From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 104 Waiting Long, But Not Boring

Did you think he would trust her like he did six years ago?
Wang Yizhi rubbed his eyebrows, looked down at his daughter kneeling at his feet: "Six years ago, you said the same thing, do you know?"

The person kneeling on the ground was startled, and then looked up, Wang Yizhi's face was stiff, with a bit of heartache: "Daddy believed you six years ago, as long as you say no, then no, don't care who it is Our second-class uncles will take their hats off, but what!"

Wang Yizhi's voice was stern: "But you took advantage of your father's trust. I checked everything. It was all done by you and Zhu Yunbi. Ye Xiaoxiao didn't wrong you at all!"

Wang Qi immediately turned pale. She never thought that her father would investigate the incident six years ago in person.

"But Daddy..."

Wang Yizhi raised his hand and interrupted her.

"No, but, daddy is not a small county magistrate in the locality. If you make a mistake, you can start over again. Do you know that the higher you stand, the greater the risk? If anything goes wrong with daddy, it will be this family that gets in." human life!"

Wang Qian pursed her lips, tears streaming down her face, but Dad, this time she was indeed wronged. She has been locked up at home, how can she get out?

"Don't say you can't get out, I've imprisoned you for so long, can't you still run out and block Ye Xiaoxiao on the road?"

"That's because..." Wang Qi became nervous.

"Enough!" Wang Yizhi didn't want to hear a word from this daughter at all right now: "Come on, take care of the young lady. On New Year's Eve, she won't have to go to the palace banquet!"

"Don't, daddy, don't!" Wang Qian cried out suddenly, she wanted to enter the palace, she wanted to go to King Pingyang, tell her that she was wronged, and beg him not to break the engagement!
But before he could say anything, a few women walked in outside, covered the man's mouth, and dragged him into the backyard.

On the corridor outside the house, Wang Ying watched from a distance as the man was carried away by the rough woman. Her pretty little face was tangled together, tears streaming down her face, as if she wanted to struggle, but couldn't break free no matter what.

Wang Ying lowered her head and raised her hand, and gently wiped the corners of her mouth with a snow-white handkerchief. She smiled elegantly, looked back at Wang Ma behind her, and praised: "It's a good job."

Wang Ma smiled and lowered her head: "Working for the young lady is what Mrs. Wang should do!"

When laughing, an old face piled up with large folds, and in the dark night, this face looked a little more frightening.

Mrs. Wang, the natal family brought in by the second-class Mrs. Uncle, after the wife gave birth to Wang Ying, she gave Mrs. Wang to Wang Ying. She took care of her for 16 years.

Now, Wang Ying's reputation is also coming back, and the marriage of the dead girl who was born in the concubine has also been blown away, and now she is not loved by her father, and she can't be compared to her.

Wang Ying wiped the corner of her mouth lightly, and said with a smile: "Now, our house is clean again."

"That's right, miss, she's just a concubine girl who wants to enter the prince's mansion. Miss, your marriage is blown away, but Da Sima is not as precious as our second-class uncle's family!"

The two masters and servants were talking, and slowly walked farther and farther along the dark corridor. The cold wind blew, the lanterns in the corridor swayed, and the originally bright candlelight suddenly went out, and the corridor was plunged into darkness, except for the sound of the wind. The whining sound was low, like the whining of ghosts.

Pu She Shangshu Mansion, Zhu Yunbi was choosing clothes to wear for the evening banquet at home, her dark eyes carefully scanned the Zhu hairpins in the dowry, comparing them one by one, and choosing them one by one.

Suddenly the little girl came to report that Miss Wang Qian could not attend the banquet because of illness, please don't wait.

Hearing that Zhu Yunbi dismissed the maid, she sat alone under the lamp with no expression on her pretty face.

When I followed Wang Qian when I was young, I felt that this person had power and background, whether it was good for my father or myself. Looking at it now, there are many people with background. The so-called leaning on a big tree to enjoy the shade also needs this tree It can be relied on, Wang Qi has only grown a head but no head in the past six years, and is no longer suitable to be her big tree.

Looking down at the person in the mirror, he has slender eyebrows, big round eyes, and red lips. He is just 13 years old, and his body has developed slightly. Although he is young, he has an attractive flavor.

Zhu Yunbi smiled slightly, turned around and picked out a long water-red dress, and placed it beside the bed.

"Yunbi!" Zhu Qing opened the door and came in. Seeing her daughter sitting alone in the room, she couldn't help frowning: "Where are the servants?"

"Father, the servants have to celebrate the New Year too!" The little girl smiled slightly, after all she has grown a lot compared to six years ago.

Zhu Qing nodded: "Prepare well, nothing will go wrong at the banquet tomorrow, and your elder brother was selected to perform the Nuo dance this year. This is the honor of our Zhu family!"

Nuo dance, a dance performed to exorcise demons and pray for blessings in the palace compound. Over the years, only princes and heirs of favored ministers have the opportunity to participate. Counting the mansion of the first-class official, the mansion of the second-class uncle, and the family of Da Situ, Da Sima and Da Sikong. No matter how bad he is, he is also the son of the prime minister's family. Now, he is a third-rank servant who shoots Shangshu, and he has such an honor. How can he not be excited?

Zhu Yunbi naturally knew what Daddy meant, and immediately said with a smile: "Don't worry, Daddy."

With her daughter's affirmation, Zhu Qing left satisfied.

In Pingyang Wang's mansion, Feng Junran sat behind the desk, holding a long sword in his hand, and wiped it carefully.

The blade of the sword is cold, with a cold gleam, and it is extremely sharp. The handle is wrapped with gold thread, inlaid with warm suet white jade, and the hands with well-defined joints are just gently pinching the veil, wiping it little by little, like It's like caressing a beloved woman.

Wei You stopped to wait on the side, and couldn't help asking for a while: "Your Highness, you haven't danced the Nuo dance for six years, right?"

You won't forget it as soon as you come on stage this year, right?Then you will lose your adult.

The handsome and indifferent man smiled indifferently, his slender eyes were as black as ink, reflecting the candlelight, shining a little bit of light.

"I really hope to see wisterias in full bloom on New Year's Eve."

See wisteria flowers?

Wei You stopped and looked back consciously. He couldn't see the outside through the closed doors and windows, but he could still imagine how desolate the outside scenery was. Except for the holly, which was still glowing green, everything was decaying. What wisteria flowers can be seen?
"Then what is the prince, about the Nuo dance..."

Feng Junran stopped talking to him, and still wiped his long sword in a good mood.

He has been waiting for six years, and it's okay to wait another year, and the waiting time is long, but it's not boring, isn't it?

The slender eyes narrowed slightly, and a rabbit appeared in his mind, with slender ears, black hair, and a little blush at the end of his eyes. The heart and soul of the hooked people jumped up.

(End of this chapter)