Chapter 122: The prince also wants to have fun?
When Lin Zhiruo heard the word "silver", she suddenly came to her senses, handed the brush to Zi Wei, and instructed her: "Come, you practice by yourself for a while, and I will come back." Saying that, she walked towards Qin Zimo, and she was in a good mood, and she also politely said to Qin Ziyu and Qin Yi: "The two of you will sit by yourself for a while, and I will come later." ”
Qin Zimo had already turned around and walked out, and Lin Zhiruo slowly followed.
"I was going to ask the prince for it later, but I didn't expect the prince to be quite talkative, so he actually sent it himself? Unexpected. Lin Zhiruo followed Qin Zimo to the flower stand, said with a snicker, and folded off an oleander on the side of the road with her hands, pinched it in her hand and spun it around, looking playful and cute.
Qin Zimo didn't speak, nor did he stop, just walked in front leisurely, as if he wanted to find a suitable place and then hand over the silver ticket to Lin Zhiruo.
Lin Zhiruo looked at Qin Zimo's tall and chic back, and felt a little awkward in her heart, how handsome this thing looks, but it's a pity that it has been polluted by Xue Ziyao's slut, as soon as she sees him now, she thinks of Xue Ziyao's bitch and pretends to be pitiful, and she wants to wake him up a few times, and ask him if he is blind How can he like a slut like Xue Ziyao, even if you like a stupid white sweet like Qin Yike, it's much better!
Lin Zhiruo just lay down like this, and followed Qin Zimo to the edge of the rockery in the backyard, seeing Qin Zimo stop on the edge of her swing, and then turned around and stared at her with two cold star-like eyes.
Lin Zhiruo cast her indifferent eyes back without fear, and then stretched out her hand to ask for money, "One thousand taels, the prince said yes, I have tried my best to cooperate, and I will not accept credit and installments." ”
Qin Zimo was also refreshed, reached out and took out a silver ticket from his arms, and gently placed it in Lin Zhiruo's palm...... No, before he could put it down, he quickly raised his arm again.
Lin Zhiruo knew that he might trick her, so she had been staring at the silver ticket in his hand for a long time, and was about to take the initiative to reach out and grab the silver ticket when she saw it, but she didn't expect Qin Zimo to move so fast, and she was too tall for her to reach at all, but instead jumped twice in shame like a puppy, and then looked up at him in disappointment, "Does the prince want to regret it?" ”
Qin Zimo looked down at her slightly, as if he was trying to see through everything about her with his eyes, but this look inexplicably made Lin Zhiruo feel that it seemed to be gentler than before.
He held the silver ticket and said to her coldly: "Naturally, this king will not break his promise, but before you get the silver ticket, you have to answer a few questions from this king." ”
Lin Zhiruo pursed her lips and said dissatisfiedly: "What does the prince have to ask me to know?" Could it be that the prince wants to inquire about the date of my letter? ”
Qin Zimo's face darkened by Lin Zhiruo's shameless words, "As the princess of this king, how can you speak openly several times?" ”
Lin Zhiruo disagreed, "Then the prince, as my husband, is there anything wrong with asking his wife's physiological problems?" I'm subtle enough that I haven't asked you to meet my physical needs, huh? ”
Qin Zimo narrowed his eyes helplessly, and then had to change the topic and ask Lin Zhiruo: "Recently, this king always feels that he seems to have forgotten something, but he can't remember it anyway...... These things seem to concern you, do you know? ”
Lin Zhiruo was stunned, turned her head in a fog to look at the freshly sprouted Huoxiang, and replied casually: "The prince forgot something other important and asked someone to ask me, but if you ask about such an insignificant person as me, with all due respect, there is no need, anyway, sooner or later, one day I will leave Duanwangfu, and sooner or later the prince will forget me, sooner or later, I will forget me, forget sooner or later, why bother?" ”
Qin Zimo actually felt that there was nothing wrong with what Lin Zhiruo said. But his curiosity is also a little heavy, and he can't tolerate the slightest bit of uncertainty. Although he really didn't have any feelings for Lin Zhiruo, this was his own memory, and he didn't want to become a person with a broken memory just like that......
He also wanted to know how much had happened between him and Lin Zhiruo, why he was so cruel to her, and most importantly, he also wanted to see what kind of expression Lin Zhiruo had when she told him those things.
"There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with what you said, but this king just can't tolerate sand, and the slightest unclear must be clarified, the case investigation is like this, and the same is true for doing things." Qin Zimo asked Lin Zhiruo again: "When you were in Dali Temple, what did this king and you have?" You'd better tell the truth and don't hide anything. ”
Lin Zhiruo was stupid when Qin Zimo asked this, and then felt angry again. This dead Qin Zimo, what did the two of them do in the Spiegel Pavilion? Since he is so affectionate to Xue Ziyao, why do you still possess her? Why did you use old things to tease her after she was so cruel that she promised not to violate the river water with her well water? He's not sick in the head! Pretending to have amnesia? He might as well pretend to be dead, she must have cut out his flower heart with her own hands!
"What else do you bring up about the past? It's boring, it's rare for the prince to have a day off, why don't you go back to Yuehuating to accompany your wife and children, and ask me what I'm doing as an idler? Lin Zhiruo said lukewarmly, sat on the swing and shook it leisurely, and before Qin Zimo responded, she added: "If the prince still has many problems like this, I think it's better not to waste each other's time, if you want to give a thousand taels of princes, you can be happy, if you don't want to, forget it, I'm not poor for a day or two." In a word, to give or not to give? ”
Qin Zimo turned around and looked at Lin Zhiruo's unreasonable look, thinking of her calm and playful demeanor when she talked to Qin Ziyu, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable, so he changed the question: "When you get along with King Hui, you seem to be very calm and comfortable, and you seem to look happy, but when you get along with this king, you become indifferent and rude." This king is a little curious, in your heart, what is the status of this king? ”
Lin Zhiruo couldn't help frowning, why didn't this person play cards according to the routine? Want to tear away the topic and trick her in reverse? No way! Lin Zhiruo pretended not to hear it, and continued: "Tearing away the topic again, is the prince very reluctant to the thousand taels?" I'm a more upright person, if the prince doesn't give money, I'll go back and find another way, it's really meaningless to talk about this boundless thing, although I'm poor, but time is still very precious, the prince understands it, okay? ”
Qin Zimo walked up to Lin Zhiruo and grabbed the swing that was shaking, and the swing suddenly stopped. Lin Zhiruo looked at the bricks and stones at the soles of her feet, and asked him lightly: "The prince also wants to have fun?" Sit down. ”