Zhiting was smiling, smiling happily, smiling heartily. But Gu Ming felt that the deepest part of her heart was so sad.

Because of her love, she was not reciprocated at all.

Moreover, she knew that she would not get a response, and there was no way to give up.

Whether it is the third lady or Zhiting, when she sees them suffering for love, she will feel distressed.

It's just a pity that outsiders can never help with love.

This time, Mr. Song's luck was very good, he inquired about a small courtyard that Zhang Shujun had placed in Dongfang a year ago, and hurriedly led people straight there-

Then, he really found him.

Seeing such a big formation, Zhang Shujun was not in a hurry or in a hurry, and slowly ate the squeaky chicken wings in his own hand.

"The roasting heat is just right, Mr. Song, don't you want to eat one?" He slowly raised his head, looked at the person standing at his table in front of him, with a cold face, tapping the table with his knuckles, and asked indifferently.

Mr. Song said coldly: "Thank you, I have already eaten it before I came out...... However, the emperor is still waiting for Zhang Tianshi, and he still hopes that Zhang Tianshi can speed up. ”

"Slow down, shouldn't you want to see it? You can blame me for this. Zhang Shujun was still eating unhurriedly, admiring while eating, "Xin Niang's craftsmanship is getting better and better, not to mention that the chicken wings are grilled just right, and the amount of honey is just right, it is really convinc......ing to eat."

Mr. Song listened to him mention Xin Niang, who grilled chicken wings, and his face suddenly darkened.

What kind of Xin Niang is this, she is the most outstanding cook in the "nineteenth floor" in the capital before the six princes went to Fan.

The nineteenth floor is indeed a very powerful green building, but there are not only girls in the green building. In order to attract guests to the door, the Qinglou also took great pains.

It's like the dishes made in the Qinglou, except for some big salt merchants who have no way to waste money and don't know how to waste them, there is generally no place to compare with them in terms of exquisite craftsmanship and complicated craftsmanship.

It's like the plate of chicken wings that Zhang Shujun eats now, which looks ordinary and simple, but in fact, the effort spent on these chicken wings is no less than that on Yangzhou's famous dish "Buddha Jumping Over the Wall".

Mr. Song was angry, of course, not because he ate chicken wings and ate them so slowly...... The reason why he was really angry was because of the meaning of Zhang Shujun's words.

He was just reminding himself, reminding the fourth master, that the old emperor is not just his son now...... There's also a sixth.

Otherwise, where is the food not delicious, you have to eat the secret chicken wings on the nineteenth floor? The place where he lives is far from the nineteenth floor!

"When Zhang Tianshi saw that he came to invite him personally, he should be able to understand the intention of the prince." Mr. Song tried his best to control his temper and said to Zhang Shujun very kindly.

Of course, now is not the time to fall out with Zhang Shujun.

Zhang Shujun said lightly, with a hint of teasing at the corner of his mouth: "Isn't it different?" I don't see anything different. What the Eighth Prince did before was for that position, and the Ten Princes did it for that position, isn't it still for this position? So the question is, isn't what the four princes are doing now for this position, but for his last brother to sit in this position? ”

As he spoke, he himself thought it was too ridiculous, and laughed out loud.

And Mr. Song's face has turned black to the color of pickles.

He has never been a person who works with his tongue, and now there is no way to compete with Zhang Shujun for the limelight on this tongue.

However, he has a way to deal with Zhang Shujun.

"Come on, please ask the Heavenly Master to go." After speaking, he turned around and left, unwilling to say anything more to Zhang Shujun.

Before he left the room, Zhang Shujun lowered his face, put down the chicken wings that were still gnawing in his hand, took a wet cloth, and wiped his hands seriously.

Actually, he doesn't like to eat chicken wings...... I don't like this thing very much.

There is too little meat and too many tiny bones, so there is really no point in eating.

But the rest of the things on the nineteenth floor made him tasteless.

Relatively speaking, this is already the most acceptable thing for him.

The things made in the green building, I don't know why, always have a faint smell.

Before he had finished wiping his hands, the person who had come to invite him had already stood at the table with a straight face, waiting for him with a calm face.

Zhang Shujun was still not in a hurry, and slowly wiped his hands, until every finger was wiped clean, and then he laughed and stood up.

"Since you're in such a hurry, I'll go...... But don't regret it. He laughed, pushed away the little boy who was a little nervous, and strode forward.

Mr. Song followed behind with a heavy gaze and walked out as well.

When they arrived at the emperor's bedroom, Ning Yuqing, who received the news, had already arrived, and when they saw Zhang Shujun coming, they hurried to catch up.

Then, quietly, he took a good look at him.

This man is so mysterious, so mysterious that no one can understand him and understand what he is really doing.

Zhiting got the news from Gu Ming and knew that Zhang Shujun was coming, so she immediately panicked.

"Don't you want to see him?" Gu Ming asked softly, "Don't you miss him very much?" ”

Zhiting was in a panic, she didn't even know how to place her hands and feet, and she spun around the room quickly, muttering constantly: "What should I do, what should I do, whether to go or not?" To go or not to go? Will he be angry when he sees me? What if he's going to be angry with me? ”

"You ......" Gu Ming wanted to hold her and say something, but Zhiting suddenly jumped up like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, and then ran out quickly.

Her light skills are so good, she runs out with all her might, where can Gu Ming hold it?

She shook her head and had to give up.

Actually, she really wanted Zhiting to see Zhang Shujun, at least, if she had anything to say, it was much better to say it clearly in person than to keep everything in her heart.

But who could have known that Zhiting would not even have the courage to see Zhang Shujun?

Gu Ming was very suspicious of what she said just now, she still dared to follow Zhang Shujun, wherever he went, she would go?

I won't chase it all the time, but I don't even dare to show my face, right?

"If you like him, at least, you have to let him know." Gu Ming shook her head and said with a sigh.

She wanted to see him and ask him if the person who stood there looking at her and Ning Yuqing that day was him?

Although she had a faint number in her heart, she didn't know why, but she was very afraid that he would nod and admit it.