Chapter 62 Invitation

Style: Girl Author: Xia SanniangWords: 2034Update Time: 24/01/11 07:44:56
After a while, the maid came in with Li Ming.

Li Ming glanced at Chu Ci and Bai Zhi, and finally walked straight to Heng Wu, stopping a few steps away from her.

"Miss Heng."

"Weiwei Li, the princess has not returned for a long time. We are very worried. We came to you to confirm with you again. Apart from asking you to go back to the house in advance to pass on the news of her return, did the princess say she was going anywhere else?"

"Miss Heng, the princess only said that she would return home today and did not explain the rest."

"Okay, I'd like to ask Li to escort me for this trip."

After finishing his words, Li Ming bowed his hands to Heng Wu Gong and then stepped back.

As soon as Li Ming walked away, Heng Wu said from behind: "Sitting and waiting for death is not an option. The top priority is to immediately send people out of the city to search along the way. If nothing is found along the way, go directly to Hanshan Temple to find out the situation."

"I'll go!" Chu Ci said, who had been silent.

"Well, bring more people." Heng Wu nodded, looked at Chu Ci and suggested that if he went there, they would feel more at ease.

"I know." After saying that, Chu Ci strode away.

"Step aside!"

"Get out of the way!"

On the street, a group of people rode on the street, causing a cloud of dust.

At the door of the teahouse, Su Muyun rarely took a moment to come to the teahouse for a gathering at the invitation of a friend. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got off the car, he saw someone galloping past him on the street. Although it was only a quick glance, he Su Muyun still recognized the person in the head at a glance.

Su Muyun frowned slightly and looked at the retreating figures of Chu Ci and others. He suddenly turned his head and whispered a few words in Qinjiu's ear. The latter nodded and immediately disappeared into the sea of ​​people. Seeing this, he Adjust your clothes and robes and go in from the teahouse.

As soon as Su Muyun walked to the door of the elegant room, he heard a burst of hearty laughter. He paused when he pushed the door open, then opened the door and went in.

Hearing the noise, the two people at the table turned and looked back. Seeing that it was Su Muyun, they hurriedly got up from their seats. One of them walked forward with a smile and said, "Brother Muyun, you're here."

"Sorry, Su is late." Su Muoyun bowed to the two of them to express his apology.

"Haha, I am so lucky to receive such a gift from Prime Minister Su!" Another person stood in his place and joked.

Hearing this, the three of them laughed in unison.

Pang Youwan put his arms around Su Muyun's shoulders and pushed him forward while saying, "Okay, okay, there is no need for those false gifts between us."

"Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other for more than two years since Youwan retired to his hometown with the Taifu." Pei Wenning said with a smile.

"Isn't it? I can only come back this time because of the emperor's grace. You also know that my sister two years ago..." At this point, Pang Youwan's eyes flashed with sadness: "If it weren't for the emperor's order, My grandfather is afraid that he will never want to set foot in this sad place of the Imperial Capital again."

"Youwan, you..." Pei Wenyu looked at Pang Youwan, not knowing what to say.

"Wenyu, don't worry. It's been more than two years since this happened. I've already let it go. Come on, sit down, everyone, don't talk about me. Wenyu, I heard that Princess Jing'an wants to marry you." , is it true?" Pang Youwan looked at Pei Wenyu excitedly.

Upon hearing this, Pei Wenyu frowned and said in a deep voice, "I don't know who instigated it, but the princess is determined to make me marry the second daughter of Liu Chenghong of Jingzhao Mansion."

"Then you agreed?" Pang Youwan said in surprise.

Pei Wenyu smiled bitterly and said: "I am just a concubine who is not favored by Prince Jing'an. Although Prince Jing'an has not treated me badly in terms of food and clothing over the years, there are many things that I, a concubine, do not have the final say on."

"But getting a wife is a big deal. If I can't marry someone I like, I would rather not marry in this life!"

Pang Youwan's words stung Pei Wenyu severely. He picked up the wine glass and drank glass after glass in silence.

However, Pang Youwan, who has always been weak, did not notice anything was wrong with Pei Wenyu, and planned to continue to persuade Pei Wenyu to carefully consider marriage matters, but Su Muyun changed the topic first: "Youwan, does the emperor have something to say in calling the Taifu back to the court? What."

"I really don't know about this matter. Grandpa didn't tell me, so I didn't ask." Pang Youwan said with a blank look on his face.

While they were talking, Qinjiu came in from outside and saw Pang Youwan and Pei Wenyu there, so he said, "Qinjiu has met Mr. Pang and Mr. Pei."

"I thought Brother Su came alone, but I didn't expect Qin Jiu to be here." Pei Wenqing, who had recovered from his composure, looked at Qin Jiu.

"It was Qinjiu who was playful and asked the young master to take Qinjiu out with him." Qinjiu said with a smile.

"That's true, you little boy, you always like to be lively, but your young master also likes to be quiet. I don't know how you have come here all these years." Pang Youwan shook his head and sighed, joking.

"Isn't that right? Mr. Pang still understands Qinjiu." Qinjiu wrinkled his face and pitifully complained to Pang Youwan.

Seeing Qin Jiu and Pang Youwan getting carried away in their conversation, Su Muyun Qingjun's face cracked a little. He interrupted their conversation with a light cough and said, "The things I asked you have been done."

"Oops, I almost forgot about business!" Qinjiu slapped his forehead, walked quickly to Su Muyun's ear and whispered in Su Muyun's ear: "The people in the princess's house are too strict. Qinjiu didn't find out the specific situation, but it seems It’s related to the eldest princess.”

Hearing this, Su Muyun's eyes darkened, and then he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression changed: "You two, Su has something urgent to do today, so take the first step."

"Hey? Why is it so urgent? Let's have a cup of tea before we leave!" Pang Youwan wanted to persuade him to stay, but Su Muoyun left too fast. As soon as he finished speaking, he had already left the private room and disappeared.

Pang Youwan shook his head helplessly, picked up a cup of tea, took a sip and muttered: "What's the matter? I'm so anxious. I finally came back without saying a word, and didn't even drink a cup of tea. Let’s go like this.”

"Maybe there is really something urgent. As the prime minister, Brother Su needs to handle all the matters in the court. You should be more considerate and considerate of him. Don't you still have me accompanying you?"

"That's right. Come, let's have a drink with tea instead of wine." Pang Youwan raised the tea cup and touched it with Pei Wenyu, then picked it up and drank it himself.

Pei Wenyu glanced at Pang Youwan who was enjoying himself, and a flash of doubt flashed in his eyes. Although Qinjiu spoke very quietly, he still vaguely heard the words Princess Mansion and Eldest Princess. Could it be that Brother Su left in such a hurry? What happened to the eldest princess?

"Hey, Wen Yu, what are you thinking about? I've finished my drink, why didn't you take a sip?" Pang Youwan said dissatisfiedly as he looked at the teacup still placed in front of the table and drank from it.

"Oh, drink it now, drink it now." Under Pang Youwan's direct gaze, Pei Wenyu absentmindedly picked up the tea cup and swallowed it.

"Sir, where are we going next?" Qin Jiu pulled the reins in front of the carriage and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from inside the car: "Go home."

"Yes." Qinjiu jumped on the carriage and drove back.