Chapter 439

He said it seriously, but some people who listened to him didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Maybe he should cry and bully others, but it seems that he should laugh because he knows the propriety and won't make any real trouble.

The corners of his mouth twitched for a long time. The man shook his head helplessly and said, "since it's not good to bully others, why do you have to do such things and let people scold you behind your back?"

That young master picked to pick eyebrow, canthus eyebrow tip all is the appearance of high spirited.

"Since I have someone behind me, why do I have to look like I'm suffering?" he said with a natural face. "Of course, it's better to let everyone know."

The man thought silently in his heart, but in any case, he could not understand where he had learned this truth. It was obviously unreasonable, but people could not refute it.

After a long time, he pressed his forehead with some headache and said, "go out, don't stand here."

The young master walked out a few steps, just like a sudden reaction. He raised his finger to the person kneeling beside him and said, "in that case, I'll take this person with me."

The man took a look at him and his hand swung more quickly.

"Let's all go. Don't get in my way here." He said in a cold voice.

The young master has been used to his attitude for a long time. At the moment, he just smiles and turns away without looking back.

After two turns in his room, the young master looked at the kneeling man in front of him with no expression and asked in a cold voice, "I asked you to follow Zhou ruo'an honestly. How did you kneel in front of his father?"

The man was sweating unconsciously. When he heard this, he explained, "I don't know why, the master suddenly let me pass..."

For these lengthy explanations, the young master listened to them at will and left them behind without hesitation.

He touched his chin and thought about it in his heart. He couldn't figure out who was the one who spoke ill of others behind his back. In the end, he had no choice but to give up.

Waving his hand, the young master didn't ask curiously, "now that so many days have passed, how many things have I ordered to do?"

The man gave a wry smile and carefully explained, "I don't know why, the man hasn't been there these days, as if the whole person disappeared in the capital."

After hearing this, the young master was a little upset.

Recalling the warning he had just heard, he hesitated for a while and sighed.

"Forget it, I have no fate with her," he said gently shaking his head. "You don't have to wait there, just follow me."

The young master just took this affair as a love affair with no end. He didn't understand Zhou ruo'an's identity from the beginning to the end.

Because of this, when he saw Zhou ruo'an beside Ling Tianwang in the palace a long time later, he didn't control his expression for a moment. His whole face seemed to be occupied by his open mouth, which was very terrible.

Time flies by, and Zhou Ruoyan, who is thousands of miles away, is gradually familiar with today's life.

I don't know when to start, she will no longer think of her life in the capital and the appearance of Ling Tianwang.

She began to learn and other ladies, began to deliberately suppress their emotions, or slowly groping for embroidery, until finally her every move can not see the shadow once.

Perhaps because of the opposition between the two people when they left, sun just felt that he could not face Zhou Ruoyan now. Obviously, the other side did not have the slightest intention to make up with her.

In this case, the distance between the two people is getting farther and farther, and in the end, they don't even speak.

Zhou's father knew everything about the relationship between the two people, but he didn't have any plans to intervene.

Maybe it's because he doesn't have to get up early to go to court every day, so Zhou's father is gradually addicted to fishing.

I get up early every day, and I don't need other people to wait on me. I wash up quickly, and soon I get out of the house and go to the riverside to wait.

He didn't have to wait long. Soon, like-minded people came one after another. One by one, he set up his fishing rod and looked at the river.

"I'm sure I'll beat you today," said Zhou's father.

At this time, the people around him did not know the identity of general Zhou. They just thought that he was an ordinary rich man and had no respect for him.

"Don't talk big," Zhou's father's voice hasn't fallen down, and someone nearby didn't hesitate to sneer and yell, "you have to say this once a day, but you still lose to everyone in the end."

Zhou's father frowned slightly and didn't say anything, but his eyes were more focused when he looked at the fishing rod.

With such concentration, time passes quickly.The tense atmosphere in the capital has finally reached the highest point, just waiting for the final vent, that is, Ling Tianwang's grand ceremony of ascending the throne tomorrow.

In the small courtyard, Song Ci was alone in the corner, looking at the sand in his hand foolishly.

"Why don't you move?" He mumbled alone and didn't know who he was talking to.

Someone who is really loyal to Song Ci bribes the guards outside and walks in carefully all the way.

He stood at the door, looking at all the actions of Song Ci, his eyes constantly changing.

Even though he already knew the news that Song Ci had become silly, looking at the scene in front of him, he still had some uncontrollable heart beat ups and downs.

"The third prince!" After a long silence, he walked slowly two steps forward and began to shout.

Of course, Song Ci, who had long forgotten everything, could not respond to his cry.

He is still motionless squatting in the same place, Lengleng looking at the sand in his hand, shaking twice from time to time, his mouth moving constantly.

He clenched his fist hard, and the man slowly approached Song Ci. The closer and closer footsteps finally aroused his reaction.

"Who are you?" Song Ci asked, looking alert.

Mature face and childish look do not match, at the same time, such strange also remind that person all the time.

Song Ci was not Song Ci for a long time, and the strangeness kept growing in front of the man's eyes, and finally turned into a bloody mouth with sharp teeth, constantly showing his sense of existence with blood.

"I'm your subordinate," he said, closing his eyes and choking.