Yang Qiqi thought of this, and couldn't help but laugh a little, what did Murong Zhao do to avoid her? It doesn't make sense.

Wen Yaojia saw that she looked thoughtful, and coughed very lightly.

Yang Qiqi sighed lightly, and said with a smile: "I heard His Highness the Thirteenth say that he smashed all the flowers." ”

Wen Yaojia replied gently and politely: "It was to let His Highness the Thirteenth smash it, but His Highness asked the gardeners in the mansion to try their best to remedy it, and left a small half." His Royal Highness also said that if he meets a flower equal to a girl in the future, he will definitely accompany you, girl. ”

Yang Qiqi said politely: "No need, you can still divide the basin from Ulsan in the coming year." Such a trivial matter does not need to be worried about His Highness Eleven. ”

Wen Yaojia finished saying what she should say, and then got up and said goodbye to Yang Qiqi. Yang Qiqi saw that it was raining outside the window, so he left her to sit again, and leisurely asked her if she was idle on an errand in the Eleventh Prince's Mansion, whether she had any opportunities for recreation on weekdays, and whether Chen Fangyue often wronged her.

Wen Yaojia went back one by one, and she realized more and more in her heart that Yang Qiqi was attentive and diligent, either a traitor or a thief.

After leaving the Yuguo Mansion, Wen Yaojia told Lu E, who had seen Yang Qiqi say, and Lu E, who came with her.

Lu E said innocently: "Miss Yang Qi treats her sister like this, isn't my sister happy?" ”

Wen Yaojia snorted coldly and said, "These noble daughters, don't they want to use the people around us to get close to Your Highness?" Have you forgotten Miss Qin San of the Yiguo family? She approached us twice and three times, asking His Highness about his preferences. Who knows what evil intentions this Yang Qi girl is hiding, let's stay away from her. ”

Lu E shook her head and said, "Those girls, Your Highness is not knowledgeable, but it is also very good. I don't know how much better it is than the girl of the Chen family! So kind to you again. Lu E said, and couldn't help but sigh: "If she can be the mistress of the Eleventh Prince's Mansion, she will definitely treat us well." I won't always have nothing to do with you like the Chen girl! ”

Wen Yaojia couldn't help but sink her face when she heard this, and reprimanded: "Such words, are we slaves and maids talking nonsense?" Besides, they don't deserve it! Wen Yaojia said, and quickly got into the drizzle curtain, without waiting for Lu'e to hold an umbrella for her.

Lu'e stuck out her tongue and hurriedly followed.

After returning to the Eleventh Prince's Mansion, Wen Yaojia naturally wanted to go to Murong Zhao's life.

Murong Zhao was sitting in front of the big bookcase reading a book, and when he heard Wen Yaojia's voice asking to see him, he didn't raise his head, and said lightly: "Come in." ”

Wen Yaojia entered the door, blessed him, and said, "Your Highness, the flowers have been delivered, and Miss Yang's injuries are not serious, so there is no big problem." ”

Murong Zhao said: "What do you say? ”

Wen Yaojia didn't hear clearly, and didn't reply in a daze.

Murong Zhao raised his head and glanced at Wen Yaojia, and patiently asked again, "What did she say?" ”

Wen Yaojia hung her head slightly, and the broken hair on her forehead blocked her beautiful eyes. With a little respect, she said, "Miss Yang Qi said, these little things, you don't have to worry about them, Your Highness." These flowers were smashed by His Highness the Thirteenth, and they were smashed, nothing to blame. Wait for next year, and it will be able to be divided from Ulsan. ”

Murong Zhao thoughtfully put down the scroll in his hand and said, "That's all she said?" ”

Wen Yaojia said again: "The rest is to ask the slave maid what kind of bad work she does in the house, whether she does a lot of work, whether she is tired, what pastimes she has on weekdays, and whether Miss Chen is always so difficult to be a slave." ”

Murong Zhao still wanted to ask Wen Yaojia something, but when the words came to his lips, he only let out a low oh and sent Wen Yaojia down.

When Wen Yaojia retreated silently, Murong Zhao heard the sound of the door closing, and couldn't help but support his forehead with his hand, staring at the dripping rain outside the window with kind eyes like stars, and his side face was very handsome.

"She didn't ask me what I was doing?"

As soon as he said the words, he couldn't help but laugh himself.

What does Yang Qiqi have to ask him? If there was no layer of the Liang Guogong Mansion in it, wouldn't they be irrelevant people?

Murong Zhao remembered the few faces he had seen Yang Qiqi before, and couldn't help but be a little surprised that they hadn't had any deep contact and conversation before, and they weren't even friends.

It's very strange, he feels that Yang Qiqi is very familiar. Listening to her and being with her always makes him naturally relaxed.

Murong Zhao picked up the scroll again, shook his head and said, "It's really a strange thing, a strange thing. ”

After sending Wen Yaojia away, Yang Qiqi also nestled on the couch by the window to read. Listening to the sound of rain outside the window, she unconsciously lost her mind.

It stands to reason that it was Murong Zhao who borrowed the flowers at the beginning, although the flowers were smashed by Murong Xi, but it is reasonable for him to come and talk to him. According to his temperament, he will explain the reason. But after so long, he thought about sending Wen Yaojia to talk about this.

Yang Qiqi pondered and pondered, still feeling that he might have offended Murong Zhao somewhere.

Just as he was thinking, footsteps sounded outside the window, and Aunt Caiping handed over the word and entered the door: "Girl, Mr. Chu is here." ”

Yang Qiqi sat up while arranging his clothes, and said in a loud voice: "Please Mr. come in." ”

Chu Xuwen dusted the droplets of water on his shoulders and entered the door, saying, "Is the seventh girl seriously injured?" ”

Yang Qiqi smiled and invited him to sit down, and said, "It's a bit scary." ”

Chu Xuwen's eyebrows relaxed slightly, and he sat down and said, "Seventh girl, His Highness the Eleventh has sent someone to check on you. ”

Yang Qiqi's eyes widened in surprise, and he asked a little nervously, "Check me?" When? ”

Chu continued: "It's the matter when you just entered Chang'an, and His Highness Eleven's people are very secretive, and the net is wide. This matter was noticed by the people on the eldest prince's side. "The eldest son mentioned by Chu Xuwen is Yang Qiqi's eldest brother Du Yu.

Yang Qiqi thought about the moment she just returned to Chang'an, and felt that Murong Zhao's current abnormality should have nothing to do with investigating her, but she still frowned slightly, and asked in her heart, "What have you found?" ”

Chu Xuwen shook his head, his face was a little unpleasant, "I just don't know what His Highness Eleventh has heard, and the uncle asked people to go back to check, but they didn't even find out the bottom of His Highness Eleven." ”

Yang Qiqi was very surprised by these words, what is the place of Mantuo Villa? It is one of the best in the martial arts. There are countless disciples in Zhuangzhong, and the power in the rivers and lakes is very great. In addition, she and her second senior brother He Qianfan have deliberately arranged it in the past few years, using Guijin Building and Roujin as a place for secret intelligence contact, and there is almost nothing that can be hidden from their eyes.

But Murong Zhao can check her silently now, she didn't know until so long, and she didn't know what he had found out. How unfathomable is he to do this?

Chu Xuwen saw Yang Qiqi's brows furrowed, and hurriedly comforted: "There is no trace of what happened before the girl went to Ulsan, and no one knows when you went to Ulsan." How do we say this, how do we calculate? Your Highness Eleventh can only find out where you and your husband have gone in the past two years. The worst, the worst, can only be found in your private property. ”

Yang Qiqi's face became more and more solemn, "Those shops that fought with the Yang family, you still transferred back to Ulsan." At the feet of the Son of Heaven, no one can be taken lightly. Let His Highness Eleventh find out that is the only way, but in the future, no one is allowed to know anything about me. ”

Chu Xuwen nodded and said, "It's already been ordered." In fact, we have deliberately concealed your news, and it is not so easy to hear. I just don't know how the power of His Highness Eleventh can be so deep? ”

Yang Qiqi raised his eyebrows and asked, "That is to say, His Highness Eleventh may have some forces in the rivers and lakes?" ”

"Maybe it's more than that, except for those martial arts, it's not good to say that there are also the forces of peddlers and pawns, otherwise in terms of the news network, who in the world can compare to Mantuo Villa?"

Yang Qiqi immediately called Zhuyi and asked, "You said that His Highness the Thirteenth came to the door that day, and His Highness the Seventh and His Highness Eleventh came together?" ”

Zhu Yi nodded and said: "The slave asked the little maid in the front yard, saying that it was the Thirteenth Highness who finished reading the account book at that time, and the Eleventh Highness was happy to say that Juque had left, and asked the Thirteenth Highness what he wanted to lose to him." ”

Yang Qiqi secretly pondered: Yes, Murong Xi has such a careless character, where can he find any clues from her words. That is, Murong Zhao made a bet with him, and he came to the Yuguo Mansion. It must be like this.

The unexpected joy of the Li family's seizure of power was thanks to Murong Zhao secretly helping her?

Could it be that he was deliberately trying to help her, but why? Did he find something, or did he know something?

Yang Qiqi's head is big, and there is no result.

Chu Xuwen couldn't help laughing and said: "Seventh girl, don't you have to think about it, isn't His Highness Eleventh doing nothing right now!" Now that we know that he is checking on you, we should pay more attention to him. ”

Yang Qiqi hummed absentmindedly, thought of something again, and said to Chu Xuwen: "Mr. went to find a place for cockfighting and lackeys in Beijing, and some gambling and lottery places that Xungui's children often played. ”

Chu Xuwen couldn't help asking: "What do you want to ......?"

Yang Qiqi snorted coldly and said, "Yang Jing has been too comfortable, I'll teach him a lesson." ”

When Zhu Yi heard this, he almost clapped his hands and praised, "The slave thought that you would endure this breath." ”

Endure? Why, she had endured enough in her previous life.

It's just that at this time in her last life, she was all about how to please Mrs. Li and how to get along with her sisters, and she never paid attention to the absurdity of Yang Jingji's sitting down back then. I only know that he likes cockfighting and lackeys very much behind his back, and he was once jokingly called the most playful boy in the capital. She is waiting for Chu Xuwen to come back, and she can help her take care of Yang Jingji.

Chu Xuwen nodded in response, and when he saw that it was not early, he still went back to the front yard.

Yang Qiqi had something in his heart, and he didn't sleep well this night. She pondered that she had to find an opportunity to probe Murong Zhao's tone.

Who knew that if you want to sleep on the pillow, such an opportunity will come to the door in a blink of an eye.