If he can't find that woman, Leng Lanzhi's heart will never be at peace.
It was as if there was a poisonous snake hovering around her. She could feel its presence, but she couldn't see it or touch it. This feeling was the most uncomfortable.
In her restlessness, she gradually developed the urge to destroy.
Did she really have to use such a roundabout method?
She is the dignified Princess Jialuo, the most noble and unparalleled woman in the Sheng Kingdom. There is only one more noble person in the world than her mother.
She can divorce her husband if she wants to. What does the world's doubts have to do with her?
Sensing that Leng Lanzhi's mood was not right, Axiang's cold voice was slightly worried: "Princess?"
Leng Lanzhi was still immersed in his own thoughts and did not hear Axiang's call.
That couple treated her like this, why should she let them live happily?
She should use the power in her hands to bring Pingnan Hou Mansion to the bottom!
Let Shen Yi die without a burial place!
Let that bitch and the little white-eyed wolf watch helplessly as the scumbag's head is missing, and then accompany their lover/father on the road in panic!
right!
This is their ending!
"Princess? Princess?" The jade-like clear voice was like a clear spring pouring into boiling water, and the scalding mania gradually subsided.
If there is a seemingly non-existent refreshing cold fragrance, it hits the tip of the nose, which soothes the mood very well.
Leng Lanzhi's expression gradually returned to clarity.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead at some point. Leng Lanzhi raised his hand to wipe it away, only to see Axiang's usually cold face filled with worry.
Leng Lanzhi thought of the call just now and couldn't help but feel grateful: "I'm sorry, I just thought of some bad things and scared you."
After a pause, he added: "And, thank you."
Axiang opened her mouth and looked in a certain direction.
But Leng Lanzhi was rubbing his eyebrows with his eyes closed at the moment, so he didn't notice it.
After a moment, she closed her lips and didn't say anything more. She just said with concern: "Princess, it's probably because you are too tired today. Why don't you go to bed earlier?"
Leng Lanzhi responded.
The deep night soon enveloped the earth, and even the moon hid in the clouds, seeming to want to enjoy a moment of peace.
In the canopy of a lush sycamore tree outside Jinxiu Garden, a noble man's handsome face was slightly sunken.
What did she just... think of?
"Could it be Shen Yizhi..."
Thinking of her sudden desire to investigate Shen Yizhi's actions, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Shen Yizhi, you'd better hide your fox tail deeper. If you are caught by Hondian Si..."
He wanted someone who held his heart in his heart and couldn't bear to frown upon her. If Shen Yizhi dared to make her sad, he would definitely teach that person that the name Thousand Faced Shura was not a legend, but a reality. demon.
The next day, He Qianqian got up early and helped Xiaorou for a while. Seeing that there was nothing she could do here, Xiaorou went to the small kitchen again.
When Leng Lanzhi was eating his breakfast, he frowned slightly: "Who made today's breakfast?"
Xiaorou didn't know why: "It's Mrs. Wen from the small kitchen. She's always been her. Is there anything wrong with her?"
"Today's dessert is a little short." Leng Lanzhi said with unclear meaning.
Only then did Xiaorou discover the problem with the dessert.
In addition to taking care of the princess these two days, she also had to take care of He Qianqian.
Although He Qianqian didn't need her care most of the time, she was a person that the princess valued after all. As the princess's confidant, she naturally couldn't ignore him.
When the food was served, she happened to take the little girl out to wash her hands, so she didn't notice anything wrong with the food.
Leng Lanzhi has never been picky about food, and there are always two meat, two vegetarian and two desserts on the table.
Occasionally when dessert is unavailable, a sweeter dish will be substituted.
But today, there was only one dessert on the table, and the other dessert was replaced by a meat dish.
Xiaorou's face darkened: "My slave, call Lady Wen here right now!"
He Qianqian's expression changed: "Sister Xiaorou, no!"
She came to Leng Lanzhi and knelt down with a bang: "Princess, don't blame Lady Wen. I begged Lady Wen for a long time before Lady Wen agreed to do this!"
Leng Lanzhi looked at her expressionlessly: "Why?"
Although the two of them had not known each other for a long time, Leng Lanzhi had never been cold-faced.
He Qianqian was smarter than ordinary children, and she could even feel that the princess's attitude towards her was much better than that towards others.
She has always been proud of it.
She never expected that the princess would become so cold today. She was scared, confused, and a little sad at the same time.
She bit her lip and explained with sobs: "Yesterday when the princess was dining, she almost touched the two desserts, but she ate a few more bites of meat. I think the princess definitely doesn't like sweets, she prefers eating Meat, so he begged Mrs. Wen to make more meat dishes.
I thought... I thought that by doing this, the princess would eat more happily. "
Leng Lan was stunned.
Xiaorou also looked at He Qianqian in surprise.
The unparalleled Princess Jialuo likes to speak out but is not very elegant.
She indeed prefers non-vegetarian food, and desserts are dispensable to her.
If she really didn't have anything to eat, she wouldn't mind eating dessert as the main thing.
But she has many choices, so there is no need to wrong herself.
However, as a member of the royal family, even if she is not a prince, she cannot reveal her preferences easily.
Therefore, she has never been picky about food, and she can move whatever is brought to the table.
The question is whether to move too much or too little.
This difference is very subtle. Apart from her father and mother who love her the most, only Xiaorou, who has served her since childhood, knows it.
Even the Zhao family and Ping Nanhou, who had eaten at the same dining table with her for six years in her previous life, and Shen Lin'an, whom she loved dearly in her previous life, did not notice this.
Unexpectedly, a little girl whom I had just met for a day discovered it keenly.
Leng Lanzhi couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, but his eyes softened unconsciously: "Get up, I won't punish Lady Wen today."
He Qianqian's eyes lit up: "Thank you, princess!"
After dinner, Xiaorou went to arrange a carriage to take He Qianqian to Du Mansion for classes.
When the carriage passed the fork in the road, it met the Zhao family's ancestor and grandson coming from a distance.
The driver looked at the horse with his eyes, nose, and nose, then cracked his whip and landed on the horse's butt. The horse neighed and suddenly sped up.
When Zhao saw the carriage, she thought it was Leng Lanzhi. Just as she was about to come over and give orders, the carriage stirred up a cloud of dust.
When she arrived with Shen Lin'an, she could only see the butt of the car in the distance.
Zhao was furious: "This princess! It's getting more and more outrageous!"
Then he looked down at Shen Lin'an beside him, feeling a headache.
This morning, a eunuch came to the Royal Academy and told her in an eccentric manner that from now on, Shen Lin'an no longer needs to go to the Royal Academy. He should polish his temperament at home. When will he be able to set his mind and study hard? When will Your Majesty consider letting him go back again?
Zhao was anxious immediately.
The eunuch said it politely, but in fact, didn't this mean that Shen Lin'an was not allowed to go to the Royal Academy?
After all, "considering" something, you can consider letting him continue studying, or you can consider not letting him go.
As soon as Zhao became anxious, she planned to find Leng Lanzhi to come forward.
At this time, the maid next to Zhao reminded: "Madam, the person in the carriage should not be the princess, but Miss He Wu."
