhou remembered An Yuezhi's hand on Zhengrong's shoulder, and his face darkened.

Zheng Rong glanced at Song Zizhou, whose face was inexplicably dark again, a little unclear.

saw Song Zizhou take her into his arms and pat her twice on the left shoulder, Zhengrong was a little hurt by him, and raised his head to look at him, "What are you doing?" ”

Song Zizhou's face was still dark, "Next time, I'll chop off his hand!" ”

Zheng Rong was stunned for a moment, thinking that only An Yuezhi was the one who hugged her shoulder today, and suddenly raised his head, "How do you know?!" ”

Song Zizhou was a little angry, shouldn't he bow his head and admit his mistake at this time? "Of course I saw it myself!"

"You? You're also in the Red Art Gallery?! ”

Zheng Rong was furious, and knocked off the hand on his shoulder, "I'm a girl's house, even if I go there, it's nothing, you go?" Didn't you say I'm the only one in this life?! How long has it been since you've changed your mind?! ”

After Zhengrong finished speaking, without waiting for Song Zizhou's explanation, he turned around and left, Song Zizhou was startled when he saw the reversal of the situation, where can he let Zhengrong go, if he really left, then I don't know when I will see you next time!

grabbed Zhengrong's arm and took her into his arms, Ren Zhengrong struggled in his arms but didn't let go, but Zhengrong was angry, and he didn't expect to go out of the space.

Song Zizhou waited for Zhengrong to calm down before whispering in her ear, "I went to the Red Painting Gallery because I heard that you went there, and besides, there are some things there." ”

Zheng Rong still flattened his mouth and ignored him, Song Zizhou reluctantly explained, "The Red Art Gallery was opened by my uncle's family, and it was given to me recently, and I went to hand it over today, can you see a small bunch of words on the signboard of the Red Art Gallery?" ”

When Zheng Rong went, she really didn't pay attention to the signboard of the Red Painting Gallery, but thinking of the secret guard she saw in the Red Painting Gallery, she was somewhat convinced, if Song Zizhou was not the owner of the Red Painting Gallery, how could the matchmaker have the courage to offend the young master of the five families at the same time?

"That young master of the Zhang family was sent by you?" Zhengrong asked.

Song Zizhou knew that Zheng Rong was going to settle accounts with him, and he didn't understand why his original advantage suddenly reversed. However, since Zheng Rong would be angry, it means that she is jealous, and Song Zizhou is a little relieved to think about it like this.

"Yes, Aoki is on a mission, and Yunyan has what I want." Song Zizhou replied.

Zheng Rong frowned, feeling a little strange, "Isn't this Red Art Gallery yours?" What do you want, more than just a word? (To be continued.) )