Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 207 The old man returns, the situation is in chaos

Zhang Nian was panicked for a long time. She always thought that Wang Keren had something in his heart, so at this moment, she just listened to what Wang Keren said.

After she got into the carriage, she looked at Wang Keren standing at the door of the small gate, wearing a pink skirt, looking at herself with a smile on her face, like a jade-faced Bodhisattva.

"But man, I will never forget the kindness of you and uncle, and I will definitely repay you in the future."

Wang Keren stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhang Nian: "Sisters, what are you doing with such words? Doesn't it show that the relationship between us is estranged?"

Zhang Nian's eyes turned red, she held Wang Keren back heavily, and choked up, "Keren, remember to come and pick me up."

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was interested. Wang Keren thumped in her heart. A trace of unnaturalness flashed across her face, but she quickly covered it up: "You can't believe the relationship we grew up with. Your business is my business." About Wang Keren, my father has already begun to investigate, don't worry, I will bring you back to the capital soon."

Zhang Nian was so moved that he didn't know what to say, tears streaming down his face.

Wang Keren withdrew his hand, patted the carriage and said to the driver, "It's getting late, go out quickly, or the road at night will be difficult."

After speaking, she looked at Zhang Nian again: "Don't worry."

"Hmm!" Zhang Nian nodded heavily.

At this moment the carriage was slowly driving forward, Zhang Nianxian drove the curtain and kept looking at Wang Keren like this, until the figure became smaller and smaller, she put down the curtain reluctantly.

Wang Keren at the door also watched the carriage disappear into the street before turning around.

The smile that was originally like a spring breeze turned cold.

"No one is allowed to say what happened today, just pretend that Miss Zhang has never been in the Wang family." She said coldly to the maids, "Have you heard?"

"I heard you, miss." The maids shrank their necks and responded one after another.

Wang Keren breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards his father's study.

At this moment, Lord Wang had just put down the brush in his hand when he saw her come in.

Wang Keren saluted: "Father."

"Well, things are done?" Mr. Wang's face was calm, but his gray beard couldn't hide his eyes that were shining brightly.

Wang Keren lowered his head and replied, "The person has already been sent out."

"That's fine." Lord Wang heaved a sigh of relief, ever since Zhang Nian entered the mansion, there has been a stone in his heart.

Others don't know how this family was destroyed, how can he not know?
As early as a few days ago, the news that the Empress was suddenly thrown into limbo by His Majesty was sent out, and he already knew who was responsible for the destruction of the Zhang family.

However, the empress's entry into the cold palace has always been caused by the empress's physical discomfort, so the meaning of her majesty is actually quite intriguing.

He didn't make any great political achievements in his life, and he relied on opportunism to stand in line.

"This matter has nothing to do with our Wang family from now on." Master Wang looked up at his daughter, frowned suddenly and said, "I heard from your mother that you recently rejected many matchmakers?"

The blood on Wang Keren's face faded bit by bit: "Reporting to father, my daughter just returned it because she felt that the matchmaker's kiss was not reliable."

"Really?" Lord Wang said inexplicably.

Wang Keren's hands and feet became cold.

The fact that she likes the little prince of Beijiang has always been hidden in her heart, and it is impossible for her father to know.

Sure enough, Lord Wang said again after a while.

"Father knows that your heart is higher than the sky, but the current situation is turbulent, it is better to find a beloved man to marry in peace, so that father can help you when he is able. With your ability, the aristocratic family The mistress of a big family is no problem, do you understand what it means to be a father?"

Wang Keren lowered her eyebrows, covering up the thoughts in her eyes, those little thoughts hidden in the dark corners were carefully covered up by her.

"Daughter knows, please rest assured, Father."

Seeing that she was so well-behaved and sensible, Mr. Wang nodded in satisfaction, and picked up the pen again: "My father has always only known you well, today's things are done well, let's go."

"Thank you father for the commendation, my daughter is leaving."

"Ah."

Lord Wang bowed his head again and started to write on the desk, Wang Keren withdrew and closed the door of the study.

At this moment, the servant girl who had been waiting for a long time suddenly came forward.

"Miss! The young master of Beijiang is going to the capital."

"Really?" Wang Keren pinched the maid's wrist, and couldn't help but ask happily.

The servant girl nodded: "The news is absolutely true. It is estimated that in another seven days, it is time to enter the capital, and then the lady will be able to see the young master."

"Don't talk nonsense." A blush flashed across Wang Keren's cheeks.

She remembered that she was still at the door of her father's study, so she hurriedly dragged the maid beside her to go outside.

the other side.

The carriage carrying Zhang Nian went further and further away, and the sky was getting darker and darker.

Zhang Nian couldn't help but lift the curtain of the car and shouted to the driver, "How long will it take?"

The coachman did not answer her at the first call.

Zhang Nian supported the inner wall of the carriage, moved towards the outside, and pushed the driver with his hands.

The push was so extreme that the coachman's body went straight down.

Zhang Nian screamed, only to see an arrow feather suddenly piercing the coachman's chest, the blood on the wound had long since solidified into black, and the coachman's complexion turned purple, obviously he had been out of breath for a long time.

That is to say, a dead man was driving the car all the time.

Thinking of Zhang Nian's hands and feet going weak, she couldn't help screaming.

Amidst her screams, the coachman fell heavily from the carriage, splashing thick dust on the ground.

At this time, the out-of-control horse had already dragged the carriage and galloped towards the cliff. Under the scream, the horse and the carriage fell off the cliff together!

There were only two carriage marks left on the ground, which were soon covered by the downpour of rain, and then disappeared.

Those who were on the road from afar looked at the distant capital, so they had to rein in their horses and stop at a small inn next to them.

Huaiyu put a long sword on the table in the room in a hurry.

On the cheeks that were originally clean, and on the forehead in the upper right corner, there is a pink scar, which is a new wound.

She changed her wet clothes and lit the oil lamp.

Lay out a piece of letterhead on the desk, pick up a pen and start to describe what happened to me during this period of time.

Unexpectedly, she came back in such a hurry, but still failed to see Yan Wanqing.

Hearing the patter of rain outside, Huaiyu sighed.

The war is ruthless, she only hopes that Yan Wanqing can be safe on the front line.

"Knock, knock, knock." Suddenly there were several soft sounds outside the window.

Huaiyu vigilantly covered the letter paper on the table with a book.

"Who?"

"Hello, little marquis. By order of my master, I'm here to give you something." A male voice came from outside.

Huaiyu frowned slightly: "Who is your master?"

"Princess Anping."

Hearing that it was someone sent by Yan Wanqing, Huaiyu opened the window.

The man in dusty clothes outside the house knelt inside, took out a kit from his arms and put it on the table.

"The princess has ordered that you open it after you return to the capital and meet the nobleman."

Huaiyu raised his eyebrows: "Your nobleman? What nobleman?"

"The princess didn't explain it carefully, but only said that you will know after you return to Beijing."

Huaiyu nodded. Of course, the person who sent the message would not understand Yan Wanqing's daily words like typing puzzles, so she waved her hand, and the man who sent the message turned and went to the window, and then disappeared into the rain.

Huaiyu squeezed the kit tightly in his palm.

Unable to restrain her curiosity in her heart, she pulled the rope of the kit, and took out the small square of paper inside...

(End of this chapter)