Hearing the gurgling sounds outside began to be mixed with crackling sounds, Arnold opened the car curtain and looked outside. There was drizzle, and the wind brought a dampness to his face.
"Is it raining?" The green girl turned back and looked at Arnold with a smile.
"It's raining, and it looks like it's raining quite hard!" Arnold replied listlessly, but she still felt unspeakable uneasiness in her heart. She stretched out her hand and took off the brocade bag tied around her neck, and the red gemstone ring.
and a small piece of white jade tablet fell into the palm of my hand.
"This ring is so beautiful." The green girl stretched out her hand and took the ring. "This is the first time I have seen such a big ruby. The pattern does not seem to be something we Han people have." She raised her eyes slightly, "
Who gave it to you?"
Arnold took the ring and carefully put it on the ring finger of her left hand. Although they had only been married once, she still felt that she was married.
"Is he the King Yan in black robe?" The green girl continued to inquire curiously.
Arnold didn't say anything, he just opened the curtain and looked at the rain outside the car window.
It rained heavily that night, and the palace of Prince Yan was exceptionally brightly lit.
"Uzhina, when will the real gold come back?" Arnold raised his head and looked at Uzhina who was waiting to embroider.
"I'll probably be back in two days." Uzhina replied softly without raising her head.
"I'll go out and take a look, and I'll be back in a while." After saying that, Arnold stood up and ran out of the house without looking back. A few days ago, she went shopping secretly and saw a particularly cute ceramic on the street.
She bought the doll and planned to give it to Zhenjin. Unfortunately, Zhenjin was not in Kaiping for the past two days, so she wanted to find an opportunity to put the doll in the study so that she could see her gift when Zhenjin came back.
Zhenjin never liked people to enter his study room, but she was an exception. After living in Prince Yan's Mansion for ten years, no one would mess with her easily. Everyone in Prince Yan's Mansion knew that Zhenjin doted on her.
The door was pushed open and she strode into the study. The study was very tidy, with only a small desk besides the bookshelf. She put the porcelain doll in her arms on the table and suddenly saw a stall.
She opened the rice paper. The night was hazy and it was raining. She took the flint beside the lamp and lit the candle.
Through the pearlescent light, there was a picture with circles drawn in front of her. She stretched out her hand and touched it. What she felt when she touched it was not that the rice paper was hard but that the silk was soft. Such a fine piece of silk, she didn't expect it to be so.
It's such a pity that I just painted such an ugly picture.
"Who is in the study?"
Suddenly there was a soft shout outside the door, and the door was pushed open with a crash. The wind outside brought the damp rain into the house, and Kuokuozhen strode into the study, followed by a group of guards and servants.
Arnold was startled and hurriedly walked out from behind the desk.
"Amul, what are you doing in the study so late at night?" Kuokuozhen looked her up and down, then looked at the desk. His face changed slightly, and he ran over and grabbed the piece of silk sharply.
His eyes pierced through Arnold's body like two knives. "Someone, tie Amul up for me."
Arnold was stunned for a moment, "Why did you tie me up? I didn't make any mistakes." She struggled to rush out, but the guards slapped her in the face mercilessly. Arnold could only feel that in his mind
Everything went blank, and his mouth was full of the taste of rust. Then, a black shadow flew over, and his forehead hurt, and he no longer knew what happened.