If something has the potential to go bad, no matter how small the likelihood may be, it will always happen.

On the night after Lao Zhao told Zhang Yuan about Zhuo Wenjun's escape, after the curfew in Chengdu City, someone suddenly knocked on the door outside Zhang's mansion.

"Who, knock it down again, believe it or not, yes yes will go to the county guard office tomorrow to report."

Lao Zhao thought that after such intimidation, the person who knocked on the door should leave, but he never thought that the knocking sound was still ringing, and it was more anxious and chaotic than before.

"Old man, won't it be?"

Ah Hong didn't say the latter words, but Lao Zhao knew what she wanted to say.

Gu Shu has more legends about gods and ghosts than other places, Ah Hong reminded him like this, Lao Zhao suddenly felt a cool breath rising from the soles of his feet to the Tianling Gai, although it was in the summer, but he still shivered.

"Don't talk nonsense, you protect the child, I'll take a look."

Ah Hong nodded firmly, and although she had a stomach, she still hugged another child who was sleeping soundly with one hand.

Lao Zhao lit the oil lamp with a fire fold, carefully protected the small cluster of light, walked towards the outside of the house, and shouted in a low voice when he walked to the door.

"Who?"

There was still no response, and the atmosphere became more and more strange.

Lao Zhao took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to pull the door bolt open, and then opened a crack in the door, at this time, a black shadow suddenly flashed and opened the door, and then crossed the threshold and entered the door.

Such an action directly extinguished the oil lamp in Lao Zhao's hand, and Lao Zhao was already too frightened to speak, and his legs trembled.

He didn't know what he had put in the room, and the unknown creature had closed the door.

"Lao Zhao is me."

This voice is unusually familiar, but I haven't heard it for a long time Lao Zhao can't be sure, recalling what he said to Zhang Yuan during the day, and then thinking about this person's actions just now, Lao Zhao asked tentatively.

"The eldest daughter of the Zhuo family?"

"Yes, it's me, tell a few people to clean up the house where I slept before."

After it was confirmed, Lao Zhao was even more worried, worried about what Zhang Yuan would do to him when he woke up tomorrow and found that the whole world had changed.

How can I remember whether I eat or not, a few years ago, Zhuo Wenjun just didn't say anything and deceived the door first.

However, these things are the affairs of the master's family, Lao Zhao didn't want to say anything, sighed and complained about his back, and then re-lit the oil lamp to guide Zhuo Wenjun.

"The eldest girl, please."

The house where Zhuo Wenjun lived before had indeed been empty, but it had only been cleaned a few times over the years, and Lao Zhao woke up a few maidservants in the middle of the night to help clean up Zhuo Wenjun's bedroom.

"Eldest girl, you rest first, what do you want, tomorrow the son wakes up, and the villain will naturally go to pass it on."

For a woman like Zhuo Wenjun who doesn't know when she will become her own housewife, Lao Zhao doesn't dare to offend easily, if he didn't see anyone at the beginning and didn't open the door, in the end, he could say that he didn't know that he was not guilty, but everyone came in, there was a curfew in Chengdu City, and Lao Zhao didn't dare to drive Zhuo Wenjun out.

"Okay, then you can go down and rest first."

"Whoa."

Zhang's mansion because it covers a large area, the knock on the door in the middle of the night did not disturb Zhang Yuan's sweet dream, and Zhang Yuan didn't know all this that happened at night, when he got up the next day and planned to go out to meet this beautiful day, he suddenly felt that the words of a man named Edward Murphy more than two thousand years later were still convincing.

"Ah Yuan, you get up, this melon is really a relief to eat in the middle of summer, I haven't been here for a few years, I didn't expect there to be such a wonderful food in the house."

Zhuo Wenjun sat on the stone bench in the center of the courtyard outside Zhang Yuan's bedroom, eating the watermelon that I don't know who cut for her, a hostess's style.

"I heard that you are not going to marry Sima Changqing recently, why do you have time to come to me."

Zhang Yuan tried his best to calm his mind and asked Zhuo Wenjun, although he already knew the reason, but pretending to be stupid at this time was not a good choice.

"I don't want to marry Sima Xiangru, I want to marry you."

Ahem, being too direct can sometimes make people feel uncomfortable.

"But I don't like you, Sima Xiangru doesn't care what his purpose is, but he should have a good impression of you."

In the face of Zhuo Wenjun's directness, Zhang Yuan could only go directly.

"I know, that's why I haven't bothered you in the past few years, but we're still friends after all."

"Sort of."

Zhang Yuan's attitude can no longer be perfunctory, but he doesn't know that he is no different from a scumbag.

At the beginning, he ruined Sima Xiangru's good deeds for his temporary likes and dislikes, but now he pushes Zhuo Wenjun to Sima Xiangru, this is not what a scumbag is.

"Then I want to ask you to do me a favor."

"Okay, as long as I can do it, I can do it."

Zhang Yuan thought that Zhuo Wenjun would not make such an excessive request to marry her, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated Zhuo Wenjun.

"Although you don't like me, you can pretend to marry me, and my father will definitely like you compared to Sima.

When you find a woman you like in the future, you can divorce me again. ”

Hehe, taking retreat as advance, is it really my nine-year compulsory education for nothing?

"No, that's the bottom line."

Zhang Yuan refused extremely decisively, he didn't want to leave anyone with room for imagination, this would only make trouble for himself, and it would also delay other people's lifelong events.

Hearing Zhang Yuan's refusal, Zhuo Wenjun began to show her feminine side again, and weakness can also be used as a weapon.

"But Zhuo Ji really doesn't want to commit to Sima Xiangru, that hypocrite who is hypocritical, since Ah Yuan, you don't agree to Zhuo Ji's request, then it's okay to leave me in Zhangfu to avoid this formation.

I really have nowhere to go, and I don't have gold and silver on my body when I come out of my home, and I have gone through many difficulties to find you all the way from Linqiong to Chengdu.

Ah Yuan, do you think this will work? ”

Put on this look, even if I refuse, can you just give up?

Zhang Yuan glanced at Zhuo Wenjun with suspicion, and thought about it, as long as Zhuo Wenjun could stay in Zhang's mansion as he did his duty, and didn't bother himself, he would eat with one more mouth in the mansion, and he couldn't eat himself.

"I said it first, I didn't promise you to let you live in Zhangfu, if Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wangsun come to trouble me in the future, I will also say so, you stayed in Zhangfu because you forcibly lived in yourself, you know, not I let you in."

Zhuo Wenjun didn't care what Zhang Yuan said, as long as he didn't care about this matter.

"Okay, I know, this melon is good, I'll take it back and eat it."

The goblin grinned, picked up the plate of melons and fruits, and left the courtyard with a twist of his ass.

ps: Ask for a recommendation ticket, three grams of oil outside Ruimachi!