Cui Yuanyang didn't say anything after all. He just said: "Dad is admiring flowers in the backyard pavilion. I think... he should be waiting for Brother Zhao to go and meet him."
Zhao Changhe raised his head to look at her. His big eyes, which were always very clear about emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy, were now shrouded like fog, hiding all his thoughts.
But he was still smiling. Seeing that Zhao Changhe had finished eating the fresh milk cake, he stood up with his skirt in a ladylike manner: "I will take Brother Zhao."
Zhao Changhe stood up, and Cui Yuanyang naturally took his hand and walked out of the house.
Zhao Changhe felt a little uncomfortable. He turned around and looked around the corridor: "You are holding hands here too..."
Cui Yuanyang said nonchalantly: "I have done it so many times whether I should pull it or not. Why should I deceive myself? No matter who is in front of me or behind me, Yang Yang is still Yang Yang."
Zhao Changhe pursed his lips and did not answer.
Cui Yuanyang pulled him and walked leisurely and said, "Actually, I was not in a good mood."
Zhao Changhe said: "Because you know who the inner ghost is, right?"
Cui Yuanyang sighed: "Brother Zhao would be much cuter if he could be a little stupider."
Zhao Changhe said: "Like you?"
Cui Yuanyang nodded seriously: "Yes, like me."
Zhao Changhe laughed dumbly.
Cui Yuanyang said: "Of course, if I am stupid, I will not be able to lead me through thorns and thorns like a god. This is really annoying. Otherwise...be smarter to others and stupider to you?"
Not sure if he suspected his neighbor of stealing the axe, Zhao Changhe suddenly felt that there was something in this girl's words.
What is external? Where is internal?
He avoided the topic: "So who is the mole?"
"My third brother Cui Yuancheng."
"The second son?"
"Um."
Zhao Changhe fell silent. This was his true half-brother... He actually wanted to kill such a harmless sister just to accuse Cui Yuanyong of not taking good care of his sister. This thing
I don't even know if it has any actual effect on the seizure of the direct line.
It’s no wonder that the Cui family’s initial response was slow. They started assassinating people on the road, but the Cui family didn’t know it. Moreover, these pursuits and interceptions actually had a certain degree of organization. This must be operated by a high-ranking insider, not someone without power.
Things that a concubine or a concubine can do.
Assuming that she is Cui Yuanyang, she should be crying at this time... maybe she had been crying for a long time last night?
"How...how will he deal with it?"
"My father put him in jail and haven't dealt with it yet. I heard that my mother kept crying at home and said that there must be a mistake and someone framed him."
Zhao Changhe shook his head, it was difficult to evaluate.
Cui Yuanyang smiled again: "But I don't hate him now."
"Um?"
"If it hadn't been for him, I wouldn't have seen such a righteous Brother Zhao."
"..."
"You know what? I regretted it before."
"What do you regret?"
"I didn't choose the first road. I'll go with you to Jiangnan and Mobei." Cui Yuanyang said, his voice gradually became inaudible, and Zhao Changhe did not let Zhao Changhe hear the second part of the sentence: "Perhaps there will never be such an opportunity again."
Zhao Changhe didn't need to hear the second half of the sentence. The first half of the sentence alone had clearly revealed the girl's thoughts.
He pursed his lips tightly, not knowing how to answer.
Cui Yuanyang suddenly stopped: "We're here."
Zhao Changhe raised his eyes and saw that the front was colorful and flowers were in full bloom. A bluestone path spread out, its depth unknown under the cover of flowers and trees.
"I won't go in..." Cui Yuanyang smiled and bowed his head shyly again: "I'm afraid it's inconvenient for me to listen to some of the things you said."
After saying that, he turned around and ran away. He ran to the corner of the corridor and looked back, with anger and resentment in his eyes, which he couldn't explain clearly.
Zhao Changhe stopped and watched until the light green skirt disappeared outside the corridor, then silently turned around and walked into the garden.
It's strange that I didn't have such unspeakable emotions when I said goodbye to Xia Chichi.
Deep in the garden, the water flowed, and a corner of the cornice was faintly visible between the flowers, trees and pools. It was a pavilion in the garden, where some people stood quietly and looked at the water silently.
Zhao Changhe walked up. There was a table in the pavilion, wine on the table, and no one waiting on him.
Cui Wenjing still looked at the water, without turning his head, and said casually: "Sit down. I heard you like drinking. Drink it by yourself."
Zhao Changhe did not sit down, but walked to him and stood beside him to look at the water.
This move was very rude... Of course, it would also be rude if he were really sitting there drinking with two hundred and fifty thousand people, but it also fits his rough image. The look of them standing side by side now is even more indescribable.
Cui Wenjing turned to look at him in surprise, her eyes lingering on the scar on his face for a moment, then turned back: "In what capacity do you stand side by side with me?"
My daughter's benefactor? Or my son-in-law? Or...the prince?
"Guest." Zhao Changhe said casually: "When a guest comes to visit, the host does not look back and looks after the water... The Cui family is famous in the world. In order to prevent the seniors from being criticized for being rude, the juniors have no choice but to stand here together. "
There was a smile in Cui Wenjing's eyes, and she turned around casually and made a gesture of invitation: "I have something on my mind, and I was rude for a moment. My guest, please take a seat."
Zhao Changhe turned around and sat down, this time taking the initiative to pour wine for Cui Wenjing.
Cui Wenjing watched him pouring wine with great interest, and suddenly said: "Have you read books and learned about etiquette?"
Zhao Changhe said "hmm".
Although I have never learned the etiquette of your world, and the books you read are different from mine, I am really a scholar.
The temperament of a scholar is actually very obvious, but Zhao Changhe's bookish temperament has become weaker and weaker after the gangster den. However, when faced with the Cui family's attributes, they will show up unconsciously. Cui Yuanyang felt that he would "die in the light" at the beginning. , this guy is not as rough as imagined.
But in Cui Wenjing's eyes, it meant something else: "I was born in Zhaocuo, so I shouldn't have studied and learned etiquette."
Zhao Changhe's hand in pouring wine paused slightly, then stopped, and put the wine bottle aside: "Zhao's house is right next to Luojiazhuang...it's not as remote as people imagine."
"So it's normal for people from Zhaocuo to work in Luojiazhuang, or for people from Luojiazhuang to live in Zhaocuo?"
Zhao Changhe remained silent.
Cui Wenjing looked at the wine in the glass and suddenly said: "I didn't want to take action last night. I wanted to wait for the assassin to kill you first. I am confident that I can rescue the little girl at the same time."
"I know." Zhao Changhe replied calmly: "In that case, I would have died at the hands of the Tingxuelou assassins. Senior would have been a step too late and only had time to save my daughter... Many of the headaches disappeared in an instant."
"Are you resentful? You narrowly escaped death and escorted your little girl, but you got this answer."
"If I were a senior, what I did might not be much better, so I understand... In the end, the senior came to the rescue. It didn't matter what I thought before. But there is a saying that Yangyang and I said that understanding requires each other.
It makes sense.”
"Only with equal qualifications can there be a prerequisite for mutual understanding, whether it is me or Tang Wanzhuang." Cui Wenjing said lightly: "Just like any family, the attitude towards a son-in-law and a well-matched marriage cannot be the same.
, everyone is like this, I believe it will be the same for you. So I still say the same thing, in what capacity do you drink with me now? "
Cui Wenjing's attitude was almost like this: I have been tricked. Now there is no other choice between my daughter and you. The only choice is whether you are a prince or a bandit. If you are a prince, let's get married.
"If you don't admit it, then just be a son-in-law and play with me. Just wait for your words."
Zhao Changhe suddenly thought that Cui Wenjing's attitude could actually show that he knew that this was not the real prince.
If it is a real prince, Lao Cui can tell it directly. Only if he knows in his heart that it is a fake will he hesitate. After all, if he plans to put a fake in power, the series of follow-up measures will be a big move. The Cui family
Are you willing to make such a big bet?
That's why I came up with the idea last night. It would be better to die and get it over with.
But today I found out that Zhao Changhe actually reads and understands etiquette. The things contained here seem to be a little interesting again. Maybe he is not confident in the original judgment of "fake"... So I want Zhao Changhe to admit that he is the prince. Can he
It's best to take the initiative to take out the token.
Zhao Changhe was thinking about it and suddenly shook his head and laughed.
Cui Wenjing looked at him quietly without saying a word.
Zhao Changhe finally sighed: "So I said that understanding requires mutuality. In this matter, no one has ever thought about what Zhao Changhe thinks... Perhaps only Yangyang herself has thought about it, and she has truly
I thought about the problem from Zhao Changhe’s perspective..."
Cui Wenjing said calmly: "You might as well explain it clearly."
"I sent Yangyang back, just doing what I should do. From the starting point of the matter, until now, I have never had the slightest intention of being a man or a woman, let alone coveted the power of the Cui family." Zhao Changhe said in a low voice: "
I have a lover... Although I don’t know if she has forgotten me now, but before she says we are strangers, I must be worthy of her waiting. Yangyang is very cute, and the Cui family is very noble. Maybe they can give me a lot of help, and I will rise to the top from now on.
...But Zhao Changhe never had this intention."
Cui Wenjing narrowed his eyes.
In the corridor in the distance, Cui Yuanyang leaned on the corridor pillar, looked up at the white clouds in the sky, and sighed softly.