Fengming Emperor Pavilion

Chapter 63 It's not bad to like me

Donghua frowned, Qianji looked less and less like Qianji, but more and more like Shen Hualou.

"Find someone else? You know too much, do you think I'll let you go?" Donghua's voice was filled with murderous intent, which made Hualou's heart stagnate slightly.

"Prince An is ruthless and decisive, killing people like hemp, I don't think the prince will let me go!"

After Hualou finished speaking, Donghua frowned deeply, and said, "Smart teeth, it's almost dawn, but you want to go back to the palace?"

"Can I not go back?" Hualou looked up at Donghua, with a hint of puzzlement in his bright eyes.

Donghua was silent for a moment, and said: "It's not of much benefit for you to go back now, take the opportunity to come out for a few days, and you can explain it when you go back, and you can go to the temple tomorrow to ask for a peace talisman or something. Let me explain, don't you think?"

Hualou nodded thoughtfully, and replied: "Oh, yes."

After finishing speaking, Donghua thought she would get up, but she pulled the quilt and slowly shrunk in, lying on the bed, her eyes were rolling around, Donghua was silent, and she was silent, and the two of them sat down. Looking at each other like this, Shen Hualou finally said, "What are you still doing here?"

Donghua was angry: "Since you are not going back to the palace, what are you still doing lying here?"

"sleep."

After Hualou finished speaking, Donghua just strangled her to death.

"Lu Yi is still reminiscing about the old days with Dong Chen. This king knows that you still want to follow him back to the palace." Donghua turned around and left after speaking, Hualou felt a thump in his heart, and instantly lifted the quilt, sat up.

Things in the palace are really chaotic now, and the end of her going back is to be locked up, for sure, don't even think about it.

So, now that she is leaving with Donghua, she is really going to the temple, not to ask for some peace talisman, and she has too many questions that cannot be answered, so she wants to see a master.

Watching Donghua leave, Hualou hurriedly followed him.

Facing Donghua in her dull mood, she could finally relax a little bit, so she didn't have to work so hard all the time.

At least, you can wake up with peace of mind after sleeping in Prince An's Mansion.

"Wait for me." Hualou followed Donghua out of the window as he said that. On Dongchen's mansion, because he had just returned to the imperial capital not long ago, the guards in the mansion were not so strict.

After opening the window and going up, Hualou remembered that she lived in the attic, and the jump was still very high.

She squatted on the window, and Donghua stood below and looked at her, his eyes clearly said: "You dance!"

Hualou frowned, jumping from here, if she fell to her death, wouldn't she be at a loss.

"My lord, please pick me up." Hualou squatted on it and said.

Donghua frowned, and then replied, "Come down by yourself."

Turning around after speaking, Hualou saw that he was about to leave, so he jumped out in a hurry. Fortunately, he jumped onto Donghua's back accurately, and immediately put his arms around Donghua's neck, holding him tightly.

Donghua staggered and almost fell.

"Qianji!" After a long time, he was still in shock and shouted viciously.

Hualou climbed on his back and didn't come down, but said nonuo: "My lord, keep your voice down, I'm here."

Donghua almost spat out a mouthful of old blood: "Yes, you are here, the king is dead."

"Oh." After Hualou replied, she stopped talking. Fortunately, Donghua didn't throw her down directly. If she was still on the ground, it would be cold, and it must still hurt.

This kind of Qianji seems to be more and more like Shen Hualou. When Shen Hualou plays a rascal, he is also first-class. A big man can't care too much about a little girl, so every time, even though he is noisy But if they meet each other in a restaurant, Shen Hualou will take Dong Chen and the others to have a big meal, and then take away what they can't finish. When they finally go downstairs, they tell the shopkeeper that the prince next door will give them a meal. Money.

He is what everyone calls a scumbag, although he doesn't want to let Shen Hualou get away with it every time, but every time he lets her go.

After Donghua walked past with her on his back, there was a carriage parked at the intersection. Standing in front of the carriage, Donghua said coldly, "I'm not coming down yet."

She frowned slightly, and then slowly got off Donghua's back. He Zhou in the carriage looked at the two in front of him, and said softly, "Master, girl, it's cold outside, hurry up."

Hualou looked at He Zhou and said softly, "Uncle He, you have worked hard."

"Go up, girl, it will be dawn in a while." After talking about the painting building, he got into the car, Donghua nodded at Hezhou, and stepped up. Hezhou drove the carriage through the imperial capital. Streets and alleys, and then stopped not far from Prince An, the three of them got off the carriage and walked back. After walking for a long distance, Hualou looked back and saw that the carriage had disappeared.

She collected her expression and said, "Are you still afraid that he will investigate?"

"I don't want to be disturbed by others. After you go back, you can go back to your west chamber." Donghua said in a deep voice.

"Well." The sky was not bright, and it was impossible to tell whether it was sunny or cloudy after dawn, but the cold wind hit, and the painting building was not covered with fur, and it was still shivering from the cold.

Donghua couldn't help laughing when he saw her frowning slightly and her little faces twisted together.

Hualou saw Donghua's smirk, and said with some displeasure: "What are you laughing at?"

"Is the king smiling?"

"No." Hualou replied.

Hualou stared at the back of him as he went forward, vaguely seeing shadows staggering in the snow, supporting each other, the man asked the woman beside him: "Is it cold?"

The woman said: "It's not cold, I have you with me, so it's not cold."

The man gently scratched the tip of her nose, and said with a smile: "Idiot, you are the one who suffers with me, I'm sorry."

"There is no need to say sorry between us, I am with you, I am also happy, don't I?"

That woman is so stupid, Hualou looked at it in a daze, and even forgot to walk forward.

And the man said: "Don't worry, we will be fine. When we succeed, I will definitely not let you down. Let's go, it will be too late."

There was a mocking smile on the corner of Hualou's lips, his eyes were a little sour, and he whispered softly: "Would you live up to what you promised?"

For a moment, Hualou felt like a fool, it was so difficult, so difficult, she was able to walk down with him, but in the end, the pampered person could easily replace her, the one who said no Those who let them down, say so easily and throw them into a mass grave!
She claims to be smart and understands people's hearts, but she doesn't even understand the hearts of the people next to her bed, so how dare she say that she understands people's hearts.

Her biggest failure is probably to pretend to be smart and affectionate, and then to ask for trouble!Reap the consequences!
Everything is their own retribution.

Donghua walked a long way, and suddenly felt that there were no footsteps around him. Looking back, he realized that she hadn't followed at all, and stood there as if staring at something in a daze.

Donghua followed her gaze and saw nothing.

In a vast expanse of whiteness, there are no other people except them.

He didn't call her, but walked back slowly.

Hualou's eyes at this moment are very complicated, which makes Donghua confused for a moment, what kind of secret does she have?I had never seen her show such an expression when I was in the palace before.

After all, Qianji didn't stay in the palace for a day or two, but for several years. He probably knew her preferences. Later, Shen Hualou's preferences became her favorites, but she still showed her instincts. nature.

He always felt that she would not be able to do what he told him to do.

But now, she is more and more like Shen Hualou, more and more like Shen Hualou, but she is also disobedient like Shen Hualou.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking of a fool." Hua Lou murmured.

Donghua frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Do you have a sweetheart?"

Hearing this, Hualou suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Donghua and asked, "What are you doing?"

Donghua pursed his thin lips, his eyes were a little cold: "Who is he?"

"What is he? I said I wanted a fool, but I didn't say that fool was a man." Hualou said and walked forward, but the snow was a little deep, and her feet were a little frozen.

When she lifted her foot, she almost fell down with a somersault, but fortunately Donghua grabbed her and brought her back with quick eyesight and quick hands.

Still in shock, he raised his eyes to look at Donghua, only to see Donghua's eyes were strange and bottomless.

Hualou's mind was slightly cold, and he straightened up slowly. The atmosphere between the two was a bit complicated. Donghua let her go, stopped talking, and slowly squatted down in front of her.

Hualou is not hypocritical, she is indeed very cold, her feet are also frozen, if someone carries her on her back, she will naturally not say, dare not, no need for anything.

He climbed directly on Donghua's back.

Thinking back, he never carried her back in all the years he had spent with Donghe.

"The idiot I think of is Shen Hualou, Donghua, why don't you like a smarter woman, but Shen Hualou?" This was the first time Qianji called Donghua by his name directly.

Donghua didn't blame her after hearing this, but replied coldly: "This king doesn't like her, so does he like you?"

Hualou smiled lightly: "As I like you personally, I feel very sad to hear you say that. Secondly, I think it's not bad to like me."

In the mansion before, Donghua knew Qianji's thoughts, but he couldn't give them. The more she cared, the less he knew how to get along with her. If it was a chess piece, it should be said that no one would care about a chess piece. Yes, at least it is the concern of relatives.

But after leaving the palace, Qian Ji will refute him, as long as something goes wrong, she will refute, and now she said it with a smile, it's good that you like me, he couldn't help laughing.

"Oh? Tell me, what is a good place?"

The upward arc of Hua Lou's mouth is getting bigger and bigger: "This kind of thing can only be felt, not expressed in words. If you like me, you will naturally know that I am good."

"Nonsense." Donghua said loudly, seemingly blaming, but he couldn't hear the sternness in the words. Hezhou, who was walking not far away, also laughed when he heard these remarks.

(End of this chapter)