Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 203 Zhan's Yuanxuan, Inner Monologue

In the middle of the night, in the study room of Ning Xuan's residence in the capital, candlelight was flickering, and a man in white robe was sitting on a chair. Straight, with a soft nose tip.

This person is Zhan Yuanxuan who has been recuperating in Ningxuan Mansion.

He stared at the book, as if he was reading it seriously, but only he knew that his mind was not on the book at all, and all that appeared in his head was the shadow that he hadn't seen for many days.

I haven't seen her for many days, and I don't know how she is doing now?Qing Ning has not come to report her recent situation to him these days, and she is really worried.

Put down the book, stand up, and walk back and forth, it seems that only in this way can he suppress the impatience in his heart.That's right, he is very impatient now, and really wants to go to the Prime Minister's mansion, and to see her, even just one glance is enough.

He has never been so irritable, it can be said that he has never missed a person so much, so much that he can't wait to run to the prime minister's mansion immediately, to the side of the person he hasn't seen for a long time, even if it is just a short greeting, so It is enough.

He has never been tempted by any woman, he always thought that he would not be tempted by any woman, but for some reason, from the first time he met Murong Jingxue, from the first sentence she said to him, his He had another feeling towards her in his heart, a very strange feeling. He didn't know until later that this feeling was called liking. He liked Murong Jingxue, starting from the second time he met Murong Jingxue.

Before Xiao Shulin met Murong Jingxue, even if he was killed, he would not believe that he would be saved by a woman, and she was also a woman who was said to be a fool.

For so many years, he has been resenting the injustice of heaven, but if these 23 years of injustice can be exchanged for meeting Murong Jingxue, he will be grateful to God, to God, for allowing him to meet Murong Jingxue.

For the past 23 years, he has been living for others, but since meeting Murong Jingxue, for the first time, he wants to live for himself, live well.

"Knock, knock." There was a knock on the door, but Zhan Yuanxuan was still immersed in his thoughts.

The cold-blooded person outside frowned, raised his hand again, and heard three more "Knock Knock Knocks".

There was still no response, as if there was no one in the room, falling into a dead silence.

Leng Xue was a little restless, hurriedly opened the door, and called, "Master, master."

When he saw Zhan Yuanxuan standing under the candlelight, Leng Xue breathed a sigh of relief, "Master."

Zhan Yuanxuan turned around, and when he saw the cold blood at the door, he was slightly startled, "Didn't I ask you to guard outside? Why did you come in without knocking?"

Leng Xue really wants to say, he has been knocking on the door for a long time, it is because you are too engrossed in thinking about things.

After thinking about it, I felt that I shouldn't have said that, "Master, someone is here."

"Just say I'm not here." Zhan Yuanxuan replied casually.

He doesn't want to see anyone now, he just wants to be alone quietly.

"Oh." Cold-bloodedly replied, "Then I'll go and tell Miss Murong."

Zhan Yuanxuan nodded, paused for a moment and seemed to feel something was wrong, and asked urgently, "Cold-blooded, who did you just talk about?"

Cold-bloodedly stopped walking out the door, it was a bit of a reaction, "Miss Murong!"

(End of this chapter)