Reborn to be Incomparable

"Prince Xiaoyao?" When Jiang Ying heard that he was involved in Jiang Luoyu, the son of Xiaoyao king, he frowned slightly, and his anger dropped a little bit. His words were more thoughtful. "How could this matter have anything to do with him? Isn't Qinghong's sister from Zhenwei garden? How could you be sent to that new cousin, but what did you do? "

The old mammy didn't expect that she said the murderer. The eldest young master in front of her didn't show anger. Instead, she thought deeply. For a moment, she couldn't help but feel a little panic. She quickly interrupted in a low voice: "back to the eldest young master, it's the lady who insists on sending the light red to the prince Xiaoyao to be the insider of Zhenwei garden."

"Be a spy?" Hearing the key words, Jiang Ying immediately narrowed her eyes, and her voice became colder, "what should I do?"

The old mammy didn't know what she was saying, but when she looked up at Jiang Ying's expression at this time, she saw the cold look on Jiang Ying's face. Her heart sank. She was afraid that Jiang Ying's words had caused Jiang Ying's dissatisfaction. She was afraid that he would not avenge her niece, and then explained quickly.

"You know, you know, if you want to be transferred from a foreign office to Beijing, you have to do something about it..."

With these words, the old mammy looked up again and looked at Jiang Ying's expression. Unexpectedly, she found that Jiang Ying's expression seemed to be softer. She knew that her words were correct, and she continued to strike while the iron was hot.

"The dowry in my wife's hand was not enough, so she decided to let Qinghong become a servant girl there and steal the account books from the yard. Qinghong is the most clever and beautiful one in Zhenwei garden, and she is still loyal to his wife. That's why..."

"Needless to say, I'm almost clear about it."

This time, without waiting for the old Mammy to finish speaking, Jiang Ying lowered her eyes thoughtfully, and her eyes seemed to flash a cunning light. She walked slowly towards the flower drop gate not far away, and said in a low voice.

"My mother used to send the light red sect to safety. It was said that the son of Xiaoyao king could not take his servant girl away even with filial piety. If he could get the account book of the royal family's property and use a strategy to lead a man in to make the son of Xiaoyao King fall in love with a man, the rest of the descendants of Xiaoyao king, who are both common sons and have not yet reached the crown, will be able to temporarily hand over the property to the prince It is kept by the government. "

Speaking of this, his smile on his face was a bit deeper, and his white side face showed a kind of expression of contentment in the sun. His fingers gently touched the trunk of a lush pear tree planted by the hanging flower door, and then he continued.

"When it is handed over to us for safekeeping, where the money will eventually go will not be the matter of the carefree palace."

, as like as two peas in the first place, he was almost as if he were staying with Zhen's family at first, and the faces were more astonished. He thought that when his old master was away from the government, he was almost as smart as a man. But he was somewhat frivolous. It's on the rise.

as like as two peas and Mrs. Dame thought, but since the event of the lady, madam has been in a constant state of affairs. The huge residence has been occupied by Mu's family, not to mention that the "free and easy king" son has been sold.

At present, as long as she thinks that she can clean up the young master in front of her, and deal with the Xiaoyao Wang Shizi, who has escaped Zhen's plot again and again, and the murderer who killed her niece, she feels that her whole body is full of the pleasure of revenge, and her crying voice is a little bigger than just now.

"Young master, we are light red The innocent girl was killed by the carefree King's son when she was working for her wife. The eldest young master is Qinghong's sweetheart, but she must avenge Qinghong! "

Jiang Ying looked at the old mammy in front of her so sad. For a moment, she couldn't bear it. She also remembered that she had seen her in the daytime. No matter in her eyes or in her lips, she had a kind of absent-minded young man. Her expression on her face became colder and colder, and her eyes also had some deep meaning: "don't worry, Mammy, I have my own measurement, and you can come with your ears."

The old mother listened to his words and knew that he had agreed to her words. She immediately got up and walked quickly to him. Her eyes were shining with the light of a trick. She nodded: "yes, yes..."

"Isn't he a Gemini?" When she had finished her instructions, she watched her running to the yard outside. Jiang Ying had a warm look on her face, but she had a strange smile and murmured, "fortunately, it's just a Gemini."

The second day I saw Jiang Ying, at noon, Jiang Luoyu was looking down at a Book of poems in Bibo garden, Xiyuan.

When he saw the notes written with a vermilion brush on the yellowing page, his fingers seemed to move towards the small red characters out of control. When his fingertips completely touched the words, he suddenly seemed to be scalded by something and pulled back his hand faster than he had just moved.This seems to have been written a few days ago. The ink is not dry. It was written by the man who was sitting on the bed of arhat not far away with a brush dipped in cinnabar. He looked calm and calm, and wrote it carefully.

The man Who is that man?

When Jiang Luoyu thought of this place, she felt a white shadow passing by her eyes, and her fingers loosened unconsciously. The whole book slid down his white fingertips and gently patted on the stone slab under his feet.

"My son, there is a man who looks like a little boy in the garden just now. He says..." Just as he lowered his head and looked at the book of poetry under his feet, and his white fingers curled up slightly, there was a slight knock on the door outside the study door, followed by the sound of month by month and the sound of opening the door slightly.

As soon as she entered the door, the servant girl saw her son as if she had just regained her consciousness. She also looked at the book of poetry which was familiar with her eyes. She knew that her son must have thought of the white Gemini again. She sighed helplessly. After picking up the book of poetry, she lowered her voice and called, "son of the world?"

"Nothing." Hearing her voice, Jiang Luoyu seemed to suddenly regain her consciousness. Her face suddenly changed, and her look recovered to the light of the past. Looking at putting the book of poetry back on the table every month, she opened her mouth and asked, "what did a man like a boy say?

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hearing his words every month, he didn't dare to neglect him. He quickly lowered his body and said, "huishizi, that boy is from the Xiuzhu garden of the eldest young master. Please go and drink when you have lunch."

"Jiang Ying asked me to drink in Xiuzhu garden alone?" Jiang Luoyu didn't expect that it was actually the case. She opened her eyes strangely. Her white fingers gently knocked on the armrest, and her smile on her lips was also a little bit more thoughtful. "Have you heard me wrong? Is that what he really said?"

She nodded her head every month, and said seriously: "I'm going back to my son of heaven. I didn't hear you wrong. I really do..."

"That's strange." When Jiang Luoyu heard the girl's affirmation in front of her, she gave a slight pause. Her eyes turned to the lush trees not far away from the window, and she lowered her voice and said, "he didn't go into the government a few days ago, but he was so disrespectful to Mu when he first came in. At this time, Zhen was ill in bed. He should not be busy trying to seize the power of the government and find some silver for his future official career..."

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Luoyu suddenly fell into a strange silence. She leaned over her body curiously every month and lowered her voice and asked, "I'm sorry The son of a son? "

Jiang Luoyu closed her eyes. The strangeness in her words had disappeared at this time, as if she had suddenly figured out some joints. With a faint smile on her lips, she said to the questioner month by month, "it's all right. You go back to the eldest young master and say that I'll be there in the evening."

When he reported to him monthly, he thought that his son would not go. He suddenly heard Jiang Luoyu's words and suddenly changed his face. He even said in a voice, "son of a man, do you really want to go, but..."

"It's OK. Jiang Ying should not have martial arts skills. There are people from Hanjiang Pavilion in the mansion. Even if you are not around me, if there is something wrong with the situation, I will certainly be able to reflect on it. You don't have to worry about it." Jiang Luoyu stood up and gently stroked her dark blue sleeve. Her smile faded.

"What's more, he sent a boy to invite me. If I didn't go, wouldn't it tell him from the beginning that Zhen and I were already on the wrong side of the wheat, afraid that he would hurt me if he asked me to go?"

Listening to him say so month by month, I knew that my son of the family was bound to go. I couldn't think of any other reason to stop him from going. So he bowed down and said, "yes, son of God."

Half an hour later, Jiang Luoyu was dressed in blue, with only a green hairpin on her head. She walked slowly to Xiuzhu garden with sleeping star behind her. Just as she was about to carry her step into the door, the boy who had been guarding the gate of Chuihua suddenly came to Jiang Luoyu and made a bow to Jiang Luoyu with a smile and a soft voice.

"Your Highness, our young master is waiting for you alone in the pavilion at this time. Please come in and turn to the corridor. You will see it soon."

When Jiang Luoyu heard this, her smile on her lips was sharp. She knew that Jiang Ying was telling herself that she wanted to go to the appointment alone. She was more alert in her heart. However, she turned to her side and said, "that's it, sleeping star."

Mian Xing also recognized the meaning of the boy's words. For a moment, she could not help but look worried. After taking a step forward, she lowered her voice and said, "in, son of the world, you..."