When Prince Ananta approached Zhu Yourong gently, he was pleased to find that she did not evade and shrink away as before, but lowered her eyes, lowering her head and neck as elegantly as a swan, her cheeks were slightly red, her breathing became a little rapid, and she looked very nervous.
...Of course, in the prince's opinion, this is excitement caused by a combination of shyness, happiness and other emotions.
His face was now only one foot away from Zhu Yourong's face, and he could already smell the fragrant breath of Zhu Yourong. An impulse surged in the prince's heart, and he almost had the urge to hold her in his arms and kiss her immediately.
But he didn't dare.
Prince Ananta knew that this was not an ordinary girl, but the Empress of the Ming Dynasty, the monarch of a country that had been looked up to by their Kingdom of Siam for hundreds of years... Moreover, she was still in the grief period of losing a loved one. He knew
At this time, you can take advantage of the opportunity, launch a warm offensive, show a broad shoulder, and make her feel safe. This is the best time. However, further erotic teasing, such as kissing or holding hands,
That would be counterproductive.
Therefore, the prince forcefully suppressed the impulse in his heart and remained within the limits of "warmth and concern".
Zhu Yourong lowered his head, closed his eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't do anything outrageous. Otherwise, she didn't know how to deal with it, whether she should slap him or not. She was panicking just now.
, lowered his head, trying hard to cover up the disgust and fear in his heart.
Originally, because she was in love with Xiang Xiaoqiang, she was just repulsed by the Siamese prince, not disgusting, let alone fearful. But now it is different.
...The man in front of me is the murderer of my grandfather.
Zhu Yourong raised his head and looked at the swarms of golden carp under the water pavilion. Then he held the beauty's chair and looked around. Although the Yanping Palace is not as exquisite as the Changping Marquis Palace, it is much larger in area. Just now, he was lying on the railing in the water pavilion.
Watching the fish, Prince Ananta came in uninvited and just came in by himself. She suddenly became nervous, and what was even more annoying was that Cong Cong immediately exited with the two maids in the water pavilion with "very winking".
Now as long as I can see it, I can't see anyone.
Cong Cong... She was originally very repulsive to Prince Ananta, but now she believes that Xiang Xiaoqiang is the murderer, and begins to work hard to create convenience for the prince.
Prince Ananta grabbed the fish food on the plate and threw it out. Suddenly, dozens of big red koi carp gathered in a pile in the water and grabbed the fish food. A layer of red waves seemed to rise on the water.
He clapped his hands and continued the topic. He sighed softly:
"...Well, literature, great and touching words, always touch my heart again and again, making me unable to help myself... Maybe I have told you that I prefer English literature to French literature...
It is less fancy, less gorgeous, but more restrained, more... How should I put it, like a gentle, noble, and well-educated girl... She is knowledgeable, noble, and always so elegant and humble.
She lowered her head...she didn't speak often, but once she spoke a word or so, it was the most elegant conversation..."
He peeked at Zhu Yourong, who was "elegantly and humbly lowering his head", and then glanced at Zheng Yucong, who was hiding in the green waves of willow branches in the distance, poking his head, and couldn't help but add:
"...Unlike French literature, although it is also from a noble family, it is like a little social butterfly in the salon...revealing the vulgarity of Baroque and the artificiality of Rococo..."
Zhu Yourong still lowered her head, but she couldn't stand it anymore. She glanced around a few more times, but she still didn't see a palace maid walking in this direction. She wanted to just walk away, but she was worried that he would see it.
Clues are coming.
The prince stayed at the most upscale hotel in Nanjing, Yayixuan. This morning, Zhu Yourong had secretly ordered Dongchang to move into Yayixuan. Now in the hotel where the prince is staying, especially the floor reserved by the prince’s delegation,
The hotel staff they came into contact with were all Dongchang agents.
Dongchang also carried out "information blocking" measures for the prince's mission. Reports on the "electroshock kidnapping case" in Bangkok have been reported outside, but any newspapers with relevant news are not allowed to enter the hotel. Members of the mission go out and Dongchang
The factory also escorted and protected him throughout the process for safety reasons. So until now, they still have no idea what happened in Bangkok.
Now Zhu Yourong is desperately suppressing his hatred and fear of him, trying his best to stabilize him, and trying his best to give Xiang Xiaoqiang time to investigate.
Finally, she saw Wei Zijin's figure appearing on the other side. Wei Zijin looked up and saw Zhu Yourong and the prince alone in the waterside pavilion. He was surprised and walked quickly towards this side.
Zhu Yourong saw again that Zheng Yucong jumped out from behind a clump of cannas and stood in front of Wei Zijin. He was saying something with a smile and shaking his hands. But Wei Zijin lowered his head respectfully and said something softly.
, looking very determined. Zheng Yuqing tried to stop him for a while but couldn't stop her. She didn't dare to be arrogant with her cousin's people, so she reluctantly let Wei Zijin pass.
Wei Zijin lowered his head and took small steps along the small stone path until he reached the outside of the waterside pavilion.
She didn't go in either. She bowed slightly outside and said:
"Your Highness, there is a manager in the front hall of the palace who wants to see you. He said that he has received your permission and is honored to come to negotiate with His Highness."
Zhu Yourong felt relaxed all over. At the same time, he was also very surprised. The prince had only been in Ming Dynasty for a few days, so how could he know any manager? He probably wanted to spend some money in Nanjing.
The prince glanced at Wei Zijin and felt a little annoyed. However, he remembered that he had indeed contacted the manager and allowed him to visit him today. Maybe he didn't find it at the hotel and found it here again.
The prince smiled and apologized to Zhu Yourong, left the waterside pavilion, and went to the front hall. Wei Zijin stayed, entered the waterside pavilion, and met Zhu Yourong.
When Zhu Yourong saw her, he first asked:
"Zijin, who is the person he wants to see?"
Wei Zijin said:
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, he is meeting with the Nanjing manager of Cartier Company, and we have already made arrangements."
Oh, it turned out to be the jeweler... Why was he meeting the jeweler? To buy jewelry?
Wei Zijin took another step forward and said softly:
"Your Majesty, I would like to see you..."
"oh……"
Zhu Yourong turned to look at the lake. Prince Ananta had been wandering in front of him for a long time, and now when he heard Xiang Xiaoqiang's name, Zhu Yourong suddenly felt a sense of security and warmth.
"The plane at Laem Chabang Base has just landed, and a person was escorted... He told the adults that he was an important criminal involved in the bombing... He asked you to give him a chance to meet and let him tell you the whole story..."
Twenty-four hours have passed since the "electroshock kidnapping case" in Bangkok. This morning, several newspapers in Nanjing have reported on the incident, and all of them have invariably made various associations with the "Yanping Wang Explosion Case" in Nanjing. Zhu Yourong is now
I have roughly guessed who Xiang Xiaoqiang captured.
Zhu Yourong was shocked. He didn't expect that the kidnapping of Sawan Susi in Bangkok was really done by Xiang Xiaoqiang. This was too courageous. If he couldn't prove that Sawan Susi was the mastermind, then this matter was quite serious.
.
"I...I can meet him now," Zhu Yourong began to blush and said heartily at the same time, staring at the fish in the water, very flustered, "but I must meet him secretly...he is still a suspect now, outside
There are so many legends...well, we can't let the prince discover it, otherwise, it will...be in trouble."
Wei Zijin looked at her expression and said again:
"Your Majesty, Mr. Xiang has already thought of it... Tell Mr. Xiang that if you are willing to see him, he will arrange a very private place..."
Zhu Yourong grabbed the fabric of her mourning clothes on her chest and nodded gently:
"Okay...I'll go!...No matter where, I will go!"
…
Ten minutes later, a small delivery truck drove out of the back door of the Yanping Palace. The large group of reporters who gathered here 24 hours a day did not pay attention to the trucks that came in and out every day. They still stared at the door of the Yanping Palace, looking for opportunities to take pictures of those high-end buildings.
The license plate number of the car.
Zhu Yourong was sitting in the back compartment of the truck, looking at the small and simple canvas-covered compartment. He was sitting on a broken box, his arms grabbing the iron sheet above his head, his body was bumping along, and his heart was beating nervously.
This is the first time in her life that she has been in such a rough and crude environment.
Not only was it crude, but more importantly, it was all alone, without a single guard, without a single entourage, and was just dragged away by a broken truck to God knows where.
As an emperor and a queen of a great empire, what a great danger this is!
However, Zhu Yourong was willing to put herself in this danger. There was only one reason - this was arranged by Xiang Xiaoqiang. It was Xiang Xiaoqiang who wanted her to see him in this way.
…
After driving around the city of Nanjing, the truck drove south and entered Jianzi Lane, Qinhuai District. The large iron gate of a low-key deep house compound was opened, and the truck drove in quietly.
The truck drove back along the stone road. No matter where it went, there was no one there, as if it was driving into an empty house. Finally, the truck stopped in front of a beautiful Japanese-style building.
There was not a single guard or maid in the courtyard. There was only a slim figure, wearing a pure white Hanfu, with a filial belt tied around his waist, standing humbly next to the truck.
The truck stopped for a long time but there was no response and no one came out.
Zhu Yourong sat nervously in the trunk, not daring to say a word. She didn't know where she was, who was around, or whether she would be seen by outsiders.
"Your Majesty?" A soft voice came from under the car and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, please get out of the car."
Zhu Yourong hesitated for a moment and did not say anything. The voice said respectfully:
"Liaoyang respectfully welcomes His Majesty's Majesty."
Zhu Yourong felt relieved, knowing where this was. She stretched out her hand to open the canvas cover and stuck her head out.
Fourteen Gege, who was under the car, hurriedly stepped forward and helped her open the tailgate of the rear compartment, and then carefully helped Zhu Yourong jump out of the car.
Zhu Yourong immediately straightened her clothes after getting off the car, stretched out her hand to Shi Shigege, and said with a ladylike smile:
"Thank you for your time in Liaoyang."
Shi Shigege was very amused when she saw Zhu Yourong's face flushed with nervousness, but still trying to behave like a queen. She also smiled and shook hands, and then Zhu Yourong took the initiative to give her a polite hug.
Fourteen Gege couldn't stand it anymore. After saying a few respectful greetings as best he could, he led Zhu Yourong inside.
Zhu Yourong's face was red and her heart was pounding. She was thinking about Xiang Xiaoqiang, but she still followed her with all her might, and at the same time kept looking at the fourteenth grid.