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Chapter 404 If It Wasn't For Good Fortune To Trick People...

The Zhang family will not keep this secret for no reason. The identity of the ancestors cannot be revealed to others, either because they are afraid of being convicted, or they have already been convicted. No matter what, they are under the foot of the emperor, or they are important officials in the court. There is no way to keep it secret forever.Then once the secret is leaked, the Zhang family will definitely not be able to escape a catastrophe.

If the Zhang family is doomed, what about the Su family?

It's about the royal family, the Zhang family can't run away, neither can the Su family.

Everything she had was given by the Su family. That was her family. Su Shou was sorry for her and her mother, but the Su family gave her more. The great-grandfather of the family gave her, so that she can maintain her dignity as a human being whether she stays in the Su family in the two lives.

She never wants anything to happen to the Su family.

Therefore, she would not want the Zhang family to have something to do.

But once Han Mo revealed the matter of the portrait to the palace, would the emperor not pursue it?
She looked up at Han Mo, the young man in front of her——no, young man.When I met him, he was still the little king of hell in the capital. After more than half a year, he showed more calmness and intelligence. Maybe he was still young, but he never stretched his hips when he should be serious.

She withdrew her gaze, and finally shook her head lightly: "What you said just now, you pretend I didn't say it."

What kind of person does he want to be?She knew it all along.

Entering Donglinwei may have relied on the relationship of Zhen Guogong, but he has become the Zhenfu envoy in just one year, and he will never rely on his ancestors.Having been wronged, he would rather bow down to be a head catcher than uphold justice and himself. This kind of identity gap is not something anyone can accept calmly.

But he seems to have never heard of outsiders' comments, and never thinks about the grievances, but only thinks about how to do things well and how to continue to uphold the justice in his heart.

So how does she stop him from being whoever he wants to be?

What's more, he confessed to the emperor, and he only did what he should do.Also as a person who hates evil like an enemy, what position does she have to stop him?

"Ah Rao..."

Han Mo called out in a low voice.

"Are you sure you came here?"

Suddenly a voice came from outside the door, and Su Wei was shocked, and looked at Han Mo with wide eyes: "It's Zhang Yu!"

Han Mo also had a serious look on his face, and looked around. Suddenly, he pressed the scroll on the wall to restore the incense burner, rolled up the scroll and put away the portrait, and finally jumped onto the beam with Su Wei in his arms—

There is no one living here, the furnishings are simple, and there is almost no place to hide, only on the beams to hide, and Zhang Yu's voice is outside, so there is no room for Han Mo to think too much!

As soon as he lay down on the beam, the door was pushed open, and Zhang Yu, who was tall and tall and dressed in a Tsing Yi Confucian shirt, walked in.

The censer behind the wall had already been restored, and the portrait had just been replaced just before he opened the door. After the door opened, the wind squeezed in, and the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River knocked against the wall slightly, making a lazy rattling sound.

Zhang Yu was in the hall, staring at the painting, then turned his head to look around, and finally walked to a few tables, reached out and stroked the painting.

Su Luo raised her heart to her throat.

If she showed her flaws at this moment and was caught, then she would be completely speechless and completely unable to explain.

But shouldn't Lu Ling pester Zhang Yu and the others for them in the peony garden at this time?Why did Zhang Yu come here alone again?

"Not here." At this moment, Zhang Yu had withdrawn his hand, turned around and looked at the door, "Where did you see it?"

A woman came in from outside the door, bowed her body and murmured, "The slave woman was at the bank of the lotus pond before, and she went to inform the young master when she saw the girl coming this way. The slave woman didn't see the girl coming into Ranqiu Pavilion, but Guess it's coming nearby."

Su Wei was surprised, this maid went out to inform Zhang Yu of her whereabouts?

Suddenly he felt his waist tighten, and Han Mo's aura, which was originally as light as a feather, suddenly became heavy.

She remained calm and continued to look down.

Zhang Yu stood for a while, and murmured to himself, "It's really hard to see her now."

The light and shadow in front of the hall floated, and if you look closely, the other person has already walked out.

The house was covered again, but there was no new movement in the house for a long time.

Su Luo only felt that her waist was clasped like iron tongs, and it would be difficult to breathe any tighter.

The man's breath brushed her neck unceremoniously, she was unbearably hot, and she tilted her head slightly.

Han Mo's face was as ugly as the color of his clothes: "I didn't expect that there are quite a few people thinking about Miss Su."

Su Wei changed from being tough in the past, grabbed his lapel with two small hands, looked at him like Liang Xiayan and murmured softly: "Isn't that right, if it wasn't for good luck, all the children I gave birth would run all over the place. "

Before the words were finished, the iron clamps around his waist were tightened again.

Han Mo hummed twice, pinched her waist and jumped to the ground, then ran away from the window without looking back.

Su Luo smiled and flicked her skirt, looked back at the painting again, opened the door and walked out graciously.

If you ask her why she is not afraid of anyone outside the door at all?Of course, it was because Han Mo had gone a step earlier to inquire for her.If not, how could he leave her and go alone?

Whenever Han Mo is by her side, she doesn't have to look around anymore.

……

In Chunyan Hall, Dou Yin, dressed in Han Moshizi's robe, was sitting with his back to the window, holding a book in his hand and had been flipping through it for five or six rounds.

Song Yan faced the window, and every now and then, he made some fake moves of handing over and receiving files, and besides, he sat down and drank tea.

But the appointed quarter of an hour had passed for a long time, and Han Mo hadn't come back yet, Song Yan gradually couldn't sit still, and started to get up and pace.

"There won't be any accidents, right?" He looked at the same servant of the Zhang family who had passed by the gate several times and said, "If I don't come back again, I'm afraid Zhang Ge will come in directly."

Although the prince was brought out as a cover, after all, there is no reason to use other people's territory to handle official business for too long. If so, then Han Mo should leave immediately and go back to the Yamen to deal with it.The servants outside the door walked back and forth, so there was no guarantee that the Zhang family was not suspicious and was looking into the inside story.

Hearing that there was no response behind him, Song Yan walked up to Dou Yin: "Why don't you answer? What are you thinking?" After speaking, his eyes fell on the document in his hand, and he said: "You are already sitting silently facing this side. It's been a while, what's going on? Something seems wrong with you?"

Dou Yin simply closed the document and slowly laughed: "What's wrong with me?"

Song Yan straightened up, took advantage of the opportunity to sit on the corner of the desk, and looked at him: "Speaking of which, why did Mr. Zhang Ge react so much when he saw you earlier? When Mr. Chaoge saw you, he didn't see anything. Seeing that your face is familiar and you don't lose your composure, aren't you curious?"

"People can't be too curious." Dou Yinping looked forward, his voice was still soft, "If you are too curious, you will have a lot of pain."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, walked slowly to the rear window, and stretched out his hand to push the window open. Outside the window was a courtyard with luxuriant plants and trees, and far away on the other side was the Zhang family's main courtyard with a high roof.

(End of this chapter)