Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 41
"What's the situation?"

Guigu shook off the rainwater from his sleeves, and chuckled, "That's the eldest son of Zhang Shangshu's residence."

Meng Baiyun rummaged around his head, and his tongue was tied up in shock: "The Minister of the Ministry of War, that Zhang Shangshu?"

Guigu nodded.

But Meng Baiyun was confused again: "That big official, even if he overthrew Jingci Temple, it wouldn't cause much trouble, why didn't he help his son find that nun?"

Guigu smiled with regret: "Dead, that girl actually died on the day she got married."

Meng Baiyun felt a dull pain in his heart.

He forced a smile: "It's really pitiful."

I hope that Young Master Zhang will never know the truth for the rest of his life. Sometimes, it is easier for people to live with a share of hatred than with a share of love.

With a heavy heart, Meng Baiyun never noticed that the way back was not to Yancui Village.

When he stood at the door of a familiar mansion, Meng Baiyun was slightly taken aback: "This is not..."

Guigu smiled warmly: "Aren't you going to return the jade pendant? I brought you here, just as you are all wet, and there are no women's clothes in my house, so you can borrow Dai Luo's to wear."

As he spoke, he walked inside familiarly.

Meng Baiyun's heart beat suddenly.

Oh, no, you can't be a nympho, why don't you just meet Zhu Yun.

Walking through the carved corridor, one can hear a long and simple sound of the piano. It seems that a scroll of freehand landscapes is unfolding in front of your eyes.

As he approached, the man playing the piano was sitting on the ground with a lazy posture. Under a bronze mask, his eyes were cold. When facing the wet Meng Baiyun, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"Third Brother, Ms. Meng is here to return your jade pendant, and it happens to be for her to take care of your illness."

"you are sick?"

A big mask covered only one pair of eyes, so Meng Baiyun could only ask.

Guigu chuckled lightly, a bit narrowly: "Same as Uncle Zhang, with a heart attack."

"Hehe, what are you worrying about?"

"Change your clothes first." The voice from under the mask was mellow and magnetic, very haunting.

Meng Baiyun is a face controler, but also a voice controler, or maybe it is Zhuyun's voice controler.

With a sweet smile, she followed the maid and left.

In the pavilion, after the eyes behind the bronze mask watched her leave, their eyes became extremely indifferent, and their tone was as cool as autumn water: "How is it?"

"As the third brother expected."

"Oh, I knew she had this ability."

"Yeah, she's really a strange woman. She sees people in a subtle way and touches people with emotion. No matter how strong her inner defense is, it seems that there is no barrier in front of her to protect her. She can only be caught without a fight."

Long Ao's cold eyes flashed with tenderness for a moment, and soon became exhausted.

"You shouldn't have brought her here today."

His tone was cold, and he couldn't argue with his emotions.

However, Guigu felt the pressure, resisting the pressure and said: "Third brother, she got wet, I was afraid she would be sick, and you just happen to have clothes near you."

"Qiluo is here."

Guigu's always gentle face showed a bit of panic: "Why is she here, then I'll go and take Baiyun away."

Hearing him call Baiyun, seeing the concern in his eyes, Long Aohan's eyes brightened.

"No need."

"But if Qiluo knows that Baiyun is the one that the queen mother gave you as a marriage, don't make a fuss. If she loses her temper and ignores her, I'm afraid it will hurt Baiyun."

Long Aohan raised his hand: "Needless to say, Qiluo has this measure."

Guigu was still worried: "Third brother, I'd better take Baiyun away."

Long Aohan's eyes became colder: "I said no need."

Why does Guigu feel that his third brother is unhappy? It seems that he really shouldn't bring people here today.

In some things, more haste makes waste, especially in the relationship between men and women.

He has never tasted love, so he can't persuade Young Master Zhang.

He didn't even understand what kind of relationship there was between Song Qiluo and Long Aohan.

(End of this chapter)