The lakeside pavilion is the place where Zhao Hehuan and Wang Zheng meet, and the evening breeze by the lake is sparsely populated. Because it is summer, there is still the sound of frogs, and the lotus flowers in the lake are blooming, which is more distinctive than the chrysanthemums artificially cultivated on the head of the little county lord.

As soon as the little county lord saw Wang Zheng, it was like seeing his father, so he hurriedly ran over, ran to Wang Zheng, raised his head and asked: "Uncle Wang Zheng, you actually went behind my back to meet with other women, and you still had a private meeting in such a secret place, you simply don't put the county lord's face in your eyes, it's simply unbearable." ”

After the little county lord finished questioning, Zhao Hehuan just walked up to Wang Zheng and sat down. When I heard this, I couldn't cry or laugh, and my face was slightly embarrassed. And Wang Zheng picked her up and looked at Zhao Hehuan with deep meaning in his eyes. In the end, he is also a man who has never experienced marriage, and his face is still a little red. However, relatively speaking, he is much calmer than Shan Jingyuan.

Seeing this, Zhao Hehuan sighed slightly in his heart. In the end, he is the son-in-law of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and this kind of bearing is something that Jingrong can't catch up with. How blind was the original owner to give up Wang Zheng and plunge into Jingrong's arms. Wang Zheng gives people the feeling of being atmospheric and tolerant, and getting along with him will not make people feel embarrassed, and he guards the style of a gentleman everywhere. is not a gentleman who Jingrong deliberately pretends to be, but what comes out of his bones is the temperament of a gentleman Rulan.

Zhao Hehuan sat down and nodded at Wang Zheng, which was a gesture. At this time, seeing Wang Zheng's real person, Zhao Hehuan also felt that marrying him was not a difficult thing. Even if there is no love, at least you can raise your eyebrows for the rest of your life like a friend. It's a lot better than marrying Jingrong. If Wang Zheng's body was better, it would be even more perfect.

However, although Wang Zheng's body is not very good, his bearing is easy to make people forget that his body is not good. There is a strong and stubborn atmosphere in the atmosphere, which is a convincing temperament; is the opposite of Jing Rong, Jing Rong obviously has excellent bones, but he still pretends to be weak, as if he has been abandoned by the whole world, which is extremely hypocritical.

Although Zhao Hehuan came to meet Wang Zheng, in the final analysis, it was the little county lord who was chattering endlessly, and the two adults were just listening and not expressing their opinions. In order to have such a well-behaved son-in-law, Zhao's mother has disregarded her daughter's reputation. Zhao Hehuan can only be powerless, as soon as a woman reaches a certain age, she just wants to be a matchmaker. Helpless.

It wasn't until the palace banquet was over that Zhao's mother came over and called her daughter back. When I came over and saw my daughter getting along with Wang Zheng amicably, she smiled so much that she couldn't see her eyes, and she was very happy. It seems that she is very satisfied with the son-in-law she has fancied. On the way back to the house, he asked Zhao Hehuan what he told Wang Zheng, and Zhao Hehuan could only get a moment of tranquility by recruiting him.

And the fate of the real recruitment is that half a month after the palace banquet, Zhao's mother either ran to the prime minister's mansion, or the prime minister's wife ran to the mansion, and the two of them were exchanging their in-laws that had not yet taken shape. Zhao Hehuan could only play by himself in the boudoir. Zhao Hehuan will spend at least his whole life here, so it is okay to learn some things of this era first.

So, in the half a month when no one bothered, Zhao Hehuan asked the maidservant to find some books about this era to read, at least she could have some understanding of this era. She used to be a modern person, and she also had a half-understanding of these ancient red tapes, whether she studied or not, there were many tasks to do in the future.

When reading books, Zhao Hehuan could occasionally hear the maidservants around him talking about the great achievements of His Royal Highness the Prince, and the emperor was old and intended to abdicate. Therefore, the crown prince ascended the throne in these few days, and the Marquis of Zhongyong, as a close confidant of the emperor, naturally had to assist from the side. So for a few days in a row, the Marquis of Zhongyong was basically busy with his feet on the ground. And Zhao Qian was sent out on a mission for a month, and before leaving, he just hurriedly came over to say goodbye to Zhao Hehuan. In the past few days, Zhao Hehuan has lived extremely comfortably, no one came to her, and she was also happy.

If the system didn't come over every day and say that he remembered that he hadn't completed the task yet, Zhao Hehuan's life would have been more comfortable.

Comfortable days are always very easy to pass, and Zhao Hehuan feels that time has disappeared in the blink of an eye. She is gambling while relaxing, and Jingrong will come to her soon. Because looking at the entire court, the only thing that can turn him around is the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion, if he can drag the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion in his hands, then he will have a few more chances of winning the throne. Now that the crown prince has ascended the throne, it is an ironclad matter, and he can't sit still.

Since the little county lord disdains him so much, he naturally knows that if the crown prince ascends the throne, his fate will not be too good. Although there is no fear for his life, he will live an extremely depressed life and have no power. For him, power is something more important than life, and he cannot give it up. So Zhao Hehuan bets that he should come over soon. For the sake of his power, he will surely strike.

No wonder, in his previous life, Jing Rong couldn't wait to make a move, it turned out that he was afraid that everything would be a foregone conclusion, and he was afraid that the wood was already in the boat. He feared that his power would go down the drain. As she expected, Jingrong came.

In the dead of night. When Zhao Hehuan was reading quietly by candlelight. Jing Rong appeared dressed in black. Zhao Hehuan heard a slight voice. The guards who protect her come out and stop it. Zhao Hehuan waved his hand, suggesting that they go back first. As soon as the dark guard retreated into the darkness, Jing Rong appeared.

Zhao Hehuan had already shielded the maid beside her, and only her beautiful face was flickering under the candlelight, and she was incomparably beautiful. Jing Rong had no intention of admiring her, after all, his mood was already in a very nervous stage at this time, where did he get the energy to appreciate a strange woman.

However, since he thought of getting the help of the Marquis of Zhongyong, the safest way was to marry. Zhao Hehuan sat down so calmly, as if he had seen an old friend for many years, he did not invite him to sit down, but poured a cup of tea and waited indifferently for him to sit in front of him.

Jing Rong couldn't figure out what she meant, but she couldn't take care of it so much at this time. immediately changed to affectionate mode, looked at her deeply, and said, "Huan'er, I'm ...... I've been deeply in love with you since I saw you ten years ago. If you wait for me to reign in the world, allow you to be the queen, and let you be the mother of the world, okay? ”

Although Zhao Hehuan knew that Jing Rong was here to mobilize her. But I didn't expect Jingrong to be so direct. He looked at him in some surprise and did not speak. But the system Jun kept chattering in her mind: I've seen shameless, but I haven't seen shameless. It's so direct, it's like it's true. Who cares about your queen's position, the queen is not as honorable as she is now.

Zhao Hehuan somewhat agreed. The Mansion of the Marquis of Zhongyong is the richest man in the world, and Zhong Ming Ding eats food, which is not comparable to the palace. What's more, the queen has to get along with the concubine amicably. She didn't directly brush the meaning of Jingrong, after all, it was so easy to finalize without meaning. Isn't it? What's more, Zhao Hehuan can't remember seeing Jingrong ten years ago.

Zhao Hehuan thought a lot, and Jing Rong's hand was stretched out in front of her, wanting to know her answer. The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, and when Zhao Hehuan came back to his senses, he put the teacup in his hand into Jing Rong's hand, regardless of his loss and unwillingness, she said: "Hehuan knows that he is not a person from the mother's world, and he does not dare to hope to enter the emperor's house." As for what the five princes said, they will reign in the world. I have never heard of what acacia can do. Hehuan only hopes that the Marquis of Zhongyong's Mansion can still be glorious for at least five generations. ”

The voice fell, although Jing Rong was a little lost, but when he heard the last sentence that Zhao Hehuan said, he seemed to understand something in seconds. So he smiled meaningfully at her, and assured that the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion could still prosper for five generations, and said some reassuring words to her, and seeing that the night was dark, he got up and said goodbye and walked out.

And Zhao Hehuan looked at his back meaningfully and smiled disdainfully. Prosperity can indeed continue, as for whether you will be the emperor or not, that is another matter.