Thinking like this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Meng Zhao's forehead.

As the moon ambushed, the Wenguo Mansion did not leak any clues, and Meng Zhao didn't know anything about it. According to the original plan, he and Ruyue will meet tonight, but Ruyue would have died a long time ago, if it weren't for the Xuanyi people, Meng Zhao would still be in the dark.

Could it be that in addition to Ruyue, there is another hidden stake in the Wenguo Mansion?

As soon as this thought came to mind, Meng Zhao felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Even news such as Ruyue Fu Fu can be sent, and the origin of this secret pile must not be small, and his every move will fall in the eyes of that person.

This thought caused Meng Zhao's back to feel a chill again, and then, a kind of bone-crushing hatred surged up in the depths of his heart.

In this life, he always missed out on the things he wanted most.

The position of the prince, Meng Zhu's life, and the palace change two years ago.

If he had already obtained a high position in the organization when the palace changed, how could Meng Zhu be able to enjoy the honor of the national ruler?

It's a pity that at that time, he was just a six-grade petty official with no ambitions, and he always needed to look up to Meng Zhu's snort, although he joined the organization, he never knew the way, and he didn't know what the organization did secretly.

It was only when the new emperor ascended the throne that Meng Zhao finally had the opportunity to enter the upper echelons of the organization and was able to participate in the secret meeting once every two months.

It's a pity that Liu Jing's luck is not good, but the painstaking setting up of the situation was broken by the British King Liu Yun, if it is not for the organization to withdraw early, I am afraid that Bingshen will not be able to survive.

Meng Zhao thought. He was promoted because he had some connections in the military. Now the situation of the organization is very bad, after the change of Bingshen, the vitality has been greatly damaged, and it has not recovered until now, and it is urgent for fresh forces to fill it, and Meng Zhao is also at the right time, so he has the opportunity to enter the high-level.

It's just that, looking at the situation of today's assembly, the Lord is already dissatisfied with him, thinking that he uses the people in the organization to do private affairs. I have made a big mistake.

Think about it. Meng Zhu's brows had already twisted into pimples.

Outside, Meng Zhu is becoming more and more vigilant, and inside is the lord is dissatisfied, and in the next few days, he is afraid that he can only be more restrained.

But. Meng Zhao was not in a hurry.

Soon the draft will be held. As long as his daughter can enter the palace. Presumably, the Lord will pay more attention to him at that time. With the power of the organization, there may be no hope of recovering the country, but it will help him regain the position of the prince. But there is a lot to be done.

Meng Zhao's expression became relaxed again, he tightened his hand stove, leaned back again, and closed his eyes comfortably......

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On the day of the great cold, a light snow fell on Jinling City overnight.

When he got up the next morning, looking at the snow-stained ground outside the Linqing Pavilion, as well as the green leaves and white clothes of the birch tree, Fu Jun only felt that the time of this year passed really fast, and it was the end of the year in a blink of an eye.

Meng Yuan recently went to the barracks again.

The so-called "winter training three nine, summer training three dogs", since Liu Yun ascended the throne, the Beijing camp has no past free days, the camp field training has been uninterrupted all year round, Meng Yuan, as the supreme commander of the five military camps, naturally needs to personally supervise the training.

Fu Jun looked at the birch outside the window, and felt a trace of inexplicable loss in his heart.

She didn't feel it when he was around, but now that she was separated, she realized that something seemed to be missing in her life, and every time she looked back, the person who should have been there was no longer there, and that feeling often made her feel stunned.

Perhaps, this is what it feels like to fall in love with someone.

This felt a little rusty to Fu Jun, but her heart couldn't help beating for it, and the faint flow of joy often made her smile when she was alone.

"Mother." Qingman called softly.

Fu Jun withdrew her gaze from the window and looked back, but saw that Qingman and Bai Wei each held a few clothes for her to choose, and the red, green, and green light yarn and heavy brocade covered the arms of the two.

Fu Jun glanced at it, and picked out a brocade jacket with red curved silk patterns all over the place, and a brocade eight-panel skirt with embroidered flowers and peony patterns all over the place.

After wearing such a dress, Shijiang sighed to the mirror: "Niangniang should really wear red, it looks really good." ”

Bai Wei on the side had already seen that her eyes were round, and when she heard this, she nodded vigorously and smiled: "The maid is almost out of sight, Niang Niang is just like the brilliance in the book." ”

Everyone laughed when they heard this, and Fu Jun also smiled: "Bai Wei is also literate now, and she can speak very tightly." ”

Bai Wei is used to a calm temperament, and it is rare to laugh with Fu Jun, but at this moment, Fu Jun blushed when she said it, and she hung her head timidly.

After packing up for a while, and after a few bites of snacks, Fu Jun rushed to the Suxin Pavilion at a certain time.

The five main rooms of the Suxin Pavilion have burned the earth dragon, and there are fire walls, because the room is large, and the door curtains are also opened, Fu Jun has a feeling of warmth as soon as he enters the room, and he does not feel cramped, which is very comfortable.

Pei was discussing New Year's affairs with Feng and Wu, and when Fu Jun came in, she only raised her eyebrows, and rarely didn't say anything sour.

“…… It's just a matter of drinking. I don't know what's going on this year, there are no new dramas in several teams, it's boring, and I'm tired of drinking every year, so it's better to change the tricks, and the sister-in-law has to put more effort into it. As Wu spoke, he looked at Feng with his eyes, and anyone could hear the critical meaning in those words.

Pei Shi nodded and agreed: "That's exactly what I said, I really don't want to listen to the drama every year." Saying that, her face pulled down half of it again, and said with some displeasure: "I said that the eldest daughter-in-law, you also have to pay some attention, don't be the same every year." We are also relatives of the emperor now, so we don't let people see jokes. Later, there was some rebuke.

When Wu heard this, his eyes smiled and bent up, he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and his fingers turned into an orchid, looking very pleasant.

"My daughter-in-law also wants to come like this, so I didn't invite a little drama this year." Feng smiled very gently, as if he didn't notice the difficulties of his mother-in-law and concubine, "Some time ago, the daughter-in-law had already set up the 'Tianqing class', which was the one who played a hundred operas, and the woman swallowed fire, saying that the woman was only seventeen or eight years old, and she also had a hard kung fu of breaking a boulder on her shoulder, and now Manjing is the most popular in this team." ”

"Yo, is this true?" Wu was suddenly diverted from the topic by Feng's words, "This woman can also break boulders?" Where did she get that much strength? ”

Don't talk about the Wu family, but Wu Wan, Meng Mei, and Meng Yuan on the side also opened their eyes wide, and they all turned their curious eyes to the Feng family. (To be continued.) )