Revenge of Rebirth: Beauty scheming

Chapter 600 Wan Family's Abacus

No matter what you want to do, it is definitely not as simple as "one narrative".

In the Yuhua Hall of Huarong Palace, Concubine Wan sat upright, took a cup of tea in her hand, and took a sip, with a smile on her brows.

The maid outside the door came to announce that Zhao Yuanxiang had arrived.

She quickly put down the teacup, stood up and walked to the door to greet him.

Zhao Yuanxiang became more vigilant when he saw Concubine Wan condescending in such a condescending way.Could it be that their Wan family thought that she would continue to help them because they felt that she had helped them last time?
Concubine Wan lovingly held Zhao Yuanxiang's right hand, stared carefully at the white bandage wrapped around her palm for a while, then frowned and said: "The county lord is too careless, there is a kind of wound medicine here in this palace, after applying it It won't leave a scar, and someone will bring it back for you to use later."

Although Zhao Yuanxiang doesn't know how to use it, it is necessary to accept it.She saluted slightly and said with a smile, "Thank you, Ma'am."

"Between you and me, why don't you say thank you? Wouldn't it be unfair?" Concubine Wan smiled kindly, and pulled Zhao Yuanxiang into the hall, and asked her to sit down.

Immediately, she sat down beside Zhao Yuanxiang, and ordered all the servants in the hall to go out, before she said: "The county lord thinks, did Concubine Hui do all of this today?"

Zhao Yuanxiang did not answer, but pretended to be puzzled and asked: "Could it be that there is another suspected murderer in the heart of the empress?"

Concubine Wan smiled and shook her head, and said: "I just thought that the power of the third prince was too great, even the harem dared to intervene, poisoning concubine Xian under the eyes of everyone, it is simply too disrespectful to the emperor Yes, don't you think so?"

Zhao Yuanxiang lowered his eyes and smiled softly: "This matter has not yet been settled, and my daughter dare not speak nonsense."

"There is no one else here, so you don't have to be so cautious." Concubine Wan smiled and said, "You did us a huge favor back then, and it was the information you provided that gave Jing'er a chance to be cleared of the crime. Your great benefactor, you can say anything in front of me."

Zhao Yuanxiang nodded with a smile, but did not speak.

A gleam flashed in Concubine Wan's eyes, and she was more satisfied with Zhao Yuanxiang's performance.

Only by being cautious and low-key can you live a long life.This is the way she has survived in the harem for many years, and Zhao Yuanxiang obviously understands this truth.

It seems that what his father said was really not his speculation.

Thinking of this, Concubine Wan smiled, and asked Zhao Yuanxiang: "Master, have you reached the age of ji this year?"

Hearing the word Jiji, Zhao Yuanxiang had a flash of light in his heart, and suddenly understood Concubine Wan's purpose.She was angry and funny, but her face remained calm: "Yes, it's already fifteen."

Concubine Wan took advantage of the situation and asked: "Many girls from other families will make an engagement before they reach the age of Ji, and they will get married immediately when they reach the age of Ji. Why is it that the county magistrate has already reached the age of Ji, but doesn't even have any plans to get married?"

really.

Zhao Yuanxiang sneered in his heart, this Wanjia really knew how to make up his mind, and when he was about to die, he actually hit himself.

She said slowly: "There is no rush for major events in life. Now that my father is sick and unable to preside over the marriage for my daughter, I will choose slowly by myself, and there is no rush in a year or two."

Concubine Wan's eyes moved slightly, she grasped Zhao Yuanxiang's hand, before she could speak, she saw Zhao Yuanxiang frowned slightly.

She just realized that she actually squeezed Zhao Yuanxiang's right hand out of excitement.

The previous concern seemed so false at this moment.If he really cared, how could he forget the wound on her hand?

(End of this chapter)