Chapter 347

When Luhua finished the dish and went upstairs, Meng Qing and Du Heng had already talked about the most important thing in a low voice, only to say something else.

When he entered the room, he saw that he had no room to interrupt, so he sat down and drank tea stiffly.

They are chatting with each other. Meng Qing occasionally says something funny, which makes Du Zhen laugh.

When the dishes were ready and the three finished eating, Meng Qing was going to leave: "thank you for your invitation today, but I have other things to do, so I can't be with you. Ah Hua happens to be here, and then let him send the girl back

Du Heng nodded and said in a man's voice, "the little prince took the time to meet. I'm very grateful to you. Please help yourself."

Meng Qing casually told Lu Hua a few words, then strode downstairs.

The figure of his leaving had something in common with Lin radial. Du Heng could not help looking at it more.

When Meng Qing was out of sight, Lu Hua frowned, pressed the dark fire in his heart, and said to Du Heng, "Miss Du, why don't you sit and drink tea before you go? Now it's the time when the sun is shining. If Miss Du is exposed to the sun, I'm afraid the little prince will blame Lu Mou again. "

This tone of his voice is really unpleasant, coupled with Meng Qing's polite appearance, Zhuyu in front, Du Heng subconsciously frowned.

Who would have expected Luhua to be more angry?

in the presence of Meng Qing, a young lady with a smile, and in front of him, how could he have such a bad face?

Seeing Luhua's face was not good and he didn't want to have any dispute with him, Du Heng said in a low voice: "thank you for your kindness, but I'm afraid I can't sit down for a long time because I have an appointment with someone to talk with in the afternoon."

Lu Hua sneered in his heart, but he just said, "just sit down. Don't miss Du want to know about the situation of Du's house recently? "

Du Jue's eyebrows wrinkled again: "Mr. Lu, I have left Du Fu now."

People in this position usually meet each other, and they usually don't speak very well, and they always have to leave room for others. However, those who have emotional intelligence can always hear the resistance in Du Zhen's words.

However, today, Lu Hua was obviously angry. Du zhenle was not willing to listen to it. He just said to himself: "I heard that Du Fu's house is in a mess now. Mr. Du lost his two beloved daughters all of a sudden. Now he is ill in bed and has not gone to court for several days."

Du Heng looks cold, even in the eyes, there are no waves.

Luhua looked at her with a smile and said in a low voice: "it seems that Miss Du is determined to rely on the big mountain of xiaowangye, so she ignores Du Fu and her father."

Du Chen was finally impatient, disgusted: "Du Fu is Du Fu, and I have nothing to do with it!"

With such a cold and frosty appearance, and her gorgeous appearance, Luhua felt a surge in her heart, and her dissatisfaction with Du Heng was gradually extinguished at the moment.

"Maybe it has nothing to do with the way of Du Yanghua, but the way of Du yangniang is not serious

Du Chen raised his eyes, looked at Lu Hua, frowned and said: "last month I went to the palace, and the lady was in good health..."

Lu Hua approached her a little, looked at her in a low voice and said, "the last time Mrs. Du went into the palace, she said something to the lady's wife. Listening to the palace's humanity, she vomited a mouthful of blood that night. These days, the palace gate has been closed. I think it's not good. "

Du Heng's heart suddenly jumped.

The imperial concubine's body is the most averse to anger. According to the track of her previous life, she has at least two or three years to live -

but what did grandma say to her aunt when she entered the palace, and she vomited blood?!

Seeing Du Zhen's worried look in her beautiful eyes, Lu Hua felt soft in her heart. She regretted telling her about her illness.

He certainly looked at Du Heng's face and said in a low voice, "if you want to see the imperial concubine, I can take you into the palace."

Du Heng didn't want to owe Luhua such a favor. He refused subconsciously: "don't bother Mr. Lu..."

But in the middle of her words, she also knew that even the imperial city could not enter with her own ability.

If you want to enter the palace, you can only go to Meng Qing -

but now she and Meng Qing need to avoid suspicion because they want to get rid of their crimes. What's more, if they want to jointly mine iron ore in the future, they should avoid people's eyes.

Lu Hua sighed at Du Huo Bei's teeth biting his lower lip, unable to speak. He said to her, "ah Ho, you and I are childhood sweethearts. We grew up together since childhood. When on earth have we become estranged from each other? "

When Du Zhen saw that he was cold, he could not help but remember that when Luhua married him back home, he promised to be a couple for the rest of his life. However, after a few days of hard work, he turned to nephrite and took Du Wu into his room.

There was a chill in her heart.

In this life, since she has decided not to have any trouble with Lu Hua, she should keep a distance from him.

In addition, Du Wu is dead, the past resentment, love and hate, in Du Zhen's view, is also light, not much meaning.

Her face slowly cooled down, and she still refused: "now that we are all older, Mr. Lu shouldn't call our baby's name like this. Life and death are life and death, and wealth is in heaven. If my aunt thinks of me in her heart, she will naturally call me to meet her in the palace. You will not have to worry about itLuhua saw the estrangement of Du Zhen's eyes, and for a time felt bored.

He also pale down, only way: "so, I will send Miss Du back."

Du Chen didn't want to be alone with Lu Hua for a moment, so he nodded, picked up the veil at hand, blocked his face again, and went out with him.

As he went downstairs, Lu Hua suddenly turned around and said in a low voice, "Miss Du, you look so beautiful when you take off your veil."

Not waiting for Du Heng to have any response, he took the lead to go downstairs.

After riding to the mansion, Du said goodbye.

After Du Zhen returned home, she was always a little stuffy. Ah Su and mammy saw it. When she was not going well today, they didn't go forward and left Du Zhen alone.

As she sat there, she slowly came to her senses when she brought tea and snacks to the west of the sun.

"Miss, when I have lunch with others, I don't know how to eat? Mammy has just made some Hawthorn cakes in the kitchen. They are sweet and sour. Let's use some, miss. "

Du Heng didn't refuse the girl's kindness. He motioned to her to put the dim sum on the stone table, then took the towel and handkerchief which was wet in Ashu's hand, cleaned her hand, twisted up a small piece of hawthorn cake, and ate it in small mouthfuls.

Seeing Du Heng's melancholy look, Ashu couldn't stop feeling sorry for her young lady.

Once upon a time in Shangshu mansion, she was a bright young lady in the eyes of outsiders. But when she lost her mother when she was a child, where would Du Zhen's life be better?

Now she is not easy to be free, but the price is to let her, a lady of a powerful family, deal with various and annoying chores and face all kinds of people.

Either choice is not easy.

Ashu stayed with Du Heng in silence for a while. When she finished a piece of cake, she handed the napkin up and wiped her hands.

The little girl couldn't help but sigh and whispered, "Miss, if you are not happy in the capital city, we can go to other places. Isn't it said in the book that in the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River, there are rivers, bamboo buildings, and bamboo curtains between the towns. On weekdays, you can row boats in the town. The young lady said that she liked that kind of place, didn't she? "

Du Zhen was a little stunned, and then he recalled that he really talked to ah su.

However, she was with Lin Du in her previous life. Occasionally, in his landscape miscellany, she saw some descriptions he had drawn with his pen, and then she fell in love with the appearance of towns in the south of the Yangtze River.

Now, what's the point of talking about her as an enemy?

She just shook her head and said, "we can't go anywhere until the capital is over."

A su heart a sour, hastily bowed his head, afraid that his red eyes were seen by Du Zhen.

Fortunately, Du Heng's heart was very chaotic, and she could not care about her expression. She took a sip of some hot tea and said in a low voice, "ah Su, my aunt is going to die."

The servant girl suddenly raised her head: "ah! Did miss hear the news? Are you going to enter the palace? "

The meaning of imperial concubine to Du Heng is more like a mother in her childhood.

But after the loss of her son, she deeply hated the Du family and, along with her niece, gradually became estranged.

Du Heng's eyes slowly overflowed with uncontrollable sadness. He only shook his head and said in a low voice: "how to enter the palace? My aunt doesn't want the Du family to see her. "

He was so sour in his heart that he even cried in his voice. He comforted him pointlessly: "Miss, the lady is thinking of you in her heart. She will certainly call you into the palace..."

But when the news of the princess's death spread all over the capital, Du Heng didn't wait for a call from his aunt

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