The vicious villain is pretending to be weak again

Under Zhao De's scorching gaze, Huarong pushed open the window.

However, there is no one outside the window, only a paper boat.

A paper boat made of rice paper.

Huarong picked up the paper boat, looked back and smiled slightly.

"It seems that I won't see Mr. today."

"Bring it here." Zhao De narrowed his eyes unexpectedly, raised his hand to take the paper boat, and said with a chuckle.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

He violently opened the paper boat, and a stack of paper folded into a square fell out of it. First, after he saw the words on the paper boat, his squinted eyes opened slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth faded. go down.

There are four words written eloquently on it.

【The time has not come yet】

What time has not come, the time to meet yourself has not come yet.

A ball of fire rose in Zhao De's heart, and he felt that the gentleman Hua Rong said was extremely arrogant.

But looking at the neatly folded paper, he finally opened it patiently.

After reading a few lines, his expression suddenly loosened, his brows loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again, and then he smiled slowly.

Looking at Zhao De's colorful expression, Huarong lowered her eyes to appreciate her freshly dyed nails.

However, after reading the letter, Zhao Deteng stood up and was about to leave, Huarong asked.

"Is Your Highness not waiting?"

"Don't wait, when the time comes, we will meet again."

Zhao De smiled slightly, and put the paper into his sleeve in a good mood.

Looking at Zhao De's leaving back, the smile on Huarong's face gradually disappeared, replaced by indifference.

At this moment, Mr. Zhao De, who had been waiting for a long time, was sitting in the washroom, listening to the song and clapping, and he didn't forget to give a reward, it was so beautiful.

"it is good!"

At the end of the song, the whole hall applauded. Seeing that the hairpin star had returned, Jiang Lingyi stretched out his hand excitedly.

"Come on, give me an ingot of silver, no, two ingots!"

This is a rich man who laughs and spends a lot of money, even more prodigal than a prodigal, but Zan Xing solemnly took out the money bag in his sleeve, took out two ingots of silver and put it in Jiang Lingyi's palm.

The father and daughter performing arts in Taichung burst into laughter when they saw such a generous customer.

Among them, the little girl with a good voice looked at the handsome boy and smiled shyly.

Jiang Lingyi couldn't help touching her face. After going back last time, someone specially improved the disguise, and it seemed to work well.

"Is it delivered yet?"

"It was delivered, and he really went back."

Hearing this answer, Jiang Lingyi was not surprised.

In the note she asked Zan Xing to write, she only taught Zhao De one way.

Call a thief and catch a thief.

Mu Zhaoxiang's death is a major event, but compared to someone who is going to murder the prince, it is a trivial matter.

It is the most concise and clear way to make this matter a big one, and make it so loud that everyone in the trouble will know that Zhao Decai is the victim.

But at this time, the Mu family could only smash their teeth and swallow it in their stomachs in order to show their sincerity. They even wanted to maximize the benefits of this matter.

Compared with the interests of the family, Mu Zhaoxiang's life is too worthless.

Jiang Lingyi stood up slowly and stretched vigorously.

"Let's go, I don't know if I can see Miss Huarong from Qianjin Building today."

As soon as these words came out, people at the neighboring tables all looked sideways, and the busker who had been smiling just now suddenly lost her smile.

Another dude!

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In Duanwang Mansion.

Listening to the servant's report, Zhao Quan's depression of the past few days finally dissipated in a row, full of pride.

"God help me too, I want to see if the Mu family can still be as loyal as before after knowing about it."

"My lord, this plan kills two birds with one stone. That is, the crown prince will be accused of killing relatives, and at the same time, it will separate the crown prince and the Mu family. It is really high!"

The staff clapped their hands and praised Zhao Quan endlessly, but Zhao Quan just laughed.

"Who would have thought that everything would go so smoothly. It's just a pity. I'm afraid that many people will be lost in the Prince's Mansion this time."

"But after this time, Your Highness, your chances of winning will be even greater. The current prince has no talent or virtue. If he still loses the support of the Mu family, he may have no chance to compete with you, the prince."

Another staff member said seriously, and everyone present agreed.

"Okay, now that the matter is done, I just wait for the day when the prince can't hide it. I want to see how he will face the Mu family at that time. He is the prince after all. Don't take it lightly. Let's take care of him first." go down."

Zhao Quan waved his hand and put away the smug smile on his face, but when all the staff members retreated, his personal servant came in.

"How is the Zheng residence?"

The boy shook his head and lowered his voice to report.

"Miss Zheng Qi doesn't want to see you."

Zhao Quan frowned slightly, thinking of Zheng Yurou's gentle and kind appearance, his heart softened again.

"For her, this matter really needs a buffer time, that's all, I will go to see her in person after a while."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help thinking of the bright and domineering little princess in his mind.

"Then what about the Marquis Mansion?"

"The princess heard that she hit her head, and now she is recuperating in the mansion, and she doesn't want to see anyone."

"When did it happen?" Zhao Quan pursed his lips, and the servant lowered his head shyly.

"I heard it happened two days ago, but..."

"In the future, report the affairs of the princess as soon as possible." Zhao Quan frowned, stood up and was about to go out.

Now that Jiang Lingyi is injured, it is his best opportunity to perform, and he cannot miss it.

Unexpectedly, the servant chased after him with a full face of hesitation, persuading him.

"Your Highness, Your Highness...Your Majesty has a decree that the princess should rest and rest, and no one should disturb her."

Zhao Quan paused, then slowly turned his head, his eyes were as cold as ice.

"Even this king can't."

The boy swallowed his saliva, lowered his head even more, and couldn't help trembling all over.

"Now...it's rumored outside that it's the matter between you and Young Master Jiang that made the princess mad..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Quan kicked him in the heart.

"Go and find out who this king is! He's making rumors over and over again!"

The little servant held his heart in his hands wanting to cry, but felt dizzy and dizzy.

It has always been difficult to trace the source of these rumors in the market. Many things have changed their nature when you say it. How can it be so easy to check.

This is really embarrassing for his little slave.

Zhao Quan's temples were throbbing with veins, full of anger.

If he catches who is spreading rumors, he will cut off his tongue and feed it to the dogs!

"Ah Qiu!"

The culprit who was missed sat in the car and sneezed violently, and the hairpin who was driving came in with a nervous face.

"Master, is it cold?"

Jiang Lingyi, who had taken off her disguise, just took a nap in the carriage, raised her head in a drowsy sleep, and shook it again.

"No, when will we arrive?"

"Sleep again, I will call you when we arrive."

Jiang Lingyi curled up in the quilt, but couldn't help mumbling.

"Next time you come out, you have to bring a driver..."