In the name of asking Zhang Tailiu for advice, Chu Kuo has been running particularly diligently to the Prime Minister's Mansion these days.
Although he agreed to choose the location of the Prayer Palace, Zhang Qingjiu still had other things to figure out. The brothel was full of music day and night, and he couldn't go to Chu Lan to get some nutrition, which made him very miserable.
But when he thought of Chu Lan's iceberg face, Zhang Qingjiu felt unspeakably angry.
Logically speaking, it was just a shameless thing to do, so just go and do it, but for some reason, she just wasn't happy.
This is the third time Zhang Qingjiu has refused Chu Kuo's visit.
Looking at Zhang Qingjiu, who was sitting on the swing and basking in the sun, with a sleepy look on his face and half-squinted eyes, Murong Chunlai crossed his arms and stepped forward, saying quietly: "Sir, Mr. Zhang, it's enough to visit the thatched cottage three times."
Zhang Qingjiu blinked and narrowed his eyes, "Do you still need to guard the thatched cottage?"
Murong Chunlai took a breath and was about to speak, but was interrupted by the frowning Yunque next to him, "Miss, how about I refuse?"
The past few days in Jianjiayuan have been indescribably strange, with strange people and strange feelings.
The gatekeeper is not like the gatekeeper. He runs inside when he has nothing to eat. He doesn't speak politely to the lady when he sees her. He carries a gun and a stick and looks like a crazy and resentful woman who has been abandoned.
The young lady still did not refuse Murong Chunlai's provocations, but except for his presence, she looked listless. Even if Zidie made such and such gadgets, she could not cheer up.
Originally, she was thinking of not letting Murong Chunlai enter the courtyard, but then she thought, it would be really lifeless if he didn't come in. Zhang Qingjiu didn't say anything, so she let him go.
I just don’t know whether the reason why my young lady is acting like this is because she was upset by Chu Kuo’s quarrel, or because of something else.
"After all, her heart is not with him, why would she see him?" Murong Chunlai snorted slightly and waved his hand.
This is what I said...
Zhang Qingjiu opened his other half's squinted eyes, and Murong Chun came with a look of pride on his eyes and brows, "Who said I was missing?"
After saying that, Zhang Qingjiu stood up and jumped. Murong Chunlai's heart skipped a beat. Just as he was about to step forward, he had already landed firmly on the ground.
Without even looking at the complicated look on Murong Chunlai's face, Zhang Qingjiu clapped his hands and said, "I'm going out. If mother comes back, tell me that everything goes wrong today and you'd better not follow me, otherwise you'll be responsible for the consequences.
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Both raised feet paused at the same time. Looking at Zhang Qingjiu's back as he went out, the look in Murong Chunlai's eyes changed again and again.
At the door, Chu Kuo looked at the imperial gift plaque on the Prime Minister's Mansion, his eyes darkened a bit.
In the whole world, no one has ever dared to reject him, and this happened three times in a row.
Could this woman think that if she found her, she would become something valuable?
When he ascends the throne, the first thing he will do is to make Zhang Qingjiu surrender...
Just as he was thinking about it, a figure came out of the door. A smile immediately appeared on Chu Kuo's face, and he stepped forward in surprise, "Sister Qingjiu, you are finally willing to see me!"
Hearing this address and tone that seemed like they had not seen each other for a day, Zhang Qingjiu couldn't help but shuddered and glanced at him, "Why is the Eighth Prince so angry today?"
The smile froze at the corner of his mouth, Chu Kuo moistened his throat, suppressed the anger in his heart, touched his nose and said: "Since it is a private matter, it is not appropriate to call me Mr. Xiao Zhang, right?"
Zhang Qingjiu sneered: "Why are you looking for me today?"
"I have looked for a place and would like to invite you to go with me to see which one is more suitable." Chu Kuo smiled slightly, "Although this matter is not urgent, everything will be ruined if it is not done in advance, right?"
Zhang Qingjiu sneered: "Then, has His Highness the Eighth Prince ever heard of the saying that one cannot eat hot tofu in a hurry?"
If it were in the past, Chu Kuo would have been furious when he heard such words, but today he was polite and polite, and replied with a smile: "As long as you are here, I won't be afraid."
Zhang Qingjiu: "..."
He knew that no matter how much he teased Chu Kuo in the meantime, he would endure it. In the past, she would have taken the opportunity to taunt Chu Kuo to death, but today, for some reason, she was not that interested.
After waving his hand, Zhang Qingjiu said: "Then go back quickly."
Seeing Zhang Qingjiu get on his carriage, Chu Kuo's eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth raised, "Okay."
He had obviously dressed up specially today. He looked energetic and handsome in a bright purple brocade robe with wild patterns. His dark hair was tied up high with a gold silk crown, and his movements were full of luxury.
Before getting on the carriage, he also deliberately arranged the ornaments around his waist.
The royal carriages were the same. Apart from the difference in color, the interior decoration was as ingenious as ever. Looking at this familiar scene, Zhang Qingjiu felt even more depressed.
"What's wrong with Sister Qingjiu?" Seeing Zhang Qingjiu's unhappy look, Chu Kuo immediately stepped forward and asked nervously: "But what's wrong with you?"
"Not bad." Zhang Qingjiu rubbed his temples, shook his somewhat groggy head, and breathed out softly.
"Sister, why don't you just take a nap and I'll call you when you're safe?" Chu Kuo leaned forward and his tone was a bit obviously flattering.
Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Okay."
As the saying goes, being courteous for nothing is a traitor or a thief. Chu Kuo's attitude was so obvious. It just happened that it was not convenient for her to use deduction techniques these days, so she might as well see what he wanted to do.
Chu Kuo was overjoyed when he heard Zhang Qingjiu agreed. He took the cloak, pulled the curtain, and asked the coachman to drive the carriage more smoothly. His attitude was so positive.
After the carriage drove for about half an hour, it gradually stopped. The attendant was about to call the door, but Chu Kuo stretched out his hand to stop him.
Seeing the woman sitting opposite him who was actually asleep, a sneer appeared on Chu Kuo's lips.
She was so bold. Did she really think that everything would be fine if she stayed low and small? With such a slender neck, he only needed one hand to...
Just when the fingers holding the paw were still an inch away, the sleeping man suddenly opened his eyes, and his dark eyes were very deep.
Chu Kuo was startled, coughed slightly, and opened the curtain behind Zhang Qing's wine with his fingers, "You're awake, it's right here, we're here."
"It just so happens." Zhang Qingjiu curled his lips and stretched.
Chu Kuo smiled and said, "Yes, what a coincidence."
After getting off the carriage, Zhang Qingjiu saw the location Chu Kuo mentioned. According to the trend of the location, it was indeed an excellent place.
only……
"Did you choose this place yourself?" Pointing to the hilltop in front of him, which was not big but was surrounded by green hills, Zhang Qingjiu smiled meaningfully.
"I searched through books before I found this place." Chu Kuo coughed lightly and looked away.
Is the shamelessness in the Duke of Zhen’s family inherited from his ancestors?
If Chu Kuoru could find out this place from the book, she would chop off her head and give it to him!
Although the size here is not as large as Yunxia Mountain, the trend and direction are the same.
If the Yunxia Mountain Prayer Palace is a coincidence, or they are also being used by others, then it seems that the Zhenguo Palace is really well-intentioned...
However, do they think that by drawing a cat, they can resemble a tiger?