In addition to beauty, she also has a mold

Chapter 93 This Little Marquis Zhao is very scheming
Under the moonlight, a dark shadow shuttled between the palaces, silently settled in the East Palace, and walked quickly to the study.

"Check it out?"

"Returning to Your Highness, my subordinates have found out that Huang Tianrun has an older brother named Huang Tianyou. He left the capital for some reason and never came back. The villagers of Xiaolin Village said that Huang Tianyou died unexpectedly ten years ago. Disappointed, the wife followed, leaving behind a ten-year-old child, who was called Jiuwazi by the villagers, but the child disappeared later, and they did not know whether the child was alive or dead."

"Age, name, it is right."

"The subordinate thought that he didn't need to lie. Although he was at odds with his own brother, after so many years, his brother left in a fit of anger and died young. according to."

"Indeed, I have heard from my father that Huang Tianrun's father had a great business and was a well-known benevolent person in Beijing. At that time, the Lu family was just getting involved in business. When they were made things difficult by the chamber of commerce, it was thanks to Huang's father who came forward to settle the matter. , business is also taken care of, the Lu family was able to gain a foothold in the business world."

"Your Highness wants to say that if the father is kind, the son must be good."

Li Yingyu smiled, "That's right, seeing Huang Tianrun's anxious appearance today, he is really worried about Huang Jiu's safety. From this point of view, they are really uncles and nephews, but..."

"Just what?"

"The appearance of the two uncles and nephews is really very different."

"Huang Tianyou's wife is a rural woman from Xiaolin Village. The village woman can see where to go. The child must grow up with the mother. It is ugly and thin."

Ahhh.

Xiao Yu rubbed his nose, the day was getting colder and colder, it was time to add some clothes.

Walking outside the palace gate, Zhao Wuling's carriage was waiting not far away, Han Yi was also there, but holding two reins in his hands, she couldn't help being surprised, it was actually the two Wusun horses that were sent back.

Han Yi led the horse and came over, bowed and said: "My lord, the horse is ready."

Zhao Wuling nodded, and then looked at Huang Tianrun and Huang Jiu: "It is not allowed to ride horses outside the palace on weekdays, for fear of hurting the people, but at this time there are few people on the street in the middle of the night, so you two can ride your horses back to the Danshui Pavilion, and enjoy the sights by the way." Enjoy the scenery along the way, and if you are lucky, you can also see the fireworks by the night lake.”

Who wants to watch the fireworks, Huang Tianrun sneered, but he agreed with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, little lord, you've got your heart."

"You are Welcome."

Xiao Yu thanked him, stepped forward to take the rein from Han Yi's hand, and was in a daze for a moment. When she arrived in Jiangning that day, she invited him to drink tea at a tea shop. Afterwards, he jumped on the horse, bid farewell in a hurry, and then drove away .

And the last sentence he said back - 'The son did not hurt their mother and son'.

What exactly does that mean?
Hu Lao is dead, Zhao Wuling sent someone to supervise his brother's orphan and widow, what's the point?
What exactly does Zhao Wuling want to do?
She couldn't figure it out, so she got sulking and pulled away the rein hard. Han Yi staggered a bit, his expression was not good, and he almost touched her.

She didn't realize it, turned on the horse's back, clamped the horse's belly, forgot to say goodbye to Zhao Wuling, and rode away unsteadily. Wusunma remembered her breath, didn't lose his temper, and let her obediently At the mercy of.

Unable to hear the call of the third uncle behind her, and there was no one in sight, she galloped her horse and let the hunting wind whistle past her ears. She looked at Qionglou Yuyu in the distance, and colorful fireworks bloomed suddenly, It lit up the riverside of the entire capital.

A few days ago, she lied to Zhao Wuling, she didn't go out, and she didn't see Laoshizi fireworks.

Three years ago, she watched an incomparably brilliant fireworks with her family. Since then, she has never seen the grand fireworks in the capital.

Huang Tianrun waited for an hour before seeing her slowly coming back from outside, reeking of alcohol.

"Zuzu, what's wrong with you? Why are you drinking?"

She shook her arm and said with a smile: "My injury is healed, I can drink, third uncle, don't nag me."

"Jingshu said it."

"My aunt is gone." My misty eyes suddenly opened, and she looked at Huang Tianrun with red eyes. After hearing this, Huang Tianrun silently helped her sit down, poured a cup of tea and put it on the table.

"I know, I won't mention it."

She didn't want to drink tea, so she wandered around holding the teacup for a long time, thoughtful.

"Three years ago, during the Peach Blossom Festival, the capital set off fireworks for three days and three nights. The colors were very bright. On the first day, I went out to see them with my father, mother, brother, sister-in-law, and Yun'er. On the second day, my parents Going to Chenxiang Temple, I made an appointment to go there early in the morning, but I stayed in bed and didn’t want to go. On the third day, my father wanted to take me to Chenxiang Temple, but I sneaked away halfway, just to see me now Thinking, not once, many times. There are many opportunities."

She lowered her head, regretting endlessly. Aunt Jingshu has been gone for some time. She and the third uncle have a tacit agreement not to mention it anymore, but they both know very well in their hearts that some regrets will take root in their hearts and grow stronger. .

Huang Tianrun stretched out his hand to comfort him, but withdrew it again.

He dare not touch it, let alone forget it, his regrets are no less than Xiao Yuer's.

The two sat opposite each other for a long time, as if it was almost dawn.

Xiao Yucai raised his head, his eyes were full of exhaustion: "Third Martial Uncle, Zhao Wuling saved me today, his wound must have opened."

As she said, she raised her sleeves and searched for a long time, and showed Huang Tianrun the blood-stained place.

"Didn't you prepare this?!" Huang Tianrun was very surprised: "I thought you painted it with dye for realistic effect."

"Of course not."

She put down her hand, frowning tightly: "Why did he suddenly appear in the East Palace, and why did he use it as a human cushion for me for no reason?"

"I'm also very surprised. He blocked the sword for me that day. This little Marquis Zhao is very scheming. I really can't see through his thoughts."

"Me too."

The next day.

Woke up early in the morning with a splitting headache.

The hands exposed outside the quilt felt a little chilly, she got up and went to open the door, the light rain fell to her feet, and the wind was blowing, she couldn't help shivering, quickly closed the door and shrank into the quilt.

"It's really cold." She murmured.

It was still sunny yesterday, but today it rained when it rained, and the weather changed when it said it would change. There was no sign at all.

There was a tinge of joy in my heart, and I was glad to see the bright fireworks in the capital last night. If I leave here forever in the future, I will have no regrets.

A gust of wind blew away the alcohol, imitating her mother's movements, rubbing her temples gently, and the headache gradually eased.

About half an hour later, Han Yi came to knock on the door, and said that it was Zhao Wuling who invited her to drink tea.

He turned over, impatiently buried his head in the quilt, let out a low growl, then stretched out his head to breathe, originally wanted to refuse, but when he thought that Zhao Wuling's old injury had relapsed because of her, he no longer felt sleepy.

(End of this chapter)