Chapter 557

Murong Yu's voice is very pleasant to hear. He is calm with his cold characteristics, just as he gives her the feeling, which makes her intoxicated like a hundred years old wine.

However, Zheng Jiajia did not forget his main purpose, so he soon woke up from this "drunkenness".

"If the official Yin took charge of my father's business, why would I stop the king's car when I was desperate?"

Zheng Jiajia said with a choking voice, "besides, my father is the Duke of Zheng. Where do ordinary officials dare to ask and manage? Coupled with the recent lack of ownership of the imperial court and the panic of all officials, no one cares about my father's mystery."

Zheng Guogong is dead?

Murong's eyes are dark. This is the seventh minister who died recently.

He always guessed that those people were killed by Ping Wang.

But now Ping Wang is like that, but people are still dying... No, wait, he seems to have ignored one of the most important things.

Murong Yu thought for a moment and then said, "so go back to the house with the king and speak slowly to the king."

In fact, what he said was somewhat ambiguous, but the man's cold voice was full of coolness, but he cut the last ambiguity of this sentence clean.

This is what Zheng Jiajia wants.

She immediately showed a surprised look and asked her girl to help her back to the soft sedan and follow Murong Yu's carriage.

She looked at the carriage not far away and her mood was rising again and again.

She stopped the carriage not for her father, Zheng Guogong, but for herself.

Yes, when she crossed over, her original body had already reached the age of cardamom and had little contact with her father. It can be said that she had been in the world for almost three years and only met Zheng Guogong twice or three times.

Naturally, such a frequency can not cultivate any deep feelings. In addition, her position in the government is not high, so she can find another way to make her life better.

Before, she really thought it was good to have money and she could live freely.

But now, with the increase of age and time in the world, her thoughts began to be assimilated by people of this era. She felt that marrying and having children was the most important thing for women.

With this idea, she began to find the right husband for herself. Unfortunately, neither of these men liked her, but for the huge wealth behind her.

After discovering this, Zheng Jiajia left the capital temporarily and went out of the city alone.

She thought it was all right, and only went for a short time, but the facts proved that in this ancient time and space, everything she thought seemed to be fulfilled one by one.

So she didn't take a few steps before she met a rogue. At the critical moment, it was the seventh Lord who saved herself.

Also from that day on, her heart fell on the man, but there was a Mo Xi Yan standing there.

In order to get rid of Mo Xiyan, she has done a lot of things, including doing business with her.

But none of them was successful. I tore my face with Mo Xiyan.

Then she wanted to get close to the seventh Lord through Mo Xiyan, so she made soup.

Fortunately, this time her father had an accident, which gave her a fair reason to find Murong Yu.

And to her surprise, Murong Yu promised to help her before she said anything.

"Yun'er, do you mean something to me that the seventh Lord helped me so decisively?" Zheng Jiajia blushed, opened the curtain of the sedan chair and asked yun'er in a small voice.

Yun'er has been with her for the longest time and is the most considerate, so as soon as he heard her words, he immediately vowed, "Miss, you are so beautiful, the Lord naturally likes you, and I haven't heard of you. The Lord has been in charge of other people's cases."

This is true. Zheng Jiajia also investigated this point.

That's why she is so happy.

Yun'er said and looked ahead. He just saw the carriage driving into the gate of the seventh Prince's house. He clenched his fist and said to Zheng Jiajia, "Miss, we're coming, but we should take a good chance."

"Your young lady knows what to do. Don't worry."

Having said that, Zheng Jiajia's body trembled slightly and her heart was a little nervous.

Before she could hold back her tension, the sedan chair stopped at the door of the seventh King's house.

Yun'er helped Zheng Jiajia out of the sedan chair. Xu was ordered by the seventh Lord. As soon as they stepped up the steps, the bodyguard opened the side door and let them in.

Stepping into the door, a girl was waiting there. Seeing that the two men came in, she quickly welcomed them. "Miss Zheng, the Lord is waiting for you in Yuejiao hospital. Please come with me."

The girl said and led Zheng Jiajia to Yuejiao hospital.

In the Yuejiao courtyard, under the peach blossom tree and in the jade Pavilion, Mo Xiyan supported his head with his right hand and looked at Murong Yu who was playing the Guqin with a faint smile in his eyes.

Murong Yu's attention didn't seem to be on the Guqin.

In the whole playing process, his beautiful eyes were always facing Mo Xiyan, and the tenderness at the bottom of his eyes was almost determined.

"Wang Ye, girl, Miss Zheng is waiting outside." bamboo came in a hurry.

When returning to Yuejiao hospital, Mo Xiyan took her and looked around. He was relieved when he found that it was really all right.

Unfortunately, I have to ask Zheng Jiajia about her father, so I don't have more time to ask about bamboo at that time.

Although Murong Yu said it, he also listened to others. Maybe bamboo will provide something different?

Anyway, when she has time, she will ask about the queen.

But at this time, let's listen to Zheng Jiajia first.

Thinking so, she nodded at Murong Yu.

Murong yusec understood her meaning and immediately said, "let her in."

The second day of junior high school jumped down from a tree on one side, strode to the door of Yuejiao hospital, and invited Zheng Jiajia, who had been waiting for a long time, in.

Originally, Zheng Jiajia saw Murong Yu in such a beautiful and elegant place. Now she is more sure that Murong Yu likes herself.

After all, if it's just an ordinary question, 80% will go to the study.

With such a mood, Zheng Jiajia felt that the yard was beautiful and quiet, which made her feel precipitated.

Just such composure, also maintained a short time of a few seconds.

As soon as she followed the girl to the small garden arch of Yuejiao hospital, she saw the warm and sweet atmosphere in the pavilion not far away.

She knows both of them. Men don't have to say that she wants to take them.

As for Mo Xiyan, she has cooperated with her and still knows something about her.

So I was just angry. Now I think, maybe people are just listening to the piano here?

The more she thought, the worse her mood was, and her expression became colder and colde