C6

Madam Gongsun was in menopause. How could she hear those words? She pinched the handkerchief in her hand tightly as if she was about to tear it apart. She said in despair, "What can I do? That little bitch is the only descendant of the old master."

Yun Qi's eyes glinted with gloom. "Everyone has their share of good fortune. Even if uncle were to end up without a son, he wouldn't be able to do anything."

When Gongsun heard this, her eyes flashed with a sharp light.

Three days later, Zhao Zhizhan left the manor.

His departure caused the uncertain harem to grow increasingly restless. The dark currents were surging, and the color of the abyss seemed to be spreading everywhere, crawling into everyone's heart.

It was a chilly autumn rain. The air was densely packed with cold air, making people's fingers go cold.

Zhao Lingyi loosened his grip on the brush and a piece of writing was destroyed.

Yan Fei quickly sent Tang's wife, complaining, "It's already October. Although it's not winter yet, it's about time. This servant heard that Qiruo Garden had already burned the land dragon, but Miss had to delay it. "

There was a path of fire beneath many of the Zhao Family's rooms. The path of fire had a hole in the ground and a fire was burning outside. The heat spread into the house through the path of fire, using it to keep the cold and warm.

Zhao Lingyi's lips moved. Her complexion was not good. Her already weak body had become weak because of the cold air and the medication. It seemed like she could faint at any moment.

Sensing that my body was getting weaker, she smiled faintly, "I just wanted to torture me while my father isn't here. My body is weak to begin with, so if I die naturally, no one will be able to find me. It was almost time. Have you made the arrangements I asked you to make? "

Yan Fei nodded his head and said in a low voice, "I've bribed the servants in the North Gate Room. In the afternoon, I have a carriage for transporting goods. We will leave with them when the time comes." She was confused. "Miss, why did you suddenly go out?"

Zhao Lingyi thought of something, and his eyes dimmed a little, but he didn't say anything. He just asked Yan Fei to help her change into a set of ordinary clothes.

When the time was up, the two of them immediately left through the small door. Yan Fei was also carrying a bag in his hands.

The two of them used the cover to successfully exit the mansion, and the servant girl who had been keeping an eye on them all this while smiled evilly, and immediately went to report like Qiruo Garden.

The sky had already darkened by the time they left, and the streets were still crowded with people.

All the streets and alleys hung with red lanterns at the entrance. A halo of light circulated, illuminating the capital that had already fallen into darkness.

On the second floor, quite a number of girls were watching the scene. The ones who were teasing raised their heads to watch as the scholars below continuously chattered.

The sounds of shouting and shouting, along with the fragrance, dominated everyone's ears and noses.

Looking at the bustling street, Zhao Lingyi was in a trance.

She could count the number of times she had been on the street in her life. She couldn't remember anything from one cage to the next.

The two of them aimlessly wandered the streets. Although they were dressed in men's clothes, Yan Fei was still a little timid. He whispered: "Young Master, where are we going?"

Zhao Lingyi shook his head. She didn't know.

He just remembered that he met the Crown Prince in the street market at this time in his previous life. He became the object of everyone's envy. Many people even wrote stories about their beautiful encounters.

Who would have thought that it would lead many young ladies of noble families to like to go out on the streets, hoping to meet a good opportunity.

In this life, she did not want to enter the palace, but this was the only person she could rely on, so she had to take the risk.

There were a total of nine streets, and they were connected to a total of five streets. It was said that the entire layout of the capital was laid out by the former head of the Yin Yang family to ensure the prosperity of the dynasty.

But as the generations went on, it became a joke.

The royal family's power began to wane. Big families in the imperial court began to compete with each other. All sorts of families were competing with each other, and the army was a one-of-a-kind, leading the way in a flirtatious manner.

As the ruler of the royal family, he didn't want to be treated with such respect in the founding of his kingdom.

Crown Prince Jiang Xiangxin, who had been living in the palace for a long time, felt wronged. He was sent away by the emperor to the west of the city to see the lives of these poor people.

And it was here that they met with Ling Yi.

At that time, she was the destitute young lady who sold the handkerchief. He was the depositary of Weiwei's visit.

A romantic encounter, a cruel ending.

Arriving once again at this place where the three great powers and nine great currents were gathered, it caused Yi Yi to be a little absent-minded.

Charm medicine, secret weapons, and all sorts of bizarre things can all be found here. This was because this street was also called Black Street. As long as you had money, as long as you dared to come here, you could buy anything. Of course, whether they could successfully take it away was a question.

Zhao Ling Yi led Yan Fei around in a circle, but there was no sign of her old friend. She was slightly anxious when she suddenly saw a familiar figure not far away. She was slightly surprised and was about to leave, but that person had already walked over.

"What are you doing here?"

He was wearing a black robe and wasn't wearing a crown. He was just tied with a rope and left behind.

She was eight feet tall with a beautiful appearance and a heroic air around her eyebrows.

Her phoenix eyes were filled with power, her skin was the color of wheat, and she gave off an extremely manly aura.

His black, tight-fitting clothes made his lean figure look as if he was ranked.

Through his clothes, one could even see that he had a tough, muscular body. He looked valiant and valiant, but his waist was surprisingly slim, like a jade tree in the face of the wind.

No matter how good-looking he looked, it would not change the fact that this man was the one who had ordered him to die.

She covered up the hatred brought upon by the pain in her body and was about to answer when she suddenly remembered that she shouldn't have recognized him. She frowned and asked, "Just who are you? Why have you appeared in front of me so many times?"

Cheng Boyong didn't reply. He looked left and right, as if he was on guard against something.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at the young girl who had raised her head to question him. He then grabbed her arm and turned around to leave.

Zhao Lingyi did not expect to meet him here, not to mention that he would drag her away without saying a word. Zhao Lingyi did not expect to meet him here, not to mention that he would pull people away without saying a word.

She brought Yan Fei here. Since these two weak women dared to come here, it was naturally because they had made certain preparations.

What he held in his hand was a poisonous needle that he had bought at a high price. As long as he lightly stabbed it, an adult male would instantly fall to the ground.

In the Black Street, the dead were dealt with by special people. No one would investigate the cause of death or anything like that.

Yan Fei held the poisonous needle in his hand. His eyes were filled with malice and he was extremely uncertain, so he could only listen to the little miss.

The man quickly walked into a restaurant. There weren't many people inside, so the owner personally welcomed him. Without a word, he led them to a private room on the second floor.

Inside the room, their gazes met, and Yan Fei lowered his head.

Cheng Boyan was sitting on a chair, looking like a lion descending from heaven. Just his posture alone was enough to make him feel a sense of arrogance.

She stood in front of him, a little short of breath. Playing with the poison needle in his hand, he tried to figure out what the other party meant.

There was a large part of the reason why he dared to follow them was because Fang Xingjian had a good reputation. A dignified future marshal would never do something like killing someone in private.

Moreover, it was difficult for him to not have his suspicions regarding his strange attitude. The other party was also a reincarnated person.

If he was a reincarnated person, he would first warn himself to not approach the crown prince and then cut off the meeting between him and the crown prince. That would make sense.

But the problem was, how did the other party know that it was today? Even he himself wasn't sure.

Zhao Ling Yi couldn't make up his mind, so he didn't say anything. Anyhow, he was so disturbed, it was impossible for him to run into the Crown Prince by chance.

"I'll send you back. In the future, don't come out and scare me." He said this after pondering for a long time.

Zhao Lingyi stared at him coldly without saying a word.

Staring at him, Cheng Boyong felt somewhat uncomfortable. He said in a deep voice, "Going out on the streets is very dangerous. We might run into bad guys."

She raised her eyebrows and asked in an indifferent tone, "Like you?"

Zhao Lingyi could not hold back from attacking his opponent.

Cheng Boyan choked and thought to himself. A good-looking person with a venomous mouth.

He wasn't a talkative person, so he simply took the bag from Yan Fei's hands and opened it to take a look. Inside the bag was an embroidered handkerchief.

He could vaguely tell that the young miss of the Zhao residence was having a difficult time.

He hadn't thought that the proper lady would need to do her own chores and maintain her own household chores.

The expression on his face became serious. He took out his wallet from his bosom and threw it over. "There are three thousand taels of silver here. This is enough for you to spend some time on. I'll buy these handkerchiefs."

Zhao Lingyi didn't look happy at all. He held his wallet and looked around, pulling out the jade pendant from his wallet before throwing it back. Seeing the other party's surprise, she explained, "I can't afford Cheng's jade pendant."

Cheng Boyan's eyes instantly darkened, "You know me?"

Seeing his reaction, she was sure that he was the same as her, reborn.

She covered her shock and fumbled with her blue purse, casually saying, "The golden silk threads are soft and smoky. My father was fortunate enough to be given one by His Majesty, but he was unwilling to make clothes. Only Master Cheng would use it to make a purse. "This Golden Silk Soft Mist is used by the royal family. Currently, the Emperor only has a son, the Crown Prince, and no brothers. Only the Cheng family can be so generous, and for such a precious item to be used as a purse, and for those who fit your age, only Heir Cheng is left."

The Cheng Clan's martial general was conferred the title of a king with a different surname by the Great Ancestor. He had always wielded military power.

Being powerful to the heavens was not just a joke.

And the jade pendant on his wallet was named Shui Cangyu. It was below Grade Two and above. Zhao Lingyi couldn't afford an official jade that was above Grade Five.

This was because many times, when officials were getting married, they would use this item as a betrothal gift to show their identity, and the bride would use it as a dowry, bringing it back to her husband.

This could also deepen the relationship between husband and wife.

Zhao Lingyi couldn't accept this thing. Unexpectedly, the other person solemnly said, "Accept."

Cheng Boyan thought for a long time. From the moment he woke up, he had been thinking about this ever since.

He was actually struck by lightning and reborn.

After his rebirth, the first thing he did was to find someone, Zhao Lingyi.