Famous Boudoir Conspiracy: Daughter of Concubine Married for Second Time and Abandoned Her Husband

Chapter 295 Where are you going

Ji Han lowered his eyes and smiled softly, "No need, those things are what she always loves, it's good that they have been delivered to her, is she... okay?"

"Zijin is fine." After speaking, An Zipei looked into his eyes, and finally asked: "I heard that when Zijin went to Ji's house, his grandmother had intentionally promised Zijin to you, is there such a thing?" ?”

Ji Han said sternly: "Now these things are only related to her reputation, Ji Han dare not comment."

"That's all, I'm confused, when will you leave Luoyang?"

Ji Han smiled warmly, "The carriage is ready, and I have to go back to have dinner with my grandmother. She has a bit of typhoid recently."

An Zipei nodded, "It's time for grandma to have a good time, and I'll send someone to send you off."

Ji Han answered with lowered eyes, then turned and left. All he could do for her were these innocuous things. From then on, he had no position to ask her how she was doing. The best thing to do was to stay away from her. Let yourself think about it.

"Master, are you leaving? It looks like it's going to snow today, so it's better to hurry up."

The carriage was parked far away diagonally opposite to the Treasure Pavilion, and the Treasure Pavilion has taken on a completely new look.

Ji Han raised the curtain of the car with his hand and looked at the opposite shop, thinking of seeing An Zijin standing here at that time, the small man was so imposing, he smashed the shop without any explanation.

"Grandpa?"

Ji Han's smile froze, he looked away, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

The carriage ran quickly, and soon left Luoyang City.

At this moment in Qingtong Courtyard, An Zijin stood under the corridor and watched Fuling and Mujin in the courtyard playing with a hydrangea covered with gold and silver threads. The hydrangea was made by her grandmother when she was a child. The one that despises oneself is too ordinary.

"Miss, I really don't dare to kick it anymore, it's covered with gold and silver threads, it's too precious." Mu Jin walked back with the ball in her arms.

Fu Ling smiled and said, "This ball was sent by the young master on Miss's birthday..."

"Ji Han?" An Zijin was startled, "Isn't this from my grandmother?" She remembered that she was asking for it, so her grandmother gave the hydrangea to herself.

Fu Ling hesitated for a moment, "That's right, the Eldest Young Master sent someone to deliver it, I remember it was Sister Mingyue who sent it..." She suddenly stuck out her tongue, "I forgot, Sister Mingyue said, Daddy The young master is not allowed to tell the young lady that it was given by him."

An Zijin frowned and looked at the hydrangea. At that time, Ji Han was a boy of few words. Even his grandmother praised him for his calmness. Would he do it just for a joke of his own?

The memories about Ji Han are far away, and she was hidden in the corner of his heart in Ji's house, no matter what, his life has returned to the track of his previous life, he will marry Yu Yixue, and his life will be safe.

She smiled softly, "Put this ball away properly. It's so precious that you really shouldn't play around with it. If you want to play with it, you can make another one. Anyway, it's fine now."

Seeing the tall figure slowly approaching behind the lady, Fu Ling covered her mouth and said, "Is it all right? I can't see it."

Mu Jin didn't say anything, and said with a smile: "Miss, I'm afraid I won't be able to make hydrangea for a while."

Before An Zijin could speak, she heard footsteps behind her. She turned her head subconsciously, and it was indeed Gu Jing who was smiling slightly standing behind her.

"Miss, I remembered that the medicine should be pasted!" Fu Ling ran away after saying that.

Mu Jin smiled and said: "This girl is really forgetful, that medicine needs to be added with another medicine, Miss, Duke, I will take my leave first!"

An Zijin shook his head helplessly and smiled, then turned to Gu Jing and said, "It's been so long, what did my father say to you?"

Gu Jing held her hand, frowned and said, "Why are your hands so cold? It's cold outside, let's go inside."

An Zijin also knew that he had no way to beat Gu Jing in these aspects, so he had nothing to say when he frowned, so he had no choice but to be brought into the room by him.

"Father-in-law asked me how I am at chess." Gu Jing checked the temperature of the teapot, then poured her a glass of water and handed it to her, "Warm your hands first."

An Zijin was a little amused, "My father wants to test your chess skills?" After she finished speaking, she realized the title Gu Jing used, and immediately blushed.

Gu Jing loved her so much, looked at her with a smile, "Of course I lost."

An Zijin didn't believe it, "Cheng Hanlin once said that when you were studying, you were excellent in poetry, calligraphy, piano and chess. Then you are used to marching in battle, how could you lose to my father in chess? My father's chess is mediocre. "

Gu Jing's smile grew stronger, and when she saw that the cup was shaking when she moved, she quickly reached out to stabilize the cup, and squeezed her hand tightly, "Zi Jin, your intelligence is inferior to mine this time, and you haven't married yet. Going back to Madam will offend Yue Zhang, this is a failure to pay for Madam and break the army."

"You..." An Zijin was about to withdraw her hand in embarrassment, the cup shook violently, and Gu Jing simply hugged her on her lap, only then did she feel that the person in her arms was much quieter and more docile.

An Zijin couldn't break free and was afraid that the glass of water would really spill over, so he frowned and stared at him, "Gu Jing, what are you doing?"

Gu Jing took down the cup in her hand, buried her head in the hollow of her shoulder, and said in a tired voice, "Zijin, let me rest for a while."

An Zijin's heart tightened. During this period of time, Gu Jing often accompanied her, and she almost thought that Gu Jing was very leisurely. Now she remembered, how could this Duke who would shake Luoyang City really? So much leisure?
"Gu Jing..."

Gu Jing stretched out his hand to cover his lips, the soft touch made him reluctant to withdraw his hand, "I will leave the city in an hour."

An Zijin was startled, before she could take away Gu Jing's finger, Gu Jing had already raised her head.

Looking at her frowning eyebrows, Gu Jing felt distressed, forced her to get close to her with her hands, and then smoothed her eyebrows with her lips. The two crescent moons should be beautiful, but they are always cold and dignified. How could she bear the weight?

"Zijin, take good care of yourself. I will definitely come back on New Year's Eve. I will not forget what I promised my mother." His lips slid all the way down, and the hot temperature seemed to melt An Zijin, melting her into a pool of spring water, flowing When he broke his lips.

"Where are you going..." An Zijin finally said these words, and then his lips were blocked by him.

Unlike the last time when the two of Yunyan Temple were entangled in the stream, Gu Jing was almost driven crazy by her. She just wanted to be presumptuous for a while, and just wanted to imprint his own marks on her lips.

This time, Gu Jing lowered her lips very lightly, tracing the line of her lips lightly, feeling the temperature of her lips, until the little man subconsciously reached out and wrapped his arms around his neck.

When the Gu family let her go, they saw her misty eyes, and they panicked for a moment, and asked anxiously, "Did I hurt you?"

An Zijin gave him a push, and immediately jumped down while he lost his mind, pursing his lips as if in reproach, "It's always messing around."

Gu Jing chuckled lightly, then lowered her head in recollection.

"I haven't said yet, where are you going?" An Zijin stared at his handsome profile, and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)