Chapter 161

"Niang Niang," said Sun in a low voice, "it's better to make mistakes like this."

Concubine Zhou unconsciously sat upright and looked at her without expression, waiting for her next words.

As for the meaning of putting the wrong in the wrong, she naturally understood it, but now only to see if sun's words can convince her.

"The Emperor gave Zhou ruo'an the third crown princess, but he didn't know that Zhou ruo'an had been involved with Ling Tianwang for a long time. Now he lives in King Ning's mansion and has never been back home." Sun dropped his eyelids to block his excitement.

Zhou Fei frowned tightly, and her affection for Zhou ruo'an disappeared in an instant, even more disgusted.

"Have you got involved with King Ning?" Zhou Fei looked at sun's without expression and said, "this can't be nonsense!"

The concubine of Zhou pulled the corner of one side's mouth, the facial expression slightly took a few minutes ferocious.

"Zhou ruo'an is also my daughter of the Zhou family," Sun said in a low voice, very distressed. "If it's not the truth, how dare I say such a thing?"

Zhou Fei clenched her fingers and said nothing more.

Looking at her appearance, sun knew that what she had just said had fallen into her ears, and she was very happy.

"Yan'er was confused for a moment, but he treated the third prince wholeheartedly! What's more, Yan'er is the master's favorite daughter! " Sun stressed softly.

It has to be said that the concubine of Zhou was a little moved, but she still hesitated.

"When I think about it," Zhou Fei raised her hand and pressed her forehead, murmuring in a low voice.

Sun's heart a joy, tight heart suddenly relaxed, the whole person is a lot of dispirited.

Of course, Princess Zhou wanted to give the third prince the best thing, and Zhou ruo'an and King Ning had a deep contact, which was a thorn in her heart. Although it was not obvious, it would hurt from time to time, and there was no way to ignore it, let alone eradicate it.

Although Zhou Ruoyan's actions made her feel a little disgusted, she could also be forced down because of Zhou's father's attitude.

I don't know how long I've been thinking about it. Princess Zhou slowly has the answer.

She looked up, did not directly say his tendency, but asked, "do you know what the third prince thinks?"

Of course, she knew, but it didn't seem to be a big deal to tell a harmless little lie occasionally. Sun straightened his back and shook his head cleanly.

"I had a bad illness that day, and it was many days after I got better," Sun said. "I don't know what the third prince thought."

Zhou feilue nodded, then waved her hand and said, "please send Mrs. Zhou out."

Sun's heart although some do not want to, but also not good in such circumstances, what to say, can only be sent out of the palace.

Zhou's father is waiting outside the palace, looking at her distant figure, unconsciously clenching his teeth.

"What does the lady think?" Zhou's father can't wait to ask.

Sun took a look at him and talked about all the communication between himself and his concubine Zhou.

"Niang Niang seems to have some intention, but she hasn't really made up her mind yet." Sun concluded.

"That's enough," Zhou's father never looked forward to persuading the other party at the beginning. He was satisfied to hear that.

After two people left, there was a shadow beside them, which flashed by.

In the study of King Ning's residence, Ling Tianwang looks at the crooked self on the paper, with a strong smile in his eyes.

Zhou ruo'an glared at him, grabbed the paper, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it into the next bucket.

"I just started practicing calligraphy," Zhou ruo'an said, raising his chin. "It's natural that I don't write well!"

Ling Tianwang loved her so much. She nodded with a smile and said, "that's true."

Obviously, the other side nodded, but Zhou ruo'an suddenly became uncomfortable.

After thinking for a long time, Zhou ruo'an can only attribute all the reasons to his dislike of these words.

What she likes is the fight between them. What she likes is the cold of dagger, the cold white of blade and no need to think!

Thinking that he had found the answer, Zhou ruo'an took a look at Ling Tianwang and said, "if you like reading, but I don't like it, I won't be here with you."

With that, Zhou ruo'an didn't see what reaction he had, so he turned and walked out.

Her step is light and quick, because of the servant girl's pleading, the step shake on the hairpin is gently shaking, and occasionally collides with each other, which will make a nice sound.

Like a butterfly, Ling Tianwang's eyes are obsessed with her disappearing in front of her eyes.

When Zhou ruo'an completely left, he slowly took back his eyes, some helplessly shook his head, and picked up the paper that Zhou ruo'an had thrown into the bucket.

But after Zhou ruo'an's violent rubbing, the paper had already crumpled together.The human eyes, nose and heart standing in the same place, as if they didn't see anything.

Ling Tianwang frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said in a cold voice, "take good care of this paper."

The people waiting on the side couldn't help suffering, but they had to take the job.

Ling Tianwang didn't care what they thought. After thinking for a while, he said, "send the post I used to write to Miss Zhou's room."

It's much easier than smoothing the folded paper. The man nodded without hesitation.

After pondering for a while, Ling Tianwang waved his hand casually and said, "OK, let's go out. I want to be alone for a while."

The news about Zhou's father was put on his desk at this time.

Ling Tianwang narrowed his eyes. His fingers knocked on the table, then casually pressed the letter down.

"You should try to get this matter to Zhou Ruoyan's ears. Remember to deal with it and don't let others find out." Ling Tianwang said.

The man nodded quietly and quickly disappeared in front of his eyes.

Thinking about the news just now, Ling Tianwang couldn't help laughing. He had a little sympathy for Song Ci.

Even if this person has a thousand kinds of ideas, if the imperial concubine of Zhou presses hard, he can't do anything.

The fact is the same as Ling Tianwang's guess. Song Ci can't believe it when he looks at the person sitting in front of him.

However, Princess Zhou didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her decision. She just blamed Zhou ruo'an for the absence of Song Ci.

"What's that like?" "What's wrong with such a decision?" she asked

Song Ci finally slowly recovered. He rubbed his forehead hard, and then he just managed to press down the green tendons.