Chapter 9

Huo Mingzhu put down the curtain and leaned against the car wall, frowning tightly. It doesn't matter what she looks at or talks about, but she can't figure it out with all her heart and mind. She is reborn with hatred, and she plans revenge by relying on her understanding of human affairs before her death. Why has everything changed?

Not to mention that the appearance of the prince is different from before. Just talking about the character of Bai Li Zong Lu, he was an Iron-blooded general who didn't smile in his previous life. When he finally showed her his true face, she was so sad that she couldn't believe it.

In this life, although Bai Li Zong law has saved her, she has been a villain from the very beginning. Relying on his noble status, his position in the eyes of the common people and young ladies, he pushed her to the top of the storm... How strange? According to her mind, even if the present life is not good, the hundred Li sect's law should be disguised. It's not necessary to be so blatant to start first

Did she change her life to be reborn and start all over again, so as not to let everything go smoothly for her?

"Don't forget what you owe me, Miss Huo."

Huo Mingzhu's anger is more and more intense. What does she owe him? What's the reward for the hero's rescue? The hundred Li sect's law is clearly intentional!

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After passing the downtown area of the upper capital, the long motorcade was divided into two groups. One group went to the palace city, the other to the official street of Qingyi lane. Baili Zonglu and others had to follow the prince to enter the Palace first, while the Marquis of Pingyang had to go back to the palace to bathe and dress before they could enter the palace to face the saint. He also sent Huo Mingzhu back to the general's Palace by the way.

When the rear motorcade stopped, the prince, who had been in the palace, suddenly opened the curtain. Feng Yi, the Imperial Guard with a sword, looked at him and saw that not far away, Hou weipang had already got off the horse. After saying goodbye to the ninth prince, he trotted towards the palace.

However, after a while, Feng Yi found that the prince was not looking at the Marquis of Pingyang, but at Miss Huo, who was behind the Marquis of Pingyang. Her legs were not convenient, and she was limping with the help of a girl

Seeing the prince's attentive eyes, Feng Yi couldn't help laughing: "Your Highness, do you also think Miss Huo is beautiful? Just now, a lot of people were saying it

The young prince was pale and didn't smile. He didn't answer the question: "Feng Yi, with your eyes, how does uncle Huang treat Miss Huo?"

Feng Yi chuckled: "just now, people say that Miss Huo and the ninth prince are a perfect match. They are still guessing what the ninth prince said in Miss Huo's ear. It's so hot! The ninth prince must be very appreciative of Miss Huo! "

As soon as he finished, he turned back to see that the prince's thin lips were tight, and the stars were not happy. Feng Yi's heart was broken. His royal highness was also very happy with the beautiful miss Huo!

Feng Yi swallowed his saliva and quickly changed his words: "but it's hard to say that although the ninth Prince has deep affection for Miss Huo, Miss Huo is not warm to the ninth prince. The niece taught by the Duke of Pingyang is dignified and reserved. It's really not an ordinary woman to compare with!"

Unexpectedly, the Prince did not show his face. Instead, he frowned lightly: "since you say that uncle Huang is very affectionate, you will surely win Miss Huo's favor after a long time, won't you?"

Feng Yi was put in by his own words. He really didn't know how to justify himself. He was just waiting for trouble. Lin congyue and Huo Mingzhu, Marquis of Pingyang, had arrived at the palace and knelt down to say goodbye to the prince.

"Get up, don't be polite." The prince avoided their courtesy and told Huo Mingzhu to give birth to a general and keep him healthy. They were all polite words. Without half a care, Feng Yi was confused. Didn't his highness like Miss Huo? Otherwise, why is it so strange?

When the Marquis of Pingyang left with Huo Mingzhu and looked at Huo Mingzhu's graceful figure, Cao An, the prince's close eunuch, suddenly realized: "Your Highness has repeatedly talked about the sixth day of March and the sixth day of March in the past year, and asked about the affairs of the Marquis of Pingyang, is it not miss Huo who is far away in the border town?"

The prince always had a good temper. Cao An had been waiting on him since he was a child, and he said everything. But Feng Yi jokingly said, "it's strange that little Cao Gong said this. A year ago, the tartar war just started, and the ninth Prince just went to the border to fight. Is it difficult for his highness to have a clever plan, and can you calculate Miss Huo's return today?"

"This..." Cao An touched his head, but he didn't understand. Maybe the prince just talked about it casually. How could he calculate the date of Miss Huo's return?

"Enough, go back to the palace." Wentun's Prince interrupted their conjecture and put down the curtain to stay in the palace again. He didn't say yes or no, and let them be confused.