Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 131 The Truth Comes to the Surface 3
But she would not think that Zhu Yun came to flatter the old lady, begging the old lady to grant him and her.

Therefore, it can only be that Zhu Yun and Mrs. Long have known each other for a long time, and he has been keeping this from her.

My heart became tighter again.

She was depressed: "Shui Xi, next time he comes, you have to listen to what he said to the old lady no matter what."

Shui Xi nodded vigorously: "Your servant will understand, ma'am."

*
For several days, Meng Baiyun didn't go out.

I didn't go to Zhu Mansion, nor Weng Mansion, nor Jin Wang Mansion.

She is thinking.

Of course not thinking about life?
Life is a university question, and she only has a small brain.

She is just thinking about a little bit of this big science right now.

She is thinking about love.

Or to put it more directly, she was thinking about Zhu Yun.

He is nothing short of an enigma.

She fell in love with a mystery, and now the whole person is messy.

He lied to her.

hide.

The iron ore thing.

The matter of Mrs. Long.

And maybe partisan stuff too.

There is also the matter of sworn brothers.

She asked him who was the third brother, who was the eldest brother and the second brother.

He talked about Mo Shengxiao, the current emperor and the leader of the martial arts alliance.

She can't see the former, and she hasn't seen the latter, so it's hard to prove it.

However, she didn't forget that she still had a bet.

On the day when the King of Qin sent someone to deliver the letter, there were thunderstorms, pouring down like water from the Heavenly Lake leaking a hole.

The corner of the envelope was slightly wet.

The light brown color was dyed into dark brown. Meng Baiyun hesitated and contradicted, stretched out his hand several times, and took it back several times.

A muffled thunder startled her.

She hesitated for a while, and finally made up her mind.

In the letter, there were only a few sentences: "Baiyun, the bet you and I have made, I have already arranged it. After I ascend the throne, I will give you the position of general. I will let you see clearly how he chooses. The time I made, three days later In the purple bamboo forest outside the city in the afternoon, he will definitely arrange someone to lure you to go, and you will lose if you do this.”

The letter in his hand was invisible and heavy, pressing towards his heart.

The three words "lose" made her irritable.

Why did he say she lost?
Even if Zhu Yun lied to her about something, Meng Baiyun is still sure that he loves her.

Because he is so outstanding, there are many beauties like Shen Qiluo around him, if he doesn't love her, there is no need to provoke a widow.

Still a widow of disrepute.

All the deception probably has his reasons.

She bet on a word of love.

She is confident that she will not lose.

He squeezed the letter into a ball and held it firmly in the palm of his hand, as if to give himself confidence.

Outside the house, the thunder was loud and earth-shattering.

The torrential rain seemed to drown the world.

"Ma'am, you say that the summer sky can change as you say, just like that child's face and a man's heart, ha ha."

Why is it that she calmed down after comforting herself, but Su Er made a joke, but she was upset.

When will the damn rain stop.

*
It rained continuously for several days, sometimes thunder and lightning violently torrential, and sometimes it lasted for a long time without feeling the hazy drizzle.

On the first day, no one came, Meng Baiyun seemed to have bought a lottery ticket, and he matched the first number, feeling relieved.

The next day, no one came, and the second number matched, proud of it.

On the third day, no one came, and the third number was completely matched, so it was easy.

She even made all kinds of awkward gestures, intending to see King Qin make fun of him and make him underestimate the love between her and Zhu Yun.

On the morning of the fourth day, no one came.

The outcome has been decided.

(End of this chapter)