Chapter 42: Hug me and I'll forgive you

"Lin Wanqi of the Prince's Mansion is against him, only to see the old feelings decay. Clear the leak, fly back from the cover, and stop singing from the dance. ”

Su Linchuan sprinkled the words scolding the scumbag all over the whole sheet of paper: "Does this Zhang Zhaoran have any blood enmity with you?" Is it worth scolding him like this at Taifu's poetry meeting? ”

Chaoling only felt that Su Linchuan's words were not written plainly enough, and there was no movement over there. She wrote on it like a pen, "Zhang Zhaoran, you are a scumbag, you are already married in your hometown and you are embarrassed to approach Chu Wenbing, you are also worthy." ”

"After all, it's Mrs. Chu's poetry club, it's almost there." Su Linchuan couldn't stand it.

Chao Ling chose among the words and sentences, and said fiercely, "If he wants to marry your sister, are you willing to do it?" ”

Su Linchuan shrunk his neck, "I don't have a sister, and Miss Chu is not your sister." You will kill others, if it were your own sister, you wouldn't have hacked him to death with a knife? ”

The guest seats on the other side have exploded. Zhang Zhaoran's face was swollen and red, and he listened to Chaoling's words scolding her sentence by sentence.

"The prince's mansion Lin Wanqi is right, don't write after the book, don't go to the needlework, and stay away from the soul and the dark Lang."

"Hmph." Listening to Chao Ling's accusation of crying blood, Jiu Li actually laughed out loud, looking at the strange eyes of the people around him, he only hated that he didn't find some good words for her.

All of these things she presented seemed to be an accusation against her lover.

And in front of the words accusing the lover, there will be a scholar who will pass it on and read out the three big characters of the prince's mansion aloud.

Jiuli didn't know whether he should cry or laugh at this time, and the people in his house openly accused the lover at Taifu's poetry meeting. His slender fingers put his forehead on his forehead and smiled, smiling happily as everyone watched.

Zhang Shilang smiled. Jiu Li got up and bowed his hand to the surrounding guests, making a gesture to leave the table.

Zhang Zhaoran wanted to return the gift, but saw the scholar holding the new volume on stage.

"Prince's Mansion Lin Wanqi ........"

The scholar looked at the handwriting on it and realized that something was wrong, the red pen and ink was not a new pair, but a birthday sticker.

On it, it is written that it is the second son of the Zhang family in Jiaozhou, Zhang Zhaoran.

How could the birthday sticker of the new champion be in the hands of Lin Wanqi of the Prince's Mansion?

Zhang Zhaoran's face suddenly turned white and frightening, and his hands and feet were cold, but he felt that something was wrong.

I listened to the person behind the screen and said slowly, "Jiaozhou Chen, Chen Zhou, ask me to return this birthday sticker to Zhang Shilang, if there is any abruptness, please forgive me." ”

For a while, Zhang Zhaoran's marriage in Jiaozhou exploded during the banquet. It was not an unseemly thing to marry in his hometown, but Zhang Zhaoran's engagement to Chu Wenbing, the middle lady of Chu Taifu's mansion, had spread throughout the capital.

No one does not praise the match made in heaven, and no one does not envy Zhang Zhaoran behind his back, and he climbed the big tree of Chu Taifu when he entered the WTO.

Now, the original match of this good match has come to the door and returned the birthday sticker to Zhang Zhaoran.

What a joke.

Zhang Zhaoran glared angrily at the shadow behind the screen, and the man was tilting his head to look at him defiantly, his disdainful eyes almost breaking through the screen.

"General Lin, I don't know the whole picture, why did you hurt me?"

Perhaps, in the noise, others could not hear this sentence clearly, but Chaoling heard it clearly. She said in her heart, "Because I know, you are not a match made in heaven for Chu Wenbing." ”

She stood up from behind the screen, met the surprised eyes of everyone, and walked to the men's seat in front of the screen, "If you want people to know, you can't do it unless you do." Zhang Shilang, I reminded you. ”

***

Under the banquet, the carriage of the prince's mansion took Chao Ling back in front of the door as usual.

Jiuli leaned on the wheel, his long legs supported the robe one after the other, the setting sun sprinkled on his soft long hair, and the high bridge of his nose cast a small shadow, he inherited the tough facial features of Princess Mobei, and his heroic spirit was compelling.

But he didn't look very happy, he folded his hands and frowned in waiting.

Chao Ling came out with a chirping, she saw at a glance that things were not good, and she almost ruined the marriage between Chu Wenbing and Zhang Zhaoran with a birthday sticker.

This time point was chosen urgently and ruthlessly, and everyone knew that there was no room for trouble.

But at the poetry meeting of Taifu Chu, he was Su Jiuli's mentor.

She rubbed her head, skipped Jiuli and quickly got into the car. Jiuli also followed, and the car was crowded, not even enough for Jiuli to stretch his legs. He put his legs on a long shelf, still maintaining a defensive stance.

"Nothing to tell me?"

"You should have guessed it a long time ago." Her voice grew quieter and quieter, until finally she couldn't hear it clearly.

"You can't see Chu Wenbing marrying so much?"

"I ......" Chao Ling straightened up, wanting to show that he was a little imposing, "I just can't see the non-person that Chu Wenbing married?" ”

"Do you think Chu Wenbing is suitable for me?" Jiuli took out a hosta from his wrist, "Last time it was my jade pendant, this time it's hers." Lin Chaochao, you just want me to have something to do with her? ”

"Oh, Sister Chu was still looking for it just now, it turned out to be in His Highness, so I'll help His Highness return it." Chao Ling raised his hand to get the hairpin.

Jiuli shrewdly dodged, "Fake." ”

Chaoling knew that he couldn't hide it from him, so he seduced him step by step, "What's wrong with Sister Chu?" The daughter of the Taifu, if she gets a hairpin, others can't wait to go to the Taifu's mansion immediately, His Royal Highness is golden and noble, and Sister Chu is not a match made in heaven. ”

"Lin Chaochao." Jiuli interrupted her, "That's not interesting." ”

He vaguely remembered the last time she was so flattering or induced him to fight for the throne with the tiger talisman, and this time she was selling Chu Wenbing to himself, and her clever tongue seemed to have never been used in the right place.

"Do you know that there is a word in this world called "two loves?" Jiuli Road.

Chao Ling said in his heart, "Of course, if it hadn't gone wrong, you would have been in love with her a long time ago, I'm not working hard, what's the hurry?" ”

Seeing that she didn't answer, Jiuli didn't think she understood much, but when she knew that Zhang Zhaoran was in a panic after marrying, she asked, "Why do you have to be me?" ”

"Because His Highness is the only credible person in this imperial city." After Chao Ling said this, he couldn't wait to applaud himself. The logic is clear and complete, making it impossible to refute.

She knew that Jiuli liked to hear this.

But I forgot that it was a love sentence in Yu Jiuli's ears.

His expression softened a lot, and he looked at Chaoling in confusion. The space in the car was small, and his snort swept across her face, with a hint of coldness, which was actually a little intoxicating.

Chao Ling snorted and stared, only thinking that he was going to produce some moths.

Jiuli suddenly laughed, he leaned on the side of the car, stretched out his hand to Chao Ling and said, "Come and hug me, and I'll forgive you." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Chaoling to react, he had already taken Chaoling to his side on his own initiative, she heard it clearly, and he smiled and said, "You made a mistake in your calculations, Chu Wenbing does not plan to withdraw from Zhang Zhaoran." ”

***

Today, Zhang Zhaoran lost face at the poetry meeting, and his classmates felt that it would be the darkest day in his life.

He is the champion of the new department, with outstanding literary brilliance and beautiful scenery.

But only he knows that such a scene is bleak and cannot be ranked in his life.

His birthday post only has a few words in a hurry, Zhang Zhaoran, the second son of the Zhang family in Jiaozhou, if there is still a sentence in the back of the township, that nerd who is stupid to read.

A fool who failed the township test three times, and soared to the sky.

Zhang Zhaoran was engaged to the Chen family at a young age and exchanged posts. After failing in the three township tests, the Chen family sent someone to withdraw from the family, and at that time, Zhang's mother was seriously ill, and when she saw the Chen family withdraw from her family, she was anxious and died.

The Chen family also ruined their relatives and married their daughter into a businessman. He left his hometown and embarked on a path of slow study.

Later, he became the champion, and on the day he returned home, his father married his wife and welcomed him into the lobby to sing a poem for his stepmother.

This pile, one by one, that doesn't have to be ugly today is worth remembering for a lifetime?

Although Zhang Zhaoran didn't look down on Chaoling, he couldn't help but sigh that if he could meet such a person when he was young and retired, maybe his mother would not end up depressed.

He stepped on the long steps of Taixue and stood with his back to the rising sun.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind me. Chu Wenbing carried the bookcase and hurriedly ran over. Zhang Zhaoran naturally dodged away, but saw Chu Wenbing standing still in front of him.

Her hazel eyes glanced away, then turned back, as if she had nowhere to speak.

Zhang Zhaoran waited quietly for her to catch her breath and saluted, "Miss Chu." ”

"Zhang Zhaoran?" Chu Wenbing came to his senses, "Grandfather asked me to tell you personally, don't worry about it, he knows everything." ”

"Thank you." Zhang Zhaoran nodded.

"The rest of the words are what I want to say." Chu Wenbing said, "It's just a person, it's better than it, yin and yang are separated." ”

***

Prince's Mansion

"So, do you still think Zhang Zhaoran is a traitor?" Jiuli asked Chaoling.

Chao Ling had no intention of answering for a while, and she threw the book she had read a few days ago into the rattan box. "Do you believe in fate?"

Jiu Li didn't expect her to say this, it's a little funny to put such a thing as fate on him.

[I can't imagine that one day, I will be able to discuss fate with the Great Priest]

"Jiuli, if your fate is decided, do you still want to participate in the ups and downs of cholera and do fearless struggles?"

"What about you?" Jiuli asked rhetorically, "If you love and want, do you want to give it to others because you know the ending?" ”

Chaoling could see that he was messing around, as if the more he knew about her actions, the more he wanted to find out why. She covered the rattan box and moved it outside the door, and saw the bell hiding under the eaves, and did not dare to go in when she heard the two quarrel.

"Su Jiuli, don't find fault with me here. Even if there is no birthday sticker, they are not a good match. ”

She stood outside the house with her hips crossed, and gave him a gesture of seeing him off.

The bell quickly moved to Chaoling's feet, tugged at the hem of her clothes, and whispered, "The nobleman's cheating has been discovered." ”

"It shouldn't be." Chao Ling squatted down, a little puzzled, "Jiuli hinted that Mrs. Chu had a question, which can be regarded as cheating." ”

"It's not this, it's the matter that you hired His Royal Highness to write the words that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince discovered." The bell moved outside again, "When I went to get the box for you, I saw that Cheng Yu asked for a scroll written by you, and returned it to His Royal Highness the Prince, saying that it was the handwriting of His Royal Highness the Third Highness." His Royal Highness's angry books have been torn, and now he should be looking for your fault. ”

Chao Ling's scalp tightened, and someone was pulled up by the collar.

"Do you think Hongu can't hear it?" Jiuli said indifferently, "I want to see how the third brother helps you do this kind of thing of cutting the marriage line, and how to face Mrs. Chu." ”