Chapter 203: Jinzhuang is for her

Zhang Momo waited at the gate of the palace, hoping to wait until Mo Changli left the palace, even if he said a few more words. Even if you can't really be a lover, can you still be friends?

Zhang Momo wanted to ask something like this.

I don't know if it's because of sadness or what's going on, Zhang Momo's face is as pale as paper and looks very weak.

Zhang Chifeng didn't wait for her to speak, and shouted directly to the people around him: "A few of you come over and send the young lady back to the house." ”

"No, big brother, go back, I'll wait for someone." Zhang Momo said stubbornly.

Zhang Chifeng knows who she is waiting for, and he knows who Zhang Momo liked a few years ago. That year, Mo Changli left Jingshi, Zhang Momo was lost for a while, and only under his questioning did Zhang Momo tell the reason. At today's banquet, Zhang Chifeng had already found that Zhang Momo's expression was not quite right, all because she saw the Yunnan prince.

"Ignorant woman." Zhang Chifeng was so angry by Zhang Momo's stubbornness, no matter what she wanted, she still beckoned her subordinates, "Pull the young lady back to the house, don't make a fool of yourself at the gate of this palace." ”

When several servants heard the order, they hurriedly helped Zhang Momo up, and she refused to struggle anymore, but put Zhang Momo in the carriage, and then drove the carriage towards Zhang's mansion quickly.

The carriage disappeared into the horizon, and Zhang Chifeng turned around

Come and see the palace gates. Because of Mo Changli, his family's mood seems to have returned to the days when Mo Changli left - melancholy and sad.

But Zhang Chifeng didn't know that this time Zhang Momo was sad and sad because Mo Changli hurt her again, compared to the pain of Mo Changli's departure back then, it was despair and resentment at the moment.

Zhang Chifeng wanted to talk to Mo Changli in person, so he waited at the gate of the palace, but he didn't immediately look for Mo Changli when he left the palace. There was a lot of inconvenience at the entrance of the palace, so I had to follow Mo Changli's sedan chair all the way until Mo Changli settled in Ganlin Garden in the capital.

As soon as Mo Changli stepped into the gate of Ganlin Garden with his front foot, Zhang Chifeng followed with his back foot.

"Who are you?! What to break! I don't know if this is the mansion of the Duke of Qianguo?! The subordinates of Gan Lin Garden at the door hurriedly stopped.

Mo Changli turned around, frowned deeply and looked at Zhang Chifeng with anger, obviously for his sister Zhang Momo, he didn't have to think about it anymore.

When he came, Mo Changli waved his hand and said to the minions, "Let him in." ”

Only then did those subordinates put down their blocking hands and let Zhang Chifeng enter Ganlin Garden.

Zhang Chifeng's expression was extremely cold, he pointed his finger at Mo Changli, and said mercilessly: "The prince is really ruthless, why do you want to hurt my sister?!" You don't like her, why did you provoke her in the first place, she has been depressed for the past few years. And you, I don't remember her at all. ”

Zhang Chifeng's eyes were firmly fixed on Mo Changli, and he really wanted to punch him in the head and let this scourge die here. However, he knew that this person was the son of Yunnan, and he couldn't mess around, so he had to endure it.

Mo Changli calmly apologized coldly, "I'm sorry, this son knows that he has hurt Momo, but I don't want to, but the matter has passed, I hope that Brother Ren will persuade Momo and apologize to her on behalf of this son." ”

When Zhang Chifeng heard this, he was angry and angry, and sneered, "If you want to apologize, go yourself, I can't pass on this." ”

Thinking that he had already apologized when he left the capital a few months ago, Mo Changli didn't want to apologize in person. Zhang Chifeng's request, Mo Changli smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth and did not agree to go.

Zhang Chifeng frowned, this matter can't wait, and asked a little urgently, "Shizi, give me a word, do you want to comfort my sister or do you want to do something?" Can't you be a big man and say something nice? ”

For the sake of Momo, Zhang Chifeng made some requests, and his tone softened.

Mo Changli's face instantly turned cold, and he was in a hurry to catch up, not wanting to say more.

"Sending off!"

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Near the village. What is near the village, separated by a forest and an alley. He could see her, he could hear herβ€”and then he named her Kinzhuang.

In the middle of the night, in the attic of the manor across the woods from the Xiangfu, Xing Ruchen sat and cultivated, and when he felt everything around him, felt the dust floating in the air, and the tiny and faint light of various colors floating in the air, he suddenly saw a figure shaking in his window, slowly walking.

The delicate figure of the woman was reflected in the window in the faint moonlight.

Seeing this scene, Xingruchen's heart fluctuated slightly, and an evil thought flashed in his mind. Seeing the figure at the location of his window through the moonlight outside, Xing Ruchen was sure that there would be no one to look for him except Lin Youtan.

Looking at the quiet and cold surroundings, Xingruchen frowned slightly, presumably she had something to report, otherwise she would not have appeared here in the middle of the night.

"Lord." The person at the window obviously knew that the people inside hadn't slept yet, so he said softly, "Youtan has something to report." ”

Xing Ruchen stood up and opened the door, and Lin Youtan walked in from outside the door. In the dark, the woman bowed.

There was no light in the room, but through the faint light of the moonlight, it was like dust staring at Lin Youtan, "She did what happened to Ling Yunyi at the birthday banquet of Empress Dowager Li today." ”

Lin Youtan was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied, "Yes." ”

She hasn't been gifted yet, and she knows that she is like dust, and Lin Youtan is full of admiration. Also, who he is, how can he not know.

"Zhang Jianxiu helped Liu Piaoyi at the banquet, and it seems that he also knows Liu Piaoyi's purpose."

Xing Ruchen showed a puzzled look on his face, raised his eyebrows, and chuckled, "This is good." ”

His smile was a little cautious, Lin Youtan suspected the meaning of his smile, and probably understood a little.

"Does the lord mean that in the future, the commander of the Jinyi Guard will also do something against the imperial court because of Liu Piao's memory?" Lin Youtan cautiously said the analysis he saw.

"That's what happened today, isn't it?" Xing Ruchen hooked his mouth and smiled happily, but that smile still made people panic.

Lin Youtan was silent and faced him seriously.

The man took a step closer to her, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and an invisible charm rippled like spring water, he lowered his body and approached Lin Youtan's face. The hand stretched out from Guangyun's sleeve, and the knobby fingers touched Lin Youtan's cheek, and the slightly hot breath exhaled on her face.

"Your face will soon need this skin."

Lin Youtan's brows furrowed, and the doubts in his heart became deeper and deeper. But when I heard this, I understood a little bit.

"Lord, are you saying that Feng Siying doesn't have to appear again?!"

Xing Ruchen's lips lightly touched her cheek, making Lin Youtan's body stiffen, stiff and straight, not daring to move, and a rush of desire in her heart. The close contact she had always dreamed of, at this time, but she was stunned and at a loss.

Xing Ruchen smiled indifferently and said ambiguously: "Always wearing this other person's skin, is it possible that you still like it?" ”

"No, Youtan didn't want to stay in Feng Mansion to do this Feng Siying for a long time." She wanted to express her wishes as much as she could, and she just wanted to follow him.

Xingruchen retreated, and his expression returned to his usual coldness in front of her, "It won't take long, you go back first, wait for my order." A cold smile crossed his lips.

Driving her away so quickly, Lin Youtan squeezed out a smile.

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After returning from the palace, Liu Piaoyi had been sitting indifferently in his Qinghui Garden waiting for Jian Xiu to come back, thinking about Ling Yunyi's situation.

Whether it is dead or alive, she should also figure it out.

It's just that she waited until late at night, and Jian Xiu hadn't returned to the house yet, Chunlin urged her to go to bed a few times, and Liu Piaoyi fell asleep. Maybe the heart is too heavy and the body is too tired, and this sleep is very heavy.

The next morning, as soon as it was dawn, Liu Piaoyi, who was lying on the bed, heard the joyful sound of children in the courtyard. Listening to the sound should be Chonghui playing in the courtyard, crisp laughter accompanied by the soft cry of the bird.

Liu Piaoji sat up and sat quietly in his pajamas

When the sun shone in through the window and sprinkled on the ground, the bird outside the house kept talking, and the maids and servants in the yard had already gotten up, and they cleaned the yard, watered the flowers, and exchanged words from time to time, which drew a crisp laugh.

Suddenly, the voice of the maid Hua Ying came from outside the house, "Fourth Young Master-"

Then the footsteps approached the door, and there was a soft sound of the door opening.

It was he who came back.

Liu Piao's face was stunned, she got up and got out of bed, picked up the clothes hanging on the screen and just put them on, the beaded curtain in the inner room was raised, and the man's handsome face appeared in front of her like that.

"Busy all night?" Liu Piaoyi raised his head to look at Jian Xiu, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and his voice was full of determination.

"In the middle of the night, I lay down for a while in the Superintendent, and it was dawn." Jian Xiu approached her and grabbed her waist with both hands.

She looked at him very calmly, without a hint of color, and there was anticipation in her eyes. He knew what she was expectingβ€”

"I'm not dead yet, but I may not be able to get out of bed for a while." Jian Xiu's hand tightened her waist, and she looked at her with a slight frown.

Liu Piao's eyes were cold, and he tore away the hand he put on his waist, stopped looking at him, approached the windowsill, and stared at a bottle of plum blossoms on the tables by the window.

"What's wrong with that palace maid?" She asked, asking the maid she knew in her heart that she had taken her bottle at the banquet.

Jian Xiu also understood, looked at her back with deep eyes, and replied to her, "It's okay, I've already left the palace in front of the ministers afterwards." ”

Staring at the wooden window, Liu Piao's tone was calm and cold, "Am I cruel?" Brief repair. ”

Jian Xiu's eyes deepened, others didn't know, but he knew that his wife had also killed people, and that night in Yangzhou Runze Villa, Lan Qingyun's death was also in her hands, but without saying it, it made her think that everyone thought that the person died by himself. But in fact, how can Jian Xiu not be clear.

If it is cruel, he is also cruel in Jianxiu, but it depends on what is going on and who it is. Those people, who hurt her, deserved to die, how can they say that they are cruel.

"You can't think of it that way, memorβ€”"

He stepped closer to her, hugged her behind her, and let her lean against his chest. I want her to understand that he always believes that she is a kind person.

Liu Piaoyao smiled.

"Tell your husband what you think in the future, okay? It's good to be thoughtful as a husband. If something happens, the husband can't take care of it too much, and I'm afraid that you will be in danger. Jian Xiu's tone was very gentle, his arms around her, and his hands rubbed her small hands tightly in the palms of his hands.

Liu Piaoyi felt the warmth of the man's chest behind him, hooked the corners of his mouth, and smiled proudly.

"Hmm." She replied softly.

Jian Xiu smiled, "I'm so tired, take a rest with my husband." ”

His voice is like the sun rising in the morning in winter, lazy.