Distressed wife

Chapter 642
She remembered that in her previous life, she seemed to have followed Leng Hanfeng to the manor, and accidentally went to an attic, which was exactly the same as the south attic. She remembered the last time Jun Qianhao took her to the manor, which seemed to be the same as Leng Hanfeng in her previous life. The manor that took her to was different.

She looked up at him, "Do all your manors have attics like this?"

"There are only three places." Jun Qianhao immediately sat down, and an attendant entered, and retreated after serving tea.

Mu Ziyan sat down gracefully, raised her eyes and looked around, although they were the same, they were also different, she thought carefully about the attic, and then looked at the attic in front of her, full of doubts.

Jun Qianhao looked at her as if she was in deep thought, so he didn't bother, but sat across from her with a smile and looked at her.

It was only after Mu Ziyan regained consciousness that she realized the difference. It was all because of the screen and the paintings hanging on the wall.

She raised her eyes to look at the screen in front of her, and then walked around the screen to look at the calligraphy hanging on the wall inside, thinking carefully about the painting she had seen in her previous life. The woman in it was wearing a light yellow dress, looking at her face. Childish, just hides the specific appearance, a little dreamy.

And the woman in the painting in the attic where Jun Qianhao took her there should be Jun Qianhao's deceased mother and concubine. The orchid was embroidered on the screen, and the begonia embroidered on the screen here was from the previous life. The screen in the pavilion where I entered is embroidered with plum blossoms.

Doubt flashed across her eyes, "You just said that there are three attics, what about the third one?"

"The third place is in the western suburbs." Jun Qianhao looked at Mu Ziyan and said, "But I rarely go there."

"Oh." Mu Ziyan lowered her eyes and fell silent for a moment, "Then what's the difference between the screen on it and the paintings on the wall?"

"The screen and the painting haven't been put up yet." Jun Qianhao looked at Mu Ziyan and said.

"Didn't put it up?" Mu Ziyan was silent for a moment, but felt strange. She thought carefully that when she went there unintentionally, it should be the third year after she married Leng Hanfeng, and there are still five years left. Year, so it is.

However, this matter left doubts in her heart. She always felt that when she suddenly saw the attic in front of her and remembered the attic she had undoubtedly broken into in her previous life, there must be some connection between it. After all, the manor Jun Qianhao took her to Inside, she saw the attic and didn't think of it.

Seeing her staring at the painting, Jun Qianhao stepped forward and said, "I made this painting three years ago."

"Oh." Mu Ziyan raised her eyes and looked at it. It was a beautiful landscape painting, which was a little more heroic and unrestrained, which reflected Jun Qianhao's inner heroism and ambition.

She turned to look at him, "No wonder you don't let outsiders in."

"Since the attic was built, you were the first to come in." Jun Qianhao looked at her and said.

"I know." Mu Ziyan nodded in response. Mu Ziyan knew that the attic was a forbidden place. Even in the previous life, Zhong Xuan was extremely favored, and Jun Qianhao never let Zhong Xuan enter the attic. .

Mu Ziyan still didn't understand what kind of person Jun Qianhao was, and did he hide many secrets in his previous life?Otherwise, why would there be so many variables in this life.

Jun Qianhao said with a low smile, "It seems that you also know something about me."

"Know yourself and know your enemy and you can fight a hundred battles." Mu Ziyan said with a low smile, "If you want to defeat your opponent, you must first understand your opponent."

"It's not bad that you regard me as an opponent." Jun Qianhao has rarely been so frank with others, but now he has let go of his guard.

Mu Ziyan is very clear about the rules of the game in this era. Compared with the world she has seen, the world here is full of superiority and inferiority. She can't show her strength too much, let alone expose all her abilities. Come out, she can deal with her opponent so calmly, but she can't confront him openly at this time.

Before she has enough ability to fight back, she must hold back her edge and recharge her energy.

She smiled lightly, "Where am I resting?"

"There are guest rooms upstairs." Jun Qianhao continued.

"Oh." Mu Ziyan nodded slightly, got up and went up to the second floor. There are not many rooms, but they are very elegant, and the style is naturally different.

"How?" Jun Qianhao followed slowly. In the attic, there was no difference between men and women, and there were not too many restraints.

Mu Ziyan turned her eyes to look at him, "Maybe you can be your true self only here."

"En." Jun Qianhao nodded, "This is my pure land."

Mu Ziyan walked along the long corridor to the innermost room, and after pushing open the door, she saw a Babu bed, a square couch, a complete set of four treasures of the study, and a few very artistic calligraphy hanging on the wall , not like the luxurious bedroom in the palace in the distance, but like a bamboo house secluded outside the mountain.

Mu Ziyan walked to the window, opened the window and saw a green lake in front of her, she blinked, and then remembered that there was a clear lake not far from the Third Prince's Mansion, no wonder.

Jun Qianhao did not miss all of Mu Ziyan's expressions, and stood aside, waiting for her to turn her eyes, "How?"

"The view is wide and the scenery is beautiful." Mu Ziyan leaned on the mullion, stretched out her hand, and a fallen leaf happened to be blown by the wind. She pinched the leaf and looked down.

A gust of breeze came slowly, rolling up her soft blue hair, the hem of her skirt was fluttering with the wind, her eyes were indifferent but yet sparkling, making people intoxicated.

Jun Qianhao stood quietly at the side, who said that all women are soft and charming, the woman in front of her is elegant and elegant, she does not have an elegant and refined air, but she is not elegant.

Mu Ziyan spread her palms, the fallen leaves were blowing away with the wind, she turned her eyes and happened to bump into Jun Qianhao's obsessed eyes, she raised her eyebrows past him, and walked out.

Jun Qianhao knew that he had lost his composure, so he turned around and followed. The two of them had no more communication, so they entered the hall downstairs together.

"Are you going to deal with Zhong Xuan?" Mu Ziyan asked bluntly after taking her seat.

"Yes and no." Jun Qianhao said lightly.

Mu Ziyan raised her eyebrows, and then said, "It's just that you let me come, those people may not be caught."

"That depends on how you cooperate." Jun Qianhao looked at Mu Ziyan and said.

"Why should I cooperate with you?" Mu Ziyan asked with raised eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)