The Emperor's Favorite: Miss Jinghong II

Chapter 39 No wind and no words [2]

I nodded, but there was an unspeakable feeling in my heart. I just quietly let this man who I thought was superior tell me my heart.

At this time, I even began to think of Wan Chenghuan, my eyes were slightly dry, and I couldn't help but lower my head.

Wan Teng Wushuang thought it made me sad by mentioning my sadness, and hurriedly comforted me, "That's not what I meant."

"I know." I quickly interrupted him. I heard from my sister that our parents were gone since we were young. We were raised by our grandfather since we were young. My sister married into the palace at the age of 15. I also separated from my sister for many years.

So we have never felt this kind of family affection.

"I will come here whenever I am sad, so if my sister is unhappy, you can tell the concubine mother, and she will hear." Wan Cheng Wushuang looked at the woman on the wall with a sad expression.

He seemed to want to open up to me, like old friends at first sight.

I went back straight after I came out with Wancheng Wushuang, thinking a lot along the way.

"Eh." My forehead seemed to hit something. I was startled by the patch pattern in front of me. Before I had time to think about it, I hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

"Still so reckless. Get up, it's me." A familiar voice sounded, but I was startled.

"Brother-in-law." I lowered my head, but I still didn't dare to look at him.

"What are you afraid of, I won't eat you." Wan Qiyan suddenly approached, "I heard the girl said that your knees have been feeling unwell recently, and this is three times a day, remember, if you can, don't go to your ancestor's place on weekdays, and take a good rest. "

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left. This was the only time he talked eloquently in such a long time. I was in a daze for a while, and when I looked again, there was only a black figure left.

When he returned to the ear room and was about to open the ointment in his hand, he was taken aback.

"What's the matter, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you miss me?" I looked at Wan Chengyun, who appeared out of nowhere, with a shocked expression on my face, this kid has learned to be elusive.

"What are you doing, return the things to me." I shouted angrily, but I didn't know why I was so nervous.

Wan Chengyun snatched the ointment from my hand, "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Wan Chengyun looked at things and then at me, "As long as you don't come out to scare me, then I'll be fine." Angrily, I grabbed the ointment and put it in my sleeve.

"The old man added two side Fujin to this king, so I came here to tell you about it." He said with a weird smile.

"Tell me why." I didn't want to ignore him, turned around and walked towards the bookshelf.

"What, lady, have you forgotten?" Suddenly a strange voice came.

I was so angry that I really wanted to slap him, but I could only be angry, but I couldn't really slap him. This is in the palace, if it was in the Eight Princes' Mansion, maybe I would have already punched him.

Wan Chengyun drank a cup of tea, we fought for a while, and then he left.

The two daughters of Gilmut's family even pointed them out to Wan Chengyun, and I couldn't understand what the emperor was thinking.

Gilmut is a big family on the grassland, and Gilmut, as the auxiliary minister, has always been the emperor's confidant, and the emperor is afraid that he will not be able to suppress their family's power.

Could it be that Wan Qiyun is not the candidate for the reserve?Or cut off Gilmut's thoughts and steadfastly assisted Wan Chengyun?

Or is it Wan Chengyun's own request?

I watched the brush in my hand drop by drop of ink, scratching on the rice paper, making a pool of water.

To be honest, I don't want Wan Chenghuan to be involved in this endless war for the reserve. My brother-in-law has always been gloomy and the city is extremely deep.But Wan Chengyun, seemingly harmless, is even more treacherous.

As for the third prince, there have been many party members in the court for a long time. Any one of them is a deadly enemy to Wan Chenghuan.

What's more, the eldest grandson of this direct relative is still there, which makes me tremble all over.

(End of this chapter)