Reborn like a flower

Chapter 18
Aunt Yang smiled faintly, "Then step her into a pit and bury her."

Yu Chang looked hesitantly at Xuanyuan Che who curled his lips.

Master, what are you so happy about?You didn't take advantage of that Miss Su.

"You don't know why I'm happy?" Xuanyuan Che looked at Yuchang.

Yugu nodded.

"Do you think Su Muyun hates Zhou Ziyuan?"

Yuchang said without thinking: "Hate, I must hate."

"Then what will you do if you hate it?"

"revenge."

"How do you get revenge?"

After not seeing Yuchang's answer for a long time, Xuanyuan Che raised his eyes.

Looking at Xuanyuan Che with a fish intestine face, "Master, I'm not Miss Su, so I don't know how she will retaliate."

Xuanyuan Che nodded, looked at the fish intestines, "What if I knew?"

"The lord is wise." Yuchang was short of a standard salute with a "snap".Even so, his expression was full of admiration.

Xuanyuan Che snorted coldly.

Hearing Xuanyuan Che's cold snort, his neck, which was raised high with fish intestines, faintly lowered.

"Find someone in Camp Kamikaze to keep an eye on the British Duke."

Yuchang looked at Xuanyuanyuan in astonishment.

Xuanyuan Che didn't even look at him, but waved his hand lightly.

Yuchang turned around and walked out, but when he reached the door, he still couldn't help but stamp his feet, "My lord..."

"King Yan wants to marry the British Duke, I need to know what the British Duke's attitude is."

Isn't it because of the jade plaque in Miss Su's hand?

After Yuchang had gone far, Xuanyuan Che also stood up straight, throwing away the paintbrush in his hand.Squinting his eyes, he looked at the portrait of a smiling woman on the snow-white paper.The corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and on her sculpted face, her phoenix eyes were slightly raised with a hint of a smile that was not a smile.

Leaning slightly, he said softly: "Su Muyun, what will you do!"

The sound is clear and gentle, like the rhythm of the earth's breath absorbed by the old tree from the deepest part of its roots. It is deep, soothing and slightly melodious.

Zhou family.

Mrs. Zhang took a white handkerchief and gently wiped the thin-leaf orchids planted in the blue-and-white peony-patterned pots.As she bowed her head, the faint fragrance of orchids pierced her heart and lungs, she couldn't help but closed her eyes comfortably, savoring the faint cold fragrance.

Feng Zhi was on the side, looked at it and said with a smile: "Master Hou is really kind to grandma, I heard that Madam is also interested in it, but Master Hou still asks someone to send it to grandma."

Mrs. Zhang raised her slender eyebrows slightly, and a soft smile appeared on the corners of her lips, but in her mind, she remembered Mr. Luo's reply when he sent flowers.

"Su Muyun came to Dadu alone, and it was not found out that King Yi had any relationship with her."

"Master Hou asked the young lady to entrust the young lady. Su Muyun is nothing to worry about. The young lady had better spend more time walking around with the British prince."

Passing the handkerchief in his hand to Feng Zhi, Jin Zhi who was waiting on the side quickly served the freshly brewed tea.Mrs. Zhang took it, but she didn't move for a long time while holding the teacup.Staring blankly at the sunlight hitting the bluestone slab through the eaves of the corridor, he was speechless for a while.

Could it be that King Yi really just appeared by chance that day?Why did my brother suddenly let her go out with the British princess again?Back then, the British prince refused the queen mother's request to let Ye Siying enter the palace as a concubine, and the ministers of the court and the Chinese government avoided the British prince like snakes and scorpions. Why, my brother suddenly asked her and the British prince to move around more?
After thinking for a long time, Mrs. Zhang didn't figure out what it meant.So I threw it aside and didn't think about it, thinking: No matter what, just do what my brother wants.And right now, if Su Muyun really has nothing to do with King Yi, then there is no need to think too much about it.After all, the Su family just has more money.

Just how to do it?

"Grandma..." Feng Zhi saw that Zhang Shi had been silent, but the teacup in Zhang Shi's hand was crooked, and seeing that the tea was about to spill out, she hurried forward a few steps, and took it from Zhang Shi's hand Teacup, said softly: "Grandma is so engrossed in thinking about something that she has to pour the tea."

Mrs. Zhang looked down, and it really wasn't. There were a few round drops of water on the pine-colored beanie, and Fengzhi was carefully wiping it with a handkerchief.

"Fengzhi, which temple is the tablet of Su Muyun's parents enshrined?"

Feng Zhi paused, but quickly said softly, "I heard it's in Qinglian Temple."

"Then does she go to offer incense every month?"

Feng Zhi nodded, "Yes." Then he looked up at Mrs. Zhang, and said hesitantly, "Grandma, do you want to..."

Mrs. Zhang nodded, smiled slightly and said, "I want to meet this Miss Su."

Feng Zhi nodded, "I will ask someone to find out when she will go to the temple this month."

Seeing that Mrs. Zhang had no doubts, Feng Zhi stood up and retreated.

In the evening, the sun shines softly on the body, the wind blows gently, and the garden is full of refreshing sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance.Walking in the sunshine, Feng Zhi couldn't help but think of the scene at this time last year.

That day was also so sunny and sunny. The thousand-year-old sweet-scented osmanthus tree in Qixia Temple, whose branch crown covered half of the monk's room, was blown by the wind, and the petals were scattered like rain.In that rain of flowers, the golden sunlight pierced through the mottled leaves and hit the third young master in azure robes, but the third young master's eyes were hotter and brighter than the sunlight, and he smiled at the young lady, with infinite blooms blooming at the corners of his mouth. Spring.

After the lady bowed back, she asked someone to inquire.After learning that it was the third young master of the Zhou family, and had already negotiated marriage.The young lady hid in her room and cried for several days... and then... Feng Zhi looked at the setting sun like blood, and the eyes of the two races were bright red.

He saw the mother in charge next to the eldest wife, Mrs. Luo, head on.Luo's mother was walking out with five or six maids and women.

"Mom." Feng Zhi respectfully went up to her and called her mother.

Luo's mother is in her forties, and she is white and fat. Although she is a celebrity in front of the eldest wife, she always smiles when she sees everyone.Everyone in Zhou Fu is willing to get close to her.

"It's Fengzhi."

Feng Zhi stepped forward and said softly: "Where is Mom going?"

Mother Luo smiled and said, "The envoy of the eldest wife sent me to Qixia Temple to deliver money for sesame oil."

Feng Zhi couldn't help being stunned, Qixia Temple's sesame oil money has always been collected by the masters in the temple, why this time, mother Luo sent it in person?
Fengzhi didn't dare to ask too many questions, because Luo's mother must be someone close to the eldest wife, it would be bad to ask too many questions.And Luo's mother didn't mean to talk to her, so she took her maid and mother-in-law and left.

After Fengzhi sent someone to inquire about the news, he hurriedly returned what Mrs. Zhang said.

"Mother Luo brought her maid and mother-in-law to Qixia Temple to deliver money for sesame oil?" Mrs. Zhang looked at Fengzhi suspiciously.

Why should mother Luo go there in person?Reminiscent of the news that Long Ping Hou asked her to walk more with Ying Gongfu, Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but suddenly said: "Could it be because of Miss San?"

(End of this chapter)