The wind and snow were a little heavy, but at this time, in the study of Lianfu, the earth dragon was burning hot, and the window was half open.

Lian Zheng was sitting at the desk, looking at the book seriously.

His face was still pale, but the bruises on his forehead had gradually faded, and it seemed that he had less of a headache recently.

His expression was calm, and his whole person seemed to be in a valley full of flowers, giving people a sense of peace.

At this moment, a servant carried a tray with a small bowl on top of the tray containing black Chinese medicine.

Lian Zheng, who smelled the smell of medicine, raised his head to look over, put down the book in his hand, and looked out the window in a calm voice.

However, he couldn't see anything except the dense snow.

"Is it noon again?"

The little servant put down the medicine bowl, and then said with a smile: "No, the master is fascinated by reading, the slave has come several times, and the master has not looked at me." ”

Lian Zheng walked over and sat on the kang by the window.

Because he deals with business, sometimes, he rests directly in the study, so the facilities here are very complete.

"It's not that I'm obsessed, it's that you're light." His voice was soft, making the little guy laugh.

He handed the medicine bowl to Lian Zheng, and when he saw the obvious green shadow under Lian Zheng's eyes, he couldn't help but say, "Master, take a good rest, I haven't closed my eyes for several days." ”

Lian Zheng drank the medicine in the bowl without blinking, he may be more familiar with the medicine than anyone else, after all, he has been drinking it for many years.

"Recently, there have been a lot of things in the DPRK and China, but it's nothing."

When the little guy heard this, he wanted to speak. But looking at Lian Zheng's indifferent face, he suddenly didn't know what to say.

In the end, holding the empty bowl, he still couldn't help but say: "Master, other officials and masters, they are all resting at home at the end of the year, only you are still working." ”

In his tone, he was very dissatisfied with the rest of the officials.

It's already the end of the year, and from today onwards, the Ten Heavenly Dynasty will be exempted.

During this period, it was everyone's time to rest, but Lian Zheng was still busy.

Lian Zheng's expression was indifferent, although he smiled, he always gave people an incomprehensible feeling: "What do they have to do with me?" ”

When the little guy couldn't be persuaded, he stopped talking.

"Has the old lady eaten?"

Maybe he didn't want to continue the topic, so Lian Zheng diverted the topic.

His eyes were looking at the snow flying outside, but his memory went back to a few days ago.

In the midst of Merlin, she smiled with flowers, and her smile was overwhelming.

It was just an ordinary scene, but it always reminded him.

When did you first notice her?

Maybe it was when she sent someone to find him, or when she danced in the city and said lightly that her name was Su Chengcheng.

Or maybe she didn't know how to poison Lin Jinran.

Or maybe it was when Shen Zhi fell into his hands.

Scene by scene, piece by piece.

He admires smart people, because his experience from childhood to adulthood has taught him that stupid people can only be trampled on.

Especially, a smart, but also beautiful woman.

"The old lady said to eat in the room, and let the minions order someone to bring the lunch to the study, so that the minions would not disturb the master."

"Hmm."

He nodded, not saying anything more.

Soon, not long after the little servant went out, he led people in.

Lunch was not sumptuous, it was all bland meals.

However, Lian Zheng rarely ate a lot.

When the little girl looked at it, her eyes were all smiling: "It's still the doctor introduced by Concubine Li, the old man has stopped coughing recently, and his head doesn't hurt anymore, and his appetite is much better." ”

When Lian Zheng finished eating and cleaned his hands, he heard this sentence, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Because it is.

After he sent out the painting that day, when Su Chengcheng returned to the palace the next day, he asked a young girl to come and see him.

The girl's face was indifferent the whole time, as if she wanted to pretend to be as mature as possible, and she always looked around with those eyes.

Even the old lady was a little worried about the girl's age, but she didn't dare to say anything because she was sent by the concubine.

Who knew that after a few days, his illness had really improved a lot, which made Mrs. Lian like her concubine very much.

In the past, although he didn't even say anything about the old lady, he definitely didn't have a good impression of Su Chengcheng.

Even the old lady is a traditional woman, and she has no good impression of Su Tingcheng, who serves her second husband and is still a foreign person.

Although Lian Zheng knows, he will not contradict his mother.

No one knows better than him how his mother guarded this family business and pulled him up.

Teach him the principles of being a man and let him gain fame.

How is it, for his sake, he willingly put down his pride and asked a famous teacher to teach him.

Therefore, when dealing with Mrs. Lian, he has always responded to every request.

Maybe there's one thing......

In short, because of his gradually improving health, even the old lady always wanted him to enter the palace recently to thank the concubine.

He even dug up a jar of good wine buried under the peach blossom tree when his father was alive and let him bring it into the palace.

"Yes, I should really thank you concubine." He smiled appitively.

He got up again, walked to his desk, and began to read the book.

Seeing this, the little guy slowly led people to retreat.

After a while, the little servant came in again, and he had a letter in his hand: "Master, there is a letter from the palace." ”

The little girl's name is Junzi, an orphan rescued by Lian Zheng on the road, several years younger than Lian Zheng, and later grew up and has been waiting by Lian Zheng's side.

Because of this kind of affection, Lian Zheng didn't hide most of the things from him.

So, as soon as he said this, Lian Zheng raised his head, and a pair of eyes flashed.

A letter from the palace?

He took the letter, opened it and saw that this was Su Chengcheng's handwriting.

This is not the first time he has seen it, but he still thinks that this is a good word.

Words are like people, and from this, he can also see her personality.

After reading it, he slowly put the letter back, then walked to the Linglong Pavilion, took out a box from it, and put the letter inside.

It was a locked box, and it didn't look any different.

"Some time ago, I asked you to investigate, but there are results?"

Lian Zheng didn't turn his head, but held the box and looked at it for a while.

There were seven or eight letters in total, all of which she had written to him by hand.

Every time, something happens.

He smiled wryly, he himself felt that something was wrong with him.

However, deep in my heart, I have no intention of changing.

When Junzi heard this, he quickly replied: "I found it, there is indeed news." I heard that those people would exchange maps with each other at 'Youxiang Building'. ”

Hearing the words "Youxianglou", a glimmer of light flashed in Lian Zheng's eyes.

"So, everyone in the rivers and lakes will go there?"

"Yes, most likely, it was the night of Chinese New Year's Eve!"

The night of Chinese New Year's Eve.

Lian Zheng frowned, it wasn't a good day.

Thinking of this, he walked over to his desk and began to write.

In one go, he dried the letter and handed it to Junko: "Send it to the palace." ”

"Yes."