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Chapter 168 The old people don't know each other

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Miss Jun has no idea.

She should be thinking about something, but she doesn't think about it at all.

Despite this, she kept retching, sweating layer after layer on her body, and her whole body seemed to be drowning.

The maid who followed and the driver were shocked.

"Hey, Miss Jun, are you okay?" Huang's mother asked hurriedly.

Miss Jun tried her best to calm her breathing, held her chest and waved to her.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." She said, opening the medicine box with trembling hands, taking out a pill, chewing it and swallowing it.

Mother Huang laughed.

"The doctor will feel uncomfortable too." She said, extending her hand to invite him, "Then get in the car quickly."

Miss Jun shook her head at her.

"No, it's even more uncomfortable for me to ride in a car like this. I'd better take a walk and go back by myself," she said.

After hearing what she said, Mother Huang was no longer polite.

Now that her third wife is favored again, she has to support her wholeheartedly. It is best to keep Mr. Lu here today.

After coming to this house for so long, Mr. Lu has never stayed overnight.

I was thinking that since I was newly married to the princess, it would be inconvenient for me to stay outside.

It has been some time since we got married, and today I am so happy about Sanniang's recovery that Sanniang begged softly, maybe she can stay tonight.

Sanniangzi, who came from a tea-selling family, is not even as good as a girl. She doesn't know how to do anything. She can't do anything without some teaching.

"Miss Jun, please be careful yourself." She said, turning around and going in without any courtesy.

Seeing her like this, the coachman naturally stopped being polite and followed her.

Miss Jun stood holding the wall for a moment and walked slowly, not caring that her steps were a bit frivolous and she walked faster and faster.

Get out of here quickly.

Get out of here.

This was the only thought in her mind.

But after walking for a while, I felt a little confused.

She came in a carriage and didn't pay attention to the route she was traveling. Just now she was walking around in confusion, and now she didn't know where she was.

She walked slowly with the medicine box on her back, and suddenly saw a house, and a familiar feeling hit her face.

This is Chengguo Gongfu.

That was the farthest place she went to when she left the palace for the first time.

Miss Jun walked over slowly.

Compared to ten years ago, Cheng Guo Gong's mansion looked a bit shabby. Cheng Guo Gong didn't live here permanently, and he had hardly been back in the past ten years. Although there were servants left to take care of the house, this house needed popularity to support it.

Miss Jun walked into the mansion and walked slowly along the tall wall. After walking for a while, she stopped and raised her head.

There is a lush canopy of trees peeking out from the mottled wall, casting a thick shade on the wall.

The corners of her mouth pursed involuntarily.

At that time, she threw the rope from here and climbed up.

There was a dog cave nearby, and she didn't know if it was still there. She couldn't help but lower her head to explore, but she heard footsteps coming from behind her, and at the same time, someone made a sound.

Zhu Zan.

Miss Jun quickly turned her head and saw that it was indeed Zhu Zan.

He is not alone, there is a fat and chubby companion walking beside him.

But Zhu Zan made a sound without looking at her.

"Hey...how come I don't know when you went?" he continued.

That eh sound didn't seem to be caused by seeing her.

The companion next to him also groaned.

"Ah, didn't I just tell you? You hadn't come back yet at that time." He said, "Didn't you hear it?"

Zhu Zan said oh.

"I forgot." He said, walking forward with a focused look on his face. "After all, I am a person who is waiting for sin. I am more anxious and my memory is failing."

The companion laughed.

Miss Jun also smiled and looked at Zhu Zan who walked past her and headed towards the door of the mansion.

Every time this guy sees him, he pretends not to see it.

Are you so afraid of pestering him?

"Zhu Zan." she shouted.

Zhu Zan laughed and put his arm on his companion's shoulder.

"...What's the food in Deyuelou? Let's go outside the city to eat the leg of lamb." He said loudly.

The companion also laughed and reached out to pull down his arm.

"We'll talk about the leg of lamb later. Now let's talk about who the little lady behind is." He said, turning around.

He was chubby, and his eyes were almost squeezed into slits by the flesh on his face, and his eyes fell on Miss Jun.

Miss Jun also saw him and looked slightly startled.

Uncle Twelve.

The youngest son of the imperial grandfather was named the twelfth uncle of the wise king, who was allowed to stay in the capital and not be released outside.

That was the twelfth prince who had fought with Zhu Zan.

I thought that after the fight, we would never have any contact with each other, but I didn't expect that he would be chatting and joking with Zhu Zan like this.

King Xian was slightly startled when he looked at Miss Jun, probably because of the medicine box she was carrying.

"What's your surname, this young lady?" He patted his belly and asked with a smile, "Do you know Prince Zhu?"

Miss Jun looked at him with mixed feelings.

Although there is only a few years difference in age, it is because of the difference in seniority. I have not had much contact with my twelfth uncle since I was a child. Later, when she was not at home, I only saw her every year during the Chinese New Year, and they only talked to each other a handful of times.

Relatives who thought they would be familiar with each other for a lifetime without speaking suddenly turned into strangers and asked about the origin of their names with a smile.

"I..." She opened her mouth to speak, but Zhu Zan had already stepped over in three long steps, grabbed her arm and pushed her backwards.

Her words were interrupted.

Zhu Zan took her a few steps back, stopped, reached out and touched the tip of her nose.

"What did I tell you? Have you forgotten?" He gritted his teeth and whispered, "You even came to my house, you can do it."

"I really came here accidentally." Miss Jun said, "It's a coincidence."

Zhu Zan sighed and looked back. The Xian Wang over there looked over at them.

"What are you talking about in a whisper?" he said with a smile.

Zhu Zan glared at him and then looked at Miss Jun.

"Jun, you are not a fool. There is no coincidence in this world. It is all man-made." He said.

"That's what you want to say. I did come here because I had something to do." Miss Jun said. At this point, she remembered why she came here.

The emotions that had been suppressed suddenly surged out again, rushing straight up.

She bent over and opened her mouth, retching violently, and tears welled up.

Zhu Zan was startled.

"What are you doing?" he shouted.

Miss Jun didn't want to do anything, she just wanted to vomit and vomit out all the disgusting emotions.

She put her hand on her chest and kept retching, and tears kept flowing out.

She originally didn't want anyone to see her looking so embarrassed, but she thought it was okay if she did.

You are already in this kind of embarrassment, wouldn’t you be embarrassed if you don’t let others see it?

Seeing her like this, Zhu Zan stood aside and frowned.

"Hey, are you okay?" he said, with a hint of disgust, "Don't think you can rely on me like this."

"Lai Shang?" King Xian came over and heard this, and looked at Miss Jun who was crying and retching, with a look of surprise on his face, "Did you make her pregnant?"

"My God." Zhu Zan glared upon hearing this, "What are you talking about!"

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Of course it is the twelfth prince, eleven is written incorrectly, the author’s memory is not very good...(*^__^*)(To be continued)


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