The reborn abandoned woman reigns

Chapter 48
After half-deadly catching up, Bao'er was so exhausted that he was out of breath, bending over and leaning on his knees, wishing he could just sit down on the ground.

Looking up at Sima Xukong, Bao'er said out of breath, "Wang... my lord, what do we... can we... stop and talk...?"

His eyes gradually became dark, Sima Xukong didn't hear what Bao'er said at all, all he could think about was the beautiful face of Changsun Jingrong, and that hateful Helian Zilin beside her.

Clenching his fists, Sima Xu stepped up and walked in.

"My lord... what are you doing, my lord?"

Seeing Sima Xukong's ferocious appearance, Bao'er was terrified, afraid that something would happen to her master.But when Sima Xukong stood proudly in front of Changsun Jingrong, all the anger seemed to disappear.

Looking inexplicably at Sima Xukong in front of him, Changsun Jingrong looked him up and down and asked, "My lord? Are you here... to buy cloth?"

Staring deeply at the eldest grandson Jingrong with both eyes, Sima Xukong's gloomy air disappeared when he heard the voice of the little girl opposite him.

Stumbling in after Sima Xukong, Bao'er greeted Changsun Jingrong first, then stood behind Sima Xukong, and said to Changsun Jingrong: "That's right, our lord, I heard that you are here. The price of the cloth is good and the quality is good, so I came here to choose it."

In fact, such an excuse, Bao'er himself felt unreliable, let alone the eldest grandson Jingrong opposite him.

However, Changsun Jingrong didn't mind why Sima Xukong came here. He recruited a good-spoken man to introduce him to Sima Xukong, and turned around to leave the silk and satin village.

Seeing that the grandson Jingrong was about to leave, Sima Xukong left and followed, asking, "Where are you going?"

After stopping, Changsun Jing looked at Sima Xukong with a funny face, and said, "I'm a business girl, what else can I do? Naturally, I'm going to discuss business."

"Then I'm going too!"

"Cough, cough cough—"

Hearing Sima Xukong's words, Bi He, who was next to Changsun Jingrong, couldn't hold back, his face turned red from choking on the saliva, and after a while, he suppressed the smile on his lips.But the price of holding back the laughter is a severe stomachache.

Raising his eyebrows, the eldest grandson Jingrong said patiently: "Let a prince follow me to discuss business, you don't want me to finish the negotiation, do you? Jingrong is just a little commoner's daughter, and she has to make a living every day." Running around, if the prince wants to have fun, he can go to other places."

Seeing that the eldest grandson Jingrong still wanted to leave, Sima Xu hurriedly stood in front of her and asked, "But you let that fellow Helian Zilin follow you, why can't I?"

Looking helplessly at Sima Xukong, Changsun Jingrong said: "The situation was dangerous last night. If Mr. Zilin hadn't been there, my slaves and I would have been buried in flames. Would it be the same as the current situation?"

"What, you were in danger last night?" Sima Xukong immediately widened his eyes and asked anxiously, "Who wants to harm you?"

"Who wants to harm me, does it have anything to do with the prince?"

A word from Changsun Jingrong left Sima Xukong speechless.And Sima Xukong's quietness also gave Changsun Jingrong a chance to escape. Before he could react, he turned around and slipped out of the silk and satin village.

Bao'er had never seen the prince in such a distraught state, and he couldn't help calling out worryingly: "My lord, my lord?" Seeing Sima Xukong looking back at him, Bao'er was relieved and said, "Miss Changsun has already left. Alright, let's go back too."

"what did you just say?"

"The little one said, let's go back."

"No, in the previous sentence?"

Bao'er scratched her head and said, "Miss Changsun has already left, is that the sentence?",

As soon as Baoer's words fell, a figure flashed in front of him, and he disappeared again by Sima Xukong.Taking a deep breath, Bao'er thought to herself why her life is so hard. There is a master with high martial arts skills, who is destined to break his legs, and he will not be able to catch up!
Sitting safely on the carriage, Changsun Jingrong glanced at Sima Xukong, who was sitting next to him, enjoying the cool breeze, and was very comfortable. Then he turned his eyes and stared at his shoe uppers, trying to calm down the fluctuations in his mood.

But obviously, some people don't want grandson Jingrong to relax for a moment.

"Hey, which one do you want to discuss business with later? I haven't seen anyone discuss business yet. It's quite fresh when I think about it."

Changsun Jingrong turned his head, obviously, he didn't want to pay attention to Sima Xukong's big trouble.

But Sima Xukong didn't want to let his eldest grandson Jingrong go, and still pestered her with questions.

Bao'er couldn't stand it any longer, and secretly tugged Sima Xukong, and whispered in his ear: "My lord, have you forgotten what you promised Miss Changsun just now?"

These words reminded Sima Xukong, reminding him that the price of being a colleague is to keep quiet.But this is really difficult for him now, after he endured it for less than a moment, he wanted to start to say something again.

But this time Sima Xukong hadn't finished asking a few questions before the car drove to the place and parked beside a big house.

Following behind Changsun Jingrong, Sima Xu jumped out of the carriage, looked up at the mansion in front of him, and asked curiously: "Where is this place? Look at this plaque, it should belong to the Changsun family."

"My lord is really smart," Bi He endured all the way, really didn't want to miss another good show, so she said, "This is the mansion of our great lord."

"Master?"

Looking at Sima Xukong's bewildered eyes, Bihe pursed her lips in a wicked way, and said, "It's Mr. Changsun Zhenhai."

The eldest grandson Zhenhai... isn't that the father of that crazy woman! ?
Sensing the dead silence behind him, Changsun Jingrong twitched his mouth mockingly, and turned his back to Sima Xukong and said, "My lord said that I want to take a carriage. I have already agreed to my request. Now that the carriage is also available, can my lord go back?" I'm still busy, I'm afraid I won't be able to send the prince off in person, sorry!"

Stepping up and walking slowly to the door, Changsun Jingrong quietly waited for the people inside to come to welcome the door, but he didn't expect another figure to appear beside him.

Frowning, Changsun Jingrong felt a sense of frustration in his heart, thinking that this man really persevered.But what is it that makes him so persistent?
Barely maintaining a smile, Sima Xukong said: "Don't worry, this king won't disturb your business with too many words, I just came to see it."

Just looking at it?Hmph, who would believe it!
After the gatekeeper opened the gate, Changsun Jingrong took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and walked in.

Hearing that Changsun Jingrong was coming, Changsun Zhenhai had been waiting at the mansion for a long time, his mind turned, thinking of various countermeasures.

Ever since I learned from Lao Xiao last night that Changsun Jingrong set fire to the white ice silk, Changsun Zhenhai was almost so angry that he spit out a mouthful of old blood.And when looking at the small amount of white ice silk brought back by Lao Xiao, the ordinary white cloth with bare fruits made Chang Sun Zhenhai's eyes go black, and he almost fainted to death.

Unexpectedly, his eldest Sun Zhenhai, who has been in the business world for so many years, would be put on by that stinky girl, Changsun Jingrong. Get mixed up in the business world!

But no matter what, as long as the batch of white ice silk is still there, Changsun Zhenhai has a chance to snatch those white ice silk back, and the order from the government will still belong to him, and the gold and silver wealth will also be indispensable.

But immediately afterwards, the official sent news that when the warehouse of Furong Silk and Satin House caught fire last night, the famous Mr. Zi Lin was by the eldest grandson Jingrong's side!Now, the problem became more difficult, because Changsun Zhenhai didn't know what purpose Mr. Zi Lin showed up for.If it was true as rumored that Mr. Zilin stood up for his eldest grandson Jingrong for the sake of beauty, things would be difficult.

When the eldest Sun Zhentao heard the news, he comforted his eldest brother, thinking that things might not be as bad as he imagined.After all, Mr. Zilin is a tall man, how could he be attracted by a vulgar fan like Changsun Jingrong?Maybe everything is just a gimmick that Changsun Jingrong came up with to scare them.

After listening to Changsun Zhentao's words, Changsun Zhenhai finally settled down.And after thinking about it carefully, I feel that Changsun Zhentao's words are very reasonable. After all, Changsun Jingrong is not a rare beauty in the world. Why should the free and easy Mr. Zi Lin stand out for her?Who in the world doesn't know that Mr. Zilin dislikes gossip the most?

With these mental preparations, Changsun Zhenhai seemed to have taken a reassurance, sitting in the mansion peacefully, waiting quietly for Changsun Jingrong to come to his door, and let him slaughter him!
But this time, they were wrong again.By Changsun Jingrong's side, although Mr. Zi Lin is gone, there is an extra Ninth Prince! !

The flesh on his cheeks trembled unconsciously, and Changsun Zhenhai walked down from the seat with trembling legs, met Sima Xukong, and asked with a flattering face, "I don't know that the Ninth Prince is here, so I'm sorry for your disrespect and disrespect?" !"

Sima Xukong was looking around at the commotion, and found that after Changsun Zhenhai talked to him, he quickly pointed to the woman beside him, and said with a smile: "She is here to see you today, you can just talk about things, don't pay attention to me."

What does this mean?Do you want to stand up for the eldest grandson Jingrong! ?

Beads of sweat slid down Changsun Zhenhai's forehead, and he looked at Changsun Jingrong with a complex expression, wishing he could scratch the woman's face with a knife, but on the surface, he still smiled gently and lovingly: "Jingrong, come today! , did you play with your cousin?"

"Uncle, are you joking?" Changsun Jingrong didn't have the heart to accompany Changsun Zhenhai to go around in circles. She was already very annoyed by the idiot prince by her side, and now she just wanted to solve the matter quickly, and didn't want to make any more troubles. "You should know that I came to you today to talk about the fire in the warehouse."

"Hey, I heard about this. It's really a pity. But as long as you are fine, you can earn back the lost money in the future. Talent is the most important thing!"

(End of this chapter)