Chapter 907

"I lost it. How can you have it?" She took it over and looked at it carefully, making sure it was the same one.

Zihan replied: "Mr. Song, the owner of song's umbrella shop, sent it up in person. He said that you lost it. He told you not to lose it next time."

Song Confucianism?

How could he find his umbrella by the river?

Maybe the bodies of the killers and the sea of fire by the river attracted him. No, there should be the death of the boatman.

She said, "what else did the Song Confucians say?"

Zihan thought about it and said, "the person you're looking for has already been found, so he won't help you."

Don't you mean zhouyangxian?

Hum, the intelligence is really good. When can I join in the fun again.

She laughed, then leaned over Zihan's ear and said, "boil me some medicine to make up for my health." And feel your stomach.

Zihan followed with a smile: "Miss, Zihan feels that you are coming back today, so I've already boiled it out for you. Wen is in the kitchen. You wait for me to bring it to you."

"Go on."

Entering her own courtyard, she took a cool breath under the Fusang tree, prepared to drink some fetal medicine and had a good sleep. But the palace of King Chen opposite the wall sounded very lively.

Just when she was ready to fly to the wall to have a look, Zihan had already brought it. In addition to the fetal medicine, there were many delicious things. She silently gave Zihan a thumbs up: "I really understand."

Sitting down is another meal. If Zihan knows that she has already eaten a table before she comes back, she will be so scared that she can't eat more.

"Why is it so noisy next door?" she asked

When Zihan said this, his eyes flashed: "Miss, forget it, the day after tomorrow will be your wedding day with the Third Master..."

But the other half of the sentence said: "there was still some time to get married. The fox spirit was afraid that she would not get married, so she put the date of marriage on the agenda ahead of time. What's more, she was choosing her new house today. Miss, your wife had not chosen to live in, but she took the initiative to choose the nearest house next to the third master, Miss, when you have finished your meal, we must go and take back the initiative. "

However, the parties did not care, eating: "it is because so early in the layout of the new house ah."

"Yes, we must take back the one close to the third master. We can't let Nangong Longxue take the limelight from you." Zihan is so anxious that he wants to take her there now.

She gululu finished drinking, raised her eyes and thought, "that..."

Zihan said in a low voice, "Miss, we'll take people there and fight to death for you!"

She choked for a moment and stood up: "today's election?"

"Yes, if you don't choose, you won't have time to decorate your new house." Zihan returned.

She asked, "just decorate it. I don't care."

Zi Han was stunned: "Miss, you are married for the first time. You can't be so careless."

"It doesn't matter."

"Ha?"

"Come on, let's go and have a look."

The palace of King Chen is really festive today. It's decorated with red lanterns. There are a lot of red happy words on it. It's a festive scene. Many servant girls are walking around with all kinds of excellent silks and articles, all of which are towards the house next to Huo Yanchen.

Zihan was very dissatisfied and said: "Miss, you see, as a concubine, you are even more popular than miss. You didn't choose first. You let her choose first. Miss, you are being bullied."

"Bullying?" She said with a smile, "what's the use of taking what I don't want?"

Zihan was confused: "Miss, you are talking nonsense again..."

"By the way, did Yinchuan take Yuanlie to heal?" She asked in a low voice.

Zihan had been used to her thinking, nodding: "yes." Then, anxiously, he came back and said, "when people decorate the new house, you can't get it back..."

When Zihan reaches the door, someone comes from inside. It's Nangong Longxue, who Zihan doesn't want to pay attention to.

But there was another man, Huo Yanchen, the king of Chen, who lived in the palace of King Chen.

Her eyes fell on Huo Yanchen, who was still wearing the same green robe style as before, but her temperament was a little worse. Her face looked ruddy and uninjured.

She showed a smile: "Chen Wang."

Huo Yanchen looked at her slightly a Zheng, with and face dew a trace of embarrassment: "moon, you come."

"Well, it's said that today is the time for King Chen to set up a new house for us. I've come here specially to have a look." She returned.

Smell speech, Huo Yanchen more embarrassed: "you want to live in this... This room?"

"Ah, little martial uncle, I'm sorry that you didn't come back. I chose the room closest to the third master first. You are always generous. I don't think you mind if I choose first?" The south palace long snow of the body side put that soft white hand soft soft ground took Huo Yanchen's arm, peep out a face innocent smile.

She glanced at Nangong Longxue indifferently. This person is really a playwright. She talks a lot, but she is a selfish and mischievous person?

"Long snow..."

Huo Yanchen's eyes at Nangong Longxue all show the soft light that he wants to care for, and then he says to her, "it's the same everywhere Yueer lives. Anyway, you're a good wife. You're always more famous than Longxue. You don't care about these things..."

Zihan fight against injustice: "how can you..."

"Well, I want to talk about that."

She raised her hand to stop Zihan from speaking, and said with a smile, "you are always saying, how am I, but have I really said anything?"

Nangong Longxue smiles awkwardly: "little martial uncle, I'm not thinking about you..."

"Well, thank you for your kindness, but you say I'm generous, but you don't know me. We've been together for so long, and you don't know my temper. How can I be generous? It's obvious that I'm fussy and mean, and I'm more mean than a needle."

There was a chill in her smile. She was half joking and half serious. Without hesitation, she directly denied what Nangong Longxue had said before, which made the other party unable to go down the steps.

Nangong Longxue's face flushed slightly. When he was embarrassed, he came to block: "Third Master, it seems that little martial uncle likes this room, or else..."

"I didn't say I liked this one either." She's not.

Nangong Longxue's face is more red.

Zihan pulled her sleeve and whispered: "Miss, how can you say you don't like it? We are going to live here. You are princess Chen. She is a concubine..."

"Shh, don't talk." She clapped Pai Zihan's hand and then said, "it's just a room. Why

Huo Yanchen's long frown slightly stretched out: "Yuer, you can see which room you still like. You can choose. Just a few rooms around here are good. The environment is quiet and elegant. It's convenient to move. It's close to me..."