Both the master and the servant heard.

Yeqi was about to push the wheelchair closer, but was called by Lonely Yechen: "You don't have to go. ”

Night Seven sighed.

But the prince really just looked at the princess and the magpie in the distance deeply, and didn't say anything more.

Neither the magpie nor the princess noticed their presence.

The magpie said, "But Princess, what if the prince comes tonight?" ”

The princess's meaning is obvious, she wants to sneak out of the house, or is it night, this ......

Chu Ling shook his head lightly, "No, he won't come over, you can rest assured." ”

The magpie didn't know how to speak for a moment.

And so it is.

Since the princess married into the palace, except for the night of the candle in the cave room, the princess was poisoned, and the princess kept the princess for a night, the princess never let the princess sleep.

Not to mention that the prince came to see the princess.

The magpie sighed lightly: "The slave and maid know, princess...... It's really not easy to go out alone, so it's better to let the ......"

"No, have you forgotten what I just told you?"

Don't leave the house these days.

With such a direct warning, did she take it completely seriously?

The magpie suddenly lowered his eyes, "Yes, the slave maid obeys the instructions of the princess." ”

Over there, Lonely Yechen instructed Yeqi: "Go back to the house." ”

Ye Qi sighed: "Why is this? Won't the prince go to the princess? ”

As soon as he reached his lips, he was glared at by the eyes of the regent, and he suddenly touched the tip of his nose a little embarrassed.

"It's a subordinate who talks too much." Yeqi coughed twice and hurriedly pushed the regent's wheelchair back to the house.

……

It's night.

Chu Ling glanced at the letter paper on the table after painting the spells on the wall.

That's right, this is a letter secretly sent in by Gu Baizhuo, the third prince of the day, and the letter is written sincerely, wanting to meet her.

In her previous life, because she divorced early, she didn't expect that Gu Baizhuo would be able to do anything.

Meet in the Ruyi Building.

That is a theater for listening to operas, and it can be said to be the best choice for listening to operas in the capital.

Gu Baizhuo also repeatedly emphasized in the letter that she should cover up her identity.

Chu Ling sneered and burned the letter paper.

She will definitely go, and of course, she will also make Gu Baizhuo pay for his actions tonight!

Ruyi Building.

Gu Baizhuo raised his head and drank a glass of wine, he was dressed in white, his face was like a crown of jade, handsome and extraordinary.

His face was sad and helpless.

The man opposite is also dressed in a crescent white robe, suave, with a folding fan in his hand, it is the second son of the Chu family, Chu Changhuan.

"Why does Your Highness look like this? Specially called me over, could it be to watch His Highness drink? ”

On the stage, the actor is still singing a touching play.

Gu Baizhuo sighed: "Ling'er, she suddenly married my imperial uncle, I'm ......"

"You don't like her, don't you like my family?" Chu Changhuan opened the folding fan with a "swoop".

When he thought of Chu Ling's sister, his excellent mood was suddenly lost.

Looking at the snacks and fruits on the table, I also felt unappetizing.

"In my opinion, it is fortunate that she is married to the regent, and by her appearance of death, she will not live for a few days."

"I can't say that, although I don't have a spirit in my heart, but after all, I grew up together, and I have a lifelong ...... with her."

As the two spoke, an attendant in charge of pouring wine came to their side.

The attendant poured his wine quietly.

Hearing Gu Baizhuo's disgusting words, the entourage's eyes were slightly cold, and when he poured the wine, his fingers moved slightly.

This entourage is none other than Chu Ling.

She wasn't going to actually show up for the appointment.

It's to see how disgusting the three princes can be.

Gu Baizhuo raised his head and drank the wine in his glass again, not noticing the entourage around him.

Chu Changhuan sneered: "Your Highness is too affectionate, that Chu Ling is simply a vicious shrew, in addition to having an empty face, she has a bad brain, and she wants to write all day long to drag down our Chu family." ”

He slammed the folding fan down.

"I don't understand why Wushuang is not my sister, but Chu Ling, God would joke with me."

"Do you know how she talked to her eldest brother and father that day? It's simply disrespectful, unobtrusive, ruthless and unrighteous ......"

Burst!

Suddenly, a glass of wine pounced on Chu Changhuan's face, causing Chu Changhuan's voice to scold Chu Ling abruptly.

Chu Changhuan looked at the person who pounced on his face in astonishment.

The glass flew from not far away, and the drink hit him in the face, showing that this man was extremely powerful.

Chu Changhuan wiped his face.

Gu Baizhuo on the opposite side was even more like a mouse seeing a cat, suddenly got up, and called out respectfully to the man on the other side: "Ten ...... Uncle Nineteen, you, you're here too. ”

It's not just a lonely night.

When was he there?

Chu Ling was also a little surprised, extremely surprised.

She was glad that she was disguised now, and she was still wearing the clothes of a little girl, so she shouldn't be discovered by him.

Chu Changhuan was splashed with wine, and he was angry, especially in the face of the regent who was still in a wheelchair, he was not convinced.

He is the most unenterprising of the seven brothers of the Chu family, and he only wants to paint and write poems all day long, and he has neither the consciousness of the eldest brother to serve the imperial court, nor the idea of the third brother leading the army to be a general.

Not to mention that the fourth brother is in business, the fifth brother is an imperial doctor, the sixth brother is shrewd and the best at power and strategy, and the seventh brother is a rare genius, both civil and military, and talented.

Although Chu Changhuan didn't have any skills himself, he thought of his family background and the strength of his younger brothers, so he was extremely dissatisfied with this man in a wheelchair.

It's just a cripple, so what's there to fear?

"The prince is too rude, why do you plop me in the face, after all, the prince married my sister, you should call me the second brother-in-law."

Chu Ling heard Chu Changhuan really laugh when he heard it on the side.

What does it mean to stay here and climb the relationship?

She always knew that her second brother was not sensible, only knew those ups and downs, and recited poems, and refused to serve the court or the prime minister's mansion.

He didn't do much, and he didn't have any opinions.

In his previous life, he couldn't take his eyes off watching him being beaten to death by his eldest brother, and he was indifferent.

She only remembered that before she took her last breath, the man looked at her coldly and mockingly, as if to say in his eyes: deserve it!

The anger on Chu Ling's body also rose a little in vain.

Gu Baizhuo hurriedly pulled Chu Changhuan, "You can say a few words." ”

This person is his friend of wine and meat on weekdays, and he is the tool he uses to use, it doesn't matter on weekdays, but today in the face of the regent, he is like a great enemy, and he can't be harmed by this person.

Chu Changhuan was not afraid, "What is Your Highness afraid of?" This matter was originally done by the prince. ”

Gu Baizhuo really couldn't cry or laugh.

Just with this small wine glass, Gu Baizhuo knew that although the man was already in a wheelchair, his martial arts had not diminished in the slightest.

If this is swept by a palm wind, Chu Changhuan, who is weak and can't help the wind, is afraid that he will be chopped to death.

Wheelchair creaks.

The man who was originally listening to the play next door came to this house under the wheelchair of Ye Qi.

There was a clanging sound on the stage, and many people applauded.

And in the room where the play was listening, the powerful aura from the man in the wheelchair was also a little overwhelming.

Just as Chu Changhuan was still about to speak, the lonely night suddenly turned his head slightly to look at Chu Ling.