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Chapter 290 Fate
She just temporarily decided to come to Zhen Guohou's Mansion.

However, if she goes into the mansion, the mansion will be in a hurry, so she only told Chaner to come and leave this thing at the concierge, so as not to attract people's eyes.

Cicada responded, took the slingshot, and got out of the carriage.

I don't know when it started to rain outside again, pattering, already wet the long street.

Zhaoning raised the curtain of the car and looked out of the car window, and saw Cicada holding an umbrella and pulling her skirt up the stone steps, said a few words to the concierge, then handed things over to them, turned and walked back.

This is done, even though it is only a small matter, she can be regarded as entrusted by others, and it is a matter of loyalty, Zhaoning thought so, and was about to put down the curtain of the car.

Suddenly, a blue figure came into view.

The man ran fast in the rain without an umbrella. He was tall, but his back was arched, he didn't know what was protecting his chest, and the back and shoulders of his clothes were drenched.

In a short time, the man had already climbed the stone steps in front of the Zhen Guohou's mansion in twos and threes. When he met the cicada who was just going down the stone steps, he slowed down and stepped aside, lowered his eyebrows, Without squinting, he waited until the cicada got off before he stepped up.

The concierge was obviously familiar with him, he smiled and shouted, and came up to meet him.While the two were talking, the concierge handed him a handkerchief.

Chan'er held an umbrella and stopped to look back for a moment, then suddenly quickened her pace and ran over.

Zhao Ning didn't notice that, just looked at it casually, the man was wearing a blue official uniform, he should be a sixth-rank official, at this time, he could barely see his face clearly through the rain and fog, but he had clear and handsome features, with sharp edges and corners separate.Talking to the concierge, he took the veil, but he was not in a hurry to wipe his slightly damp temples. Instead, he lowered his head to wipe the things in his arms. From the look, they should be official documents or something.

The concierge didn't know what to say to him, so he stood by the door and waited, but his back was straight and straight, his face was even more serious, he waited there quietly, like a silent mountain.

At this time, Chan'er had already put away her umbrella and got on the carriage, her face was a little excited for some reason, and seeing Zhaoning was opening the curtain of the car to look out, and what she saw happened to be the gate of Zhen Guohou's mansion, her face couldn't help but twitched. Deep smile.

Zhaoning was watching it interestingly, thinking of the weather, the man was soaked to the skin, but stood there motionless, looking at it, wasn't it cold?
Therefore, when she heard the movement, she didn't look back, but asked, "Is everything done?" In fact, she saw it all, but she just asked casually.

Behind him, Chan'er gave a "hmm", "Master Hou and Master Xie have not yet returned to the mansion, the servant girl told the concierge that when Lord Xie returns to the mansion, he will return the things with his own hands."

Zhaoning nodded silently, his gaze still fixed on the outside.

Chan'er leaned forward and said in a low voice, "Princess, what a coincidence, guess what is that person's last name?"

There is something in Chan'er's words, it's too obvious, coupled with this ulterior tone... Zhaoning's heart can't help but move.

This man was wearing the official uniform of a sixth-rank civil servant, and the concierge was familiar with him, so he must have come to Zhen Guohou's residence often.My cousin worked in Dali Temple, and my uncle took up the post of servant in the Ministry of Rites after retiring from the military, so he was either from Dali Temple or the Ministry of Rites.He came to deliver documents, but because his uncle and cousin were not there, he waited outside the gate of the house.Although he was waiting, he was neither arrogant nor impetuous. He looked at the rain curtain peacefully, and he would rather get wet than protect the documents. He is a responsible and careful person.

And the one who can make Chan'er speak in such a tone is naturally.
Zhao Ning had already guessed in his mind, and as expected, the next moment, Chan'er smiled and said, "I am listening to the concierge call him, Mr. Sun."

Dali Temple does not have the official post of principal.That can only be the head of the Ministry of Rites, and the surname happens to be Sun.

Zhaoning's heart skipped a beat, and he glanced at the figure standing like a stick of bamboo in the rain curtain, his thoughts drifted away.

Chan'er was waiting nearby just now, and she naturally heard what Ye Xinyi and Zhaoning said, but she never thought that she would meet this person by such a coincidence at this moment, Chan'er thought about going to worship the Buddha today, Could it be that the Buddha blessed him, and this brought people to his eyes?Isn't this fate?
Moreover, at first glance, this person looks really good.It's okay to have a lower official position. If you become a son-in-law, it is not impossible to go further, but it can only be a false position without real power.But the appearance is good, and the population of the family is simple.It's just that Chan'er wanted to go back to her heart, these things should not be something that a servant can talk about anyway, even Mrs. Shen only raised her mouth, and let the princess think for herself, and Chan'er naturally wouldn't talk too much.So after that sentence, she fell silent.

Zhao Ning looked away, lowered the car curtain, and said "Let's go" with a flat face, but nothing could be seen.

In Zhen Guohou's mansion, Xie Ming didn't come back until nightfall.As soon as he arrived at the gate of the mansion, the concierge brought the things that Chan'er had sent just now.

Xie Ming asked a few words, then he knew that it was sent by the maid who served Princess Zhaoning personally, so he didn't say anything more.

However, on the way back to the study, he rubbed the slingshot and remained silent for a while.If it wasn't for this slingshot, he wouldn't have been careless that day and fell into the game set up by others.

It would be too scary to think that the person who used this slingshot to lure him into the game was too scheming, and he could see so clearly what he didn't even know.

Who it was, he didn't have no guesses in his heart.

But right now, he can only stand still for the time being.What's more, compared to the person who set up the trap, Xie Ming was more angry with himself.Why can a slingshot be so distracting?Looking down at the slingshot in his hand, Xie Ming felt a little impetuous again. He dropped the slingshot and strode to the table.The paper on the case was laid out, he cleaned his hands, rubbed the ink, and wrote quietly for a while, only then did he feel that the irritability in his heart was slightly relieved.

When he inadvertently glanced at the slingshot dropped by him, his eyes narrowed again. In the chaotic situation that day, he even left the slingshot behind. Do not put this thing away.Who would have put it away?

Xie Ming suddenly thought of someone, and he opened the drawer under the desk on the right hand side, and took out an iron general from it.The lock is made of fine steel, and the workmanship is also fine, which is the craftsmanship of the internal officials.It was that day, the lock on the Linxi Water Pavilion.After the lock was split open by Mrs. Shen Yue, he threw it directly into the stream under the water pavilion. That day, after he jumped down the stream, he was frozen by the stream, and his mind became much clearer. The lock was touched.

In the past few days, he has checked the lock carefully for countless times. On that day, his reason was destroyed by the medicine, and his mind was a little confused, but even so, he still vaguely remembered her breaking the lock with his keen senses. And the movement of throwing locks.

(End of this chapter)