The wonderful world of fast time travel

After the bruises on his face completely disappeared, it was already evening. As soon as Zheng Ling returned to the Xiangfu guest room, he saw Zhang Jun waiting inside and asked him with a gloomy face, "Where did you go?"

With Li Chengjing's company all day long, Zheng Ling temporarily forgot about Xu Yuan and Feixue, but on the way back, when he was walking quietly alone, he couldn't help but think of them. Tired, after waving his hand to signal the following maids to go out, he said weakly, "I didn't go anywhere."

"Oh..." Zhang Jun sneered, "Did you tell me where you didn't go all day and night?" His eyes were blinded by anger, so that he couldn't see Zheng Ling's listlessness.

"It's up to you" Zheng Ling didn't want to say any more, so he just left the next sentence, then went to the bed and lay down on his back.

Zhang Jun pulled him up, forced Zheng Ling to face him, and looked closely at him, "Answer me."

Zheng Ling said angrily: "I went out with you last night, don't you know where I'm going?"

"Then why did you hang out with Li Chengjing again?"

"I stay with whoever I like, you don't care." Zheng Ling waved his hand away as he spoke.

Zhang Jun was so angry that she raised her hand and wanted to slap him, but she held back in the end.

Zheng Ling smiled when he saw his raised hand.

Due to just pulling, the folding fan that Zheng Ling was wearing fell out, and Zhang Jun picked it up and opened it.

"Who sent it?"

Zheng Ling replied: "I bought it" and stretched out his hand to signal him to return it.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Zhang Jun threw the folding fan out of the window, and said casually: "This kind of junk is not worth much, so it's not a pity to throw it away. If you want it, I'll buy it for you. All ten will do."

Seeing his bad attitude, Zheng Ling calmed down after taking a few deep breaths, then turned over, got out of bed, ran out to pick it up, went back to the room and said, "I like this one."

Zhang Jun pinched Zheng Ling's cheek fiercely, and spoke harshly: "How dare you lie to me that you bought it?"

Zheng Ling struggled to squeeze out two words: "Let go".

Zhang Jun's eyes were ferocious, like a wolf, the kind that would deliver a fatal blow at any time.

Just when Jin Fenghuang couldn't stand it anymore and spread his wings to cast a spell, Zhang Jun let go of Zheng Ling.

Zheng Ling rubbed her cheeks, took a few steps back, and looked coldly at Zhang Jun who was kicking the stool.

Hearing the sound of smashing in the room, the maids outside the door rushed to report to the prime minister's wife in panic.

After a while, Zhang Jun, who was angry, looked at Zheng Ling who was hiding aside, and asked him, "Do you take me seriously?"

Zheng Ling asked back: "Then do you take me seriously?"

Looking at the eyes staring at him, Zhang Jun thought of the scene where he was talking and laughing with Li Chengjing. The anger that had not been completely extinguished suddenly surged up again, and his clenched fists were clenched even tighter. He was furious. He blurted out: "After a night of tossing around, I think you must be enjoying yourself."

Zheng Ling said intentionally: "It's so much fun." He knew that he shouldn't provoke him with words at this moment, but he really couldn't hold back his breath, so why should he just hold back.

"You—" Zhang Jun raised his right hand and wanted to hit him again.

Zheng Ling sneered: "Why, only state officials are allowed to set fire?"

Zhang Jun laughed back angrily: "Okay, very good."

Not to be outdone, Zheng Ling said, "Please recognize clearly that this is the capital city and the prime minister's mansion, not the Gancheng Zhang mansion where you can do whatever you want."

Zhang Jun raised her eyebrows and said sarcastically, "You think I'm afraid?"

Zheng Ling threw his sleeves behind his back and said sharply, "You can try it."

Zhang Jun stared at Zheng Ling, and Zheng Ling met him.

When the situation was on the verge of breaking out, the prime minister's wife who rushed over hurriedly called out with a gentle smile, "Yuan'er."

Hearing the prime minister's wife's voice, Zheng Ling let go of all her arrogance and walked out. First she greeted her, and then said, "Mother, why are you here?"

The prime minister's wife poked his forehead with her fingers pretending to be angry, and blamed him: "I haven't asked you about your late night, but you asked about me first."

Zheng Ling rubbed his forehead, which didn't hurt at all, and said, "Mother, didn't Brother Zhan send someone to tell you that I'm with him?"

How could the prime minister's wife not know?But I still want to warn: "This is not an example."

Zheng Ling agreed with a smile: "I will not be an example."

Looking at Zhang Jun who came out, the prime minister's wife said with a smile: "It's better that Jun'er and Yuan'er have a good relationship, staying here for a few hours is not too boring, now that Yuan'er is back, you can rest assured. Then he told Zheng Ling: "You don't know how much Jun'er cares about you. He came back last night and saw that you didn't come back, so he hurriedly took the boys out to look for you, until Zhanzhi came to tell you In his mansion, Jun'er was willing to come back now, but she was worried, and brought someone to bring you back to the mansion overnight, and when you arrived at the Shangshu mansion, if Zhanzhi hadn't said that you were already asleep, how could you do anything wrong? Are you back now?"

Zheng Ling didn't expect this episode to happen.But since he knew, why did he ask him that just now?

Seeing her son bowing her head, the prime minister's wife knew that her son had listened to her words, and said: "What you listened to is just a few words, but how do you know how long Jun'er has been running around for you last night, and you are not happy Thank you guys so much.”

Zheng Ling felt ashamed, but recalled the tension between the two of them just now, and Zhang Jun's attitude towards him made him very annoyed, so he couldn't help hesitating.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun turned her face away and left.

Seeing him leave, Zheng Ling looked back at the prime minister's wife after a while.

The prime minister's wife turned her head slightly and signaled him with her eyes.

Zheng Ling understood and hurriedly chased after her.

The prime minister's wife shook her head with a smile, feeling: It's good to be young, you can write everything on your face, you don't need to hide it.

After chasing to the original bedroom, Zheng Ling looked at the tightly closed door and wandered outside, hesitating what to say, but before he could make up his mind, the door was opened from the inside, Zhang Jun stood sullenly, The other side said: "What are you doing here?"

Zheng Ling scratched the back of his head, lowered his head and made an excuse: "I'm here to get something." After finishing speaking, he heard a sneer from the opposite side.

"Leave quickly after taking it." Zhang Jun stepped aside.

Zheng Ling followed in, pretending to search here and there.

After a cup of tea, Zhang Jun seemed to have run out of patience and asked him, "Did you find it?"

Zheng Ling opened a cabinet casually, took out something from it, and said, "Oh, I found it... I found it..." But his eyes rolled continuously, thinking about how to keep it.

Zhang Jun chased him away: "If you find it, get out quickly."

Zheng Ling closed the cabinet slowly, and slowly moved small steps.

Zhang Jun snorted again.

When passing by Zhang Jun, Zheng Ling was still thinking about how to make him forgive herself, but Zhang Jun said lightly: "I will leave for Gancheng tomorrow morning."

Zheng Ling turned his head to look, and hurriedly said, "You can't go."

Jin Fenghuang was also in a hurry: "Yes, we must not let him go. If he is gone, what should we do with our mission?"

Zhang Jun smiled lightly: "Why, is it possible that you want to use the power of your Xiangfu?"

"I didn't mean that. Anyway, you can't go." It had nothing to do with the mission, Zheng Ling really didn't want him to go back so soon, and didn't want the two of them to be strangers from now on.

"Why can't I go? Anyway, I'm in your way here, so you don't have to make up tricks to lie to me in the future."

Zheng Ling said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Zhang Jun left the beginning: "You don't need to apologize to me, I'm meddling in my own business, and besides, you are the son of a high-ranking prime minister, and I'm just the son of a mere magistrate, and I can't afford it."

"When have I ever been?"

"Why? Who was it that deliberately lied to me just now?"

Zheng Ling couldn't argue: "I was wrong about this matter, I just don't want to have unnecessary disputes again."

Zhang Jun smiled: "To you, I'm a vexatious person, right?"

Meeting his eyes, Zheng Ling didn't want to lie to him, but didn't know what to say, so he glanced away again and remained silent.

"It turns out that you have always looked at me like this, and I am in vain..." Zhang Jun swallowed the words after that, "I shouldn't have come to this capital." The boy I brought came in to organize my luggage.

Seeing the situation develop like this, Zheng Ling felt that he was very useless and couldn't handle anything well.