The Journey of a Pseudo-Art Woman

Chapter 136 Who does the old friend know?

With an inexplicable expression, Bei Siru got up lazily, wearing only an apricot-colored apron with orchid flowers on her body, her slender neck, smooth skin, and the red aftertaste on her face, she was full of charm.

She put on a tulle, took clothes for Sima Zhao and dressed him one by one, with a soft voice, "The fifth child still misses His Majesty and me, and always remembers to say hello to you and me every day. "

Sima Zhao saw the charming attitude in front of him, if it wasn't because there was business at the moment, otherwise he would be unable to hold it back, but his hands were still not presumptuous, just groping her slender thighs "Lao Wu has been getting more and more It’s not bad, but no matter how good it is, it’s still not as good as my Ru’er.”

Bei Siru giggled, "Your Majesty is really bad..."

"I'll come back to spoil you well in the evening." After speaking, he turned and left the inner hall.

Outside, Yeruda had already been waiting in the center, and when he saw Sima Zhao coming out, he hurriedly greeted him respectfully, Sima Zhao became more pleasing to the eye after seeing his son, and told him to have a correct attitude, so his stern face softened a bit.

The two exchanged a few words of pleasantries first, and then Yeruda returned to the topic, "Leng Jingyan, he is here."

Sima Zhao raised his eyebrows and said with great interest, "Then there will be a good show."

Now it has been discovered that Leng Jingyan is the son of the general of the Li family, and he failed to win him over several times, but now, he also wants to kill the grass.

After all, there is a huge Mingyue Villa, not only the shops, but also the intelligence network and other real estate. If it is surrendered to any country, then the unification of the world will be just around the corner.

Those who obey me prosper, those who oppose me perish.

It's just that he didn't expect that this time it was obviously a Hongmen banquet, and Leng Jingyan, who had always been very knowledgeable, would obediently deliver it to his door.

A playful smile appeared on the corner of Sima Zhao's mouth.

"This Leng Jingyan failed to win him over and over again. It's not easy to get rid of him overtly or secretly. He has many secret guards in Mingyue Villa, all of whom possess special martial arts skills..."

Yeluda paused and continued, "Father, why don't you use a trick to get Leng Jingyan removed..."

There was a sly look in his eyes.

"Why is the name justified?" Sima Zhao was also curious.

"Why didn't the father betroth the tenth younger sister to him? If Leng Jingyan disobeyed the order and disrespected him, wouldn't that be justified?"

Sima Zhao didn't know, so "What if Leng Jingyan doesn't resist the order?"

"Of course he will resist the decree." Yeruda remembered that day when he was tightly protecting the woman in his arms, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

The person who knows best is not himself, but the enemy. He knows Leng Jingyan very well.

He will resist, absolutely will.

"Okay, let's hold a banquet tomorrow, and we must get rid of that Leng Jingyan soon!" Sima Zhao said in a stern voice, and finally, the knuckles of the hand holding the teacup were also faintly white due to the tight grip.

Such a person, such a force, if they can't win over, then there is only a dead end!
Yeruda recently flashed a sneer, Leng Jingyan, this time you are dead! —

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At this time, in Jianghuai Mingyue Villa, Yun Ran was pushing away Leng Jingyan's study room. As the carved wooden door opened, the familiar smell in the house, and all kinds of things between her and Leng Jingyan resurfaced in her mind.

Walking to the desk, stroking his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and the stool he made, Yun Ran felt a sense of emptiness in his heart for some reason.

It's like after getting used to a person, but that person

The sense of panic brought about by the sudden disappearance is normal.

Panicked to the point that she seemed to be dreaming.

Yun Ran smiled wryly, but now she has also become a resentful woman in her boudoir, and after not seeing Leng Jingyan for two days, it hurts her mind and body to think that he thinks so...

She cleaned up everything in the house for him, and saw that although the books in the bookcase were neatly arranged, they were covered with a thin layer of dust.

She opened the bookcase, wiped each book with a handkerchief, and put away the original flavor. Most of Leng Jingyan's books were military books, but only one indigo book caught her attention in this row of books. This book has no name, and it is very wrinkled, presumably it is a book that Leng Jingyan often reads.

She stretched out her hand to take it, flipped it left and right, but didn't see anything strange, just about to open it, but a piece of rice paper folded in half fell lightly inside, and landed on her toes.

Yun Ran frowned, looking at the colorful colors on the back of the paper, she must have guessed that the paintings were made by Leng Jingyan. She had seen Leng Jingyan's paintings before, although she also studied art, but Leng She thinks that Jing Yan's paintings are far beyond her reach.

Yunran bent down, picked up the rice paper, opened it gently, and saw that it was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl painted inside, and what was even more strange was that the girl's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to hers.

But the girl on the rice paper is clearly not her!

Her hands trembled a little, and she looked at the small characters in the lower right corner again.

Su Jiang.

Her heart was a little tense, and she couldn't help but think of the small characters on the flute that Leng Jingyan carried with her - Jiang.

He said it was an old friend, but who was this old friend?

(End of this chapter)