Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 728

"How about by the way..." Chen Shilian wiped his neck in front of his neck with his thin palm like a knife.

"You can try it!" Cangyu picked up a military newspaper from the side and read it.

Chen Shilian seemed unable to comprehend the meaning of Cangyu's words, he muttered, "Since you don't object, I'll make arrangements and make sure no one notices."

"How should I say, she is your opponent now, isn't she? If she is gone, you can go back to Changle."

"Besides, she doesn't want you anymore, and you don't have to show mercy. It's a good thing."

"what……"

Chen Shilian let out a scream, and jumped on the spot with one leg in his arms, "Didn't you tell me to try it, every time I don't give money, I will order people..."

"Okay, okay, okay, can't I stop talking, can't I go..."

Chen Shilian slapped the clothes up and down with the hem of his clothes, smoothed the clothes again, arranged his hair, and then walked out the door swaggeringly.

Cangyu raised her eyebrows and saw Chen Shilian walked out, then put down the military newspaper in her hand, leaned back on the chair, and closed her eyes tightly.

These days, he has been on his way, thinking about nothing, not caring about anything.

Now that he has calmed down, what happened in the Southern Wu Imperial Palace, as if it happened just now, is constantly replaying in his mind.

Pain, remorse, anger or jealousy.

Cangyu no longer knew what attitude he would use now to face Yun Zhuohua.

He got up, picked up the Biluo sword hanging on the wall, and drew out the sword edge that was glowing with blue light.

He flicked his fingers lightly on the edge of the sword, straightened his arms, and the slender sword body bounced automatically without wind, sending out bursts of humming.

"Yun Zhuohua..." Cang Yu silently read Yun Zhuohua's name.

Yun Zhuohua was immersed in reviewing the memorial, while Su Yan was sitting on another table, flipping through the books Yun Zhuohua had chosen for him.

Su Yan just finished reading a page, when he turned the page, he heard Yun Zhuohua suddenly sneezed.

She pinched the corner of the handkerchief with her right hand, and gently wiped it twice on her mouth. The fingers seemed to be thicker than before, and when they were bent, they were a little unnatural.

Su Yan looked again, Yun Zhuohua was holding the cinnabar pen in his left hand, reviewing the memorial.

"Cousin, your hands feel a little uncomfortable?" Su Yan asked with great concern.

"It's okay." Yun Zhuohua remained calm, covering his right hand with his sleeve.

"But you, why do you write with your left hand." Su Yan pointed to Yun Zhuohua's left hand.

"Oh, this, it's been a long time since I didn't write with my left hand, just practice it." Yun Zhuohua
If it is not necessary to review the memorial, the handwriting should be the same, but today, Yun Zhuohua writes with his left hand, so the writing is naturally different from that of his right hand.

Doesn't the person who got the memorial have any doubts?

Although Su Yan was young, he grew up by watching people's faces, so he could tell that Yun Zhuohua didn't want to mention this matter again.

He had no choice but to stop asking, and when he picked up the book to read it again, he heard Pei Yuan come to report, "Young Master Ming is asking to see you."

Yun Zhuohua was very surprised, Ming Yuxi rarely left Feishuang Palace, even if he did, he would only go to Yun Zhuohua's Zixia Palace.

However, it was the first time to come to Qingyao Palace to look for Yun Zhuohua.

Could it be that something is wrong.

"Invite him in!"

Yun Zhuohua put down the cinnabar pen in his hand, stood up and walked out from behind the desk when he saw Ming Yuxi had already entered the door.

　Tickets~~~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)