The Reborn Noble Girl is Hard to Find

Ji Lan continued: "Knowing people and faces but not hearts, Mrs. Zhou seemed to be a rich messenger, but she didn't expect her hands and feet to be clean, but she stole it from her sister."

Han Yan shook her head: "Not necessarily."

Is it really stealing? Probably looking for something.

It seems that the doubts that have been unresolved for a long time have finally been answered, Da Zhou suddenly visited, and finally came up with a good explanation. If she was staying in Zhuang Mansion to find something, what exactly was this thing? It seems that Taishi Zhang also knew about this, so she let her stay here, and even she was instructed by Zhang Taishi.

Taishi Zhang seems to be someone who supports the Seventh Prince.

Ji Lan didn't hear Han Yan's words, and continued: "I heard that she and the master are still unclear. Bah, I'm not ashamed. I'm already someone's concubine, and I'm still thinking about Hong Xing going out."

With a move in Han Yan's heart, his thoughts became more firm. Perhaps the Da Zhou clan did not find what he wanted from the Zhou clan, so he had already begun to approach Zhuang Shiyang?

"Miss..." Seeing her in a trance, Ji Lan said quickly, "Miss?"

Han Yan smiled, but her eyebrows sank.

I remember that Da Zhou was the initiator when designing the matter between him and Zhang Wei. It was very good. If she didn't return the favor, she would have wasted her chance to live again.

"Ji Lan." Han Yan smiled and said, "Go and check with the servants next to the master, and ask them to pay attention to Mrs. Zhou and the master's every move."

Ji Lan was taken aback: "Isn't the young lady going to quarrel with the master because of this? From what the slaves saw, as long as Mrs. Zhou is the concubine of Zhang Taishi's mansion for one day, she cannot enter the gate of the manor's mansion dignifiedly. Did you close one eye? Instead, it made the master unhappy."

"Who said I was going to quarrel with my father?" Han Yan calmly flipped the pages on the table: "It's just to promote a good thing."

Ji Lan wanted to say something, but Shu Hong hurried in from outside the house, closed the door behind her back, and then closed the window. Both of them rarely saw Shu Hong's flustered appearance, and they were a little surprised. Shu Hong looked out the window again, and finally walked quickly to Han Yan and whispered, "Miss, something happened!"

Han Yan looked at her and said solemnly, "Speak slowly, it's alright."

Shu Hong took a breath: "King Wei and the master discussed in the hall, and have decided to marry the second young lady to the prince as a concubine, and will come in next month."

Ji Lan exclaimed: "How is that possible? How could it be her turn to be the concubine?"

Han Yan frowned: "Then you said something happened, what is it?"

Shu Hong bit her lip and looked at Han Yan worriedly: "The prince asked to decide the marriage with the young lady before the concubine entered the mansion. Next year, once the young lady is married, she will immediately marry the prince!"

Marry Wei Rufeng!

The scroll in Han Yan's hand fell to the ground with a snap, but his expression did not fluctuate.

Ji Lan was also stunned. They had always been close to Han Yan, so they naturally understood that Han Yan's attitude towards Wei Rufeng had always been aloof. At first, I didn't understand why my young lady didn't care about the sweetheart that this young girl in Beijing was rushing to, and even a little annoying. Later, as I got closer, I gradually saw that Wei Rufeng was different from the rumored one. During several conversations with Han Yan, the two maids were also present, and they also thought that Wei Rufeng was not a good match. Not to mention that Han Yan doesn't like Wei Rufeng in his heart, just as far as this marriage is concerned, it's like a deal for Zhuang Yushan to enter Wei Wang's mansion.

Han Yan smiled: "I'm fine, you go out and do things first."

Ji Lan and Shu Hong were still a little worried, but seeing Han Yan's calm face, they didn't say anything and quietly pushed out of the room.

Han Yan sat in the room and said nothing. In my heart, it is generally not calm.

After going around in this life, is it still unavoidable to have a relationship with Wei Rufeng?

She can walk away, and from now on, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. But under the whole world, is it not the king's land, she can really escape from the palms of Wei Zhuang and the two houses, but she escaped by luck, and lived a life of trepidation, what should I do with the remaining Ming brother? I can't bear to let him live a life of escape with me, nor can I leave him in the mansion and let him face those who have ghosts. This road turned out to be impassable.

She cares about everything, but she didn't expect Wei Rufeng's attitude in this matter. The two Zhou sisters will definitely try their best to complete this marriage, and she can't do anything about it.

Do you just sit still like this?

Do not!

The plum blossom thorn suddenly fell out of his arms, Han Yan grabbed the plum blossom thorn in his hand, looked at it carefully, and recalled the man's whisper in his ear: "If there is any difficulty, the Shangxuan Qing palace will find this prince. Yes."

If it's difficult...if it's difficult...

Han Yan "suddenly" stood up, did he expect such an event?

Sitting back on the wooden chair, Han Yan thought for a long time, then suddenly pulled the letter from the table, picked up the pen and started writing.

From day to night, Han Yan never left the house, Ji Lan and Shu Hong stayed outside, extremely worried. When the moon was dark, the door of the back room was pushed open, and Han Yan stood at the door, looking at them with a smile: "I'm hungry."

Shu Hong hurriedly went to the small kitchen to prepare meals, while Han Yan walked to Ji Lan and stuffed a letter in her hand into her sleeve.

"Miss..." Ji Lan's expression changed.

Han Yan whispered: "Send this letter to the Xuanqing Palace."

Ji Lan nodded and said yes, Han Yan's eyes became solemn when she saw her figure disappearing into the night.

Everything that should be done has been done, and now what the result will be, only Fu Yunxi can see.

Xuanqing Palace.

Cheng Lei was bored and flipped through the military book in his hand: "I have been back in Beijing for too long, and the emperor will not let me go to war. Xirong's side is constantly making small movements, and life is really boring."

Fu Yunxi was sitting in front of the desk, with books piled high in piles: "How long do you plan to live here?"

Hearing his words, Cheng Lei, who was lying on his back, immediately sat up straight: "Hey, aren't you trying to drive me away? You know where the General's Mansion is, so I don't want to go back."

Fu Yunxi was unmoved: "You stay in the Xuanqing Palace all day long, aren't you afraid of gossiping outside?"

Cheng Lei thought about it for a while, then laughed wickedly: "What are you afraid of, anyway, you have the name of broken sleeves, it's a big deal to spread my affair with you. It's not just that you can save your mind, lest your imperial brother always worry about marrying you. This matter." After a pause, he suddenly thought of something, and waved his hands again and again: "No, if the emperor knows what you have with me, he has to punish me severely, absolutely."

Fu Yunxi sneered and didn't speak. At this moment, the servant outside the door suddenly came to report: "My lord, there is a girl outside who gave a letter to the villain, saying that it was for the lord."

Hearing this, Fu Yunxi lowered her head to think for a moment, then took the letter from the servant and opened it.