Rebirth: Remarrying the Emperor's Uncle

Chapter 112 I'm Not a Gentleman (Part )
Seeing the prince's expression, Wei Xiao didn't dare to say anything later.

He could clearly see what the crown prince was thinking, and he had put a lot of thought into Zhaoping County Lord recently.But today, the king of Jin is so powerful, it seems to be declaring his sovereignty over Princess Zhaoping, and he doesn't give the crown prince any face.

This is the first time the crown prince has been tempted by a woman, and he is afraid that he will return home in defeat.

Zhao Chen glanced at him lightly, "If there is anything else, let's talk."

Wei Xiao bit the bullet and reported, "The crown prince asked the humble official to send the clothes to Dingguo Duke's mansion, but Jin Wang's messengers returned them, saying that Jin Wang's mansion would not be short of Zhaoping County Lord's use. Keep honoring your elders."

Zhao Chen's eyes became a little colder, and his face was covered with a layer of frost.

"The king of Jin sent clothes to the Zhaoping county magistrate, what is the reason?"

Wei Xiao couldn't bear the cold and hostile aura around the prince, he adjusted his breathing secretly, Fang said with difficulty, "Go back to the prince, there is no excuse."

"I won't even give you an excuse." Zhao Chen sneered, "The lonely Seventh Emperor Uncle is really not an ordinary person."

Wei Xiao didn't dare to answer.

King Jin is indeed very unusual.

He originally thought that he was the number one guard in the imperial city, and the guards of the princes and nobles' mansions counted as one, and they were not his opponents.

This is also the confidence that the prince only takes him with him every time he goes out.

But that Ye Chang himself had never paid attention to him, but he was able to defeat him easily.What about Luo Ping?

He didn't even dare to think about it.
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After crying and laughing for a while, Han Youning felt extremely happy in his heart, and his steps became light.

She suddenly felt that she was really alive.

Not an empty shell, not a walking corpse.She is a living person, with flesh and blood, emotions, and people who protect her.

After having lunch with Zhao Chengyuan, Han Youning went to the small kitchen.She wants to make glutinous osmanthus cake for Zhao Chengyuan.

Since he wants to eat something hot, she'll make it for him, but she's still a little worried about his body.

Zhao Chengyuan followed behind her and entered the small kitchen.

He stood aside and watched Han Youning busy.

Han Youning saw that he didn't just come over to have a look, but seemed to stay here forever.

She smiled, "A gentleman stays away from the kitchen, my lord."

Zhao Chengyuan took the fine sieve in her hand, sifted glutinous rice flour, and said at the same time, "A gentleman stays away from the kitchen because he can't bear to see the death of animals. Hearing the sound, he can't bear to eat their meat. But outside the kitchen, he eats meat and drinks food." Blood, what a joy, this kind of hypocrite, don't do it."

Han Youning smiled and praised, "The prince is free and easy, and he is a real gentleman."

Zhao Chengyuan shook his head with a faint smile, "Girl, I'm not a gentleman."

How can a person wandering between the world and hell be a gentleman.

How could a person with blood on his hands and countless dead souls under his sword be a gentle and gentle gentleman with boundless romance.

Han Youning looked up at him.

She suddenly remembered that he went up Cangyuan Mountain with a sword in his hand, and that he rushed into the Prince's Mansion with a sword in his hand, covered in blood.

Such a person does not seem to be a gentleman.

That handsome and gentle gentleman is just his perfect mask in front of the world.

She smiled, "Whether you are a gentleman or not, a fairy or a devil, you are my brother."

Zhao Chengyuan pursed his lips and turned his head, seeing a frank smiling face.

This is a very ironic sentence, if there is no second half sentence.

Among the father's children, he is the youngest, but he doesn't have any younger siblings.

He opened his thin lips lightly, "Continue to work."

Looking back, I concentrated on sifting the glutinous rice flour.

Han Youning responded with a smile, he looks like a big brother.

The glutinous rice cakes were steamed, and Han Youning put four out on a plate, and put them on a small table.

I can't give it too much, what should I do if I ask the imperial doctor in the middle of the night?
"My lord, let's eat it while it's hot. It's the most delicious to eat in the kitchen."

"It seems that you often steal food in the kitchen."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled and took a bench and sat down. Seeing four soft little glutinous rice dumplings on the plate, the smile on his face faded, "Only four?"

"Two each."

"Two?" Zhao Chengyuan sighed, "Girl, my body is not that weak."

Han Youning also sighed. After all, no one dared to control him, so he was allowed to do as he pleases.

She took the tone of her grandmother admonishing her, and said earnestly, "The prince is getting older, so he should pay more attention. It is always good to be restrained, so as not to suffer in old age."

Zhao Chengyuan frowned, is he very old?
It's just six years older than her, and if you count carefully, you can still be regarded as the same age.

Speaking of which, Zhao Chen was older, two years older than him.

Thinking of this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, picked up the glutinous osmanthus cake and ate it.

Han Youning moved a small bench and sat beside him, and also took one to eat.

Much like being in the mountains.

"Girl, do you have any scruples, so you are afraid of the prince?" Zhao Chengyuan asked.

Han Youning swallowed the glutinous rice cake, put his arms around his knees, and said nothing.

Even if it is her brother, she can't say it.

Even if you say it, it's useless.

Zhao Chengyuan looked at the small ball of glutinous rice dumpling beside him, and gently persuaded, "He is a man, if you entangle with him, you will inevitably suffer a disadvantage. Listen to me, it must not be so difficult?"

Han Youning shook his head, "I can do it myself, if I need help from the prince, I will tell you."

Zhao Chengyuan looked at her deeply.

What is the secret that made her so tight-lipped.

He sighed and didn't force her any more.

Well, he just had to worry a little more.

Zhao Chengyuan didn't stay any longer, and left with Luo Ping.

Han Youning sent him to the Chuihua Gate, and waited until his figure was out of sight before heading back.

As she walked slowly, every plant and tree in the Duke's Mansion became lovely.

Even the scattered dead leaves on the treetops are particularly lively and gratifying to look at.

Why didn't you pay attention before?

A maidservant in yellow came over to say hello, "County Lord, Madam, please go to Chunhui Hall."

Han Youning walked lightly to Chunhui Hall.

There were only Mrs. Han and Han Qingwan in the room, and the Chunhui Hall became increasingly deserted.

Han Youning greeted perfunctorily, and sat down on the grand teacher's chair beside Mrs. Han without waiting for Mrs. Han to speak.

Ordinarily, the grand master chairs are all for men, and the women are all for brocade stools.

But Han Youning is the head of the county. Although Mrs. Han is depressed, she can't find fault with it.

If there is a disturbance, who knows if his son will suffer again?
Han Rui lost his job, lost his wife, and almost lost his life. Isn't it all the result of messing with this plague god?

Han Youning asked with a smile, "Is that why the old lady is looking for me and staring at me like this?"

She touched her arm, "For some reason, do you feel eerie?"

Mrs. Han became more and more breathless, but she felt that this dead girl suddenly became full of confidence and a lot of arrogance!

Sure enough, he has found the great backer of King Jin!
I don't know what scandalous things I did in private!
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