Chapter 116

"Your Highness the third prince!" Seeing the figure of the man from a distance, Zhou Ruoyan had adjusted his expression and raised his voice.

The expressions of Zhou Fu and Song Ci changed at the same time, and no one meant to stop.

Although Song Ci didn't say anything, every look in his eyes made Zhou's father's face painful.

"Go and stop the second lady!" Zhou Fu lowered his voice and said.

The housekeeper quickly nodded and waited for Zhou Ruoyan to fall into the trap.

The expression of Song Ci remained unchanged, as if he had not heard anything.

"Let your highness laugh," father Zhou whispered, looking annoyed.

Song Ci pulled the corners of his mouth, did not publish any comments, and turned to leave.

Zhou's father stood in the same place for a long time, until the figure of the man completely disappeared in front of him.

However, it seems that God did not intend to make him feel better. Before turning back, he heard Zhou Ruoyan's sharp voice again.

"Why do you stop me?" Zhou Ruoyan yelled, "it's just a servant in the mansion. If I give you some noodles, I'll forget my identity!"

The housekeeper's expression did not change, but quietly blocked in front of her.

"Get out of the way! The third prince is leaving soon. I must go to see him! "

"You must see him?" Zhou's father asked back word by word, "who is he? What kind of identity are you? "

Zhou Ruoyan didn't notice the arrival of Zhou's father. When Leng Buding heard his voice, he suddenly jumped in his heart, and all his arrogance was restrained.

She pursed her lips, glanced past him, and then lowered her head.

"You heard wrong," Zhou Ruoyan said in a low voice, feeling extremely embarrassed. "I didn't say anything."

Looking at Zhou Ruoyan's frantic appearance, Zhou's father sneered, and the irony in his heart became heavier.

"Zhou Ruoyan," Zhou's father called, his tone of indifference to the extreme, as if frozen for thousands of years of ice, people can't help but cool hands and feet.

Zhou Ruoyan trembled for a moment, barely standing in the same place.

"Father," Zhou Ruoyan called out in a low voice, involuntarily imploring.

However, Zhou's father's heart was cold now. He took a sarcastic look at him and stressed, "Song Ci is the third prince. It's your sister's husband. Don't be paranoid!"

Listening to his words, Zhou Ruoyan felt sour.

She blinked her eyes, and the big tears began to slip down, marking a long mark on her face.

Zhou's father's heart was cold and stiff. Even when he saw this scene, his face didn't change. Instead, he was more and more disappointed.

"What do you mean? Can't you live without him? " Zhou's father hates iron but not steel.

Zhou Ruoyan bit his lip and murmured in an unconvinced low voice, "why elder sister?"

"What?" Zhou's father only saw her lips move, but didn't hear what she said. He blinked blankly and asked.

Zhou Ruoyan kept swallowing, as if it could bring her infinite courage.

Biting her teeth, she raised her head and asked, "why Zhou ruo'an?"

Zhou Fu Leng for a while, some can't believe looking at Zhou Ruoyan, a little bit ferocious expression, for a long time did not speak.

But Zhou Ruoyan didn't care about his silence and repeated, "why her?"

With these words, Zhou Ruoyan seems to have been turned on by someone, and his questions never stop.

"Where can she compare with me? Why not me?"

"It's clear that I grew up with the third prince, and we are the best match. Why did she step in and let the emperor do his will for no reason?"

"If she doesn't stay at home today and doesn't go home at night, she has lived in King Ning's mansion for such a long time. Who knows what will happen in that mansion!"

"Ningwang is tall and handsome. She must have been together for a long time, so she can't help but move her heart!"

I didn't expect that the more she said it, the worse it was. Finally, Zhou's father couldn't bear it and slapped her heavily.

Looking at the people on the ground, his eyes flashed for a while, but the anger in his heart let him down all the heartache.

"Is that what you should say?" Zhou's father asked coldly, "I don't know where there are so many unconvinced people in your heart, but the will has been given. If you are unconvinced, you can only press it!"

With that, Zhou's father didn't see Zhou Ruoyan's reaction. He threw his sleeve and left with a big step.

The housekeeper hesitated for a while and asked in a low voice, "miss two..."

"Go away!" Before he finished his words, he was interrupted by Zhou Ruoyan's gnashing of teeth.

The housekeeper nodded a little and left without hesitation. His back was in a hurry. He just wanted to disappear in front of her immediately.

Zhou Ruoyan sat on the ground alone for a long time. He couldn't help crying. His grievances and discontent almost overflowed.I don't know what happened in Zhou's mansion. Zhou ruo'an has been wandering around the capital these days. He keeps everything in mind and easily draws a map of the capital.

"Next, it's time to take advantage of a weapon," Zhou ruo'an murmured in a low voice, putting away the map in front of him.

However, Zhou ruo'an sighed a long time, thinking about her expected weapon, she did not know how to start.

The original owner is nothing more than an ordinary lady in the boudoir. In ordinary times, he only cares about rouge, gouache and cloth patterns. He knows nothing about weapons.

Although Zhou ruo'an took advantage of this time to find out the layout of the capital, he also knew a place to strike iron.

Thinking of what he saw when he passed that day, Zhou ruo'an chose to refuse.

She needs a good weapon. Maybe she doesn't need the master's hand, but she can't let the blacksmith play freely.

Thinking about the dagger he wanted to use and the farm tools, Zhou ruo'an's expression could not help changing.

Zhou ruo'an's troubles were soon known to others, and Ling Tianwang and Song Ci had their own calculations.

"Are the best craftsmen and weapons masters in China now in Beijing?" Song Ci asked in a low voice.

"The master of weapons left the capital the year before last, and there is no news until now," the man replied carefully, for fear that he might offend Song Ci.

The eyebrows tightly wrinkled together. Song Ci pondered for a moment, and said, "you should listen to his whereabouts first. If you really can't, you should go to find other weapon masters."

"Here," the man replied submissively, and retreated after waving his hand in Song Ci.

"Master of weapons," Song Ci touched his chin, and his eyes flashed a little thoughtfully.