C7

Shen Zhiqiao was confused, "What are you saying, you just said it yourself and didn't give me a map last time. I went there, but I didn't see it."

F * ck, is she that weak? was even imprisoned in the Duke's Mansion ? Was he looking down on her?!

"Be contented." Nan Yue tapped her forehead and grinded her teeth, "For your curiosity, I almost died in the hunting grounds."

"Ah ?" Shen Zhiqiao rubbed her forehead, and stared at her, "You're exaggerating!"

Nan Yue raised her hand again, preparing to pat her.

"Alright, alright, then tell me, why didn't he die?!" A wise man knows his place. She did not want the Jing to interrogate her when she went back at night because of the red mark on her forehead.

Tsk, if he hadn't been so busy these past few days, she really wouldn't have had the time to slip out of America.

Nan Yue snorted, "That day, the competition was so shocking, you actually didn't know, you said you could carry a head?!"

"Stop!" Shen Zhiqiao stretched out her hand to interrupt her, "One yard is one yard, it's okay if you don't have this kind of personal attack?!"

Nan Yue was amused by her actions, and laughed, "Look at your character, no wonder you were eaten up by your family's Marquis Qi."

"?" What happened to the attack?!

Shen Zhiqiao covered her face. Everyone was afraid of her, she was afraid of her husband! He was going to defy the heavens!

"Haha ?" Flawless! " Nan Yue was in a great mood, and she knew that it was enough, it was not enough to overdo this principle.

"A few days before the Winter Hunt, I don't know if it was my father's or the emperor's, but he allowed me to enter the hunting grounds ?" This is why I know a few areas of the hunting grounds, as well as the specific divisions. That day, the person who was left in the carriage with me was my future husband, Prince Duan Tuoba Rui. " Nan Yue paused for a while, as if she was recalling the events of that day.

Looking at someone who was listening attentively, Nan Yue spoke in detail, "Prince Duan, my big brother Nan Jue, and the little emperor have all been sent to the east region to dabble ?"

"..."

After returning from the Pretty Men House, Shen Zhiqiao did not immediately return to the courtyard. Instead, she leisurely strolled over to the one and only courtyard in which the Uncle Tie resided.

Pushing open the door, it was empty, the Uncle Tie was not there.

She was in no hurry to leave. She dragged a stool to sit at the table and took out from her bosom the few good things she had found in Jinlan Pavilion: a thin mask as thin as a cicada's wing; two bags of powder; a set of tools; and a set of knives.

He took off the brocade handkerchief from his waist and laid it on the table. Then, he gently placed the noodles on top of it and placed his two small hands on the table.

"Mm ?"

Shen Zhiqiao frowned, she then raised her head and looked at the door that she had closed tightly. She shook her head, and picked up the painting, preparing to open it.

"Cough ?"

Shen Zhiqiao's hands trembled a little, and then she carefully looked to her left and right. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, and she felt a little scared in her heart.

She didn't think much of it in the past. Today, when she came to the courtyard by herself, she suddenly felt that the courtyard was abnormally cold. It made her feel as if someone was poking at her spine, making her feel cold.

"Puff ?"

"Ah ?" Shen Zhiqiao was so scared that she overturned the drawing tools in her hands. She did not care about the messy table of things that had been arranged by her, and rushed out with her throat raised, but before she could even touch the door, her shoulder was grabbed, causing her to scream in shock.

"Madam is me, Uncle Tie!"

Uncle Tie?!

"Uncle Tie, you, this room of yours is haunted ?" Shen Zhiqiao said, then went behind Uncle Tie and asked with a trembling voice.

Ghost?!

Uncle Tie frowned, he wanted to pull her out and ask for an explanation, but she was so shocked that he had to step back, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Ye Zichen swept his gaze across every corner of the room. There wasn't anything wrong with it.

Moreover, he didn't think that anyone would dare to put on a show in Qi Mujing's Marquis Mansion ? Raising his brows, he suddenly took large strides towards the entrance of the tent, his pupils contracting as he lifted the curtain.

He quickly turned around, took the acupuncture needle from the coffin on the side wall, and ran into the tent.

Shen Zhiqiao was startled by his hurried movements, and followed him with small steps.

When she saw what was happening inside the curtain, she held her breath.

It was already evening by the time he returned to the Scenic Spot, and dinner was already prepared on the elm table in the wing.

Shen Zhiqiao looked at the delicacies on the table. They were all things she liked to eat.

She pursed her lips and placed both hands behind her back. She bent down slightly and sniffed the fragrance of the dish. Yes, the dish was still her favorite dish. It was just that the fragrance was a little different from before.

Suddenly, a warm feeling was felt from her back, Shen Zhiqiao pursed her lips and laughed, then followed along.

"Zhi has left the mansion." A clear and serene voice resounded in her ears.

Shen Zhiqiao was startled, she lowered her head and looked, still wearing the same clothes she had worn when she left home, regretful.

Gently biting her lips, she suddenly turned around and wrapped her arms around his waist, before burying his head into his chest, "Jing, what exactly have you been busy with these past few days? "It's hard to see you every day when you leave early and come home late ?"

"Yeah, keep lying to me." Qi Mujing reached out to caress her head, and then brushed the hair at her ears, turning and picking up her chin, he looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

Shen Zhiqiao's face was flushed red, her large eyes shyly avoiding his gaze, as she pouted, and said grievingly, "When did I ever lie to you? Think about it, aside from accompanying me at dinner, when have I ever seen you again?"