Crazy! Crazy batch of chief ministers reduced to subordinates

Bei Sheng raised her head and looked at Lang Zhuo silently. She didn't care that she was dusty, her hair was loose, and her clothes were dirty.

I just wanted to ask Lang Zhuo why, why he pushed himself towards the prince.

Why does he have to control his own destiny? He clearly knows what he wants!

The people upstairs were only surprised for a moment, and then they became as vast and peaceful as the statues of gods in the temple, with aloof postures like immortals coming to this world, without occupying any part of the world.

Beisheng suddenly realized that he had come in the wrong place. He was deliberately taking revenge on himself, so why did he come to ask for a reason?

The hands hidden under the cloak were clenched so painfully that they gradually relaxed.

For a moment, she figured it out.

Isn't it just that she doesn't want to enter the palace? No matter how Lang Zhuo tries to push her, she has a hundred ways to avoid entering the palace.

Poisoning her to make her sick, breaking her legs to make her lame, not to mention not being able to participate in the selection of the crown princess, even Nanyin would be kind to her.

Everything is solved easily, so why bother to worry about it again.

The dirty cloak was blown up by the autumn wind. Bei Sheng shuddered, turned around and stepped on the footstool to get into the carriage.

But very quickly, Orfeng chased after her. Through the car curtain, Orfeng cupped his hands and said, "Miss Xu Er, wait a minute. Our Lord invites the girl to come to the house to talk."

Beisheng lifted the car curtain and looked towards Zuixian Tower.

Lang Zhuo strolled out from Zuixian Tower and walked towards the carriage on the other side.

Today, he is different from the past. He is actually wearing a dazzling snow-green long coat and a water-red cape, which makes him look quite romantic.

Turning his eyes again, Bo Ran, who was graceful, beautiful and far-sighted, stood at the door to see him off.

The autumn air was cool and everyone was already dressed, but Miss Puran was wearing a thin shirt. Her pair of charming and smiling eyes were watching Lang Zhuo's leaving back.

Lang Zhuo didn't look back, got on the carriage and walked away.

Beisheng's car also turned around and followed him.

Her eyes did not leave Puran's body. Perhaps she had been staring for a long time. Puran noticed something strange. Her eyes turned slightly along with the movement of Lang Zhuo's carriage and met Bei Sheng. .

At that moment, the smile on Boran's face disappeared.

As the carriage and horses walked away, Beisheng withdrew his gaze and lowered the curtain.

On the dark long street, two carriages, one in front and one behind, were moving slowly. Apart from some noise coming from the Zuixian Tower behind the carriages, the only sounds that could be heard on the long street were the clatter of horse hooves and the turning of axles.

The carriage and horses stopped at the back door of Lang's house. Lang Zhuo got out of the carriage first, then turned to look at the carriage behind him. Bei Sheng was also getting out of the carriage on a footstool.

Tired from traveling for days and hungry after dinner, it was only at this moment that I felt my legs and feet were a little sore.

No one said anything, Lang Zhuo walked in the front door, she followed behind, the others followed, and the two carriages also rushed into the backyard.

After everyone came in, Ao Feng peeked out for a while, and when he saw nothing strange, he closed the back door and bolted it.

Usually when coming to Lang's Mansion, he always goes through the front door, but this is the first time Beisheng entered Lang's Mansion through the back door.

He couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart. Even Lang Zhuo knew that he should avoid people when meeting her.

Under the dim lights in the courtyard, the two of them walked back and forth to the main room. Qingyang was coming up from the corridor to change Lang Zhuo's clothes, when he saw a woman following the master five steps away.

After taking a closer look, I recognized it was Bei Sheng. I was startled. The hand that was about to help Lang Zhuo undress gradually retracted and stood on the side.

Qingyang said: "Have you had your meal, sir? The kitchen has prepared side dishes and porridge, do you want to serve them?"

Lang Zhuo turned around and glanced at Bei Sheng, and said calmly: "Serve them all, and take those who came with Miss Xu to the kitchen to use some."

"Yes." The only people who followed Bei Sheng were Lu Zhu, Yan Qing, and a coachman.

After Qingyang led the people back, Lang Zhuo walked to the door of the main room and raised the curtain. He turned around and saw Bei Sheng still standing there, and said calmly: "Aren't you coming in?"

Bei Sheng originally didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, but he could hear a bit of harshness in his calm tone, and he felt a sense of guilt in his heart.

After two quick steps, he entered the house. Lang Zhuo then lowered the curtain and followed in.

The window was open. Originally there were lights in the courtyard and I didn't realize how blue the sky outside was. But now I looked up and saw the shining stars in the blue sky.

The layout here is still the same as before, with no changes in the past few months, except that there are a few more books on the desk that Bei Sheng has never seen before.

Qingyang and an old servant quickly came in with side dishes and porridge. Lang Zhuo casually moved the debris on the table to the side, and helped Qingyang place the side dishes on the short table.

It is said to be a side dish, but there are also some cold meat dishes, which do not look greasy.

Lang Zhuo raised his eyebrows and saw Bei Sheng standing by the window, as if there was something magical outside attracting her.

The edges of his cloak were stained with dust, his hair was loosely tied to his face and neck, and he looked embarrassed and exhausted.

There was no delicate makeup on her face, only indescribable weariness.

Even though she has a languid expression, she is still a beautiful person. She looks like a beautiful woman just standing there.

How could he not see the raging anger hidden under her calm surface, but she seemed tired of talking, just waiting for him to take the initiative to explain.

Lang Zhuo scooped up a small bowl of porridge, placed it on the opposite side, and asked, "Don't you have nothing to say when you come to me?"

He himself didn't eat anything in Zuixian Tower. He also filled a bowl for himself and lazily took a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

Bei Sheng turned around. They hadn't seen each other for several months. Lang Zhuo's expression was the same as before. It was even as if those shameful things had never happened between him and Bei Sheng.

The elegant clothes also made him more casual and easy-going.

Bei Sheng looked at him and still didn't speak.

What guilt do you have? Have you done anything to feel sorry for him?

If she had a knife in her hand at this moment, she would definitely put it on Lang Zhuo's neck and ask him why he did this to her.

Lang Zhuo waited for a long time, but didn't hear Bei Sheng's voice. Then he put down the bowl and spoon and looked towards her.

Bei Sheng also stared at him silently for a long time.

After all, Lang Zhuo didn't stand still, he let out a long breath and asked: "Do you want to ask me why I didn't go to the Duke's Mansion to propose marriage, or why you were on the list of selecting the Crown Princess?"

Bei Sheng lowered his eyes tiredly. He came all the way because he wanted to know the answers to these two questions, but suddenly he didn't want to know anymore.

So what if you know? It is nothing more than proving that I have been fooled by others. It would be better to feel better if I didn't know.

But now that I'm here, I have something to say.

She spoke, her voice a little hoarse, and said calmly: "I met King Leping in Baoding. He seems to be very successful in recruiting troops."

Lang Zhuo narrowed his eyes and whispered: "You came here in a hurry just to tell me this?"

Beisheng looked at him. Is this news useless to him?

Lang Zhuo was silent for a moment, then stood up and walked to her. He looked at her with extremely sincere eyes and said: "Beisheng, do me and the prince a favor. After you finish this favor, I will give you your freedom. You can either stay in the capital or Wherever you want to go, it’s up to you.”

Beisheng was a little confused for a moment and asked blankly: "What are you busy with?"