Reborn Dijiao

Chapter 307
In Prince Shu's mansion, a snow-white carrier pigeon landed on the strong arm of the man in black. The man in black took the letter paper rolled into a column from the calf of the pigeon and walked into the study.

Shen Yi sat cross-legged in front of the desk, flipping through the calligraphy and paintings left by Shen Zhuo before, some of which were written by him himself.

These things should have been burned, but fortunately, the dead soldiers left behind by Shen Zhuo stole them.

The dead man walked in, seeing Shen Yi secretly saddened, he couldn't help but sighed softly.

"This is a letter from Miss Ye Er of the General's Mansion, please read it, Your Highness." He put the letter by Shen Yi's hand.

As if thinking of something, he suddenly said: "It's better to be careful, the Ye family is extremely cunning except Ye Cheng."

Shen Yi didn't care about what he said at all, he just perfunctory a few times, and opened the letter impatiently.

Looking at the letter, light appeared in the gloomy eyes.

After reading it, he slapped the letter on the desk.

"Go, enter the palace."

Shen Yi hurriedly came to Wang Zhaoyi's bedroom, Wang Zhaoyi was a little surprised to see him.

Ever since Shen Zhuo's incident, his son has been depressed, and he seldom visits the palace to see his mother.

Surprised and delighted, she put down the small Qingluo fan in her hand and went up to meet it.

"How did you come?"

Shen Yi held his mother's hand, his eyes shined brightly: "Mother Concubine, the child has figured it out."

Wang Zhaoyi said: "Really? That's good, that's good."

She looked at Shen Yi with both eyes, her cheeks were thin, her eyelids were bruised, her face was very pale, and she looked rather weak.Wang Zhaoyi murmured: "Why are you still thin?"

Shen Yi knelt down suddenly, Wang Zhaoyi was startled, and wanted to help him up. "What are you doing? Hurry up!"

Shen Yi bowed his head and said: "My son has something to ask, if the concubine mother does not agree, my son will not get up."

Wang Zhaoyi loves her son like her life, so she agreed without even thinking about it: "Mother and concubine just promise you, if you have something to say, speak up."

Only then did Shen Yi stand up and said, "My son wants to marry a wife."

Wang Zhaoyi was dumbfounded.

It's not that she didn't know how close her son was to that foxy son of Song Zhaoyi, and how close their relationship was.

It caused her to doubt whether her son was a broken sleeve, until something happened to Shen Zhuo, he locked himself in the mansion all day long, seeing no one, refusing to eat, but he made a fool of himself, and this idea was confirmed.

Thinking that her son is a broken sleeve, and she has been doing nothing for a dead person all day long, willing to degenerate, she is also very uncomfortable, no better than Song Zhaoyi who lost her son.

Now Shen Yi actually said that he wanted to marry a wife.

It means that she is not a broken sleeve!

"Who do you want to marry?" Wang Zhaoyi asked almost ecstatically.

Shen Yi hooked the corner of his mouth, and rolled out a sweet smile: "My child wants to marry a girl from the General's Mansion."

With a smile on her lips, Wang Zhaoyi frowned slightly, as if she was a little embarrassed. She didn't ask too much about the girl Shen Yi wanted to marry, but asked why directly.

Shen Yi lowered his head, concealed the emotions in his eyes, and spoke out the words that had already been memorized in his mind: "The child has admired that girl for a long time, but because of face, he dare not talk to the concubine mother. , and now I finally figured it out."

"Understood." Wang Zhaoyi nodded slightly, not doubting this fabricated rhetoric.

Shen Yi was a little surprised by the short three words, he frowned calmly, and asked tentatively: "Mother and concubine will help the child, right?"

Wang Zhaoyi nodded, the smile she saw when she first saw her son disappeared from her eyes, and her face was a little serious.

Shen Yi was surprised, before he came, he had been worried about what to do if Wang Zhaoyi refused, but he never thought that she would agree so happily.

Now that he was no longer worried, he relaxed and asked curiously, "Don't concubine mother want to know which girl it is?"

Hearing that Wang Zhaoyi actually laughed, but it was a bit far-fetched: "Since that child Shen Zhuo died, you have been unhappy every day, and you have never been as happy as you are now."

These days, she has thought about it, and she has already thought everything through.

She pointedly said: "To the concubine mother, it doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, it's even less important who it is, let alone a girl."

Inside and outside the words, they blame him for being too close to Shen Zhuo before invisibly blaming him.

"No matter who you want to marry, even that idiot, as long as you are happy, the mother and concubine will help you."

In the Luoqing courtyard.

In the middle of the night, a candle lamp was burning in the house, and a warm earth dragon was burning in the room. Ye Qingwan was wearing a thin light shirt, and sat quietly in front of the half-open window. In front of him was an orderly chessboard, but the opposite But there was no one there.

The black and white pieces on the chessboard are distinct, Ye Qingwan's face is expressionless, her expression is indifferent, and she can't tell the difference between joy and sorrow.

She was hesitant, as if hesitating where this black move would land in order to survive the desperate situation.

After a little deliberation, the black chess piece was settled, and looking at the situation, the black chess piece turned the corner.

Ye Qingwan's complexion became more serious.

The door was pushed open suddenly, Ye Qingwan looked up, and saw Zhiyi running over in a hurry.

"Girl, Cui Yao has sent a message."

Ye Qingwan hummed casually, then turned her head and continued to study how to use white pieces to defeat sunspots again.

Seeing that the master's clothes were thin, and the window was still open, and that the girls were in poor health, they were afraid that she would catch a cold and have a fever, so they decided to put aside the report for the time being, and put a rabbit wool cloak on their shoulders for her before saying: "That day leaves Ningxue really went to find Ning Xiuya, and heard from Cui Yao that they will make a big move in the near future, which will not be good for you, girl."

What was expected did not cause Ye Qingwan to have much emotional ups and downs, and there was not much warmth in her eyes, as indifferent as ever.

She still played her own chess, and responded in a neutral tone: "Yes, I see."

Zhiyi sighed, "But I don't know exactly what to do. Cuiyao said that she was kicked out."

Ye Qingwan raised her chin slightly, and said softly: "It's nothing, I guess it was Ye Ningfeng who had doubts about her and let her go out."

Ye Qingwan got it all right, she opened her mouth in surprise.

After thinking for a while, Ye Qingwan put down her white paper, gathered the cloak on her shoulders, and went out the door.

"Wait for me to meet that dead face."

Zhiyi was stunned, and looked at the chess game again, the white piece actually blocked all the retreats of the black piece with only one move.

Not long after walking out of Luoqing Courtyard, Ye Qingwan met Ye Ningfeng who was about to go out.

Ye Qingwan narrowed her eyes, looked at the sky, and stopped him: "It's so late, where is Second Brother going?"

Ye Ningfeng paused slightly, turned around, saw that it was Ye Qingwan, the corner of her mouth curled up a little contemptuously.He said: "Who am I? It turns out to be the third daughter."

Ye Qingwan nodded and said: "Why do you call me like that, it really frustrates me."

Ye Ningfeng sneered and said, "How come? Who doesn't know who doesn't know the reputation of your third daughter."

Ye Qingwan smiled but didn't smile, she said in her heart that she was such a yin and yang guy.

(End of this chapter)