The weather is getting closer to late autumn, and the weather is even cooler. The morning is misty and has a chilly chill to my heart.
Early that morning, when the sky had just opened, an uninvited guest came to Prince Xi's residence. Due to the visitor's special status, Li Bo and Butler Zhao exchanged glances with each other, and then hurried to Zhao Yuan's courtyard to inform him.
In the past few days, Leng Changxi was disturbed by all the annoying things that kept her from falling asleep all night long. Her usual lazy attitude towards bed was lost for the first time. For the first time since she was a child, she had to wake up so early.
It was just getting dark. She didn't want to light a lamp or disturb anyone. Leng Changxi opened the door and walked slowly into the courtyard.
The hazy mist was lingering in all directions, and the path was vaguely visible. She arrived at the rockery in the courtyard with ease, and flew to the top of the rockery.
Suddenly, the mist engulfed her figure.
"Tell me, why is this such a coincidence?" The sound of footsteps approaching from far away hurriedly came, accompanied by a faint whisper, reaching Leng Changxi's ears.
Leng Changxi listened carefully to the voice and found that it was not unfamiliar. It was the voice of Butler Zhao.
Just when she was about to turn over and go to the ground to say hello to the old man, she suddenly heard another voice: "Who knows, please inform Mr. Yuan now. As for Miss Leng, you must keep it a secret!"
Leng Changxi's step forward was paused because of his words. She also knew the man's voice. It was Uncle Li who had been busy these days. What on earth was going on with these two people that they actually said they must
Hide it from her.
Leng Changxi took it to heart. While she was curious, she also felt uneasy in her heart.
"Fortunately, Miss Leng always gets up late. As long as Mr. Yuan makes arrangements, we can hide it from Miss Leng. We must not let anything happen at this juncture!" Butler Zhao said with a hint of worry in his voice.
There was a sneer on Leng Changxi's lips. She wanted to see what kind of medicine these two housekeepers were selling in the gourd. It was so mysterious that they had to hide it from her.
She sat silently on the rockery, the darkness and thick fog that had not yet been completely driven away gave her the most favorable cover.
Seeing the two of them knocking on Zhao Yuan's door gently, the lights in the room turned on for a moment, and the two of them ducked in.
Before half a cup of tea, the oil lamp in Zhao Yuan's room went out, and the two housekeepers followed him out of the room in a hurry, and hurried out of the courtyard.
Leng Changxi squinted her eyes, watching the three people's backs looming in the mist. She moved lightly, raised her Qing Gong, and followed carefully behind the three people.
Maybe something really happened that disturbed Zhao Yuan's mind, or maybe he was too sure that Leng Changxi would not notice him going out at this time. So he didn't notice the little tail behind him at all.
Taking advantage of the thick fog, Leng Changxi successfully followed the three of them ten steps away to King Xi's mourning hall.
Seeing Zhao Yuan entering the mourning hall from a distance, Leng Changxi was still wondering. Could it be that the old man, King Xi, had faked the corpse by rushing here in such a hurry? Thinking about this, she even shuddered.
But who would have thought that when she walked in and took a look, a familiar figure in the room made her shiver.
Zhao Yuan walked into the mourning hall and looked at the back of the woman who was burning incense and worshiping. He couldn't help but tremble slightly. He clenched his hands into fists and held them tightly behind his back, suppressing the bad premonition and faint fear in his heart.
, asked in a cold voice: "What are you doing here?".
"Having heard the bad news about my future father-in-law, shouldn't Wanrou come to pay homage to me?" The woman's back was turned to Zhao Yuan, the corners of her lips were curled up proudly, and there was no trace of sadness in her eyes. But when she turned around, it changed.
A sad face.
The person who came was none other than Guo Wanrou. Three days after receiving the news that Zhao Yuan had left the palace, she took the initiative to resign to Emperor Gaozong and followed Zhao Yuan to Xiuzhou. However, she was riding in a carriage and was swaying all the way.
He was gone for more than ten days.
At this moment, Leng Changxi, who was following a few people, turned around when Guo Wanrou, her heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition spread in her heart. This Guo Wanrou had always come with bad intentions, and this
When she came to Prince Xi's Mansion for the first time, even Butler Zhao and Uncle Li wanted to hide it from her. It seemed that there was something inside that she didn't know.
With this thought in mind, Leng Changxi slowly moved closer to the door of the mourning hall, and faint sounds could be heard in the room.
"A memorial?" Zhao Yuan squinted and looked at this woman. At this moment, in his heart, Guo Wanrou was just a woman he didn't like, and he did not connect the previous series of events with her. What he was worried about now was
Will Guo Wanrou and Leng Changxi meet?
He knew very clearly the differences between these two people. If they met in this situation, things would probably become very troublesome.
"Yes, Wanrou is here to pay homage to her father-in-law. Her father-in-law passed away before Wanrou could even come to visit, and Wanrou felt sad." Guo Wanrou pretended to be sad and sobbed twice, quietly looking towards Zhao Yuan from the corner of her eyes.
Looking around, who would have thought that he would unexpectedly catch a glimpse of a figure faintly hidden in the mist beside the door.
This figure was beyond the glimpse of Guo Wanrou who was facing the door. Zhao Yuan and the two housekeepers did not notice it at all because their backs were turned to each other.
Guo Wanrou then pinched her sleeves to wipe her tears, covering up the smug smile on her lips: God helps me!
"I'm warning you, after the memorial ceremony, leave immediately. Don't try to play any tricks on me. Just stay calm!" Although he couldn't see what her purpose was, Zhao Yuan was still uneasy and still wanted to do it as soon as possible.
Send Guo Wanrou away.
Unexpectedly, when Guo Wanrou heard what he said, she immediately covered her face and began to sob, her voice sounding like an accusation: "Master Yuan, why are you still so cold to Wanrou? Do you know that when Wanrou heard that Master Yuan asked the emperor to
When getting married, Wanrou's heart was so excited
After waiting for so many years, Wanrou was finally able to marry Young Master Yuan. As soon as Young Master Yuan left the palace, Wanrou's heart left with Young Master Yuan. She couldn't help but miss him, so she came to Xiuzhou without authorization. 1
On the one hand, I want to pay homage to my father-in-law, and on the other hand, I want to meet you!"
Guo Wanrou's soft cries reached Leng Changxi's ears, like a hammer hitting Leng Changxi's heart. Every blow hurt her beyond measure. It turned out that it was not that Zhao Yuan did not propose marriage, but that he and Guo Wanrou were invited to marry each other.
marriage!
Leng Changxi's mind went blank, and her whole body trembled slightly. A feeling of betrayal came from the bottom of her heart, making her limbs weak. She could only stare at a pair of empty eyes, lean against the door gently, and wanted to leave.
But I found that there were roots under my feet. My heart seemed to be completely hollowed out.
When Guo Wanrou said this, she still covered her sleeves with her eyes. She peeked outside the door and noticed that the figure was shaking violently. She curled her lips proudly again.