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Chapter 675 Pretrial Month (95)
These few words have nothing to do with each other, and Xue Ling couldn't understand their meaning for a while.It's just that Yibai is taking care of the garden, Huo Yunwan doesn't talk about raising a few women, even if raising a few noodles, it's not her turn to comment on it every now and then.Immediately promised: "You don't have to tell me what you grow in your garden."

Huo Yunwan lazily moved her hands, tugged at her sleeves and said, "I told you earlier, Yibai is a man after all, and the court ladies I trusted by my side can't be sent out at will. If there is any difficulty, you will take care of it." .

By the way, when are you going to move there?I heard from Yibai that you went to see it last time and hurried back to Jiangfu, is there anything you don't like. "

"No".Xue Ling said hurriedly.It's okay not to mention this, but when she mentions it, she will be worried about Jiang Yufeng's actions in the morning.Anyway, the Huang family's affairs have come to an end, it's better to stay away from Jiangfu earlier.

It was also such a kung fu, Xue Ling saw that although Huo Yunwan's clothes were plain, they were shining brightly when she raised her hand.I don't know if it is woven with silver threads or dyed with some pearl powder, but it is not as simple and crude as it looks.

But for personal things, Huo Yunwan is also the daughter of Zhongming Dingshi Family, so it is common sense to do some tricks in places where no one is watching, seeking comfort in poor days.It can only show that she is definitely not down and out.

Xue Ling said: "When I came back from Ningcheng, I was busy with Huang's family affairs. I needed Jiang's help in many places, so I had to hang around for a while. When I go back today, I should be ready to move out.

Jiang Hong, this old thing." At this point, she closed her mouth and let out a heavy voice. Her right hand unconsciously slid down from the table and touched her lap. Accounts are always more and more calculated. Once calculated, the old grudges have not been healed, and new grudges are added.

Huo Yunwan was not in a hurry or annoyed, Rourou looked at her, waited patiently for a moment before saying softly: "Well, how is he?"

"He's not good, just like Huang Xuzhou, he's old and immortal."

Huo Yunwan's explanation was very considerate: "How can there be immortality in this world".He said again: "Would you like to sit down again, or go to another room to chant scriptures first, I would like to talk to you more personally, but now is not the time."

Xue Ling said: "What if you sit down again, so what if you go back first."She knew that if Huo Yunwan really wanted her to go back first, she would just invite Hui'an to come in and lead her.If I ask more questions, I don't know if it's just a random word, or there are other plans.But no matter what the reason is, I always climb up the pole.

Huo Yunwan smiled, stretched out her hand to lightly rest her right cheek, looked out of the window and said, "It's not too bad, I just think the news is coming soon.

If you sit for a few more hours, you should probably know exactly what was dug out of the mausoleum.

If you go to the next room, there will be too many people, so I won't be able to send a message to a group of stinky buddha and sour aunts. Baobuqi His Majesty has put a few pairs of eyes in there.

However, even if you know it, you can't just do something today.What is clearly debated in the court can't be hidden from you anyway, I think it doesn't make much difference if it's early or late, it depends on your own willingness. "

Xue Ling answered first: "It's true that there is not much difference. If you have nothing else to do, it will be safer for me to retreat first."After speaking, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he smiled subtly.As his eyes drooped, he felt a little displeased.

Since there is not much difference, with Huo Yunwan's temperament, she would not bring it up at all, so she added a few more words on purpose, probably to make herself understand that not only in the harem, but also in the front hall, the Changchun Palace is also hearing and seeing.

What can you do with all this nonsense?Remind yourself don't want to deceive her?Xue Ling was sleepy, and felt that she was also a sharp-minded person. Maybe Huo Yunwan was really just a gossip, but she couldn't help being paranoid.

"There's nothing else to do, there are only a few people who slap a large field, and they go back and forth, chanting nothing more than those few words."Huo Yunwan also stared at the red persimmon tree outside the window, chatted a few words like usual, answered Xue Ling, then laughed lightly, and sighed: "I can't pick out anything fresh from the left and right."

Xue Ling paused for a moment, neither could she firmly believe that Huo Yunwan had no other intentions, nor could she completely conclude that Huo Yunwan really had other intentions.Her thoughts simply drifted elsewhere, thinking of Wei Lang she saw in the court hall.No matter what, it is certain that Huo Yunwan monitored the emperor's every move.

Did that emperor ever think that the people around him were plotting against him?Just thinking about this kind of thing makes my heart palpitate.

What you love, what loves you, is an illusion.

But fortunately, the palpitations are fleeting, and then I feel very happy. After all, Wei Lang is not a good person, and he should be calculated.

She remembered the appearance under the vice crown, Zhou Zheng was majestic.He was obviously about the same age as Jiang Yufeng and the others, but he had an air of maturity. He didn't look like a weak crowned emperor who had only been on the throne for more than three years, but seemed to have sat on that dragon chair for seventeen or eighteen years.

That kind of calmness and determination made Xue Ling difficult to accept, even more difficult to accept than Jiang Yufeng, Jiang Hong and others.She once tried her best to look at Wei Lang's chest at the end of the ranks of officials. She wanted to know how this thief was full of insidiousness and filth, but his face was full of saints and kings.

She wondered if she had missed something wrong, she always thought that a villain should hang his eyes on his face, with both energy and blood, at least he should make people look down upon and want to spit upon seeing him.However, there are so many people who deserve to be punished around her, almost all of them are male like Pan'an and female like Xi Shi, both handsome and delicate.

But these people can always find a little bit of goodness, as if God sprinkled that little bit of goodness on the surface.So now she asked Huo Yunwan: "Then let me ask something new, you have been with Wei Lang for so long, have you known him a little bit?"

"Um"?Huo Yunwan looked back and sized Xue Ling up and down for a while in disbelief. Seeing that she was not joking, she tentatively asked, "Why did you ask this?"

Xue Ling said: "I grew up in Pingcheng, and I rarely saw people in the world. I used to hear an uncle of mine say that ghosts have green faces and long fangs, and bodhisattvas have kind eyebrows and kind eyes. Facial features come from the heart, and a good-looking heart is a good-looking face."

She paused, remembering that the second half of Lu Wen'an's sentence was: You are as delicate as a girl, and you have to be too good-looking.

Huo Yunwan's eyelids opened and closed, her eyelashes were lightly relaxed, and her phoenix eyes became more prominent. She looked at Xue Ling like water and said with a smile, "It's no wonder you are so good-looking."He turned his eyes away and said in a fit of anger: "Could it be that I don't look good?"

If Xue Linghun didn't hear it, he continued the original words: "But when I come to Beijing, I still can't tell why those people have done all kinds of evil things and still behave decently."

Combined with Huo Yunwan's words, these words are like slapping someone in the face.Huo Yunwan turned her face back in an instant, she was not annoyed, but she was afraid that Xue Ling felt compassion.At the beginning, I also came here like this, and I am most aware that a person who says she can't tell the difference is actually struggling.

Heart, life and death are always life and death, life and death, life and death, every time you say you are completely dead, if you have to wait until you stop talking, that is called death.

"What kind of evil is there? Isn't life in this world all running around for ideas. It doesn't work. The woodcutter wants to chop two more loads of firewood. It's an idea. The royal son wants to be a prince. It's not an idea? It is a general thought, good and evil are not important."

Huo Yunwan got closer, and said softly: "The important thing is that you should not be the cut wood, the deposed prince."

(End of this chapter)