MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 83 Struggling (3)

083 Struggling (3)

As soon as the Nine Prince's eyes changed, even Leng Yan's complexion changed a little, and she looked at her in amazement.

"Li Yue, this, this fan ... why is it in your hands?" The nine emperor stared at the mottled pattern unique to that jade, and only asked after half a ring.

The man looked at the shocked expression of Prince Nine and Leng Yan. The guess in her heart seemed a little clear. She turned the fan over and over a few times, and there was a flash of light in her eyes, and she seemed to smile randomly: "This folding fan, Is there anything special? I wanted to sell it two days ago, and I can definitely sell it for a good price. "

The ninth prince jumped in shock, took a fan in her hands, and did not dare to believe: "Don't scare me! Do you want to sell this fan? Do you know what it does?"

The man's heart sank more and more, but his mouth asked casually, "Isn't it just a good-looking fan? What can you do besides the fan?"

The ninth prince leaped to her side and took out the white jade folding fan she carried. She said, "I can mobilize all the information in the Wuyinlou News Pavilion and half of the killers in the Killer Pavilion." He said again Pointing at Mo Yu's folding fan, he said, "And you, this will make me give all the orders I have been treated as a fart." After speaking, he realized that he was excited for a while, and said a bit embarrassed, scratching Scratched his head. Simply said: "I mean, this fan you are going to sell, it is a token of the highest leader of Wuyin Lou. It can order everyone in Wuyin Lou, including me, including Leng Yan, and Shura Qisha. . "

There was a shock in her heart, and she thought of the fan not being simple, but she did not expect it to be so simple. She picked up the fan, and suddenly felt that the fan was heavy, as if something was pressing on her heart, and the ninth prince was in her ear. Bian added, "If you want, it can even subvert a country!"

Her hands trembled, and the fan in her hand instantly slipped out of her fingertips and fell to the ground. She was shocked in her heart. The nine prince was also stunned. She still had cold eyes and quickly rushed to catch it. before. "The princess must be stable next time."

Manchan looked at the finely carved sculptural pattern on the fan, the stern tail curled up, and the impetus of soaring momentum on the finest fine jade of good texture matched that temperament of that person! She just stared blankly, no more fingers. No wonder Fu Zai ’s response that day was so strange, he probably knew the origin of the fan! Why did Zong Zheng worry about giving her such an important item? She really doesn't understand. What does the current Zongzheng worry about?

"Li Yue, Li Yue ... aren't you scared, right?" The Nine Prince approached Hehe and laughed.

Manyu returned to God and pushed Mo Yu's folding fan in front of the nine emperor. "Thank you for helping to return it to Zongzheng Wuyou. Just say, I can't take good care of such valuables and ask him to take them back."

The ninth prince stunned, "What will it do? Seventh brother handed it over to you personally, if it was you who gave it back to him personally. Anyway, you always want to see him," Seven must grass ", you can only have him if you see him. . "

Man frowned, "I can't go out."

"It's okay, I'll take you out to see which one dare to stop?" After saying so, he pulled up the man and went straight to the garden.

As soon as I got out of the door and didn't take two steps, I paused, not far away, and Fu Zhao stood upright, watching the fan she was holding in her palm. The disappearance of interest. His gentle voice couldn't hear the slightest emotion, "Where is the ninth prince to take the wife of the general?"

The ninth prince raised his chin and said, "Take Liyue to go for a walk. Would General Fu be together?"

Fu Shu smiled with an official face, and said, "Thank you Prince Nine for your kindness, but Rong Le is unwell and should not go out. Hope Prince Nine forgive me!"

The nine emperor was not so easy to compromise, "It is better to go out and walk if you are uncomfortable, otherwise you have to be bored."

Fu Zhao said: "When she gets better, I will naturally accompany her out to relax, so I will not bother the Prince Nine. Chang Jian, send me the Prince Nine."

"Prince of Nine, please." Chang Jian delivered his guests dutifully.

The ninth prince took hold of the man and let go. "The prince will take her out now. What can you do to me?"

Fu Zhao smiled mildly, still looking gentle, saying: "The nine emperor is the emperor's relative, and he will not be able to treat you, but Rongle is his wife. Without my permission, you have no right to take away She. Moreover, it seems rude to hold my wife in such a way. "

"Ha, do you tell me the number of rites? Sorry, the prince never knew what is the number of rites?" The nine princes opposed each other with their usual rogue.

Manxi gently broke away from the hand of the nine emperor, and could not refuse to say, "Lao Jiu, you go first. Come back and chat with me when you are free."

When the ninth prince saw her speaking, he stopped saying anything, squinting at Fu Ze, passing by Fu He, he hummed, looked very disdainfully, and lifted his chin and strode away with a fan.

After they left, Manyan said nothing, didn't watch Fu Ze, and turned straight into the house.

Fu Tzu followed her, walking very slowly, the usual steady steps seemed to be difficult at the moment. After he entered the room, Pinger retreated, and the two of them were silently facing each other in the room.

Under the window with mahogany carved rhombuses, the two ends of an exquisite small round wooden table face each other.

Man Yan picked up the book that was thrown aside before, and looked at Fu Fu as if he did not exist. Fu Tzu didn't bother her, sitting quietly opposite her, always staring at her face, her eyes, her every subtle expression. The pain of piercing the spine with sharp barbs on the body seemed to be lighter, but the pain in my heart was severe and unbearable.

Was she going to meet Zongzheng just now? In her heart, there was always that man, and no place was left for him. He couldn't help but ask himself: What is the reason he is struggling in such a dilemma?

Leaving that dreary ground palace, why the hot sunlight outside still doesn't make people feel warm. He sat there, the cold sweat was constantly on his body, and there was a heat flow behind him, flowing over his back, and pasting the teal clothes on his back.

Man Man reads the book uneasily, faintly noticed that Fu Cai's look at her today seems to be a little different from before, but she can't tell the difference. I don't know how long Fu Zhao wants to house her? Are you waiting for the assassination of Qingliang Lake to end? No, this matter, she can't just leave it alone, and can't let others have evidence that it was done by their people in Qiyun Kingdom. Moreover, Xiao Sha can't get into trouble, neither can Xiao Ke.

She had a certain heart, put down the book in her hand, looked up to meet his gaze, and suddenly shocked. How could that gaze be so complicated? So complicated that she couldn't see whether it was sad or hopeless?

When Fu Zhao saw her, he smiled softly at her. There was no gentleness like a mask in the past, but the bitterness from her heart, like the taste left by the bitter bile. He did not tell her that he sent a large number of guards to guard the garden in order to prevent the incident from happening again last night. He knew she had misunderstood, but he did not want to explain and could not explain it. Moreover, he knew that even if she explained it, there would be no change in her view of him.

He smiled and asked her, "Why don't you read a book? I'm here, do you feel uncomfortable? Then you see, I'll go first, and come over to accompany you at dinner." He stood up and wanted to leave.

"General," Manma called him, stretched his hands, and stood up, bypassing the half-table, and took the initiative to hold Fu Zi's waist for the first time.

Fu Zhao's body shook, and Ben's unstable body was instantly stiff, as if his injured back suddenly hit a wall, hard like iron. He squeezed a groan that was about to blur out his throat, and when the **** tumbling heart rushed up, he swallowed his head again. Then he stared at her in amazement, unable to believe that she would take the initiative to hug him.

All the indifference and indifference were drawn away, and he smiled at him, his eyes were full of brilliant brilliance, as if the fireworks bloom in the midnight sky, beautiful.

Fu Zhao stared at him, and looked at her with such a rare smile. He raised his hand and gently stroked her horns, knowing what she was doing for it, but still felt the unprecedented sweetness, the sweetness was mixed with bitterness. ,Pain and happiness. It's rare that she took the initiative to hug him once, but what about her fulfillment? He didn't know the pretense, and asked with a gentle smile, "What's wrong?"

Looking up at his face, the beautiful and beautiful face has three points of helplessness, three points of hope, three points of expectation, and one point of the deepest slyness. "I don't like being kept in a garden, that will let me I feel like I ’m a pet in captivity. I do n’t like it. I really do n’t like it. ”

Fu Zhao gave a stun, and then smiled softly, "You want to go out, right? You want to see him?" He seemed to be talking to her about the warmest topic, without piercing the proud or angry expression of others. . Today, he was so gentle, so gentle that she frightened her.

He knew that he could not hide him, but unexpectedly he would say so directly. Can he pretend to be her once when he used her so many times? She immediately smiled and was about to let go, but Fu Tu suddenly hugged her, bowing her head and dropping a gentle kiss on her lips. Before she could struggle, he had let go of her. He smiled softly: "Go. Remember to come back earlier and I'll wait for you for dinner." 2k novel reading network