The daily life of the great devil's favorite wife

Chapter 187 Zhuang Jiang and Gong Ziyu
Outside the Chonghua Palace, the sky was already gloomy.The light rain is mixed with the breeze, like plums when they are yellow, and melancholy is flying.

Zhuang Jiang looked at the splashing water on the ground, looking a little irritable.

Looking up at Gong Ziyu beside her, she was about to speak, but was blocked by an oiled paper umbrella.

"Although you sent me off, as a man, let me hold the umbrella for you."

Gong Ziyu lowered her eyes, her eyes were filled with his unique warmth.Like a light wind and drizzle, it erodes people invisible.

"Actually, if Master Yu doesn't mind being blocked by an umbrella, Zhuang Jiangzi won't mind holding an umbrella for you either."

Zhuang Jiang glanced at Gong Ziyu and smiled.

She wanted to say that she sent it here, but this person was ignorant and insisted on cutting her off.

"It is proper for a man to hold an umbrella for a woman. If Tzuyu asks the princess to hold an umbrella, it will make people laugh."

Seeing Zhuang Jiang's impatience, Gong Ziyu finally stepped up and walked into the rain.

Zhuang Jiang had no choice but to follow.

At this end, Qing Yan also wanted to go forward, but was grabbed by Ming Hu beside him.

Minghu shook his head at her, hoping she would not intervene.

In the rain, Zhuang Jiang followed Gong Ziyu's footsteps towards the palace gate.

The oil-paper umbrella was slightly tilted, and Gong Ziyu seemed to deliberately slow down her pace so that she could keep up smoothly.And gave her more umbrellas.

Zhuang Jiang could clearly feel this delicate tenderness.

"Gong Ziyu, let me see you off from ten miles away, are you just to hold an umbrella for me?"

The corner of her mouth hooked slightly, finally breaking the silence.

Then, Gong Ziyu's footsteps stopped.

He looked back at her, "Aside from holding an umbrella for you, what else can I do? Do you want to persuade you?"

"Don't you want to persuade me?" Zhuang Jiang turned around and faced Gong Ziyu.

In the small space under the umbrella, she met Gong Ziyu face to face for the second time.

The light rain hit the umbrella surface, making a dull sound, just like Gong Ziyu's eyes at this moment, his eyes were heavy.

"Zhuang Jiang, you are wrong." Gong Ziyu shook her head. "I brought you out to observe you. Not to persuade you."

The upward arc of his mouth seemed to be entwined with an ambiguous warmth.He lowered his body and stared at Zhuang Jiang from a height.

"I want to see what sister Zhuang Jiang, who I grew up with, really looks like now."

Facing his gaze, Zhuang Jiang's pupils shrank.She unconsciously took a step back.

Gong Ziyu's every move was gentle to the bone.Like drizzle, pervasive.

"Gong Ziyu, your handsome appearance and gentle voice must have confused many people."

Zhuang Jiang grinned, not caring about the drizzle falling behind him.

"But you want to use this set on me?" With a slight wave of his hand, Zhuang Jiang said, "There is no way."

This trick was used by her to Lai Mo Linyuan.It would be a shame if she fell for it herself.

"Oh?"

Gong Ziyu's hand holding the umbrella bone was slightly tight, but there was no expression on her face.It's just that the original gentleness has been restrained a little.

"You said that I confused many people, and it seems that you are obviously not among them."

"I don't know if it was there before, but now, it's definitely not here."

Zhuang Jiang was sleepy.She didn't want to play tricks with Gong Ziyu anymore.

"You said you didn't want to persuade me because you thought my aunt would persuade me for you, right? But do you think she can persuade me? "

As the person in charge of Prince Gong's Mansion, Zhuang Jiang didn't believe that Gong Ziyu would just stand by and watch him fall to the royal family.

On the surface, this man doesn't eat fireworks, but his heart is probably not much whiter than Mo Linyuan's.

(End of this chapter)