Although Ruan Yuyi didn't want to marry Cheng Rui, she never thought about something happening to him. Seeing that Cheng Zhu looked bad, she comforted her softly, "Auntie, don't panic, brother Rui might be playing in a corner of the yard."
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We can only hope that this is the case.
At this moment, Mrs. Cheng and Zhu heard everything indistinctly, couldn't reach their ears, couldn't speak, and stared at the door with eyes wide open.
After a while, Mu Xiang and another maid came back. The maid wrung her hands. In such a stagnant atmosphere, she didn't dare to say a word, "Madam, I can't find the second young master."
Ruan Yuyi looked at Mu Xiang, who met her eyes and shook her head slightly.
"Can't find it?!" Mrs. Cheng Zhu threw the teacup in her hand towards the corner. The teacup broke and water splashed all over the floor. "Where could such a big person go? You must not have searched carefully enough or not searched quickly enough."
Call some people and go!"
Mrs. Cheng Zhu was the daughter of a small family. She was not very dignified and quiet, but had a very fierce temper. The maid who spoke this time was a little girl. She trembled at the yelling and quickly withdrew.
Mrs. Cheng Zhu's eyes fell on the steaming lunch in front of her. Although they were all vegetarian, there were many varieties. The plates were packed with attractive colors. Even if she had lived here for a long time, she would never get tired of eating them.
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There were only a few masters left in the room, and it seemed quite empty for a while.
Cheng Zhushi unconsciously began to think about what to do if Cheng Rui was injured. Would he be crying somewhere and no one would care about him? What if he strayed into the forest and met a jackal, tiger, leopard, etc., and he would never be able to find him again.
what to do……
The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became, and she kept twisting the silk tablecloth.
"You guys, go and look for her quickly..." She pushed Cheng Xingqiu and asked him not to delay.
Seeing his mother's anxious look, Cheng Xingqiu suppressed the emotion in his eyes.
Cheng Zhu has been closer to Cheng Rui since she was a child. She can indulge Cheng Rui and laugh on her lap, but every time she sees him, she only asks him how his studies are, as if there is nothing else to say except this sentence.
So he studied hard while living in poverty, and passed the imperial examination, just so that his mother could take another look at him.
There are many monks in Shenghe Temple, but Cheng Rui was only absent for a short time, but she was so panicked. I don't know if Cheng Zhu mourned for him when his bad news came to his family more than a year ago.
"Mom, don't worry, I'll go look for her right now." Cheng Xingqiu put his arms around her shoulders and asked her to sit back. After placing Zhao Rong back in the wing, he turned around and walked out of the courtyard.
Mrs. Cheng Zhu didn't notice at all that her eldest son was in a bad mood. She was immersed in her own terrible imagination and her face was as sinking as water.
"Aunt, I'm going to help you," Ruan Yuyi couldn't sit still, so she still comforted her verbally, "My second cousin is the governor, so I guess he won't be too far away. You can just rest here and wait for the news.
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Mrs. Cheng Zhu waved her hands feebly, "Go ahead, go ahead."
After walking a certain distance, Mu Xiang said to Ruan Yuyi, "I guess the second young master should have gone out on his own. When we were looking for him, the courtyard door was ajar."
I just don't know why Cheng Rui, who always listened to Cheng Zhu's words, left the courtyard without any reason, and even his wife was not informed.
But it was said that after Zhao Rong returned to his wing, he did not stay here all the time, but went to Ruan Yuyi's house while there was no one around.
When she saw Ruan Yuyi just now, she noticed at a glance that she was not wearing the pair of Dongzhu earrings today. Thinking of seeing her in her room yesterday, she unconsciously came here.
It was obviously decorated in the temple's elegant and elegant style, not much different from her house, but this strange feeling made her feel slightly nervous, as if the owner of the house would appear behind her the next moment.
After some random rummaging, Zhaorong found the Dongzhu earrings wrapped in a handkerchief in the drawer on the left.
She didn't look carefully at the first time, but she didn't believe what Ruan Yuyi said from the vendor, so she held the thing between her fingertips and used the light of the day to identify it carefully.
Before she bought it from Linglong Pavilion, she once asked the shopkeeper named Liu, hoping to know who the craftsman behind it was, indicating that she was willing to pay to hire someone.
But Liu Nanjun shook his head and teased with a smile, "Even if His Highness is extremely wealthy, he is not qualified to hire him. After all, the employer behind him has not agreed."
In the circle of noble ladies in the capital, they always like to chat about the names of some famous craftsmen, and are proud to buy the jewelry made by them. Although sometimes it is hard to find anything, craftsmen still have to make a living by their craftsmanship after all, as long as
If you give enough money, there is no reason why you can't buy it.
But Zhaorong had never heard of a craftsman with such an eccentric temper.
The pearl held on the fingertips is round and bright, polished carefully, like the tears of a mermaid, and glowing with the faint light of the deep sea. The gold wire wrapped around it is also pure in color, unlike ordinary things.
Zhao Rong felt more and more that this was the pair of pendants that she had been eyeing before.
Ruan Yuyi is just a daughter of a declining clan. How can she have the financial resources, or the face, to buy a pendant that she can't even win.
Suddenly, Zhaorong's hand stopped.
She accidentally caught a glimpse of some scratches underneath Dongzhu. She fiddled with it with her fingertips.
Between the two East beads that depend on each other, there is a palace mark as big as a grain of rice engraved - this is something made in the palace exclusively for the use of the masters.
So does the other one.
Her breath froze. If this was something from Linglong Pavilion, then why did it have the mark of the royal family? She thought of Liu Nanjun's employer, and an unbelievable thought suddenly ran through her mind.
She pursed her lips and clenched her fingertips until they turned white. The shopkeeper of Linglong Pavilion seemed to know the identity of her employer, but he refused to sell the items to her as a relative of her employer, which made her think about her closeness with Jin Shang.
As the only legitimate princess, she naturally grew up like a child. However, compared to her biological brother, she was always more willing to get close to the noble and cold youngest brother. Perhaps she felt that he was interested in her.
The attitude surprised her.
Even Zhaorong looked down on the little royal brother when she was young, but it did not prevent her from getting close to him later. Although it was only one-sided, it was enough for her not to blame him after her own brother was killed by him.
Just because she knew in her heart that once the palace coup failed, the three emperor brothers would not be able to escape this layer of guilt. No matter which sword it was, only one of them would die in the end.
After that, she had been on tenterhooks, fearing that the little emperor brother would be angry with her. Fortunately, what she feared never happened.
But accidentally learning about the power behind Linglong Pavilion, she couldn't help but realize that she still didn't regard her as a relative.
Zhaorong's eyes were red, and he randomly touched a pair of small scissors on the table, and used all his strength to cut off the pair of pendants at the waist.
Several pearls lost their fixation with gold wires and scattered on the ground, jumping and rolling into the darkness.
It struck the ground and made a series of crisp sounds.