Chapter 311: Can you lend me this life?
Jun Tianlan turned his back to him, was silent for a moment, looked back and chuckled: "Hurt you?" Who saw it? This seat just wanted to invite the five princes to drink tea, but the five princes didn't give face, and crushed the tea cup by themselves, which hurt his hand. β
In the flower hall, the atmosphere was deadlocked.
After a long time, Jun Shuying shook the folding fan and stared at Jun Tianlan's gaze, slightly ruthless.
This outcast, the elder brother, was even more difficult to deal with than he imagined.
He chuckled: "The scenery of the National Teacher's Mansion is excellent, can you take this king on a tour?" β
"Our house is dilapidated, and the word 'tour' of the five princes should not be used." Jun Tianlan stepped out of the threshold with an expressionless face, "Send off guests." β
Gu Ming immediately stepped forward and raised his hand towards Jun Shuying: "Fifth prince, please?" β
Jun Shuying stared at the black robe that disappeared around the corner, and a sharp light flashed in Danfeng's eyes.
However, in an instant, the anger was well suppressed by him, he shook his robe, and left lightly.
He left the National Teacher's Mansion and stepped on his horse, only to see a delicate vermilion carriage parked at the door.
A girl with the smell of books, holding the maid's hand, got out of the car carefully.
A girl next to her whispered: "Your Highness, she is the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion of Chu State, her name is Zhang Li, and she has a marriage contract with the national teacher." β
"Marriage?" Jun Shuying showed a meaningful smile on her face, and immediately urged the horse to walk to Zhang Li's side, "Miss Zhang, look up for a long time." β
Zhang Lizheng sent a maid to deliver a visit post to the concierge of the National Teacher's Mansion, and when he took the initiative to say hello, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, but he still bowed according to the etiquette: "I've seen His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince!" β
"I heard that Miss Zhang is the fiancΓ©e of the National Teacher, and when I saw it today, she was really talented and good-looking, and her temperament was outstanding." Jun Shuying praised with a smile, "This king will return to Dazhou in a few days, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat your wedding wine." β
was praised by such a dazzling person for her talent and appearance, Zhang Li's cheeks were crimson, and she saluted again, "The little woman is ugly, she deserves such praise from His Royal Highness." β
"This king is telling the truth. However, the national teacher is a little affectionate, obviously has a fiancΓ©e who is so beautiful, but he loves a little maid, which really makes this king can't figure it out. Jun Shuying smiled, "Before Miss Zhang marries him, she still has to observe his conduct." β
With that, he urged the horse away in a chic manner.
Zhang Li stood in place, clenching his palms tightly.
The National Teacher, he, actually favored Shen Miaoyan in front of the Great Friday Prince?
Her face is ugly, but now she is good, not only the people of Chu know that he loves Shen Miaoyan, but even the people of Da Zhou know it!
This is called Miss Xiangfu's face, where to put it?!
The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and asked the maid to take back the post of the visit, and turned around and got into the carriage: "Go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion!" β
However, halfway through the car, the girl was troubled, and she felt that Shen Miaoyan was at fault in this matter.
If she hadn't seduced her, how could the national teacher be partial to her?!
Thinking so, he turned his anger to Shen Miaoyan, the calculations in his beautiful eyes overshadowed one by one, and finally commanded coldly: "Go to the prison!" β
The prison is dark and damp.
The cell boss flatteringly walked in front with a lantern, "Don't worry, the eldest lady, the second lady is here to eat and drink, and she hasn't been wronged at all!" β
Zhang Li's face was expressionless, what if he didn't worry about eating and drinking, he didn't want to ask the queen of autumn.
The cell boss stopped at the door of the innermost cell, hung the lantern on the wall, opened the cell door, and said with a smile: "Miss, the little one is not far away, if you need anything, just command!" β
Zhang Li stepped into the cell and saw an unkempt woman, curled up in the straw pile in the corner, and kept whispering: "I didn't kill it!" I didn't kill it! I didn't kill him......"
Her beautiful eyes were a little cooler, she squatted down in front of the woman, and gently stroked those unkempt hair: "Minmin, I'm my sister." β
"Sister?" The woman looked up at her suspiciously, then screamed and shrank back, "I didn't kill her!" I didn't kill him! Woowoo woo ......"
She looked like she was crazy and cried heavily.
The maid behind him said softly: "Miss, the cell boss said that when the second lady came in, it was already like this. Madame had secretly invited a doctor to come in and see her, but she said that there was no cure. β
Zhang Li got up expressionlessly, looked at Zhang Min's gaze, and gradually lost his temperature.
Such a crazy woman is no longer her sister.
Her sister, approximately, had died on the day of the loss of two fetuses.
She still looked at Zhang Min and chuckled: "Since you are no longer Minmin, can you lend me this life?" β
This smile was so weird that the maid next to her couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
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Shen Miaoyan had just woken up from a nap, and Tian Xiang came in with a basin of water: "Miss, the concierge handed over the message, saying that the second lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion in the prison wants to see you." β
"See me? Do what? Shen Miaoyan wiped his face with a soaked handkerchief.
Tian Xiang tilted her head, "It seems to say that I want to tell you the secret of the fall of the Guogong Mansion." However, the slave maid felt that most of it was fake, and the second lady of the Xiangfu was just a boudoir woman, how could she know such a big secret. β
Shen Miaoyan's action of wiping his face paused, and his amber eyes showed complexity.
Since it involves her family, she has to take a look regardless of whether it is true or not.
If it's a trap, she has to pretend to jump in order not to waste the painstaking efforts of the person behind her, isn't it?
After cleaning up, she straightened the hem of her skirt and instructed Yehan to prepare the car.
When the head of the prison saw Shen Miaoyan coming, his eyes flashed, but he had a smile on his face: "Yo, Miss Shen San, are you here to visit Miss Zhang Er?" This side please. β
Shen Miaoyan's gaze swept over his back, this person probably took the benefits of the Zhang family, and he was very attentive.
Su Wen and Ye Han followed her, through the long, dark corridor, and finally stopped in front of a cell.
The cell boss opened the cell door and grinned: "Third Miss, please?" β
Shen Miaoyan didn't go in, she looked at the empty cell opposite, and there was a moment of trance in her eyes, she had been in it twice.
"Third Miss?" The cell boss called again.
Shen Miaoyan came back to her senses, picked up the corner of her skirt and stepped into the prison door, Zhang Min curled up on the straw, muttering something in her mouth, and her eyes were wide open.
She walked over and crouched down in front of her, only to hear what she said was that I didn't kill her.
She stared at Zhang Min expressionlessly, from the moment she killed Shen Junmao, she had become demented.
How could a demented person ask someone to go to the National Teacher's Mansion to spread the word that he wanted to see her?
Shen Miaoyan got closer, and her voice was extremely soft: "Zhang Min." β
Zhang Min was stunned, glared at Shen Miaoyan, and her chapped lips moved slightly.
It turns out that there is still a little consciousness.
Shen Miaoyan thought about it, and called again: "Zhang Min? β
Zhang Min stared at her blankly, and in the next moment, black blood seeped out from the corner of her dry mouth, and she hugged her stomach in pain and rolled on the straw: "Don't kill me!" Don't kill me! β
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