"Second sister, there are two generals from the Zhao family and Chen family behind her. Doesn't His Highness's request to marry the fourth sister clearly reveal your thoughts? I heard that His Highness once met the second sister in Mingyu Zhai. I must have said something, but the second sister She seems to be unwilling, but since she is unwilling, it is a variable. If she becomes the fourth prince, will she do her best for His Highness? Your Highness is rich and handsome. When the time comes, it will be up to you to choose the noble daughter of Da'an City, who is more noble than the second sister. There are quite a few." Zhou Jiahao paused before continuing: "Since His Highness can't get it, it's better to just destroy it!"

After the incident with King Qi ended, Qin Xingyue met Zhou Jiaqing in the Hou Mansion, and every time she secretly said that Xie Yuanfu would not let her be a concubine, but Zhou Jiaqing still dismissed her and was not even interested in the position of the fourth prince's concubine. This made Xie Yuanfu It felt very weird.

Zhou Jiahao's words were clearly aimed at Zhou Jiaqing. Xie Yuanfu didn't expose it, but when he heard that Zhou Jiaqing was being destroyed, he felt a sting in his heart.

In fact, he was just testing, and had no intention of asking Zhou Jiaqing to be his concubine at this moment. As Zhou Jiahao said, it was too obvious that the current power was far from being able to compete with the other princes. How could he do it for a woman now? What about giving up his great cause?

After sneaking out of the fourth prince's mansion, Zhou Jiahao hurried to the prince's mansion to prepare some things.

On the third floor of a mansion across from the Fourth Prince's Mansion, there were two people sitting in a luxuriously decorated elegant room. The woman in black who walked in from outside took a strange look at the man in pink and bowed her head in front of him. Said a few words.

"I don't blame you. Xie Yuanfu's house has always been well-organized and has many masters. It's good that you can hear these words." The man in pink comforted him.

Before the prince left, he gave him the task of keeping an eye on Xie Yuanfu. This hot potato made him very tired. Xie Yuanfu was a hidden and thoughtful person. It was not easy to find out his privacy.

Fortunately, due to the prince's previous arrangements, the location of this mansion is really good, and anyone who can sneak out of Xie Yuanfu's mansion can see it.

"Speaking of which," the man in white next to the man in pink frowned and asked with a little disgust: "Does Mr. Ji have any hobbies recently? Or he has something on his mind. He always wears pink, which is really annoying. …”

Before the man in white finished speaking, Ji Chengfeng raised his chin and squinted at the man in white with an expression that you didn't understand. Then he pulled the stool to the man in white, stepped forward and said mysteriously: "You pedantic old Lin, what do you know? ? I met a monk by chance a few days ago, and he said that as long as I wear pink clothes for ten days and a half, I will definitely recognize the person I am destined to have, and we will have a beautiful marriage. "

"You're crazy!" Lin Zhiyuan was stunned by Ji Chengfeng's extremely weird behavior. He hurried away from him and scolded: "Aren't you afraid that he did it on purpose? What's the purpose of letting you dress like this?"

"What did I just say? You don't understand, don't you understand? Monks in this world will not deceive us. We must respect monks and fate!" Ji Chengfeng glanced at Lin Zhiyuan who was making a fuss and said calmly. Come on, "Fate is a very magical thing. It can make two people meet and know each other. There is a red thread connecting the two people's marriage. It's really fascinating. Even the marriage of our fathers cannot escape. Come on, look at your father and mother..."

When Ji Chengfeng mentioned his father and mother, he kept his mouth shut, glanced secretly at Lin Zhiyuan, who looked calm, and changed his words in a panic: "Look at other people's marriages, for example..."

"Repay the marriage between our fathers? Why don't you look at your father and your biological mother? This is a good marriage?" Lin Zhiyuan retorted forcefully.

"No." Ji Chengfeng admitted helplessly. Ji Chengfeng was originally the eldest son of a concubine in the Prime Minister's Mansion. His biological mother died after giving birth to him due to dystocia. His aunt could not give birth to another son, so the Prime Minister adopted him. In the name of my aunt.

How many back-house women have lost their fights and been blamed for difficult childbirth, even risking their lives. Such a marriage is really not a good one.

Lin Zhiyuan asked: "Want to get married? If you want to get married, are you afraid that you can't find a suitable woman?"

"No matter how many women there are in Da'an City, none of them can make me feel the wonder of fate." After speaking, Ji Chengfeng seemed to be immersed in a sweet dream again, "In short, Lao Lin, your attitude is not good. You must be careful about these marriages. Have a sense of awe.”

"The prince is not here. I think no one can control you. You'd better investigate the monk's background clearly!" Lin Zhiyuan stood up and said angrily, looking at the intoxicated Ji Chengfeng, and then turned around He faced the woman in black and ordered firmly: "Forget it, it's weird if you can go and check. Jingyue, you go and check!"

Ji Chengfeng said lazily: "Jingyue, there is no need to check, how could a monk deceive me? Look at Old Lin's fierce look, it's really ugly."

Lin Zhiyuan said in a deep voice: "Jingyue!"

Jingyue looked at Ji Chengfeng who was going crazy, and Lin Zhiyuan who was about to have angry wrinkles. He seemed not to know what he should hear. He hesitated for a moment, blushed, and asked in a low voice with some embarrassment: "Master Ji, where is that monk now?" ? Can you please come and help me check my marriage..."

"You can't count on either of you!" Lin Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and roared angrily: "I'll go check it out!"

"I can't explain it to you, Lao Lin. With your attitude, God will not reward you with a good marriage." Ji Chengfeng raised his eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, Ji Chengfeng’s words came true!

Lin Zhiyuan's teeth clenched, and even his eyebrows seemed to be aroused by the anger in his body. If you listen carefully, the eyebrows trembled as if they could make a sound.

Seeing this, Jingyue quickly changed the subject, "What did my subordinate say just now? Oh, by the way, my subordinate was outside the study. He only heard Zhou Jiahao saying that he knew what Wang Weiping had lost, so he didn't do anything more for fear of being discovered. Stay.”

"The fish is hooked." Ji Chengfeng put away his joking expression, curled his lips and said, "Old Lin, it's our turn to collect the money."

"Zhou Jiahao moved quickly. In this way, you can feel more relaxed." Lin Zhiyuan said: "After all, I made Zhou Jiahao's wedding dress, which made me lose face in front of Xie Yuanfu, and Xie Yuanfu is the one who gets the benefit..."

"Who said that?" Ji Chengfeng interrupted him, "Let Mr. Zhou, who thinks he is smart, have a sweet taste first. How can Miss Zhou be kind to his eldest brother?"

Ji Chengfeng had no personal grudge against Zhou Jiahao, but as he watched Zhou Jiahao walk step by step into the pit that Zhou Jiaqing dug for him and still feel proud, he was curious about who was calling him smart.

Lin Zhiyuan was silent for a while, frowned and said: "Does your father know? Between you and the Prime Minister's wife..."

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