Cold king's poisonous spoiled concubine

"People in Jiangnan have begun to revolt and many people have died. Fortunately, the county officials there made an early start, otherwise..." before he finished, Shen Guogong sighed.

"Brother Shen, what do you mean?" Donglin Wang heard some signs and couldn't help frowning.

"My meaning is obvious, isn't it?" Shen Guogong's eyes were firm.

Shen Zhuohua looked at several people across the street and said, "Mo'er, let's go."

"OK." looking at the stunned East King, Chen Mo'er nodded slightly and turned to leave here.

Outside the study.

"Huohua, did you call your uncle?" Chen Mo'er asked in a positive tone.

Walking slowly, Shen Zhuohua couldn't help looking back at her face suspiciously.

"How do you know?" Shen Zhuohua's tone was indifferent.

"Is it true? Are you planning something again?" Chen Mo'er was stunned when he looked at Shen Zhuohua in front of him.

"Uncle marching and fighting is not easy to compare with his father. It's just right." Shen Zhuohua said faintly.

It was not until late at night that Wang Lin in the East left here with Chen Mo'er, but he was calm in his heart.

"Miss, I don't want to do it when I see Wang in the East." Yueying also knows what he means.

"Naturally, he won't want to. Once he fails, he knows what will happen." Shen Zhuohua looked at his back and walked away, making a faint voice to explain.

"But if you succeed, there is a bright future." the moon frowned, "but will you promise?"

"Will you promise? Since the ship is on board, it can't get off. No matter what, no one can leave anyone together." Shen Zhuohua narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly.

Then he took his steps and went to Hong Nanxi's room with the shadow of the moon. He looked at Hong Nanxi drinking tea there, "uncle."

"I've prepared a cup of tea for you. It should be warm. Try it and see if it's good to drink." Hong Nanxi put the cup in his hand in front of her with a loving face.

"Thank you, uncle." Shen Zhuohua sat there, looked at Hong Nanxi opposite, picked up a teacup and drank.

"You still have something to say. Just say it directly." Hong Nanxi looked at Shen Zhuohua in front of him and smiled faintly.

"I have something I want to ask you for help." Shen Zhuohua said it, and Hong Nanxi was stunned.

"How did you find out? How did you know?" Hong Nanxi asked curiously.

"Uncle, you'll know later. People in Kyoto don't know you're back. If you go, it's most suitable. I'll say it peacefully." Shen Zhuohua's eyes sank and looked at her faintly.

"Well, your father knows this?" Hong Nanxi was stunned.

"I don't know, so please keep it a secret." Shen Zhuohua shook his head and looked at her solemnly.

"Good uncle knows." Hong Nanxi looked at Shen Zhuohua and couldn't help losing his mind when he saw her face. "You are really like your mother, but your temper is not like your mother at all."

"My father often said that too." Shen Zhuohua took a sip of the tea cup in his hand.

"If your mother had your temperament, how could she be bullied like this by Aunt Yao." Hong Nanxi sighed and said with some regret.

"Yao is dead, and his mother's revenge is naturally avenged." Shen Zhuohua was very angry when he talked about these things.

"Huo Hua, I have wronged you over the years. My uncle didn't want to take you away secretly, but your father didn't have your mother at that time, and I couldn't take you away. Lin'er had been sent to Jiangnan at that time, and you were the only family member."

Hong Nanxi sighed. His eyes were guilty, and his hand holding the tea cup was also tight. "I also asked mammy Li. You will use Yao all these years, and you are unhappy."

"Uncle Shen Zhuohua was already dead, so we can have today's Shen Zhuohua. Now he is very good and happy." Shen Zhuohua looked at Hong Nanxi and comforted him in a low voice.

"If you feel good, I think Fu Pingyan is a good man. Give you to him, and your father and I can rest assured." when Fu Pingyan said, Hong Nanxi also looked satisfied.

Shen Zhuohua's heart warmed when he heard the sound. "Uncle, take a rest earlier and see you again tomorrow." then he turned and left here.

Looking at the girl walking away, Hong Nanxi went to bed to rest.

"You go back." Shen Zhuohua walked to the door, looked at the shadow of the moon on one side, and said coldly.

"Yes." Yueying naturally knew what she meant, so she turned and left here.

Walking into the room, Shen Zhuohua looked at the man in front of him, "how long have you been here?" seeing the books in his hand, he had turned them for a long time.

"Two hours, how did you come back so late? Did you meet something?" Fu Pingyan put down his books and worried in his eyes.

"No, it's my uncle. I just went to see him. I also want to discuss something with you." Shen Zhuohua told me one by one, "I think my uncle is the best candidate."

"Well, it's up to you. You've determined the specific location. I'll have a look in person tomorrow night and then determine the number of people." Fu Pingyan explained coldly.

"OK, but you should be careful." Shen Zhuohua still looked at her uneasily.

"I will." Fu Pingyan held her hand.

The next day.

Shen Zhuohua took Hong Yueming to the suburbs to see the tigers, with a pile of dried meat in his hand.

"Cousin, how can you prepare these dried meat? You can't even eat it." Hong Yueming looked at Shen Zhuohua in front of him and looked at him in some confusion.

"I'll know later." Shen Zhuohua took her to the back mountain. Then he heard the sound of frolicking, stepped down, frowned and looked at the direction, "who's here?"

"Maidservant, go and have a look." when the moon heard the sound, it was ready to have a look, and saw a group of Yingyan coming.

"Who are these people?" Hong Yueming was stunned and asked her in a low voice.

"The daughter of Kyoto," Shen Zhuohua said faintly in a cold tone.

"Is he?" Hong Yueming not only frowned at the woman in front of him.

"Know?" Shen Zhuohua looked at Hong Yueming on one side and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"A young lady in the border area, like a branch of a noble in Kyoto, called Huang Yinger, doesn't agree with me." Hong Yueming said coldly.

"People from the Huang family." Shen Zhuohua heard the sound, as if he had heard of it, but the image was not very profound.

"Miss, Liu Jie's aunt is the mistress of the Huang family." Yueying whispered.

"Huh?"