Chapter 103: Fugitives Rain

After the two left, Peng Mo had no intention of reading, stared at the candle flame and was stunned, so far things are going well, revenge is just around the corner, and the meaning of his rebirth at that time is also completed.

Peng Mo thought about it and laughed softly, the candle flower suddenly "crackled" and exploded, which made her look sideways, and she looked at it even more, it was already three quarters of the hour, why didn't Jin Xiuchen come yet?

Could it be... Thinking of this, Peng Mo couldn't sit still, pushed open the window, the courtyard was dark, only a few lanterns emitted a faint light, a little frightened, but Peng Mo was not afraid, just watched, thinking if he would appear in front of the window in the next moment.

Halfway through, Jin Xiuchen still hadn't arrived, Peng Mo was a little anxious, she couldn't sit still for a while, her palms were full of sweat, she didn't dare to imagine the scene of his accident!

Liuying was on duty at night, and she didn't sleep deeply, and when she heard Peng Mo's summons, she hurriedly ran over, first looked inside and outside the room, and found no abnormality, and then asked Peng Mo again. "Master, what's going on?"

Peng Mo looked at Liuying's nervous appearance, and was a little embarrassed, but she couldn't control it so much, and said, "I'm fine, you go to Qi Mu, let him see where His Royal Highness King Chen is now." ”

Liuying was a little stunned, couldn't the princess find any trace of the princess? So saying, he turned and went out.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Liuying came back, and without waiting for Peng Mo to ask, he spoke: "Master, Your Highness went to the royal garden in the northern suburbs this afternoon, and Qi Mu thought you knew, so he didn't pass the news in." Unexpectedly, Peng Mo didn't know about it, and he panicked.

Peng Mo's hanging heart instantly landed and blinked. "Royal Garden?" why didn't he say a word in advance in the Jin Palace! "Where did he go and what was he doing?"

Liuying looked at Peng Mo, and didn't dare to tell her the news she had inquired about from Qi Mu, otherwise, wouldn't the princess be angry? In order not to affect the harmony between the two, she lied: "Qi Mu said that he didn't know the reason for His Highness's trip, and only said that he would return in a few days." ”

Peng Mo nodded, looked at Liuying and said shyly: "I'm really sorry to disturb your dreams, I'm fine here, you can go back and rest quickly." ”

Liuying said awe-inspiringly. "It is the duty of a slave to protect his master. Looking at Peng Mo and smiling again, he said, "The master has nothing to order, and the slave and maid retreat." ”

Peng Mo's cheeks are hot, and he doesn't know how he will be ridiculed in the future! Jin Xiuchen, because of you, my face is lost....!

Liuying walked out of Peng Mo's room, carefully closed the door, stood under the eaves of the porch and looked at the moon, and thought to herself: Your Highness, Your Highness, you can have a snack, there is such a good princess, why are you still thinking about those concubines in the palace? You dare to take them to the royal gardens in the northern suburbs behind the princess's back?

The situation in Beijing has been under control recently, and the emperor's fear of King Chen's Mansion is not as deep as when he first returned to Beijing, where is he going to do now? Peng Mo thought for a while and didn't come up with a reason, so he shook his hand and gave up, after all, he didn't have any danger, just got up and went to sleep.

At the same time, there are not a few people who can't sleep peacefully, Jin Rui is one of them, he sits cross-legged on the bed, with a quilt wrapped around his head, and his ears are blocked to isolate the shouts outside the door.

"Husband, open the door, let me in, we will sleep together. Yang Hua shouted at the top of her voice, and slapped Jin Rui's door with her palms.

Jin Rui thought of Yang Hua's drooling, spilling and shouting, and the crazy appearance of a clay man was a burst of nausea, if he had a hole with her, it would be better to die clean!

"Husband, open the door, open the door, husband. ”

Jin Rui gritted his teeth and said with hatred: "Useless minions, you can't even pull people away." ”

"Concubine Yang, the prince has already rested, shall we go back first?" the maid Yuerong pulled Yang Hua and persuaded her.

"No, I'm going to sleep with my husband. Yang Hua shouted that she was tired, so she simply sat on the ground.

Lian Rong looked at it and frowned, although this Yang Hua is stupid, she is very persistent in the prince, it is really difficult! Thinking about the light in her eyes, she took out the bun prepared in advance, handed it to Yang Hua with a smile, and said, "Concubine Yang is hungry, right? This is the bun that the slave just bought, you will eat a little!"

Yang Hua couldn't hear the loopholes in Lianrong's words, as soon as she saw the buns, her eyes lit up, and she grabbed the paper bag and devoured it, her meal was quite large, and a few big meat buns were still unfinished, licking her mouth and saying, "Is there anything else?"

This... How is this all right? Lian Rong was a little surprised.

Yue Rong glanced at Lotus Rong and frowned, "What's the matter!"

Lian Rong shook her head and said, "I don't know, I obviously put it in." ”

Yang Hua watched the two ignore herself, stretched out her hand, and said, "I still want to eat steamed buns." ”

Yue Rong didn't care about the bun problem, she smiled when she heard this, and said, "Concubine Yang, a sumptuous meal has been prepared in the side hall, and the slave maid will accompany you, right?"

Yang Hua immediately jumped up when she heard that there was something delicious, and the two of them were happy, and they hurriedly pulled Yang Hua out, but Yang Hua stopped again after just two steps, shook her head and said, "I'm not leaving, I'm going to wait for my husband here." So saying, he sat back down on the threshold, and there was a knock at the door.

The two of them were angry and anxious, they really wanted to knock her out and kidnap her, so the delay disturbed the rest of the prince, and in anger, they were afraid that they would be punished! Before they could come up with a new method, they saw Yang Hua drowsy, and the two of them knew at a glance that it was the medicine in the bun that worked, and waited patiently for a quarter of an hour, Yang Hua finally fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Yuerong Lianrong looked at each other and smiled, quietly wiped her sweat, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the sleeping Yang Hua out of Jin Rui's yard.

After breakfast on the second day, Lianfeng came over and said, "Miss, the people of the loyal and brave marquis are here again, shouting outside the door." "Saying this, I hummed lightly, now that I know that I have come to the door to ask for peace, why did I go before?

Peng Mo's half-closed eyelashes twitched slightly, and his eyes looked at Lianfeng and asked. "Is the third brother handling it?"

Mercy nodded. "It was handled by the third young master, and it didn't alarm Madame. ”

In the Jin Wang's Mansion that day, Peng Mo only met Zhao Qingying but did not see Wu Xiaorou, thinking that Zhao Shi's injury had made Wu Xiaorou unable to take time, so he didn't even participate in such an important occasion, but now, their mother and daughter can come to the door three times a day, it is really frequent and persistent, or should it be said that Zhao Shuchang is persistent? He is really too idle, it is time to find something for him to do!

It seems that the matter that my mother said about going to Huangjue Temple to stay for two days should be carried out in advance, otherwise if it goes on like this, my mother will be disturbed sooner or later, not because I am afraid that she will agree to Wu Xiaorou's request under her soft heart, but because I don't want to upset her.

Zhao Shuchang... Zhao Qingshui... Jin Rui...!

After lunch, Peng Hao and Peng Mo had nothing to do and set out the chessboard and played chess.

Peng Mo raised his hand and shook it in front of Peng Hao's eyes, watching him come back to his senses and reminding him softly. "Third brother, it's your turn!"

Peng Hao agreed, pinched the chess pieces, looked at the chessboard, and put down a white piece.

Peng Mo looked at it and smiled: "Does the third brother have something on his mind?"

Peng Hao swallowed. "No... No. He was a little afraid to meet his sister's wise eyes, lest what he thought would be seen through.

"That third brother's son is self-defeating!" Peng Mo pointed to the son that Peng Hao had just put down on the chessboard, and the white son happened to be in the camp of the sunspot.

Peng Hao was stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "I can't get under you, forget it, don't play." As he spoke, he threw the white piece in his hand into the chess basket.

Peng Mo also accepted the chess pieces, looked at Peng Hao, and said, "Third brother, I want to go to the palace tomorrow." ”

Peng Hao's eyes widened instantly, looked at Peng Mo and asked, "What are you going to do when you enter the palace?"

"I discussed with my mother, I will go to Huangjue Temple the day after tomorrow, and I will stay on the mountain for a few days before returning, so I will enter the palace tomorrow and tell Roujia, lest she go out of the palace and find me. Peng Mo looked at Peng Hao's appearance, and secretly couldn't help laughing, but he didn't debunk it, after all, emotional things must be realized by themselves.

"Oh, that's it, then what do you have to prepare? I'll go and pack it up in advance!" Peng Hao remembered that Jin Roujia liked to eat dim sum, did she ask the cook to make a few drawers for Mo'er to send to her?

"There's no need for anything, I'll pick out half of the gadgets you buy for me on weekdays and give them to her tomorrow. Peng Mo pointed to the box that had been packed.

Peng Hao got up and opened the box to take a look, and said, "These things are bought according to your preferences, the princess has a lively temperament, she shouldn't like it, right?"

Peng Mo is quiet, Jin Roujia is active, and there are some differences in preferences.

Peng Mo nodded abruptly and said, "It's because I'm not thoughtful, so what should I do with the third brother?"

Peng Hao thought for a while and said, "That's it, I'll go buy a few more, and you will bring them tomorrow, how about it?"

"Then it's hard third brother. Peng Mo smiled lightly.

Peng Hao nodded, walked out of the Mohe Garden, and went straight to the market, guessing that Jin Roujia's preferences bought two large boxes of things, and Peng Mo smiled when he saw it.

In the afternoon, there were a few unexpected guests from the General's Mansion, and the housekeeper read it and passed it on to Peng Hao.

After hearing this, Peng Hao asked the housekeeper to invite people to the flower hall, cleaned up and rushed over.

In the flower hall, Peng Hao looked at the three people, two people with sabers were wearing official uniforms of Jingzhao Yin Mansion, and the other was only dressed as a scholar, and asked puzzledly: "The three adults came to the door today, what is the matter?"

The three of them are the right-hand men of Zhao Sen of Jingzhao Yin Mansion, and when they heard Peng Hao ask at this moment, they glanced at each other, and finally Luo Zhong, who looked like a scholar, got up and bowed and said, "There is indeed a tricky matter that I want to tell the third young master about coming here today." ”

Peng Hao looked at him, waiting for his words, but he was slandering in his heart, the General's Mansion and Jingzhao Yin Mansion had nothing to do with it, what could they tell them?

Luo Zhong then said: "Don't hide it from the third young master, a prisoner escaped from the prison last night. ”

Peng Hao frowned, what did he do when he lost the prisoner and came to the General's Mansion? Could it be that the General's Mansion would still harbor the prisoner? Just as he was about to open his mouth to refute, his mind suddenly flashed and he asked, "Isn't this prisoner like rain?"

Luo Zhong nodded: "The third young master is keen, and the fugitive prisoner is like rain." ”