C19

Of course, Jing Zhuozhuo had expected all of this. However, she didn't show it. Instead, she decided to teach Jing Qing'er a lesson. As for Jing Chuchu, it all depended on her luck. Jing Waner had always been a part of the framing and counter-framing, so it didn't matter.

"The one who left earlier should be Qing'er's servant girl." Do you think they should come back? "

Jing Zhuozhuo suddenly asked. Tu Mi paused in her steps and looked uneasily at the slim figure of Fu Ting. "There's still about half an incense's time. You should prepare yourself."

Tu Mi didn't want to say anything else after she finished her sentence. She stood silently at the side, as if she was one with the darkness.

After watching the fight between Miss and Tu Mi for such a long time, the banana could no longer hold back. She stopped and stomped her foot fiercely, pouting coquettishly, "Miss, what are you talking about with Tu Mi? Why don't I understand? What's there to worry about? Who is he? Could it be that something is going to happen? "

"It's fine, don't worry."

"It's fine, don't worry."

Jing Zhuozhuo and Tu Mi spoke up at the same time. The same tone of voice made the bananas freeze up. They looked at Jing Zhuozhuo and then back at Tu Mi with their mouths wide open. The two of them opened their eyes and stared directly at each other, doing what they needed to do. Banana angrily stomped her foot, but could only obediently shut her mouth and follow.

She just felt that Miss and Tu Mi's pace became more and more consistent, seriously threatening her position.

In the silence, time passed second by second. Tu Mi, who was originally standing quietly at the side, suddenly frowned.

"They're already here. Third Miss is on the left side, and Huang Yanji is on the right side."

"It just so happens that everyone is here. You go to the right and lead the way for Huang Yanji.

Although she didn't understand what Miss wanted to do, the banana still obediently blew out the candle in the lantern. Although the courtyard was lit up by lanterns, because the surrounding plants were too dense and the lanterns' light was gone, the surroundings immediately became dark.

Tu Mi's figure disappeared without a sound. Jing Zhuozhuo pursed her lips and waited quietly for the good show to come.

After counting to ten in his heart, a sharp scream suddenly rang out in the quiet Mo Garden. The noise of footsteps followed, and Jing Zhuozhuo had the banana light up the lantern again.

Afterwards, the master and the servant also rushed to the place where the crowd was gathered.

"Let me go, who are you? "Let me go, someone come …"

"Miss Jing, don't scream. Weren't you the one who told him to come down to the Mo Garden?

Even though there were plants and flowers in the garden, Jing Qing'er and Huang Yanji's voices were quite loud in the silent night. When Jing Tiancheng and Jing Chen rushed over, Jing Zhuozhuo and the banana just happened to arrive. The lanterns in their hands instantly lit up the surroundings.

In the crowd, Huang Yanji was embracing Jing Qing'er from behind with a serious face.

Upon seeing the crowd rushing over, Jing Qing'er instantly started to cry in both panic and grief. Seeing so many people around, Huang Yanji let go of Jing Qing'er and stood to the side with a disappointed expression.

"Dad, dad …"

Jing Qing'er threw herself into Jing Tiancheng's arms while crying. Her petite body was trembling as if she was quite scared. Seeing his precious daughter in his arms crying so bitterly, Jing Tiancheng's face instantly turned darker than the bottom of a pot as he glared at Huang Yanji with a cold expression.

"Young Noble Huang, you have the guts to tease my Jing Family's daughter. If this old man were to report it to the Emperor, even if you, Huang Yanji, had ten lives, it would still not be enough. "

Jing Qing'er's body trembled again when she heard the three words, Huang Yanji. A hint of doubt flashed in her heart.

She clearly left a mark on all six courtyards other than the one Jing Chuchu and himself chose. When Huang Yanji arrived, as long as he followed the mark, he would be able to find Jing Zhuozhuo no matter where he was. However, Huang Yanji found her. The lantern in the servant girl's hand suddenly went out and Huang Yanji carried her in his arms.

Everything happened so suddenly that Jing Qing'er's unrestrained scream attracted Jing Tiancheng and the rest's attention.

His plan was flawless, why would he make a mistake at such a crucial moment?

When Huang Yanji saw Jing Tiancheng's ruthless appearance and heard that he was going to sue the emperor, he immediately turned pale. He was, after all, the son of a newly rich Huang Family, so he did not kneel down in fear, but opened his mouth to refute, "It was obviously your daughter who sent me a note and arranged for me to come to this Mo Garden. Even if Jing Family Master were to report to the emperor, this humble one would still have other things to say. "

Huang Yanji's words made Jing Tiancheng's expression turn even more unsightly. The girl was still in her room secretly receiving messages from Hong Yan. That was a huge crime, if it was serious, she would be dragged into a pit. No matter how weak his Jing Family's daughter was, she would never do something like that.

In Jing Tiancheng's opinion, everything Huang Yanji said was slander.

It was first to tease my Jing Family daughter, and now you actually want to frame her? "You said that my daughter sent you a note. Do you have any proof?"

Huang Yanji recalled Jing Tiancheng's words. Not long after he had parted ways with Jing Zhuozhuo in the bamboo forest, he heard a knock on the door and sent a servant to open the door. Other than the note on the stone steps, there was no one else.

The servant gave the note to Huang Yanji, and when he opened it, he saw that it said "See you at the Mo Garden tonight" and that it was signed by the young miss of Jing Family. At that moment, he thought of Jing Zhuozhuo's goddess-like charm and immediately became floating in the air. He even placed the note on his arm as if it was a treasure. Since Jing Tiancheng asked to see the evidence, Huang Yanji naturally took out the note without any hesitation.

Jing Tiancheng, who didn't believe it at first, changed his expression when he saw the contents of the note and its signature. Zhang Xuan's body shuddered, and he nearly fainted on the spot.

He thought that Huang Yanji was slandering him, but it turned out to be true. Miss Jing Family, Miss Jing Family … If that was the case, then what else did Jing Qing'er have to say?

Jing Tiancheng pushed Jing Qing'er away and glared at her angrily: "Speak, what is going on? You really accepted it in secret from someone else, huh? "

"Father, how could a daughter do such a thing?" It must be Big Sis, it must be Big Sis. Today, her daughter and Big Sis met Young Noble Huang in the Ten Li Bamboo Forest, and Big Sis even said that she met Young Noble Huang in the Ten Li Lotus Pond. It was because Big Sis and Young Noble Huang had a pleasant chat that caused her to leave a note saying she wanted to meet them. It was because Young Noble Huang misread the person at night. It must be like this. Father, you have to believe me. "

Jing Qing'er pointed at Jing Zhuozhuo, who was standing to the side, and spoke with even more certainty as if she had seen it with her own eyes.

"Fourth sister, you can't speak carelessly." "Do you have any proof that Zhuozhuo gave the note to Young Noble Huang?"

"Isn't it easy to get evidence? We'll find out if we test the handwriting."

"Yes, if you want to know if it was written by the daughter of your Jing Family, you can just examine the handwriting."

At this time, other than Jing Qing'er, the only person who wanted to prove that this note came from Jing Family's daughter the most was Huang Yanji. After all, he was here to keep his appointment. Even if Jing Tiancheng was angry, it was not his turn to be unlucky. His daughter wanted to climb the wall due to her bad character, but it had nothing to do with him, the person guarding the wall to pick red apricots.

With this thought, Huang Yanji felt even more confident and confident. Looking at Jing Tiancheng's eyes, from the unease from before to the questioning now, it even had a bit of an overbearing aura.

Jing Tiancheng was furious. Although he didn't believe that his daughter would do such a thing, he was worried that it might really be his daughter who did it. If word of this got out, where would their Jing Family face be? After thinking about it, Jing Tiancheng felt that the best way to deal with it was to suppress the matter. Luckily, other than Huang Yanji, the rest of the people here were all from Jing Family.

As long as he could find a way to pacify Huang Yanji and stop him from talking, no one else would know about it.

Just as Jing Tiancheng was about to do that, he heard footsteps not far away. During the process, there was even a discussion.

"Brother Yanji is truly fortunate to actually be able to enter the eyes of Miss Jing Family."

"That's right, I'm envious of you. Since we can't spend the night with the beautiful lady in the Mo Garden, we might as well take a peek. If I see the two of them … "Hehe, that's even better."

There was no need to say anything else. Just from the vulgar tone of the person speaking, they could guess what he meant. In an instant, everyone's expressions changed due to the sudden appearance of the two.

Even if Jing Tiancheng wanted to hide, it was already too late. After all, there were so many people gathered here. Once Bai Jingyun and Wang Xie entered the Mo Garden, they would automatically walk towards the light source gathering place. Seeing the situation before their eyes, the two of them were also shocked. Standing on the spot, they didn't know whether to stay or to leave.

Due to the arrival of Bai Jingyun and Wang Xie Zhi, Jing Tiancheng's wishful thinking was even more so unable to succeed. His expression became even more unsightly.

"Brother Jing Yun, Brother Xie, you two came at the right time. You came at the right time to testify for me."

Jing Tiancheng almost vomited blood when he heard Huang Yanji's words. At this point, even if he was unwilling, he had no choice but to have his daughter write something down to compare it to the words on the note. Other than the seven-year-old Jing Waner, the other three were unavoidable.

After all, the note only left Miss Jing Family, and did not specify which one.

Thus, under circumstances that they had no other choice, the group of people majestically returned to the courtyard that was unique to Jing Family. Jing Tianchengming took the ink and paper and had the maid make the paper and ink. After everything was prepared, Jing Chuchu and Jing Qing'er took out a pen and copied the contents of the note without any hesitation.

Jing Tiancheng took the note and checked it one by one. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the words were not written by Jing Chuchu and Jing Qing'er. But when he thought about how Jing Zhuozhuo hadn't even started writing yet, his heart couldn't help but rise to his throat.

Looking at the way Jing Zhuozhuo couldn't even write a few times while holding the brush, coupled with the troubled and hesitant expression on her face, it was hard to not be suspected.

Jing Tiancheng's heart sank a little because of Jing Zhuozhuo's expression. His black eyes were filled with coldness as he glared at Jing Zhuozhuo.

"Why didn't Big Sis write it? Is the person who wrote the note really you? "

Seeing Jing Tiancheng's expression, Jing Chuchu suspected Jing Zhuozhuo already. Naturally, she wouldn't miss the opportunity to add oil to the fire. An unintentional shout of surprise made Jing Tiancheng's face turn even paler, while Huang Yanji raised his chin proudly.

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but look at Jing Zhuozhuo. Apart from Tu Mi, who had the same depth of view as the bananas, the rest of the people all looked as if they were gloating over a good show.

Jing Zhuozhuo's hand that was holding the brush loosened and tightened again. Her expression changed again and again, finally stopping on the awkward position. Jing Zhuozhuo slowly placed the brush on the inkstone. She gritted her teeth and raised her head. Her eyes were filled with grievance as she looked at Jing Tiancheng.

"Father, daughter, can't read."