Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 599 Negotiations
Jian Yunling snatched the thin note that he was holding on to his fingertips.

The texture is fine and smooth, and the top-quality Huzhou rice paper is used by the royal family.

"what is this?"

Yu Wenzheng didn't answer, but lowered his head and said lightly: "Look for yourself."

Jian Yunling was angry and wanted to fight against him, raised her hand, threw the letter under Yu Wenzheng's eyes, sat back in the chair, raised Erlang's legs swaggeringly, and ordered: "I don't know how to read, read."

Yu Wenzheng paused, glanced at her sideways, smiled helplessly, threw his hand into a ball, and threw it at his feet: "There is nothing to read, but it's just an appointment for us to negotiate in the city tomorrow."

"Negotiation?" Upon hearing these two words, Jian Yunling immediately forgot all those petty tempers just now, and sat up straight.

"Yes." Yu Wenzheng emphasized it succinctly, as if he didn't care at all.

Jian Yunling was not as relaxed as he was.

At this moment, countless questions had arisen in her mind.

negotiation?Why negotiate?What are the chips?What is Yu Wenheng's purpose?Do they want to go?

Seeing that Jian Yunling had calmed down, Yu Wenzheng finally looked up and saw her serious expression, lost in thought, and smiled silently: "Why do you have to think so much? Before he got the jade hook, he wouldn't easily attack us. of."

After his reminder, Jian Yunling just remembered that the reason why Yu Wenheng has not abandoned the city and escaped is because of the jade hook that he has been thinking about so much.
So, people's greed is really terrible, it can easily turn people into fools and idiots, and paranoid to Yu Wenheng's, directly killing their lives.

Slightly calming down, he picked up the half-empty teapot on the table, picked up a clean cup, poured himself a cup of warm tea, put it to his lips, and asked casually when he was still drinking: "Where is it?"

Yu Wenzheng also answered casually: "Yunlou."

A sip of tea sprayed directly onto Jian Yunling's pure white skirt in the form of mist.

Today, in order to avoid those generals who asked questions and refused to give up, she wrapped herself in a cloak and ran out.

Now she was wearing the cotton dress she wore when she went to bed last night. It was light and soft, and a piece of tea was smeared, revealing a light jade-colored skin.

Jian Yunling didn't care about it at all, dropped the teacup, stared round her eyes and asked: "Is it my Yunlou?"

Yu Wenzheng nodded, and at the same time picked up the black cloak that was draped over the back of the chair, walked around the table and walked in front of her.

At this moment, Jian Yunling is like a female animal whose territory has been invaded, unable to notice the movement around her at all, and only has one thought in her mind: "That's her place! It's hers! Yu Wenheng can use it for whatever she says.

Yu Wenzheng watched her discontented face condescendingly, the tall figure fell heavily, and the wind trembled. Just as Jian Yunling reacted, a cloak with a man's warm body temperature and clear breath had already covered her body.

She was taken aback at first, but because it was too warm, she was really reluctant to take it off, so she shrank herself into the large cloak and murmured, "Thank you."

Yu Wenzheng turned around in a calm manner, raised a corner of the silver-purple robe, and said calmly: "It has just snowed in the past two days, and it's cold. Even the clothes inside should be thicker."

For a moment, Jian Yunling didn't understand where his words came from, but suddenly felt the long skirt sticking wetly to her thighs, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Got it."

Although it took a long time for her to realize that the reason why she ran out wearing such a thin nightgown was, in the final analysis, it was because of someone who tried to cover up the crime with a moment of thoughtfulness, but unfortunately, it was too late.

But at the moment, she felt Yu Wenzheng's residual temperature, a heart that had been tempered by countless winds and waves, unexpectedly bumped into it with a very shameless deer.

Fortunately, Yu Wenzheng turned his back to her and didn't notice her strangeness. After he sat down directly opposite her, Jian Yunling had already buried half of his face behind the cloak, leaving only a pair of clear black pupils. She pretended to be calm and looked at him.

"It seems that Yu Wenheng really likes Yunlou." Yu Wenzheng crossed his hands, and a shallow arc was drawn on his lips, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

Jian Yunling rolled her eyes and said in disgust: "He likes Yunlou, but Yunlou doesn't welcome him. Last time he forced Mr. Yun to show up and ran to Yunlou to pester him. After he left, I had someone clean it for three days. The tea room where he sat ten times before he dared to reopen to welcome guests."

Yu Wenzheng was really happy this time, his smile overflowed the haze in his eyes, stirring up some bright colors: "Why did you say that he looks dirty?"

Jian Yunling snorted speechlessly, raised her brows, and said mercilessly: "If the heart is too dirty, people are naturally unclean. I brought a beggar back from the street and invited him to drink tea, which was much better than inviting him. If it wasn't for fear of being scared When it comes to guests, I really want to hang a sign at the gate, saying 'Yu Wenheng and dogs are not allowed to enter'!"

Yu Wenzheng smiled completely, the coldness on his face melted away like an ice floe, he looked at her with his forehead propped up, and said in a soft tone, "However, in the whole world, he is still the emperor, and he is going to enter an abandoned building in the capital city." , is nothing."

Jian Yunling doesn't like to hear these words: "What is an abandoned building? I bought it with real money, and the land and house deeds are still in my hand. He is the abandoned king who is about to be kicked out of the throne, why not in advance Requisition just to say hello?"

Yu Wenzheng teased meaningfully: "He wants to say hello, where can he find the rumored Mr. Yun?"

Jian Yunling choked on words.

Thinking about it, it was the only time she met Yu Wenheng with the identity of Mr. Yun, and she covered her face with a gauze hat. In addition, Mr. Yun is a fabricated person, even if he has supernatural abilities, it is difficult to find out his background.It's normal to not find it.

Thinking about it this way, Jian Yunling felt more relieved, but the thought of facing Yu Wenheng again, and still being in her own territory made her feel uncomfortable no matter what.

"Did he say anything else?" Jian Yunling asked impatiently.

Yu Wenzheng shook his head, saying no.

Jian Yunling leaned back, looked up at the sky and lamented: "Oh, my darling, my Yunlou!" Suddenly she seemed to think of something, she sat up straight suddenly, and said angrily, "Don't say anything, Feng Qiwu Yuwenheng and Yuwenheng really deserve to be husband and wife, they even rushed to deliver the letter. Did they get together and deliberately disturb our mood?"

Yu Wenzheng spread his hands noncommittally: "But from the reality, the only person who is disturbed is you. I am still calm."

Again, it started again, this narcissistic problem that pops up all the time, anytime, anywhere.

Jian Yunling smiled weakly: "Yes, you are calm, calm, wise and quick-witted, and I am not one ten-thousandth of yours. Are you satisfied?"

(End of this chapter)