Du Ruotong looked up and saw a tall and handsome man in a white hunting suit. He picked up his riding crop, reached out to help her up, and said to her: "Please get in the car."
She never dared to walk alone in such a place again, so she obediently got into the carriage. Because her legs were weak, she almost crawled into the carriage. The first thing she saw was a pair of black official boots, with a camel brocade dress on top.
When she looked up, she was dumbfounded. She might as well not look at it. It turned out to be Mr. Pan's lewd smiling face.
Master Pan's expression gradually changed from a smile to a bit contemptuous and a bit impatient.
After all, she saved herself, so she still had some self-cultivation. She raised her head to meet his cynical expression and said tremblingly: "Thank you... thank you."
"Hmph, there's no need to thank me. I thought it was a beautiful girl from some family, but it turns out it's you." After saying that, he leaned on the cushion and said in a lazy tone: "Don't always kneel down for me, I haven't matured yet."
Where is the fairy?"
She staggered up, sat on the stool, lowered her head, scolding the guy opposite her over and over again in her mind, and thanking him over and over again for saving her life. But she could no longer fight with him.
He stopped talking to her, yawned, closed his eyes and regained his energy. Suddenly he was summoned by his father, saying that he was going to Beijing to hear Zhao Changyuan's raid on Pan's house. He hadn't slept well in the past few days.
He had no choice but to embark on the journey without tears. Who knew which bastard had gone to the magistrate's office to file a complaint, which made him tired from all the traveling.
The dull and strange atmosphere made Du Ruotong almost suffocated. Fortunately, she didn't go far when she heard someone calling her maiden name.
She quickly put her head out and shouted to the person looking for her: "I'm here, I'm here! Yiyi!"
"It's so noisy!" Master Pan impatiently opened the curtain and said to the coachman: "Stop the car." After that, he leaned back, raised his eyebrows and raised his chin and said to her: "Get off, why are you still standing there?
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Du Ruotong immediately jumped down and ran towards Gong Yueyue with all his strength.
The sound of horse hooves sounded behind her, and the people in the car glanced at her back through the car window. The lazy and wretched expression suddenly turned into a hearty smile, her eyebrows and eyes were bent with a smile, and her eyes were as bright as stars...
"Are you okay? You scared me to death!" "Miss! How did you do this? Are you okay?"
The words of care from the girls made the frightened Du Ruotong burst into tears. Yueyue thought she had suffered a loss, so she felt cold and started crying too. Xing'er and Xiaomei were no exception.
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Several men stood aside and sighed, and Zhao Changyuan felt extremely uncomfortable. They trusted him so much, but they still hurt others. His frustration turned into anger: "Where is that person? I'll look for him!" He said coldly.
The sound boomed behind them.
At this time, Du Ruotong realized that they had misunderstood him, so he quickly stopped crying and gasped: "No... no need, I'm fine... just now... Young Master Pan... saved me..."
"Wha...what? Who saved you?" Yueyue thought there was something wrong with her ears, and everyone else present was also stunned.
"Young Master Pan...that bad guy Pan Jingyuan." Du Ruotong knew that only with such annotation could others understand who she was talking about.
"Your savior is really an extremist..." Apart from these words, Yueyue felt that she was speechless.
Seeing that everyone had to finish their work, Mr. Song quickly reminded everyone to hurry up: "Okay, it's getting late. If you don't leave, you will be late. If you miss the time, it will be another crime."
Back in the carriage, Du Yang and Zhao each had their own thoughts, and no one spoke anymore.
Du Ruotong was so frightened, and then was inexplicably saved by Pan Ai Shao, and was even ridiculed by him. He felt very conflicted in his heart. Pan Ai Shao was really annoying, but he did save her, and she would have to fight with him in the future.
If there's another argument, it's better to stay away from him.
Yang Yiyi felt distressed that her beautiful clothes had many tears and her combed hair was also messed up. It looked like there was no time to get a new one. Could she just walk into the Jinluan Palace in such a mess? That's ridiculous!
Zhao Changyuan watched his wife quietly. Her actions today surprised him again. Yang Yiyi is a weak woman who doesn't even dare to step on ants. It usually takes some effort to even grab chopsticks, but today, she actually grabbed a knife to chop.
Man! In the past, he just felt that his wife was different from before, but today, he had an unspeakable doubt. Is this really the Yang Yiyi he has known since childhood?
After holding it in for a long time, he finally couldn't help but ask his doubts: "Madam, why do you... seem to know some kung fu?"
Yueyue cleverly answered: "My father is a general, is it unusual for me to know how to do kung fu? I have always been able to do it, but I was weak before and didn't practice well. Now that my health is better, I am only as good as a three-legged cat."
He relaxed his brows and smiled. It turned out that he had thought too much: "It's not surprising. It's good to know how to do it. I will teach you when I have time in the future."
"Really? Are you really willing to teach me?" If she had a master like Zhao Changyuan to teach her, then she wouldn't be able to think about it unless she was very good.
"Yes. As long as you are interested, I will teach you."
She rubbed his face excitedly: "Then I must practice hard in the future and try to defeat you as my master!"
"You can beat me now."
"Hey, let me tell you, do you really think I don't exist?" Du Ruotong was about to vomit.
Master Song turned around and realized that it was Yang Yiyi and Du Ruotong who got off the carriage. Although they tried their best to tidy up, they still frightened Eunuch Feng.
"You are not going to meet the Holy Emperor just like this, are you? Ah? If not, the Emperor will punish you!" Eunuch Feng jumped anxiously.
Gong Yueyue asked him: "How about we go change clothes first?"
"Change clothes? Huh, you really have a big arrogance. Do you want the emperor and the ministers to wait for you in the palace?" Everyone looked over following the voice, and it turned out that Tong Xian was slowly walking towards them.
His eyes cut across everyone's face like a knife. When they reached Zhao Changyuan's face, they turned into a strange light in an extremely unnatural way, and then quickly moved to other people's faces.
Gong Yueyue saw it in her eyes and felt bitter in her heart. This noble boy seemed to be evil-minded.
"Why should you change your clothes? If the emperor is impatient, he will still want your heads. Eunuch Feng, please take them to face the saints quickly." The reason why Tong Guiren treated them this way was because of his love for Zhao Xiaobailian.
In addition to hatred, he was repeatedly attacked in Luoyang City, so he was quite dissatisfied with the prefect Song. As for Yang Yiyi, it was not surprising that his love rival was extremely jealous when he met him. Du Ruotong did not take him seriously at all, so naturally he would not
What a good look.
They approached the palace gate one after another, and when passing by Tong Xian, Gong Yueyue's legs suddenly softened, and she moaned: "Oh, sir, my feet hurt so much." (To be continued)