White Hedge Dream

Chapter 136: Don't ask

Chapter 136 Don’t ask

This man was determined to treat her as a ghost.

Zhuang Li smiled.

Fortunately, she doesn't have to reveal too much information about herself, which is safer.

“We’ll decide whether to die or not later,” she said. “It’s better to be alive.”

Yes, life is worse than death. Who wants to die? Isn't he like this too? At the moment when I was about to die, I was not willing to give in and didn't want to die.

Fortunately, he met Bai Li, caught her, and was saved by her.

Was Bai Li unwilling and afraid before he died? But she didn't meet anyone who could save her...

Shangguan Yue turned her head and looked aside: "Yes, you must live well if you can live."

Are you feeling aggrieved and sad because you almost died earlier? Zhuang Li smiled and consoled him: "If you survive a catastrophe, you will have good luck in the future."

Is she envious of him? There is nothing left for dead people... Shangguan Yue felt blocked in her heart, and suddenly she missed Wang Tong. Although this kid was a waste, but with the Holy Ancestor Temple behind him, he asked him to find out if there was any way to make ghosts reborn. aldult.

Zhuang Li didn't know what he was thinking about, and continued: "I'm here to ask you for a favor."

Shangguan Yue quickly turned around and said, "You said it." Then he took the initiative and said, "I can sleep anytime."

Zhuang Li smiled and wanted to reach out and touch Shangguan Yue's head. This was much better than the little crybaby in the dream.

"It's not about sleeping this time," she said. "I'm asking you to send a very reliable person to help me go to Dengzhou to see someone."

….

There were not many people on the street in the third year of junior high school. Shopkeeper Cai leaned against the door panel of a shop and looked out, frowning tightly.

"Shopkeeper, don't worry. Although the young master didn't let us follow, we can guard this street." The attendant on the side whispered.

Another attendant followed and explained: "Young Master said that he would go and wish Dr. Zhang a happy new year, pick up some medicine and take care of Dr. Zhang's business."

The young master's last escape was thanks to Zhang Shilin. The young master is indeed a man who knows how to repay his kindness. Shopkeeper Cai nodded.

but…..

He still felt something wasn't right.

"Is there anyone else in the hospital today?" he asked.

The entourage shook his head and said, "Young master didn't allow us to go in. He said we shouldn't bring trouble to Dr. Zhang."

Shopkeeper Cai said, "Doctor Zhang rescued the young master, but he was afraid of retaliation. However, the princess already knew the young master's identity, so naturally she would not do anything to hurt the young master again. There should be no need to do this..."

His thoughts flashed across his mind, and he suddenly saw a carriage coming out of the alley behind the Zhang Family Medical Center.

This carriage!

Dongyang Houfu!

Shopkeeper Cai's eyelids twitched.

The carriage swayed by, and a cold wind blew across the street, blowing up the curtains of the carriage, revealing the profile of the young woman.

Although it is just a profile, it can be seen that the skin is as crystal clear as snow and the eyebrows are pretty.

The curtains immediately dropped, and the carriage swayed past.

"The young master has come out." The voice of the attendant rang in his ears.

Shopkeeper Cai looked around blankly and saw Shangguan Yue, wrapped in a cloak, slowly walking out of the alley with a smile on her face.

This, this, this, this!

"Where is Dongyang Hou Shizi?" Shopkeeper Cai asked blurtly.

The entourage was a little puzzled, why did he suddenly ask Dongyang Hou Shizi?

…

In the winter courtyard, with snow, small bridges and flowing water, it looks like a painting.

The doors and windows of the house next to it were open, and a dozen people were sitting or standing inside.

In the meantime, the cool sound of the guqin echoed.

"Your Majesty, this is the mansion given to Duke Zheng by His Majesty, isn't it good?" The man next to him said to Zhou Jingyun who was standing by the window.

Zhou Jingyun said: "Zheng Gong once taught your majesty that your majesty is mellow and mellow, which is a blessing to the great Zhou Dynasty. This is what Zheng Gong deserves."

The man laughed and said, "You are right, Your Majesty." He greeted everyone and repeated Zhou Jingyun's words.

Mr. Zheng, who was sitting in the middle, looked at Zhou Jingyun with a smile on his face.

Zhou Jingyun raised the wine glass in his hand: "Mr. Zheng has suffered for so many years."

Suffered.

Aren’t you suffering?

Mr. Zheng still remembered how aloof and arrogant this beautiful young man standing next to the late emperor was, really like an immortal who could not eat the fireworks of the world.

This young man behaved inappropriately in front of the emperor at that time, but the late emperor was never angry, but what about himself? They just followed the trend and said that His Majesty is extravagant... Their Zheng family has a clear name and can teach the emperor, so it is reasonable for them to give advice to the emperor.

As a result, the late emperor hit him in the face with a wine glass and told him to get out.

Every time he dreamed about it in the middle of the night, he would wake up from nightmares and feel that the nose he had been hit by was still hurting.

There was also the laughter of the demon concubine who was sitting next to the late emperor.

"This man is ugly and has an ugly heart. He has absolutely no idea of His Majesty's ingenuity. What's the use of staying in the court."

Mr. Zheng's eyes turned red, and he couldn't help but stood up with grief and anger: "Everyone, everyone, there is no need to be sad anymore. The demon queen has been eliminated. Zhongliang will no longer be expelled. The court will not be dominated by arrogant and despicable people. I, the Great Zhou Dynasty, will return Back to the prosperous times."

These words attracted everyone in the hall to agree and raise their glasses, "To the great Zhou Dynasty, to His Majesty, and to the prosperous age."

There was a loud noise in the room, covering up the sound of the piano. Zhou Jingyun raised his wine glass and drank it down with everyone. Someone hummed in his ear.

"What's wrong with the arrogant and lowly people? Are you from a humble background, so you can't compare to famous noble families like them?"

Everyone in the room was still talking and joking, and the musicians were still playing the piano melodiously.

Duke Zheng is hosting a banquet today, and the music bureau has sent court musicians to Mianzi to entertain the banquet.

Zhou Jingyun slowly turned his head and looked to his side. Musician Shen Qing was standing beside him, holding a wine glass in his hand with a sarcastic smile on his face.

People in the room were chatting and laughing, and the music of the piano echoed in their ears.

Zhou Jingyun felt as if his heartbeat had stopped.

He understood many things in an instant.

Zhang Ze traced Chiang Houdang, saying that it was Zhu You, an illusion, and evil spirit.

Shen Qing turns out to have such means!

No wonder no one has found out anything about Shen Qing in the past ten years.

"Is this the truth that the palace and the altar are haunted?" He heard his own voice say slowly.

No, not only those, but also the sleeping monks of Lingquan Temple, and the death of Zhu Shan, the Supervisor of the Academy!

Shen Qing raised his wine glass and said, "Your Majesty is smart and can understand everything at once."

Zhou Jingyun said slowly: "What can you achieve by relying on these methods? Disturbing people's hearts?"

He shook his head.

"You can't even see the light. Illusion, illusion, and psychedelic techniques can deceive one person's mind, but they cannot deceive the whole world."

Shen Qing smiled: "I don't have that big ambition to confuse the world. I only do this for one person."

For one person?

Zhou Jingyun clenched his hands hanging by his side.

The next thing he should say was, for whom, but he didn't want to ask.

Although he felt that his whole body was in a trance, he kept his mouth tightly closed and did not speak.

He didn't ask, but he couldn't stop Shen Qing from talking.

"Prince Zhou, don't you want to ask that person?" Shen Qing said, looking at him, "It's that person who protects you as a young man, and it's that person who lets you go out and see the wider world. Don't really What kind of immortal prince you are, don’t stand high and become a rotten waste like these people!”

He pointed at the officials who were still chatting and laughing at the banquet. Whether it was because of drinking too much wine or because of illusion, these people were getting more and more wavy.

Zhou Jingyun still kept his mouth tightly shut.

Shen Qing nodded again: "Yes, you don't need to ask anything. She will never show mercy to those she wants to eradicate, and she will never repay those who support her. You can travel around the world in peace and see all kinds of things in the world. Be a good official, a good son, a good husband..."

Zhou Jingyun suddenly said: "Who wants me to be a good husband? Whose good husband do I want to be?"

When did Shen Qing start these methods?

He still remembered what Shen Qing said that he should have taken Zhuang Li away. So of everything he experienced, which one was real and which one was an illusion?

That night when he read the newspaper, he suddenly felt sad and angry. Is it true or was he hallucinating?

That day he stood in front of Mr. Zhuang and suddenly asked for help. Was it true or an illusion?

Shen Qing looked at him and said with a faint smile: "Well, you should ask yourself, whose good husband do you want to be, and who is the wife you see?"

Zhou Jingyun looked at him: "She is who she is. It has nothing to do with what I think or what I saw."

Shen Qing raised her head and laughed: "It doesn't matter? Who is she? Then you ask her, why does she get sick every time there are ghosts in the palace? Then ask Mrs. Zhuang, why did Mr. Zhuang do it for an orphan girl? Give up your life!"

Having said this, he reached out and patted Zhou Jingyun's shoulder and looked at him.

"Zhou Jingyun, I really envy you."

"When she was unconscious, the person she wanted to follow was you."

"When she wakes up, the first person she sees is you."

With this shot, Zhou Jingyun felt a crash in his ears as if something was broken, his vision suddenly became clear, and the laughter in the room hit his face.

The two men opened a scroll, and Zheng Gongzheng picked up his pen and began to write.

He stood by the window, and a colleague beside him raised a wine glass and said to him sideways: "Mr. Zheng's painting skills are even better than before."

Zhou Jingyun smiled and nodded: "Yes."

He looked past Mr. Zheng and looked at the screen, where the piano master Shen Qing was sitting with his head lowered and focused on playing the piano, and the sound of the piano was flowing.

It's like a dream.

But this is no dream.

Just like the glimpse that morning, it turned out to be not a dream.

….

"The prince is back."

The maids lifted the curtains, and the light warmed their faces.

Zhou Jingyun walked in and saw that all the maids were there, including Aunt Mei. When she saw him coming in, she got up in a panic and saluted.

"The young lady gave me a box of honey pills." She explained, "I'm here to say thank you."

Zhuang Li wore a homely jacket and said, "It is unlucky to give medicine during the Chinese New Year, but it is a tonic."

Zhou Jingyun remembered that she went to the medical clinic today, nodded, and took off her cloak.

Aunt Mei subconsciously reached out and took it. This was originally what a concubine should do.

Zhuang Li glanced at her and thought of something: "My aunt is here, let's go back with the prince."

Zhou Jingyun was stunned.

Aunt Mei's face turned pale, and the cloak in her hand almost dropped to the ground.

"According to the rules, you should go to your aunt's place." Zhuang Li continued.

She had forgotten that Zhou Jingyun had been by her side all the time due to a series of "illnesses".

Zhou Jingyun frowned: "What are the rules? It's Chinese New Year."

That's right, it's Chinese New Year, don't look for this bad luck, Aunt Mei nodded hurriedly, she didn't want to stay here for a moment, who would have thought that she would bump into the prince coming back? It's not like he went to a banquet, why did he come back so early.

"My slave, please leave now." She said hurriedly.

After that, regardless of whether Zhuang Li responded or not, he turned around and went out.

Her little girl was still sharing fruits with a group of little girls in the corridor. When Aunt Mei disappeared, she realized that she was busy following her.

"Why are you running away?" The little girl complained, "I didn't even get a share of the fruit."

Aunt Mei said angrily, "Young madam, you don't treat others seriously. We also have what we have here, and there is nothing less for you to eat."

The little girl chuckled, that's true, but the extra point is not in vain.

The master and servant walked away muttering.

The maid in the Zhuangli room looks at me and I look at you, winking and exiting.

Zhou Jingyun came out from washing and changing clothes and saw Zhuang Li making the bed.

"Mother... has always been looking forward to having an heir," he said.

Is this explaining why you didn’t go to Aunt Mei’s place? It was the reason to take care of her when she was sick before, but now that she is no longer sick, why not change it to this reason?

Can’t concubines also give birth to children?

Zhuang Li looked at him.

"It's not a good idea to go to my aunt's place during the Chinese New Year, lest my mother worry." Zhou Jingyun continued.

Zhuang Li smiled and nodded. Since he wanted to guard her, he should.

"I was negligent." She said, "Your Majesty, you must be tired today. Take a rest early."

After that, he went to bed first.

"I invited Dr. Zhang to dinner today at the hospital. He drank too much."

The couple always had something to say, so Zhuang Li took the initiative to talk about today's events.

Zhou Jingyun sat down beside the bed: "A doctor should be more restrained and rarely drink alcohol."

"How much does the prince drink?" Zhuang Li asked.

Zhou Jingyun smiled: "I attended two banquets today. How do you think I am now?"

As expected, Zhuang Li leaned forward to look at him.

Under the night light, Zhou Jingyun's face was slightly red and his eyes were bright, but under the dim light it could be seen that he was a little dazed.

"Zhou Jingyun..." Zhuang Li hesitated and said.

In fact, she didn't have much confidence in questioning Zhou Jingyun now. She had used it before, but she didn't get anything out of it. Instead, she relaxed her vigilance.

I don’t know if drinking while drinking will have any effect.

As soon as she started speaking, Zhou Jingyun interrupted her: "Don't call my name like that."

Zhuang Li was stunned for a moment.

"You and I," Zhou Jingyun lowered his eyes and said, "If you get used to shouting, if your mother finds out, she will talk about you behind your back."

Well, it's not good to call your husband by his first name.

Zhuang Li smiled and that was all.

"Okay, Prince, I understand." She said.

Zhou Jingyun looked away and blew out the lamp.

"Get some rest," he said.

I don’t know when I stopped studying, and the two of them made a tacit agreement not to mention it again.

Zhuang Li hummed: "There are many social events during the New Year, so it's quite tiring."

Zhou Jingyun also hummed.

The bed tent was silent, and both of them seemed to be asleep.

"Ali." Zhou Jingyun suddenly said again.

Zhuang Li hummed in response.

"It's Chinese New Year, don't forget to pay homage to your family." Zhou Jingyun whispered.