When Zhang Qingjiu entered the Prime Minister's Mansion, he did not go back to his own courtyard, but went straight to Chu Feng's Luoxia Garden.
I promised last night that I would go see her as soon as I came back, but I couldn't break my promise, lest Chu Feng worry.
However, what Zhang Qingjiu didn't expect was that when he arrived at Luoxia Garden, he was told by his servant that his wife had left the house not long ago.
In the empty room, the air was still filled with Chu Feng's favorite incense, and the dense smell spread everywhere.
Zhang Qingjiu couldn't help but frown, "Do you know where you went?"
On a normal day, Chu Feng would have stopped using the incense before going out, but today he was clearly in a hurry.
"I don't know." The servant lowered his eyes and shook his head, not daring to look at Zhang Qingjiu. "Madam only told us not to follow her, so she took Grandma Chang out."
Nowadays, Chu Feng is taking care of the backyard of the mansion. She has also changed her past meek temperament and is acting vigorously and resolutely. Even her servant in Luoxia Courtyard has basically changed again.
Zhang Qingjiu knew that he wouldn't be able to get anything out of him by asking any more questions. He originally wanted to deduce it, but thinking that since Chu Feng's original intention was not to let anyone follow him, he finally gave it up and said, "Madam, come back and send someone to notify me."
"Yes." The servant dared not to listen to Zhang Qingjiu's words and nodded immediately.
Without seeing Chu Feng, Zhang Qingjiu returned to Jianjiayuan, and met Zhang Yuan who had broken his leg on the way.
"Miss." Zhang Yuan had just fallen out of the wheelchair, and his leg, which had just recovered, was injured a little more deeply. When he saw Zhang Qingjiu's face, he turned as white as death.
Seeing that he was holding on and still saluting himself, Zhang Qingjiu showed a warm smile on his lips, "Butler, there is no need to be too polite. Go back and take good care of yourself. It will take a hundred days for your muscles and bones to be broken, so you don't end up crippled."
Zhang Yuan looked at Zhang Qingjiu's back with shock and fear in his eyes. With those words he just said, he seemed to have seen his future self.
At the entrance of Jianjia Courtyard, Murong Chunlai was leaning against the threshold with his arms folded, holding a green dog's tail pulled out of nowhere in the corner of his mouth. The dog's tail grass trembled in the wind as he chewed it.
He looked at the woman who came from the path with a relaxed look and a smile on her face with half-squinted eyes.
What a little vixen, Murong Chunlai snorted in his heart.
He threw away the dog's tail grass and stepped forward to greet him, "Sir Xiao Zhang stayed away all night again. I wonder where he rested his feet last night?"
Zhang Qingjiu paused and smiled, "Why don't you go back to the door and guard the door? This way you can know everyone's movements without asking."
Murong Chunlai's expression hardened and he stood up straight, "Why bother? My life was saved by Mr. Xiao Zhang. Naturally, I just need to guard Jianjia Courtyard."
"Then don't ask any more questions." Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows, turned around and entered the room.
Looking at her back, the smile on Murong Chunlai's face disappeared little by little, and there was a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth.
Is the Prince's Mansion really so charming that it's worth climbing over the wall to go there and lingering every night?
At noon, Chu Feng still didn't come back, but a rare visitor came to Jianjia Courtyard.
Looking at the people appearing in the yard, Zhang Qingjiu waved his hand to let Murong Chunlai back away, and raised his eyebrows, "What do you want to do here?"
Zhang Tailiu narrowed his eyes and took a deep look at Murong Chunlai who had retreated to the door. Even a small servant dared to block him. This Jianjia courtyard was really going to turn upside down! He couldn't move Zhang Qingjiu now.
, I’m still afraid that I won’t be able to move...
Zhang Qingjiu glanced at him: "It was my order to stop you."
Zhang Tailiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's better to stop him. Your status is very different now. You should be more closely guarded."
"Yeah." Zhang Qingjiu nodded, "So what are you doing here?"
This attitude and tone were clearly questioning, not the slightest bit respectful.
Zhang Tailiu took a deep breath, suppressed the anger, looked around, pretended to be nonchalant and said, "As a father, I just thought that after you come back, I haven't come to Jianjia Courtyard to see you yet..."
Zhang Qingjiu: "Have you finished reading now?"
The smile on Zhang Tailiu's face solidified instantly.
Twitching the corner of his mouth, Zhang Tailiu said seriously, "Actually, as a father, I have come here today to ask your thoughts on something else."
"I have no idea, don't ask." Zhang Qingjiu turned around and walked to the side to sit on the swing, "It will be what it is."
"Do you know what my father wants to ask?" Zhang Tailiu was stunned and hurriedly chased after him.
Zhang Qingjiu glanced at him and said lightly: "Have I ever said that if you take her there, you will be responsible for the consequences?"
"You..." Zhang Tailiu's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly felt chills all over his body, "Did you guess it a long time ago?"
Zhang Qingjiu sneered, but said nothing.
Seeing her like this, Zhang Tailiu moved the corner of his mouth, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence, "Good daughter, my father really didn't expect that Chacha would do such a thing. If she is like this, will your majesty blame my father?"
Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows, "I thought you were here to ask her what would happen."
A trace of discomfort flashed across Zhang Tailiu's face, "Why, how could it be possible? It is entirely her own fault that she did such a thing. Your Majesty is kind and kind. It is already a blessing for her to still have the position of concubine."
Zhang Qingjiu nodded, "Then you are really a father who understands justice."
Afraid of damaging his official position, he had to sever ties with her.
He was afraid that Chacha would affect his reputation, so he didn't care whether he lived or died.
For his sake, there is really nothing to be embarrassed about because he is only seeking profit.
Zhang Tailiu could not hear the sarcasm in these words, but everything that happened made him understand that he must not offend his daughter easily now.
"Jiu'er, daddy knows that he doesn't care enough about you..."
Zhang Qingjiu interrupted him: "Instead of asking the sky or the ghosts and gods, did daddy just ask that question because he felt that he had failed in his ethics as an official?"
Zhang Tailiu took a breath, and the expression on his face almost stopped, and he suppressed a smile, "How could that be possible?"
"Isn't that enough?" Zhang Qingjiu glanced at him, "You also said that His Majesty is aware of everything. As long as you act upright, father, what impact will it have on the affairs of us little children? Again, what should I say?
Whatever happens, so be it."
After saying that, Zhang Qingjiu jumped off the swing and turned around and entered the room.
Zhang Tailiu froze on the spot and did not come back to his senses for a long time.
In the end, Murong Chun couldn't stand watching anymore and stepped forward and said: "Master Xiang, please come back."
Zhang Tailiu looked at Murong Chunlai, who was trying to chase people away secretly and covertly. He flicked his sleeves fiercely and glared at him, "What a virtue!"
In the room, Zidie came over uneasily, "Miss, second miss...is she really pregnant? Can't she come back?"
There is no airtight wall in the world. What happened to Zhang Qingcha at the banquet last night has spread throughout the entire capital city.
"One is true and the other is false." Zhang Qingjiu raised the corners of his lips, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.
At noon, Chu Feng still hadn't come back. Zhang Qingjiu frowned and finally went out to look for him.