The emperor gave up,

"This is a palace banquet, not to talk about the private affairs of children."

Wen Cheng sat down, his body trembled slightly, and the whole person was like sitting on pins and needles, showing that he couldn't keep his neck.

Gu Zhanling looked at the two of them and returned to their seats expressionlessly, and Gu Hanjing and Wen Qingyun also returned to their seats accordingly.

After such a farce just now, the whole banquet became a little delicate, and the delicious food in front of him instantly lost its temptation.

After the banquet.

Gu Hanjing blocked Gu Zhanling's way, Gu Zhanling raised his eyebrows, looked at the person in front of him funny, and said unhurriedly: "Third brother, what is this doing?" ”

"Second brother, don't be too obvious in your heart."

"Look at what the third brother said, everyone has the same purpose, so why do you need to divide you and me."

Gu Hanjing smiled contemptuously, without a trace of emotion in his eyes, he walked around Gu Zhanling, with a hint of mockery in his tone,

"I'm different from my second brother, your ambition is all on your face, and it looks weird and boring."

Looking at Gu Hanjing's distant back, Gu Zhanling clenched his fist and hit the wall heavily, blood dripped to the ground along the gap, and the little guy on the side was distressed, and hurriedly stepped forward to check,

"Lord Wang, why are you doing this?"

Gu Zhanling's eyes sank, smiled softly, and said to himself: "He really didn't take my second brother seriously. ”

Wen Cheng and his party returned to the mansion, Wen Xian'an saw it from a distance, and happily stepped forward to greet him, seeing that Wen Cheng's face was not good, Wen Xian'an looked at Wen Xiaoxiao on the side suspiciously, trying to get an answer.

Wen Xiaoxiao glared at her, led the maid and hurriedly left, Wen Xian'an touched her nose, I don't know why, which tendon is wrong with this Wen Xiaoxiao, she looks like a neurotic all day long.

Pouting, Wen Xian'an carefully pulled Wen Cheng's sleeve and said, "Daddy, did something happen at today's banquet?" ”

Wen Cheng stared at Wen Xian'an, didn't know how to speak for a while, and hesitated for a while before telling everything that happened at the banquet today.

The three of them proposed marriage, or because of her, Wen Xian'an's brain was clouded, these people together wanted to get her to death, Wen Xian was depressed in peace of mind, she was so low-key, how could she still be remembered.

"Daddy, what did the emperor say?"

"Xian'an, don't worry, this matter is very important, and the emperor will never make a decision easily."

Wen Xian'an returned to the courtyard with a sad face, she didn't listen to a word of what her father said just now, her mind was full of the word marriage, and she put the washed fruit on the table lightly, Wen Xian'an glanced at it, and lost her appetite.

Seeing his young lady's sad appearance, he comforted: "Miss, don't worry, there is still a master in everything." ”

Wen Xian'an curled the corners of her mouth, she naturally knew that her father loved her, but she really didn't want to pull her father in this matter and make Wen Cheng worried.

Wen Xian'an propped up the table with her right hand, staring at the tea on the table and worried, this Gu Zhanling and Gu Hanjing gave marriage to the emperor, she could understand that it was nothing more than a battle for imperial power, but what kind of excitement did Lan Qingyun make in this world, could it be that he liked himself.

Patting his face, Wen Xian'an shook his head, how could it be, it must be because of other ideas.

Wen Xian'an understood that the direction of this life was far beyond her expectations, and there were more things that she could not predict, if she stayed in this place any longer, she might be able to put herself in it one day.

No, she had to escape.

Just do it, Wen Xian'an put the burden on the table and opened it, and opened his drawer, which was full of some gold and silver jewelry, if he took these seriously, it would be worth a lot of money.

Wen Cheng loved her and would give her a lot of silver every month, but she stayed in the house all day, and when it was useless, she saved it all, but she didn't expect it to come in handy today.

Staring at the burden that was about to be filled, thinking about it, Wen Xian'an stuffed a few more sets of clothes into it.

As soon as Qingling entered the house, he saw his young lady hurriedly stuffing things into the baggage, and asked with a puzzled face, "Miss, what are you doing here?" ”

"Run, leave the Prime Minister's Mansion."

When Qingling heard this, he plopped down, his eyes turned red instantly, he hugged Wen Xian'an's trouser legs, his voice choked, and he sobbed: "Miss, don't you want to be light?" ”

Wen Xian'an sighed, helped her up from the ground, and said leisurely: "Silly girl, in this mansion, except for my father, you are my only relative, how could I leave you, but you, if you follow me, you will definitely suffer." ”

Qingling hurriedly shook his head, wiped away his tears with both hands, and said happily: "Qingling is not afraid of hardship, as long as you follow Miss, you can go anywhere." ”

Wen Xian'an touched her light face, and snorted,

"Don't pack your bags yet."

During the day, the guards were tight, and Wen Xian'an naturally did not dare to take action, so he could only put the timing at night.

In the afternoon, Wen Xian'an was in an absent-minded state, looking at the courtyard from time to time, like a frightened bird.

Night slowly fell, and the moon jumped on the branches.

Wen Xian'an covered her face with a veil, looked around, followed closely behind her, and quietly walked out of the courtyard after making sure that there was no movement.

The two of them walked forward little by little, and when they saw the abandoned house from a distance, Wen Xian'an stepped forward lightly and gently pushed the door open.

The old house has been around for some years, and the lock on it is rusty, and it has changed with a light touch, and with the strength of the push, the wooden door opens a small crack, making a creaking sound, which sounds particularly harsh.

Wen Xian'an led the light spirit through the crack in the door into the old mansion, and then closed the door gently.

Wen Xian'an patted his chest, and a worried heart slowly relaxed, this old mansion has been abandoned for a long time, and no one cares about it so far, as if everyone has forgotten its existence, the yard is overgrown with weeds, and the eaves are covered with heavy cobwebs.

Wen Xian'an suddenly stopped, all this was too easy, even if the guard was relaxed at night, it was impossible not to even see a single figure.

"Miss, why don't you leave?"

The light voice pulled her back from her thoughts, Wen Xian'an shook her head, anyway, she had come to this point, and she was still thinking about what to do.

Carefully avoiding clutter, the two of them came to the entrance of the cave last time.

Wen Xian'an rolled up his sleeves and was about to squat down, when the light spirit on the side gently grabbed Wen Xian'an and asked, "Miss, you really don't say goodbye to the master?" ”

The figure trembled, the corners of Wen Xian'an's eyes turned red, and he sniffed,

"No, let's get out."

I don't want to say goodbye, I am afraid that when I see her father's face, I will collapse and dispel the thoughts in my heart, in this mansion, since her mother died, her father is the one who loves her, and her little caution can be seen through at a glance in Wen Zheng.

Perhaps leaving quietly is the best way to say goodbye.