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The small pavilion by the lake is where Zhao Hehuan and Wang Zheng meet. The evening breeze practice by the lake is sparsely populated. Because it is summer, there is still a frog sound, and the lotus flowers blooming in the lake are more distinctive than the chrysanthemum artificially cultivated on the head of the small county.

When the little master saw Wang Zheng, it was like seeing his father. He ran over and ran to the front of Wang Zheng. He raised his head and asked, "Uncle Wang Zheng, you are carrying I met other women, and I was still in such a secret private meeting. I could n’t bear the face of the master of the county. I could n’t bear it anymore. ”

After finishing the questioning, the small county master Zhao Hehuan just walked to Wang Zheng ’s seat and sat down. Hearing this at first glance, he could not help crying and laughing, his face slightly embarrassed. Wang Zheng hugged her and looked at Zhao Hehuan with deep meaning in his eyes. He is also a man who has never experienced marriage, and his face is still a little blushing. But relatively speaking, he is also more calm than Shan Jingyuan.

Zhao Hehuan saw this with a slight sigh in his heart. In the end it is the sister-in-law of the great family of Prime Minister's House, this kind of temperament can't catch up with Jing Rong. How blind was the original owner before he gave up Wang Zheng and plunged into Jingrong's arms. Wang Zheng's feeling is the atmosphere and tolerance, and getting along with him will not make people feel embarrassed, and he is always keeping the wind of gentleman. It is not the gentleman that Jing Rong deliberately pretends to be, but the gentleman's temperament that comes out of his bones.

Zhao Hehuan sat down and nodded towards Wang Zheng as a sign. Seeing Wang Zheng's real person at this time, Zhao Hehuan also felt that it was no difficult matter to marry him. Even if you don't have love, you can at least raise your eyebrows like a friend. Better than marrying Jing Rong. If Wang Zheng's body is better, it will be more perfect.

However, although Wang Zheng's body is not very good, but his temperament is easy to make people forget that his body is not good. The atmosphere is strong and stubborn, and it is a convincing temperament; contrary to Jing Rong, Jing Rongming is very good, but still pretends to be a weak look, as if abandoned by the world It is extremely hypocritical.

Although Zhao Hehuan came over to meet Wang Zheng, in the end, the small master was chattering and talking, and the two adults were just listening and not expressing their opinions. In order to be able to have such a decent son-in-law, Mother Zhao has disregarded her daughter's reputation. Zhao Hehuan can only be helpless. When a woman reaches a certain age, she just wants to be a matchmaker. Helpless.

Until the palace banquet later, Zhao mother came over to call her daughter back. When I came to see my daughter and Wang Zheng get along with each other, I was so happy that I couldn't see my teeth. It seems that she is very satisfied with her son-in-law. On the way back to the house, he asked Zhao Hehuan what he had said to Wang Zheng. Zhao Hehuan could only obtain temporary silence from real recruiting.

And the end from the real recruitment is that half a month after the palace banquet, Zhao mother either ran to the prime minister's house, or the prime minister's wife ran into the house, the two were exchanging the feelings of relatives who had not yet formed. Zhao Hehuan can only play by himself in the boudoir. Zhao Hehuan has to spend at least his whole life here, so it ’s okay to learn some things from this era first.

So, during the half-month period when no one was bothering, Zhao Hehuan asked his maid to find some books about this era, at least to have some understanding of this era. She used to be a modern person. She was also a half-solution to these ancient red tapes. She was good at learning. There are many tasks to be done in the future.

While reading a book, Zhao Hehuan can occasionally hear his maidservant talking about the great achievements of His Royal Highness, the emperor is old, and he intends to abdicate. So the crown prince came to the throne in these few days, and Zhong Yonghou, as the emperor's cronies, naturally had to assist him. So for several days in succession, Zhong Yonghou was basically busy enough to stay on the ground. Zhao Qian was sent out to perform tasks for a month. Before leaving, he hurried over to say goodbye to Zhao Hehuan. For the past few days, Zhao Hehuan has been extremely comfortable, no one came to her, she is also happy.

If the system is not coming every day and nagging to remember that the task has not been completed, Zhao Hehuan ’s life will be more comfortable.

The comfortable days are always easy to pass, Zhao Hehuan feels that the time has disappeared in the blink of an eye. She was gambling while relaxing, and Jing Rong would come over to find her soon. Because looking at the entire court, only Zhongyonghou Mansion can turn him around. If he can hold Zhongyonghou Mansion in his hand, then he will be more likely to win the throne. Now that the crown prince's enthronement is a matter of hardship, he can't sit still.

Since the little master disdains him so much, he naturally knows that if the prince ascends the throne, his ending will not be too good. Although there are no worries about life, they will live extremely dismal and have no power. For him, power is more important than life, and he cannot give up. So Zhao Hehuan bet that he should come over soon. For his power, he will definitely shoot.

No wonder, Jing Rong could n’t wait to shoot in his previous life. It turned out that he was afraid that everything would be a foregone conclusion. He was worried that his power would be lost. As expected, Jing Rong came.

In a quiet night. Zhao Hehuan was reading a book quietly under candlelight. Jing Rong appeared in black. Zhao Hehuan heard a little voice. The dark guard who protects her comes out to block. Zhao Hehuan waved his hand, suggesting that they would go back first. As soon as the dark guard retreated to the dark place, Jingrong appeared.

Zhao Hehuan has long shielded the maid beside her. Under the candlelight, only her beautiful face flickers, and beauty is nothing. Jing Rong had no intention of appreciating her. After all, he was already in a very tense state at this time. Where did he get his energy to admire a strange woman?

But since I thought of getting help from Zhongyonghou, the safest way is to marry. Zhao Hehuan sat down so calmly, like seeing an old friend for many years, instead of asking him to sit down, he poured a cup of tea and waited indifferently for him to sit in front of him.

Jingrong couldn't decide what she meant, but she couldn't care about so much at this time. Immediately changed to affectionate mode, looked at her deeply, and said: "Huaner, I ... I have been deeply in love with you since I saw you ten years ago. ~ May you be the queen, let your mother be the best in the world? "

Although Zhao Hehuan knew that Jing Rong came to mobilize her. But I did not expect Jingrong to be so direct. He gave him a surprised look, and said nothing. Instead, System Jun has been nagging in her mind: I have seen shameless, never saw shameless. Speaking so straightforwardly, it sounds like the real thing. Who is rare in your position as the queen, the queen is not as honorable as it is now.

Zhao Hehuan agrees. Zhongyong Hou Mansion is the richest man in the world, Zhong Ming Ding Shi, not comparable to the Royal Palace. What's more, the queen has to get along well with the concubine. She didn't mean to brush off Jingrong directly, after all, it was not so boring to end so easily. Is not it? What's more, Zhao Hehuan can't remember seeing Jing Rong ten years ago.

Zhao Hehuan thought a lot, and Jing Rong's hand was reaching out to her, wanting to know her answer. The atmosphere was awkward for a while. When Zhao Hehuan recovered, he put the teacup in Jingrong's hand, and despite his loss, he said unwillingly, "Hehuan knows that he is not a mother of the world, nor I dare to hope to be able to enter the emperor's family. As for the five princes said the king is in the world. Hehuan has never heard what he can do. Hehuan only hopes that Zhongyonghou can also be glorified for at least five generations. "

The voice fell, although Jing Rong was a little lost, but when he heard the last sentence of Zhao Hehuan, it seemed to mean something in seconds. So he smiled meaningfully at her, and promised that Zhongyong Hou Mansion would still be able to flourish for five generations. He said some reassuring words to her, watching the night was deep, and got up to leave.

and Zhao Hehuan looked at his back meaningfully and smiled disdainfully. Prosperity can indeed continue, as for whether you are the emperor, it is another matter.

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