Those Years In Quest Of Honour Mine

Lin Si grew up with Zhong Wan since he was a child, and he didn't know everything about his thoughts, but he could always guess one or two points. He looked up at Zhong Wan and used sign language: Is the master worried for the little Prince Yu?

That's why I forcibly put Yu She's life experience on King Ning and convinced myself to stay?

Zhong Wan didn't speak.

When King Ning was framed back then, Lord Yu did his best, Zhong Wan shouldn't worry about Yu She.

Lin thought for a while, and gestured: When the accident happened, Prince Yu was only a teenager, and he didn't intervene, so the master didn't need to feel sorry for the king.

Zhong Wan rubbed her eyebrows and whispered, "I can tell."

Although Lin Si was also bought into Prince Yu’s Mansion at the time, he had been feeding horses outside the second gate. He didn’t know much about Zhong Wan and Yu She inside. He thought about it and asked directly: the master and Prince Yu back then, Have you ever been in love?

Zhong Wan choked.

"No..." Zhong Wan smiled, "Don't you believe those rumors too? Nothing."

Lin Si looked at Zhong Wan in confusion and didn't understand.

I haven't settled on the relationship, so why worry about Yu She now?

"he……"

Zhong Wan leaned on the head of the bed with her arm in her pillow, and said leisurely, "Before...Although I was a classmate with him for a few years, but for three years, he had hardly spoken."

"I don't want to cause trouble to the prince, and I never deal with those people, except that it's okay to fight each other with the four princes Xuan Jing, and I have nothing to do with others."

"The fifth prince Xuan Qiong has a black heart, and always wants to play tricks on me. I can't look down on him... Yu She is Xuan Qiong's cousin. The two are of the same faction, so I naturally stay away."

The fifth prince Xuanqiong's mother concubine is Yu Guifei and the younger sister of Yu Wangye.

Zhong Wan rubbed her sore neck, "Speaking of which, I was also confused at the beginning. He didn't have a relationship with me, and he didn't have a three-point friendship with Xuan Jing. How could he take so much effort to buy me? go with?"

Lin Silue thought about it, and said straightforwardly: That is to admire you, or think about the unclean things.

"Neither, really." Zhong Wan shook his head, "He left me in their other yard and ignored me. I lost it for three months. After a long time, it was probably caused by the housekeeper of his other yard. I'm annoyed, so I live here."

Lin Si puzzled: Annoyed by the housekeeper?

Zhong Wan wanted to laugh or not, and coughed again.

"I lay in the other yard for half a month. After I was able to get out of bed, of course I had to run... Hidden in a big bucket containing food waste and wanted to be transported out, or pretended to be a servant and slipped out of the corner door. They all went to find a place to overturn the wall... There was no one from the master’s house in his other yard. The servants in one yard just looked at me. The butler was afraid that I would run away. He stared at me day and night and kept walking. Move a chair to the side of my bed and sit on the chair and stare at me."

Zhong Wan coughed twice and smiled, "I'll just ask the old housekeeper..."

The young Zhong Wan was lying on the bed, quietly, looking harmless to humans and animals.

Only the old housekeeper knew what it was. After three months, Zhong Wan didn’t want to run out for a moment. The housekeeper persuaded me: Master, you are already a slave, even if you go out, there is no way to lead the papers. You can't even get out of the city. You can't buy a house or land in this life. You can only hide wherever you go.

Zhong Wanxin is nonsense, the laws of this dynasty, I can't know better than you.

The housekeeper was so annoyed that he had no patience, and even frightened him: Master, our son is holding your deed. If you run away, the son will be able to catch you back in less than a day if you run away. , This runaway rebel slave is going to be tattooed by the government, do you know the tattoo?

Zhong Wan didn't care at all, and said coldly: "I am a man, and my face is ruined when he is ruined, and the saving is so memorable!"

The old butler was anxious: "Tattooing is a lifetime thing, how can you not care about your face..."

The young Zhong Wan was inexplicable: "I'm shameless, butler!!! I've gotten into this one?! Even more face?"

The old housekeeper was out of breath.

The two quarreled for a whole day, and it was night. The old housekeeper thought that Zhong Wan might be able to stop for a while. Just about to squint in the chair for a while, Zhong Wan suddenly started talking.

"Uncle Feng." Zhong Wan was not sleepy, looking at the top of the bed tent, "Let's talk about it."

Steward Feng: "..."

Steward Feng cursed this unconscious person in his heart, and said with a hard-working spirit: "What are you talking about?!"

The young Zhong Wan said calmly: "Let's talk about Lingci."

Steward Feng was stunned to realize that his old lady had been molested, and he immediately violent and wanted to do something with Zhong Wan.

"Quite your anger, calm your anger, what are you anxious about?" Young Zhong Wan begged for mercy, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong... Calm down! You really can't get angry at your age, sit down! Sit down... "

Steward Feng's angry beard turned up, and sat down with his back, and didn't want to pay attention to him anymore. After half a stick of incense, when he was about to get confused, Zhong Wan suddenly said, "Uncle Feng, do you have a wife?"

Steward Feng was full of suffocation, "The cheapness is still there."

Zhong Wan nodded, "Are you and your wife in harmony?"

Steward Feng was at a loss. It was at night... Why did he talk to a half-older child about himself and his wife?

Steward Feng looked back at Zhong Wan, "What's so good? Does this matter have anything to do with the young master?"

Zhong Wan was very calm: "Of course."

Steward Feng caught fire, "Then Master Zhong...what does it have to do with you?"

"In the middle of the night, the third watch, you and me." Zhong Wan pointed to himself, and then to Steward Feng, "Being in the same room, I will worry that you are going to guard and steal, while I'm asleep, let me go."

Steward Feng was completely mad, and stood up and furiously said: "I am fifty-four this year! Grandson is about the same age as you! Me and you...I, I and I..."

"Don't be angry..." Zhong Wan was afraid to make him angry, so he hurriedly persuaded him, "I just said it is possible! It's just possible... I'm afraid you will not be able to control my sleeping face at night when you look at me. Live, you accidentally cause bitter fruit, you are a family member, and I also want to protect your family as a jade, if we two get better, it will not only destroy the relationship between you and your wife, but also cause you to lose your job. I am Could not bear……"

Steward Feng, who listened to him, swore a curse and swore to the sky and painted the earth in anger, and his angry face turned purple.

"Quiet my anger... I was wrong. I was with you day and night and thought of you differently, not you, not you." Zhong Wan hurriedly apologized, "I have treated a gentleman like a villain, I Apologize for you."

Zhong Wan got out of bed and poured a cup of tea for Steward Feng himself.

Steward Feng drank it, and it took a while to get his breath out.

Zhong Wan lay down, and Steward Feng sat down again.

After half an hour, Steward Feng vaguely felt sleepy, Zhong Wan said again: "I thought for a moment, I said too much, sorry, Steward Feng, you are a good person."

Steward Feng: "..."

The young Zhong Wan looked out the window and said quietly, "Look, the moonlight is very good tonight."

Steward Feng got goose bumps.

Zhong Wan said to herself: "Our atmosphere is also very harmonious now."

Steward Feng feels that he is not so sleepy and crazy...Where is the harmony?

Zhong Wan said seriously: "So I sing a song for you?"

Steward Feng looked at Zhong Wan numbly.

Zhong Wan said shyly: "I was going to be bought as an actor, so I was in prison...I prepared it in advance."

Steward Feng was full of desolation, wondering whether he should praise him for taking precautions.

"Then I will start."

Zhong Wan cleared his throat and patted the bed board lightly, "I have passed the door... I committed a white skirt... I'm dead... the head of the house..."

"Shut up!!!" Steward Feng was furious, "Sing this to the master! Are you looking for death?!"

"Can't it?" Zhong Wan regretted, "but I'm a monk halfway...only singing the little widow to the grave."

Manager Feng shook his hands in anger: "You...stop singing."

Zhong Wan nodded: "Okay, don't be angry, I just want to sing a tune to make you sleep."

"Stop talking! I can sleep by myself!!!"

Zhong Wan promised, holding up three fingers and swearing to the sky: "I will shut up."

Steward Feng was angry and sat down again.

Zhong Wan did what he said and didn't really say a word this time.

After half an hour, Steward Feng, who had been tossing for a day and staying up the middle of the night, slept to death.

The young Zhong Wan, whose eyes were scorching, had not been asleep, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up and sat up.

"I'm sorry..."

Zhong Wan didn't dare to wear shoes, so he walked out gently with bare feet, and escaped the other courtyard that night.

Of course, he was caught back before dawn.

Zhong Wan was held in the hall of the other courtyard, still playing bachelor: "Isn't it just a tattoo? Whatever! Even if I have tattoos on this face, there are many young ladies who want to marry me!"

Steward Feng chased him all night. He was already tired and half-dead now, and said with anger, "Aren't you afraid? Okay, okay...you wait, you wait a while."

Zhong Wan waited, half an hour later, he waited for Yu She.

Zhong Wan knelt on the ground, knowing it was over at the first sight of Yu She.

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