Although Dengran is a little confused about the situation, he is not stupid. He naturally understands what Abban means. But now that the lady is injured, do you really want the lady to come in person?
"Leader of the class, Deng Ran has a few words for you to bring to the prince. It's not that my lady is not coming tonight, it's that she..."
"Miss Dengran, please don't say any more, please call the second lady quickly!" Aban interrupted Dengran's words, "If you had come earlier, there would still be a chance, but now, who can do it again?"
I'm not happy if I dare to go and recruit my master so easily, I'm afraid my master will slap me before I even finish my words!"
"Master said, since you are not sincere, no matter how much you say, it is useless." After saying this, Abban shook his head, sighed, and left.
When Deng Ran came back, Gong Yueyue was waiting in the room. Xunyou had just finished giving her the medicine and was wrapping gauze. When he saw her coming back, he immediately stepped forward, but was stunned when he saw the soup cup in her hand.
He paused and lowered his eyes in disappointment: "Is he angry? Or... doesn't want to see you?"
Dengran was not a girl who was good at words. After struggling in her heart for a long time, she still couldn't say anything, so she just repeated Zhao Changyuan's original words that Aban told her.
Gong Yueyue was silent for a moment, looking at the circles of gauze missing on her fingers, and became entangled: "It's just like this, will he think too much?"
Xunyou looked at Gong Yueyue. This woman, Gong Yueyue, has always been arrogant. Today, she would be so hesitant, think over and over again, and carefully consider other people's thoughts. Isn't it a big surprise?
Liang Zixiao laughed loudly and looked at Gong Yueyue: "Now that the weather is clear, Second Young Lady no longer has to rush for this moment. Liang has something to say, I wonder if Second Young Lady would be willing to listen to it."
Gong Yueyue roughly understood the meaning of the words. I am afraid she has something to talk to her, but... Gong Yueyue looked at the sky and couldn't help but hesitate. At this time, she heard Liang Zixiao say: "Second Miss, please step back."
about."
It seems to be still very important.
Gong Yueyue thought for a moment and waved behind her, and Dengran and Zhuhua stepped back a few feet away. Gong Yueyue glanced at the man and said, "Master Liang, what advice do you have?"
Liang Zixiao looked at him intently for a while, seeming a little confused. Gong Yueyue was very puzzled, but she didn't say much. I'm afraid it was something embarrassing, so she couldn't say it easily. After all, she also believed that Liang Zixiao was a stable person inside.
He is a very reliable person in important matters.
Finally, Liang Zixiao sighed and seemed to have already decided how to say it: "Second Miss, yesterday was the death anniversary of Concubine Lan."
Concubine Lan? Junfeng's mother-in-law, so last night in the Shao Mansion... Gong Yueyue opened her eyes wide in shock, so what? Why did she go to Shaodi last night as if nothing happened? And he was
In what mood do you arrive and in what mood do you leave?
Gong Yueyue was silent for a long time, then she said: "Mr. Liang, thank you very much."
After Gong Yueyue said this, she bowed to Liang Zixiao as an equal, then called out to the two people behind her, picked up her skirt and left quickly.
Liang Zixiao watched Gong Yueyue's leaving figure and stood there for a long time. Finally, his eyes turned to the study room where the candlelight was still lit: "Zhao Changyuan, I can only help you so far."
"Brother." Turning around, Liang Zisu stood behind him and looked at him intently.
Liang Zixiao lowered her eyes, walked over, took Liang Zisu's hand, and sighed: "Let's go! Go home."
Liang Zisu didn't want to show herself like a loser, so she didn't speak. She just bit her inner lip with her teeth desperately, turned her head, covered up the dryness in her eyes, and raised the corners of her lips slightly: "Okay."
She and her senior brother were not suitable for each other. She had always known this, so she never deliberately forced anything.
Even though he knew very early that one day, there would be a woman by his side, enjoying his love and care, possessing his tenderness and thoughtfulness... But, for the first time, he deeply realized that he would belong to another person.
, my heart still hurts, very painful!
However, she has nothing to be reconciled to today's ending. Since they are in love, no one can blame her. She is useless, so she can't get it. What's more, she will never fight for anything.
Yes, I can’t even be shameless enough to interfere in other people’s feelings.
When Gong Yueyue came outside the main door, Abban was guarding the door of the study. He saw joy flashing in Gong Yueyue's eyes. He was about to report, but Gong Yueyue reached out to stop him and waved to him.
At the same time, in the study room, Zhao Changyuan lay lazily on a chair, holding the rim of the glass with his fingers and turning it around in his hand. He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, looked at the sky outside, and smiled mockingly. Let's see.
, how can you expect that cold-blooded woman to be truly affectionate?
At this moment, the study door was pushed open...
"Young Master Yang has told you earlier, why don't you listen to his dissuasion?" Gong Yueyue stepped forward and wanted to reach out to take the wine bottle from his hand, but her hand stopped in the air and just said, "You have to understand
Cherish yourself.”
"Haha." Zhao Changyuan sneered, his tone full of sarcasm: "Cherish yourself? Gong Yueyue, seeing how I do this for you, you should be very satisfied."
"I..." Gong Yueyue's heart ached, "You, do you miss me so much?"
I've obviously explained it to him, but isn't what I said before clear enough? Why does he have to feel that she doesn't treat him sincerely? Does he have to play with him for fun because he has nothing to do?
Gong Yueyue felt a surge of energy and blood, her head was a little dizzy, and her feet were wobbly and unsteady. Gong Yueyue held her forehead: "You..."
Gong Yueyue felt that Zhao Changyuan's current thinking had fallen into a dead end, and nothing she could tell him made sense, which gave Gong Yueyue a headache.
"Aban, see the guests off!" Zhao Changyuan ignored Gong Yueyue, pushed the wine pot and wine glasses aside, dipped his hands in thick ink and began to criticize the paper.
"You!" Gong Yueyue bit her lip and frowned more and more. Looking at Aban who pushed the door open and walked in, Gong Yueyue felt a surge of blood in her heart. Suddenly, her hand slammed on the table,
A little tea spilled out of the tea cup on the table, "Deng Ran Candle Hua, drag him away!"
"Gong Yueyue, do you want to go to my palace to show off your power?" Zhao Changyuan was also angry. He slapped the table in half with one palm. I guess it contained a lot of internal energy. Zhao Changyuan gave it a shot.
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward. His other hand had already strangled her neck, "I really want to kill you!"
"Okay!" Gong Yueyue smiled, but the raised corners of her mouth were full of provocation, "If you dare, I'll give you a chance."
"Gong Yueyue, you are a lunatic!" Zhao Changyuan's hand pinching Gong Yueyue's neck suddenly tightened, and Gong Yueyue began to have difficulty breathing. Zhao Changyuan laughed ferociously, and put his lips next to her ear, his dark eyes as deep as
Hell, "Gong Yueyue, do you think I dare not?"
"In that case, you can give it a try." Gong Yueyue coughed, her face was a little pale, but she still raised the corner of her mouth, "If you die, you will die. I owe you more than one life, and I can pay it back now.