The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 675 Bitter Taste
"The rules of the secret door, if the killer dies, a new one will be sent!"

Qiu Zijun's right index finger and middle finger hold a roll of news notes.

It was given to him by Li Zheng, who persuaded him not to kill the man who was captured in the secret door.

"But she was caught by us, and we can't do anything!"

Luo Jiaojiao still didn't understand the mystery.

"Someone will come to contact her, and this will become the enemy's secret. If they want to do anything wrong, it will be even more difficult!"

Luo Jiaojiao pondered for a while before understanding Qiu Zijun's words.

After a long time, I just looked at them and didn't catch them!Put them under surveillance in the open, so that they can't do anything, and they can't do anything!
"It was Li Zheng's idea!"

Mr. Bo Lang asked Qiu Zijun back.

"Hmm! This kid has a lot of background!"

Qiu Zijun handed the silk slip to Mr. Bo Lang thoughtfully.

But Mr. Bo Lang lit a candle and burned it without even looking at it.

"His father is a man in the secret door, we already knew that. He didn't hide anything!"

Luo Jiaojiao explained for Li Zheng.

Bo Langjun laughed at Luo Jiaojiao's childishness in his heart, but said:
"It's time for us to go back!"

After Bo Langjun and Luo Jiaojiao left, Qiu Zijun sighed sadly.

After all, the two people behind the secret door are hiding in the palaces of his princess and prince, so how can he not be worried!He knew very well that the rift between the two was getting deeper and deeper, and it had reached the point where fire and water could not be tolerated.

One is the son and the other is the concubine Ai. He really has a headache.

Ji Lian'er felt like pins and needles when she learned that the servant girl was put into death row but not executed.

When Prince Chu heard that the person who helped him in the secret door had died, he felt a little disappointed.Although he confessed to his father without knowing the reason and was not punished, he felt that it was a pity that the man died.

"The people from the secret door will not stop here, you all have to pay attention in the future! Don't let them mix with you again, so as not to suffer from it!"

Qiu Zijun called the princess Ji Lianer and the prince to his side to warn them, but he didn't tell the reason.

Concubine Ji Lian'er saw that Qiu Zijun didn't go into it deeply, so she felt much more at ease.

Prince Chu assured his father that he would strictly investigate the new appointment, and would never let someone from the secret door appear in his east house again.

Qiu Zijun, who was very bitter, said he was tired and asked them to retreat.

Ji Lian'er and Prince Chu walked out of the palace gate together.Prince Chu saluted Ji Lian'er as usual and asked her to go first.

Ji Lian'er left with a flick of her sleeves.

"You ungrateful animal!"

Prince Chu muttered in his heart, then swept away his guilt, turned around and strode away.

When he returned to his Dongfang Palace, his bodyguard told him that the Third Prince had been waiting for a long time.

"Uncle Wang!"

Prince Chu was very close to the third prince when he saw him.

After they greeted each other, they sat down to talk.

When the third prince talked about his son Ruxuan, the little prince, he felt very resentful.

Prince Chu said that this matter is easy to handle, just drive them away!
The third prince shook his head and said:
"Your father has a lot of preference for them, so you better not touch that bad luck!"

"I don't believe that my father would favor them over me?"

There was a smug expression on Prince Chu's face.

"Then what are you going to do?"

The resentment in the third prince's heart has not yet come out, and he is deeply relieved to hear that his nephew is willing to stand up for him.

"This nephew hasn't figured it out yet!"

After all, Prince Chu was just talking about it, but he had no idea in his heart.

"How about doing this!"

The third prince rolled his eyes, thinking about it.He leaned his body and whispered his plan to Prince Chu who was listening.

"Wonderful! Let's do it like this! Even if this country's uncle has three heads and six arms, he can't escape this calamity!"

After hearing his third uncle's plan, Prince Chu couldn't help clapping his hands and applauding.

Although Mr. Bo Lang knew that the third prince would not let go of his son's marriage, he did not expect that he would conspire with Prince Chu to frame him, so he did not take precautions in advance.

At this moment, he and Luo Jiaojiao have left the palace gate and returned to their own house.

"It's still comfortable to stay at home!"

As soon as Luo Jiaojiao entered the room, she went straight to the cakes on the tea table.

"Let Hongye buy you some freshly steamed ones!"

Seeing Luo Jiaojiao stuffing a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth, Mr. Bo Lang frowned and said.

"No! It's not broken! It's fine!"

With the pastry stuffed in Luo Jiaojiao's mouth, she could not speak clearly.

"Eat slowly! Drink some water!"

Bo Langjun poured Luo Jiaojiao a bowl of water and handed it to her.

Luo Jiaojiao took the water bowl and poured it down.

"Really cool!"

Luo Jiaojiao put down the water bowl, wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled.

"Give!"

Bo Langjun wet the handkerchief and handed it to Luo Jiaojiao.

Luo Jiaojiao wiped her face and said to Mr. Bo Lang:
"Hongye and I went shopping in the street market!"

Luo Jiaojiao didn't wait for Bo Langjun to say anything, she had already run outside the house.

Mr. Bo Lang could only sigh.

Luo Jiaojiao and Hongye were wandering around in low spirits, but they bumped into the carriage of Little Prince Ruxuan and Fan Juan.

"Miss Luo!"

Fan Juan saw Luo Jiaojiao under the umbrella of the open carriage, and she couldn't help calling softly.

"Fan Juan! Little Prince Ruxuan!"

Luo Jiaojiao ran to the stopped carriage and gave them a little salute.

"Uncle and Mrs. Guo are so polite!"

The little prince Ruxuan got up and helped Fan Juan get out of the car, but his eyes were on the red leaves behind Luo Jiaojiao.

"I've seen the little prince and his wife!"

Hongye saluted as usual, and then retreated behind Luo Jiaojiao.

"Meeting is worse than meeting by chance! How about coming to my house for a bowl of heat-relieving tea?"

The young prince Ruxuan extended an invitation, but Luo Jiaojiao couldn't refuse, so she got into the carriage with Hongye, and sat on the seat next to the coachman.

The carriage quickly arrived at the mansion of the young prince Ruxuan.

"Your new home is not bad!"

Luo Jiaojiao praised the brand new mansion.

"Please!"

The young prince Ruxuan invited Luo Jiaojiao and Hongye into the mansion.

When Luo Jiaojiao saw the garden-like Little Prince's Mansion, she immediately felt refreshed.

She looked at this flower here and there, and felt that her eyes were almost exhausted.

"If you like flowers, take a few pots with you when you leave!"

Fan Juan was grateful to Luo Jiaojiao for finding her a good husband, so she was very enthusiastic towards her.

"I just look good, I can't support myself!"

Luo Jiaojiao hugged Fan Juan's arm and smiled.

The little prince Ruxuan deliberately slowed down and walked with Hongye.

Hongye just walked with her head down, not looking at Little Prince Ruxuan.

"Come on! This is our living room!"

Fan Juan took Luo Jiaojiao's arm and walked quickly into the living room.

There are also several pots of precious flowers and trees in the living room.

Fan Juan made tea for Luo Jiaojiao herself.

"Let's go in and have a cup of tea!"

Seeing Hongye stopping in front of the door, Ruxuan said in a low voice.

"Slaves dare not overstep! Please forgive me, my little prince!"

Hongye bowed her hands and saluted.

"You and the little prince are old acquaintances, come in and talk together!"

Fan Juan suddenly turned her head to look outside the door.

"Thank you Madam for your kindness! Hongye is just a bodyguard, responsible for the safety of Uncle Guo's wife! It's good to stay in front of the door!"

Hongye refused to enter the living room desperately.

The little prince Ruxuan closed his eyes, sighed inwardly, and then stepped into the room.

"It's really admirable for the little prince to care about the old love! Come! I, Luo Xiaoniang, replace the wine with tea, I respect you!"

Luo Jiaojiao picked up the teacup to respect the little Prince Ruxuan.

The little prince Ruxuan took a sip of tea and put down the cup.

A bitter taste spread in the throat, but he couldn't spit it out.

Only he could swallow this bitterness.

(End of this chapter)