Chapter 123 (1/2)

”Prince Xiaoyao?” When Jiang Ying heard that he was involved in Jiang Luoyu, the son of Xiaoyao king, he frowned slightly, and his anger dropped a little bit. His words were more thoughtful. ”How could this matter have anything to do with him? Isn't Qinghong's sister from Zhenwei garden? How could you be sent to that new cousin, but what did you do? ”

The old mammy didn't expect that she said the murderer. The eldest young master in front of her didn't show anger. Instead, she thought deeply. For a moment, she couldn't help but feel a little panic. She quickly interrupted in a low voice: ”back to the eldest young master, it's the lady who insists on sending the light red to the prince Xiaoyao to be the insider of Zhenwei garden.”

”Be a spy?” Hearing the key words, Jiang Ying immediately narrowed her eyes, and her voice became colder, ”what should I do?”

The old mammy didn't know what she was saying, but when she looked up at Jiang Ying's expression at this time, she saw the cold look on Jiang Ying's face. Her heart sank. She was afraid that Jiang Ying's words had caused Jiang Ying's dissatisfaction. She was afraid that he would not avenge her niece, and then explained quickly.

”You know, you know, if you want to be transferred from a foreign office to Beijing, you have to do something about it...”

With these words, the old mammy looked up again and looked at Jiang Ying's expression. Unexpectedly, she found that Jiang Ying's expression seemed to be softer. She knew that her words were correct, and she continued to strike while the iron was hot.

”The dowry in my wife's hand was not enough, so she decided to let Qinghong become a servant girl there and steal the account books from the yard. Qinghong is the most clever and beautiful one in Zhenwei garden, and she is still loyal to his wife. That's why...”

”Needless to say, I'm almost clear about it.”

This time, without waiting for the old Mammy to finish speaking, Jiang Ying lowered her eyes thoughtfully, and her eyes seemed to flash a cunning light. She walked slowly towards the flower drop gate not far away, and said in a low voice.

”My mother used to send the light red sect to safety. It was said that the son of Xiaoyao king could not take his servant girl away even with filial piety. If he could get the account book of the royal family's property and use a strategy to lead a man in to make the son of Xiaoyao King fall in love with a man, the rest of the descendants of Xiaoyao king, who are both common sons and have not yet reached the crown, will be able to temporarily hand over the property to the prince It is kept by the government. ”

Speaking of this, his smile on his face was a bit deeper, and his white side face showed a kind of expression of contentment in the sun. His fingers gently touched the trunk of a lush pear tree planted by the hanging flower door, and then he continued.

”When it is handed over to us for safekeeping, where the money will eventually go will not be the matter of the carefree palace.”

, as like as two peas in the first place, he was almost as if he were staying with Zhen's family at first, and the faces were more astonished. He thought that when his old master was away from the government, he was almost as smart as a man. But he was somewhat frivolous. It's on the rise.

as like as two peas and Mrs. Dame thought, but since the event of the lady, madam has been in a constant state of affairs. The huge residence has been occupied by Mu's family, not to mention that the ”free and easy king” son has been sold.

At present, as long as she thinks that she can clean up the young master in front of her, and deal with the Xiaoyao Wang Shizi, who has escaped Zhen's plot again and again, and the murderer who killed her niece, she feels that her whole body is full of the pleasure of revenge, and her crying voice is a little bigger than just now.

”Young master, we are light red The innocent girl was killed by the carefree King's son when she was working for her wife. The eldest young master is Qinghong's sweetheart, but she must avenge Qinghong! ”

Jiang Ying looked at the old mammy in front of her so sad. For a moment, she couldn't bear it. She also remembered that she had seen her in the daytime. No matter in her eyes or in her lips, she had a kind of absent-minded young man. Her expression on her face became colder and colder, and her eyes also had some deep meaning: ”don't worry, Mammy, I have my own measurement, and you can come with your ears.”

The old mother listened to his words and knew that he had agreed to her words. She immediately got up and walked quickly to him. Her eyes were shining with the light of a trick. She nodded: ”yes, yes...”

”Isn't he a Gemini?” When she had finished her instructions, she watched her running to the yard outside. Jiang Ying had a warm look on her face, but she had a strange smile and murmured, ”fortunately, it's just a Gemini.”

The second day I saw Jiang Ying, at noon, Jiang Luoyu was looking down at a Book of poems in Bibo garden, Xiyuan.

When he saw the notes written with a vermilion brush on the yellowing page, his fingers seemed to move towards the small red characters out of control. When his fingertips completely touched the words, he suddenly seemed to be scalded by something and pulled back his hand faster than he had just moved.This seems to have been written a few days ago. The ink is not dry. It was written by the man who was sitting on the bed of arhat not far away with a brush dipped in cinnabar. He looked calm and calm, and wrote it carefully.