Chapter Forty-Eight: Change (I)
Regarding Yan Tumao's bag drop, the palace was not alarmed at all, and the prison guards carried out their tasks as usual, all of them were in order, without any abnormality. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
But is that really the case?
The library platform of the West Ancestral Palace overlooks many scenes. At this time, a light girl was being made on the railing of the stairs under the eaves, her legs were rhythmically kicked in the air, and she did not care that her body fell from a high place a little off, she was leisurely humming a tune, and looking ahead with interest.
Father-in-law Liang appeared from the shadows and said gently, "How about such a day?" ā
The girl turned her head and looked at him with a smile in a pair of smart eyes, her fair face was clean and flawless, and at first glance it was the same as Zhao Heqiao's appearance, but when she looked closely, it was actually more bright, and she also revealed a little clever and eccentric.
Her demeanor is confident, and she speaks with a cheerful sweetness, "I like it very much." ā
Liang Gonggong smiled, stood next to her, looked at the place where Zhao Hewen had looked at before, and said disdainfully: "There are really few people in this palace who can handle it, and I haven't found it until now." ā
"Father-in-law, do you think we should inform our father?"
"No, he is naturally suspicious, and he will always go to prison several times, and those carving insect skills can't hide from him."
"Oh......" Zhao Hewen groaned and said without emotion: "That father-in-law has not been discovered by his father so far, but it is really ......"
"No," Liang Gonggong interrupted her, "He has already moved his mind, I can't make much movement recently, and you should be careful here." ā
"Heh......" Zhao Hewen swung her feet, left from the railing, held Liang's father-in-law's hand and said: "What about the father, as long as it is a useful chess piece, he will not be so quick to make a ruthless move, what we have is time consumption." ā
Gonggong Liang shook his head and said solemnly: "Sister-in-law, I said a long time ago, your greatest certainty is conceit, now that you are above the water, you should pay more attention to your actions." ā
"Yes." Zhao Hewen lowered her head, and impatience flashed on her face.
How could Liang's father-in-law not notice her emotional changes after many years of getting along, knowing that she was unhappy, he hurriedly put on a smile and said, "Don't talk about this, let me see your face." ā
Zhao Hewen raised her head and adjusted her expression and voice, "How?" ā
Father-in-law Liang was confused by her instantaneous change for a moment, and muttered, "Like, too similar." ā
Zhao Hewen nodded with satisfaction and returned to her own expression and demeanor.
Seeing that she was so happy, Liang's father-in-law suddenly felt a little stunned, and said to himself: "I don't know if it's right or wrong to make your face look like hers......
"Father-in-law?"
"Nothing."
Zhao Hewen's eyes flickered, and then she said seriously: "Father-in-law, this is what I want." ā
"But you can only stand up to her identity forever, and you can't be yourself." It's a little different from what he had in mind.
"What about her identity, I will do better than her!" Zhao Hewen's tone was a little excited.
Father-in-law Liang immediately pressed her shoulder to soothe her emotions, "My sister-in-law is very good, my father-in-law knows." ā
Zhao Hewen showed her face again, and suddenly heard movement downstairs, she glanced at Aunt Yang who was snooping, and said lightly: "She seems to have found out." ā
Father-in-law Liang took a step back and stood in the dark, "I'll dispose of her immediately." ā
"No," Zhao Hewen grabbed him, "Don't do anything in this place, she can't pose a threat at the moment, let's find another opportunity in the future." ā
"Okay," Father-in-law Liang touched her head, "I'll go back first." ā
"Father-in-law walks slowly."
"Yes."
After Liang Gonggong left, Zhao Hewen's face flashed with disgust.
She suddenly shouted to Aunt Yang, "Aunt Yang, what are you doing?" ā
Aunt Yang didn't expect to be discovered, and came out from behind the tree in a little embarrassment and said, "It's nothing, princess, do you want to eat dessert?" ā
Zhao Hewen smiled, "Okay, by the way, Aunt Yang, help me prepare hot water, I want to bathe." ā
"Okay." Aunt Yang left immediately after finishing her body, not daring to look at Zhao Hewen, muttering in her heart, sure enough, the princess came back this time not quite right.
And I don't know that Zhao Heqiao is a person, Zhao Heqiao didn't take the matter of being replaced by herself to heart at this time, she was more concerned about Zhao Heqing's situation, and after interrogating Yan Tumao, she was immersed in her thoughts and wandered outside.
She sat quietly in the crook of Zhao Shanyu's arm, listening to the hoarse voice singing the song that made people fall asleep when she was a child, and came back to her senses for a long time. The next moment, she closed her eyes again, sorting out the information in her head, although Yan Tumao didn't say that person, but from that person's attitude towards this matter, he must know something, maybe...... He and Zhao Heliang reached some kind of agreement...... Anyway, now it's time to rescue my brother first.
Thinking that it was only her who saved Zhao Heqing, Zhao Shanyu said: "During this period, Heqing should not be hard in their hands, so I plan to go to the Zongren Mansion to file a public trial, and let them overturn the case and release them on the spot." ā
"Let's hope it works." Zhao Heqiao sighed, and thought of the situation on Zheng Hou's side, so he discussed it with Zhao Shanyu.
"I've already left this matter to your Uncle Fan, you don't have to worry about it." Zhao Shanyu touched her granddaughter's face distressedly, and the little bit of meat that she had finally raised was gone.
"Got it, grandma."
What she said was that she knew.
After lunch, Zhao Heqiao said that she was tired and wanted to go back to her room.
Zhao Shanyu didn't say anything, so she let her go. didn't expect to turn the corner and change the direction to find Fan Jingtian.
Seeing that he was about to go out, she said without hesitation: "Uncle Fan, I'll go too." ā
"No! Didn't you hear what your grandma said? Fan Jingtian refused without thinking about it.
"I'm going!" Zhao Heqiao said firmly.
The two just stared at each other, and in the end, Fan Jingtian compromised.
He knew that his niece, he was always unable to deal with some things. Sighed, "Let's go." ā
Anyway, you can come and go freely with your own people.
Zhao Heqiao showed joy on her face and hugged his waist, "Thank you, Uncle Fan, but don't tell grandma about this." ā
"Let's go," Fan Jingtian shook his head.
At this time, the Zheng family was in a depression when they arrived in the front yard, a thin layer of ash was squeezed on the railing, the leaves were dry and sticky to the ground, and there was no one passing in the corridor. Zhao Heqiao and Fan Jingtian looked at each other, where is this what a noble mansion looks like.
They didn't dare to take it lightly, they checked every courtyard and corridor, and every door was tightly closed, if they could still faintly hear people's voices, they thought it was deserted.
"How so?" Zhao Heqiao whispered.
"Buckwheat, be vigilant." Fan Jingtian's soldier's perception told him that there must be something wrong here.
He opened a door casually, protected the lotus buckwheat behind him, walked in cautiously, and saw that there was a person lying on the bed, so he checked it, "There is still breath." ā
Zhao Heqiao glanced at it and asked, "Can you wake up this person?" ā
Fan Jingtian pinched the man's arm, and the bruised marks came out, but he was still not awake.
"Uncle Fan, let's go to another room and have a look."
They got to the next door and tried the same thing, but they still didn't wake up.
Zhao Heqiao frowned, "Go to the main room to see Zheng Hou." ā
"No," Fan Jingtian thought for a moment, "I heard a voice just now, let's go to that place first." ā
"It's fine."