As for Zhou ruo'an, she was exposed by the sudden servant girl, and some left Zhou's house in a hurry, and went directly to the place that she had been looking after for a long time.
It's a river, and the people who go boating on it don't know much about it.
She quickly drove her hair band, quietly hidden into the crowd, easily lost all traces.
I don't know how long I've been hiding. There's nothing nearby. After exploring the crowd, Zhou ruo'an quietly breathes a sigh of relief.
To tell the truth, she didn't want to let Zhou's father know about her sneaking into Zhou's house, which was subconscious, and she didn't even know why.
With drooping eyelids, Zhou ruo'an thought nothing more.
She straightened her waist, did not look at the people next to her, turned around and walked out, but unexpectedly, she heard the sudden laughter next to her.
Instinctively, Zhou ruo'an knew that the laughter was aimed at himself.
She immediately frowned, some dissatisfied looked in the past, see is the wide robe big sleeve Junlang scholar.
The man and he looked at each other, hands closed fan suddenly separated, covered his half cheek.
Zhou ruo'an rolled his eyes, which broke his disguise.
"You're still smiling in your eyes," she said, not dissatisfied, but helpless.
Zhou ruo'an pierced the camouflage, and the man was not surprised. He just picked the eyebrow carelessly and put down the fan.
"You see, it's really powerful," he said, with a perfunctory sense in and out of his words.
Looking at each other's appearance, Zhou ruo'an also showed some interest. He looked at him and asked, "what's so funny?"
The scholar shrugged and turned to look at the river.
"I laugh that someone is hiding by my side secretly, but when he leaves, he won't even call," he complains as if he is true or false, with some dissatisfaction in his voice.
Such words are not in Zhou ruo'an's imagination. She frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice tentatively, "then, I will leave?"
With that, seeing that the scholar had no reaction, Zhou ruo'an shrugged and turned away without hesitation.
When the scholar finally recovered from the shock, he saw that Zhou ruo'an's back had gradually disappeared in front of his eyes.
His eyes quickly across a little annoyed, the hands of the fan closed and opened, not a stop.
"This man is interesting," he murmured in a low voice. After shaking the fan, someone suddenly appeared in front of him.
"What can I do for you?" He asked in a low voice.
If Zhou ruo'an was still here, she would have found that the man who was bending over and standing in front of the scholar looked familiar.
"Which girl was that just now?" The scholar picked his chin with a fan and asked carelessly.
The man dropped his eyelids and flipped the memory in his mind.
"If you go back to your highness, it's Miss Zhou," he whispered. "Now she's living in King Ning's mansion."
"Miss Zhou?" The man frowned and asked in a suspicious low voice, "isn't that my good brother's fiancee?"
The subordinate's eyes quickly across a little helpless, light cough, mouth explained, "this is a long time ago."
"I don't know what Mr. Zhou said to the emperor, so the emperor ordered to withdraw the marriage between the third prince and Miss Zhou, and gave Ms. Tuesday the third prince's concubine."
Although he is just a onlooker, unimportant people, speaking of this matter, the heart is also very puzzled.
"Tut," the scholar gently Tut, the expression on his face is disdainful, "my father does not like to do this kind of thing."
Subordinates were startled by his sudden words, subconsciously turned to look around.
He didn't find anyone to take this sentence into his ears. Then he quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He said with some helpless advice, "don't talk about it. Now you are in the capital. I can't say that someone can hear you and pass it on beyond recognition."
The scholar's face suddenly became heavy. He looked at the subordinate discontentedly, and then nodded his head.
"Why are you so careful? If I go back to Jingzhou, why should I be angry with him?" He muttered.
His subordinates also knew what was in his mind. When they heard this, they just frowned slightly, but they didn't mean to stop it.
However, although there were all kinds of ideas in his heart, the scholar knew how to advance and retreat, and then he calmed down after saying a few words.
In the subordinate quietly relieved, because this matter is so far, he suddenly broke amazing language.
"You say, if I ask my good father to marry Miss Zhou, how about this time?" He murmured, looking at the river ahead.
Although he said the words of doubt, his tone was very firm, as if he had made a decision in his heart.His face was bitter, and he began to advise helplessly, "there are too many things involved in the capital. Why do you have to get involved?"
The scholar did not speak, and did not mention it again, as if he had forgotten Zhou ruo'an.
But the heart he raised has never been put down, because he clearly knows what he is waiting for.
I don't know why. Although he is getting older, his mind is always like a child.
If he doesn't look at each other firmly, maybe the master claps his hands and goes to ask for marriage.
Zhou ruo'an doesn't know what happened after he left, let alone that his marriage has become another topic of conversation.
She hurried back to King Ning's house, but not as before. As soon as she entered the house, she went to find Ling Tianwang.
She went straight back to her yard with a very complicated expression on her face.
Her performance instantly aroused the discussion of the servant girls around her. One by one, she said her own opinions and almost quarreled.
"The young lady went out to play today. I can't say she was wronged."
"But with our young lady's temperament, who dares to let her suffer any injustice?"
"Is it the Lord who angered the young lady?"
……
Zhou ruo'an felt thirsty. When he came out to pour a glass of water, he heard their conjectures without any reason, and his eyes flashed a little helpless.
With a light cough, Zhou ruo'an's complex state of mind suddenly opened up and felt that everything was just like this.