"I said you are a wild girl who is famous in Huai'an City!" Bu Yunhuan did not flinch at all, straightened the red gemstone tassel in front of his forehead, revealed the red agate bracelet on his wrist, and raised his neck proudly.

Although Shen Zhihe was only picked up at the age of fourteen, he had heard countless rumors about the two of them being angry, not to mention the scene at the banquet in Su Ri.

Guan Shanyue laughed angrily, she took a step forward, looked down from top to bottom, and condensed four petals of plum between her eyebrows: "Then you are just a laughing stock who has been openly rejected for marriage." ”

Shen Zhihe helped Ying'er get up, Feng Xian's fingers floated in the placket, and he stopped Guan Shanyue in a void, and his bright eyes gave Ying'er a look, and Ying'er understood, and put down the double silk bamboo curtain that was lifted up.

In the end, it is outside, although there are small guards guarding it, it is difficult to ensure that someone hears it.

Bu Yunhuan has been accustomed to being sought after by everyone since she was a child, and the fact that Wei Jingqi openly refused to marry made her lose face, and now Guan Shanyue is annoyed and angry when she mentions it.

Her chest rose and fell, her eyebrows were low and she didn't forget to mock, she was already angry:

"Even if I can't be the princess, do you think it will be your turn? My father's official is the first grade, what kind of thing are you a daughter of the fourth-grade priest of the heavenly prison! ”

Guan Shanyue stretched out her thin wrist under her sleeves, clasped Shen Zhihe's shoulder, and the word "stupid" was not said, choked her throat and swallowed it back, in the end she still remembered that this was Huai'an, she was full of disdain, and looked at Bu Yunhuan:

"Then if, as you said, this Sister Shen is the daughter of the prime minister, and Shen is the prince of the country, do you dare to say that she is not a thing?"

Bu Yunhuan snorted, but her attendant gently pulled on her back.

Although the whole capital city knows that Shen Zhihe is a concubine, she has already been recorded in the name of the Shen family's wife, Shen Xiangquan leans towards the government and the opposition, and she is even more married to Meng Jiang, so she can't be easily offended.

Bu Yunhuan, who has been instilled with this knowledge since childhood, has been a little angry, and his arrogant tone has been retracted, but he is still not discouraged: "You don't want to get involved with others." ”

After that, he took the jade fan in the hand of the maid, and his fingertips were cold to the touch.

"It's all a girl's house that hasn't left the cabinet, and if you let others hear about it, you may not know what it will become." Shen Zhihe said in a deep voice, she was older than both of them, and she was already indifferent, and she had always watched them make trouble before she got married.

Guan Shanyue glanced at Bu Yunhuan, Lianbu moved to the desk and sat down, took a cup of tea and took a sip, cleared her throat, and no longer looked at Bu Yunhuan.

Bu Yunhuan shook the jade fan in his hand, saw her movements, sneered, and looked back at Shen Zhihe: "Tsk, Mrs. Meng is a wife in the end, but she is different from the girl with sharp teeth." ”

Guan Shanyue's throat was slightly astringent.

"Just call me like you used to."

Shen Zhihe smiled, invited her to sit down, and handed over the tea.

"Heh, it's like I'm out of the cabinet." Guan Shanyue didn't give her half of a look, brushed the color between her eyebrows, and her face was as usual.

Bu Yunhuan slapped the jade fan on the case, and her finger bones hit the edge of the case so painfully that she gasped, only to hear a sneer from the side, her face turned a little darker, and she was angry and drank the teacup, still feeling blocked.

When the stage sings, it is still Chengtian Chiyang, the clouds are sparse for eighteen miles, and the sky is endless, and now it is troubled by these two people, it is already a handover, and the crescent moon appears.

Outside, it was dark and drizzling.

"It's getting late, let's go home."

Shen Zhihe got up, Guan Shanyue was lazy, Bu Yunhuan slowly followed, and the group went out of the building, all of them were delicate and noble, so big pomp.

Each sent a small servant to fetch the carriage, and the three of them stood in front of the theater door, Guan Shanyue and Bu Yunhuan were a few feet apart, and they looked at each other from time to time, which was another mockery.

The night wind fluttered up the piping collar and put a circle of plain feathers, and the drizzle kissed Shen Zhihe's red cheeks, she only wore the emerald blue horse-faced skirt when she went out, and the cold wind was in the bones, trembling very much.

Ying'er held a paper umbrella and stood in front of her to block the wind, but it didn't block much.

Guan Shanyue, who had just quarreled with Bu Yunhuan again, caught a glimpse of Shen Zhihe's pale lips, knowing that she had always been cold, her heart was tight, and she was walking two steps over, when she was attracted by the sound of horses' hooves not far away.

All three took a step back and shielded their faces with handkerchiefs or jade fans.

Before they could think about it, the man on the horse had tightened the reins, sweat and blood hissed, and the man hooked the stirrup with one foot and turned over and dismounted, and his face was reflected in the dim candlelight in front of the building.

It's Meng Jinghuai.

Shen Zhihe secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Jinghuai crossed the door valve, stood still in front of Shen Zhihe, untied his cloak, dusted off the cold, and his eyes were gloomy: "I don't bring many clothes when I go out." ”

Ying'er took the umbrella and took a step back: "It's not good to be a slave." ”

Meng Jinghuai was silent, and covered Shen Zhihe with the cloak, instantly resisting the cold wind, he carefully tied it for her, and saw that her cheeks were stained with rain, and she was going up the jade neck, but was dodged by the latter.

Shen Zhihe turned his face sideways and avoided his hand.

"I've seen General Meng."

The two people on the other end didn't see their slight movements, and Bu Yunhuan spoke out at the right time, with a little ridicule: "I really envy Mrs. Meng." ”

Meng Jinghuai took away the look in his eyes, he followed the prestige, looked away with a glance, stared at the ground, and saluted back: "It's rude." ”

"What's so rude, husband and wife are loving, envious of others." Bu Yun laughed coquettishly.

Shen Zhihe tightened his shyness, and Meng Jing's heart jumped fiercely for a moment.

It's just that he knows that this is just an illusion of Shen Zhihe's performance in front of outsiders.

“…… Long time no see, Brother Meng. Guan Shanyue, who was next to the door, held the door with one hand, taking in the faces of the two of them, her heart trembled and trembled, and she smiled.

But Meng Jinghuai only gave her a glance, which was no different from Yun Huan when she returned to the step, they were all in the same tone, steady and unwavering: "It's Miss Guan." ”

Bu Yunhuan's eyebrows were full of sarcasm, and she raised her fan to cover her lips:

"Look at Miss Guan's mouth, General Meng has become married, and you have a brother Meng...... Isn't that appropriate? ”

Guan Shanyue's fingers holding the door tightened, because standing in the dark, others couldn't see her expression clearly, Guan Shanyue lowered her eyelashes, raised her eyes again, and returned to normal: "I am a world friend with the Meng family, besides, Sister Shen won't mind, right?" ”

She deviated from the snail bun and tilted her head to smile at Shen Zhihe.

Shen Zhihe only looked at her silently for a long time, and saw that the corners of her mouth were almost tense, before he replied: "Of course." ”

The sky became darker and darker, and the little servant drove the carriage to finally stop outside the door, Bu Yunhuan condensed the frosty skin, arrogantly frowned, and only saluted Meng Jinghuai's side, and was helped by the maid to get into the carriage and leave.

"It's getting late, so Ah He and I will say goodbye." Meng Jinghuai broke this strange silence, and he only looked at the delicate person beside him with clear eyebrows.

Guan Shanyue's eyes were bright and dark, and she looked at the two of them: "Sister Shen, let's get together another day." ”

Shen Zhihe returned the salute with a smile: "It's good." ”

Meng Jinghuai hung his sword around his waist, wrapped his big hand, and tightly wrapped it around Shen Zhihe's shoulder, Shen Zhihe was only stunned, and then went with him.

After arranging the servant and the maid, Meng Jinghuai helped Shen Zhihe to get into the carriage, turned over and got on the horse, signaled to Guan Shanyue's head, raised the horsewhip and turned the waves, and left.

There are only Guan Shanyue and the two servants left in the huge theater, and the Guan family servant respectfully led the carriage to wait outside, and Guan Shanyue's eyes only followed the person who rode the horse.

The maid Hongling softly recalled Guan Shanyue's mind, she loosened her wrist and said the words with difficulty:

"Hongling, do you believe in fate?"

"I believe it," Hongling helped her step on the threshold and said, "The master is the Si Tianjian and always tells us that the destiny of heaven cannot be violated." ”

Guan Shanyue's ears flashed, she looked up, only to see dark clouds covering the moon, and muttered: "Is the destiny of heaven inviolable?" ”

The voice was extremely soft, with a thick moromi like confusion, and in the middle of the sound, she lowered her eyes again, and she was already back to normal, and laughed at Hongling:

"The ancients: The Mandate of Heaven is incomprehensible—"

"It's a pity, this girl doesn't believe it."