There was another figure in the private room. It was Wei Zhuang, who was looking out the window with his arms folded. He also brought back a copy of "Warring States Policy".
Han Fei touched his chin, his eyebrows deeply furrowed, and he was a little surprised.
Looking at Zhang Liang and Zi Nu, he said uncertainly: "Isn't the Zheng Ze above here the same Zheng Ze who gave me trouble before?"
Zhang Liang had known that Han Fei would doubt his eyes, because this was his psychological journey. Although it was hard to believe that there was such a great talent hidden in Xinzheng, he still said: "Brother Han thinks that there are such coincidences in the world."
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Zi Nu's mood was also complicated. Thinking about what he said when he came to Zi Lan Xuan the day before yesterday, it was really difficult for her to associate the eternal beauty with a person who climbed over the courtyard wall.
"This person is right next door to Zilanxuan!" she said aloud.
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As soon as he entered the room, Zheng Ze was stunned for a moment. He saw a stunning beauty sitting by the table, as if she had been waiting for his arrival.
"How did you..."
Before he could finish speaking, he heard the red lips parting slightly and a soft and charming voice coming over, "What, have you finished breathing out?"
Yan Lingji looked straight at the man who just came in with her beautiful eyes, feeling an indescribable charm.
Frowning, Zheng Ze walked to her side, looked at the medicines on the table, and moved slightly.
"Why are you so angry?" he asked.
Yan Lingji smiled and held her head in her hands, "You men love lying the most!"
Zheng Ze looked at him speechlessly. He really didn't want to be angry with her just now. He was just preparing himself. Someone was probably going to come to the door soon.
Ignoring her little thoughts, she pointed at the table and said, "Why don't you take care of the wound on your arm? It will leave a scar."
Her beautiful eyes glanced at him, and the next moment Yan Lingji stretched out her slender jade arms, placed them in front of him, and said coquettishly: "I want you to handle it."
Looking at the slender yet beautiful arms in front of him, Zheng Ze stroked his forehead. This woman is really good at it.
"You can handle the injury on your arm yourself, right?" Although he said this, he still moved his hands.
Seeing him take her arm and then pick up the cloth in the clear water, Yan Lingji saw a bright color flash through her beautiful eyes, "Don't you want to?"
Lifting up her sleeves, Zheng Ze shook his head, "The wound must be treated in time to reduce the risk of leaving scars."
Seeing him carefully wiping his arm, Yan Lingji supported her chin with her other hand and looked at his serious expression.
Why haven't I noticed before that he seems to be a bit handsome?
"Are you worried about me?"
Zheng Ze glanced at her, "What do you think?"
Yan Lingji smiled brightly and did not answer, but said: "You said you are not angry, but your expression doesn't look like it!"
Rub the medicinal paste on her arm. Although it was only scratched a little this time, what if Mo Crow's hidden weapon has its own virus?
Shaking his head, "I'm just worried that there are too many people in this city that you can't deal with."
Not to mention Mo Crow and Bai Feng, what Zheng Ze paid more attention to was Hou Bai Yifei, who had just returned in blood. Even an LSP who had tasted the blood of countless girls would be moved by Yan Lingji's appearance.
Seeing his serious look, Yan Lingji pursed her red lips and said, "Looking at you, can you deal with them?"
After wrapping the wound and covering the white and tender skin with his sleeves, Zheng Ze raised his head and was about to say something when his heart suddenly moved.
He let go of her arm, stood up, and said softly: "A guest is here."
Han Fei stood in front, with Zi Nu and Zhang Liang on the left and right half a body behind. They stepped into the originally closed door next to Zilan Pavilion, and several people unconsciously looked at the furnishings inside.
Different from the elegance of Zilanxuan, the decoration here is very simple and plain. Apart from the necessary utensils, the only thing that can draw extra attention are a few stands placed on the left and right.
These stands are empty. Generally, such neat wooden furniture will be placed in the study room to display some classic books or as decoration, to display some flower treasures.
The three of them quickly looked away and focused their attention on the two people walking down the stairs.
They had all met before and never felt unfamiliar. When Zheng Ze stood in front of Han Fei, Yan Lingji also stood beside him silently.
"Ninth Young Master came to my humble residence for business?" He glanced across the faces of the three people, and finally landed on Han Fei.
In fact, his gesture was not in line with etiquette. As a young master, Han Fei should be polite wherever he went. Even if he came to visit Ji Wuye, he would have his servants go out to greet him and introduce him.
But the person in front of him was too special, and Han Fei wouldn't care about it.
"I have been taught by my husband before, but Han Fei came here arbitrarily. I hope you will forgive me."
Although Zheng Ze was a little arrogant, he was sufficiently polite.
Seeing this, Zheng Ze raised his eyebrows. Of course he knew the reason. He looked at Zi Nu and asked, "What about Zi Nu? Are you here to discuss business with me?"
Seeing Zheng Ze mentioning herself aside from Han Fei, Zi Nu, who had been looking and thinking, put her mind down and smiled slightly, "Can't I visit you as a neighbor?"
Listening to Zi Nu's tone, Han Fei was slightly startled. They seemed to have met before?
Without allowing him to think too much, he was guided by Zheng Ze and sat down at a table. Yan Lingji stood behind Zheng Ze handsomely, holding the truth in her hands, and looked at the young Zhang Liang with a half-smile.
, and then his eyes fell on Zi Nu.
With a beauty like her supporting the scene, the other three didn't appear to be... menacing.
"The Ninth Young Master just got the position of Sikou and came to visit. Could it be that I did something illegal?" Zheng Ze was the first to speak. Tea had already been prepared on the table.
Zi Nu was thoughtful and saw that Zheng Ze just put his hands on the table, so she personally leaned over to sit aside and poured tea for the two of them.
Han Fei glanced at the display on the table, then turned his gaze to the face of this young man who was more immature than himself, thinking about the right words in his heart, "It seems that sir had known that a visitor was coming. Did he do it?"
Zi Nu looked at Zheng Ze with her charming eyes, trying hard to overlap the figures of him and those celebrities in her memory. The originally 1.8 meter figure seemed to have suddenly grown taller.
Zheng Ze smiled softly, "As a law enforcer, Master Ninth should know whether I have broken the law or not."
He looked directly at Han Fei. As a figure who has left his name in history, he was far from being as simple as he seemed. He didn't mean to show off in front of him. If he didn't set the tone a little higher at the beginning, things would be worse in the future.
Not easy to walk.
Hearing this, Han Fei withdrew his gaze, smiled casually, and scratched his temples with his index finger, "People like Mr. Zheng should not break the law. But when Han Fei came today, he discovered something special.
I would like to ask sir to help me take a look at it."
As he spoke, he took out the "Warring States Policy" that Zhang Liang had brought over and placed it in front of Zheng Ze.
"The history of this book, its ingenuity in thinking from a high place, and its words of mercury running down the ground are something Han Fei has never seen before. The person who wrote the book must be a genius. Sir, do you know who this person is?"
The next chapter will state the main line of the story and the ultimate purpose of doing these things.
Please read the two chapters on Tuesday. If the data were not bad, they would be available on the shelves this Friday. Don’t worry...
