Seeing this, the sickly young man beside him couldn't help but look puzzled, "Brother, do you know that little girl?"
King Zhao turned to look at him, smiled and nodded slightly, "So... we had a chance encounter."
The little girl searched for him and asked her to go back and wait for news. News about her brother would be sent to his house within three days.
Counting the days, tomorrow was the third day, but he waited here and there in the mansion, but he didn't receive even a word of letter...
I feel a little irritable for no reason, and I really want to ask the little girl for a clear explanation.
Thinking of this, King Zhao said to several young men around him, "Although we can't disturb the Jiang family's family affairs, we have a friendship with brother Jiang He as classmates, so we should go over and have a look. What do you think?"
Everyone saw that His Highness was preoccupied, as if he wanted to go over and take a look, but couldn't express it clearly, so they nodded in agreement.
We moved the steps for Prince Zhao to come down, and also gave many high-sounding reasons to comfort His Highness. We did not want to meddle in other people's family affairs. We just walked toward the study with Prince Zhao for the sake of our sincere friendship as classmates.
The sickly young man coughed, and there was a hint of smile on his face, "This little girl may not look big, but she has a bad temper. How did my brother get to know her?"
Chen Yun thought about how he met the little girl that night. After thinking about it, he chose some insignificant things to talk about and avoided mentioning the matter of asking the little girl to take a calligraphy test.
On the other side, Jiang Fugui received the news that His Royal Highness King Zhao and Prince Yun were passing through the palace. He was thinking of going to the front yard to greet them when he heard a loud "bang" sound coming from the courtyard.
Jiang Li, that bastard, trotted in with a suppressed smile on his face, his eyes full of stars watching the show, "Master, master, here comes, here comes the door."
Jiang Fugui yelled at him angrily, "Who's knocking on the door?"
Someone knocked on the door, you are still in such a good mood, I really gave you a free meal!
"The fourth girl came with her men to fight."
Jiang Fugui looked confused. At first, he thought he had heard it wrong. But after he understood and digested the news, his nose was almost crooked with anger: "This is nonsense!"
There were so many guests in the house today, and the little girl actually brought people to beat him up??
This is clearly a rebellion!
Jiang Fugui ran out of the study room angrily and saw a small round ball sitting in front of the stone table in the garden with his head tilted and his back to him, holding an orange in his paws and peeling it to eat.
How could Jiang Li come to the door with anything he said!
Jiang Fugui turned around and glared at Jiang Li.
Isn’t my daughter sitting happily on the stool eating oranges?
What to fight?
Jiang Li winked at him, asking him to take a look at the land next to him.
Jiang Fugui took a glance and realized that next to the little girl's stone stool, there was a groaning person with a painful expression on his face.
Isn't this his nephew Jiang He?
Why is Jiang He tied up like a rice dumpling and his expression looks so painful?
Jiang Fugui suddenly had a bad omen that his daughter was going to cause trouble and his nephew was going to be in bad luck. The muscles on his face trembled unpredictably as his expression changed.
"Xiaosi, what are you doing?"
When Jiang Nai heard his old father's roar, he turned around and smiled innocently at him.
Jiang Fugui was about to curse, but all the words were dispelled by this smile, and the roar that had been brewing for a long time was inexplicably stuck in his throat.
What a great bastard, he is still as round as a ball at such a young age, but his smile has the tendency to captivate an entire country.