The rustling cold wind blew up Bai Hao, and the sound of the wind seemed to be mixed with a bit of sadness.
The palace maid and eunuch kneeling in the courtyard were frightened, trembling all over, and even the timid ones couldn't hold back a few suppressed sobs.
As soon as he started crying, the imperial guards covered his mouth and dragged him down.
The regent didn't like to hear crying at this time and was not allowed to cry.
The people kneeling in front of the coffin in the palace were handkerchiefs who usually played well with the princess. They were not very courageous. They were frightened by the heavy pressure. They felt sour in their hearts and couldn't help but shed tears. They suppressed their emotions. A low cry.
The man's voice was cold and flat: "You disturbed her."
A simple word forced them to retreat with choked sobs.
To this day, why the princess died suddenly is still a mystery.
No one knew, and no one dared to inquire.
Jiang Yue listened to the sound of lawsuits in her ears. If it hadn't been for these specious dreams, she would never have known that Zhou Fuwei would even organize a funeral for her.
It's as if he is really a qualified man.
It's also like he really loves her.
Jiang Yue couldn't understand that since she returned to Beijing, she and Zhou Fuwei had never seen each other again.
When they were in Yanzhou, she only had a brief encounter with him.
When Jiang Yue had nothing to do at that time, she would go to the courtyard where she stayed and take a look at the man she rescued. He was seriously injured. If she hadn't saved him, he would have almost died.
But he was also tough, and the doctor said he survived several critical situations.
Jiang Yue could tell that he was not a talkative person.
He had been recovering from his injury for more than a month, and when he was about to recover, he seemed to have just remembered to inquire about her identity.
Jiang Yue didn't want to cause trouble for herself, because she was afraid that he would know that she was a princess and wanted to commit herself to her, so she would use a false identity to fool him.
He didn't believe it.
She knew it, and so did he.
Jiang Yue later regarded him as a way to relieve his boredom, and only talked to him when he was bored.
He looked at her with an incomprehensible look in his eyes, and before leaving, he really asked her if she was married.
Jiang Yue held her chin up and looked at the sky in the distance. She said, "No."
The girl was in high spirits, and then said: "The person I want to marry in the future must be a great hero!"
Her Royal Highness just wants to marry a hero.
A great hero who defends his home and country, a great hero who acts chivalrously and righteously, and a great hero who sacrifices himself for others.
She looked at him and said, "I can't stand a delicate and frail man like you."
Although he is good-looking, he neither knows martial arts, nor can he go to the battlefield to defend the country, nor can he defend his people without any weapons.
Her Royal Highness the Princess looks down upon such a useless person.
She stood up, her long hair gently lifted by the wind, and stood in the golden dusk, bright and moving, with infinite courage, as if she owned a higher sky and a farther boundary.
She said: "I'm leaving."
She looked at him and told him in the most relaxed tone: "I will never come to see you again. I saved you, so you don't have to take it to heart. If it were any other person, I wouldn't ignore him." .”
When the little princess was young, she also had the dream of being a heroine, traveling around the world and saving lives and healing the wounded.
She walked forward and never looked back.
Jiang Yue herself was surprised that she could still clearly remember all the trivial things that happened in Yanzhou.
So, was it because Zhou Fuwei saw and recognized her face after she died that he helped her have a grand burial as if he was deeply affectionate?
The picture in front of her began to blur again, and everyone began to fade away in her sight.
A familiar voice slowly woke her up.
She raised her eyelids and saw the man already standing in front of her. There was an unconcealable tiredness in her voice: "Is the annual meeting over?"
Zhou Ji stretched out his hand to feel her forehead, but it was not hot.
He helped her lift the blanket hugging her chest and said in a steady voice, "Well, it's almost done."
Zhou Ji was just showing up tonight and had nothing else to do.
"You didn't eat much just now. Let's go. I'll take you to dinner."
Jiang Yue slowly got up, and he put his coat on her shoulders. Even in the air-conditioned place, he was worried that she would catch a cold.
Jiang Yue thought for a while and asked, "You don't know how to have a candlelight dinner, do you?"
Zhou Ji raised her eyebrows and looked at her deeply, "No."
He paused for a moment and took her hand calmly: "If you want to have a candlelight dinner, I'll let them arrange it now."
Jiang Yue shook his head: "No."
The driver was waiting outside, Zhou Ji took the people away in advance, and no one dared to say anything.
Everyone dared to watch silently, the gossip in their hearts was already beating wildly.
Why didn't I realize before that there were such well-matched wealthy couples in this world?
Both of them have top-notch looks, and their temperaments are rarely evenly matched.
After tonight, these unfounded speculations in the circle will be quiet for a long time. Smart people can see that this is Zhou Ji supporting Jiang Yue.
If you are clear-headed, you will not be able to make trouble with Jiang Yue by secretly poking at him from now on.
To embarrass Jiang Yue is to embarrass Zhou Ji.
How many people in Beijing can afford to offend Zhou Ji? Before resorting to any tricks, you should consider whether you are qualified or not.
Hotel entrance.
Gu Chen was leaning against the doorpost, smoking lazily.
Fu Qingnian glanced at him in shock, and said in a calm tone: "Put out the cigarette, I don't want to smoke second-hand."
Gu Chen made a careless smile: "I'm annoyed right now."
Fu Qingnian had just used thunderous means to deal with those people in the Fu family who had evil intentions, and he didn't even feel bothered. What did Gu Chen, the second generation ancestor, have to worry about?
As the two of them talked, they heard the sound of unhurried footsteps.
The high heels landed on the soft carpet, making a soft clicking sound.
Gu Chen put out the cigarette. When the wind blew, there was only a faint smell of tobacco left around him, which was not unpleasant. He subconsciously looked towards Jiang Yue.
The moonlight is shining, and the fairies who have strayed into the mortal world can be seen from a distance and should not be played with.
Gu Chen swallowed silently and put his hands in his pockets. On the surface, he still looked carefree.
Fu Qingnian didn't look at Jiang Yue as carefully as he did at first. He quickly turned his attention to Zhou Ji and asked casually: "Are you leaving now?"
Zhou Ji hummed, opened the car door, and let Jiang Yue get in the car first. Then she had time to talk to the two of them: "She hasn't eaten much, I'll take her to have dinner first."
Gu Chen chuckled: "Didn't you eat a lot of cakes?"
Zhou Ji and Fu Qingnian looked at him one after another, but Gu Chen still smiled, but the smile on his lips softened a little: "Chen Wan also likes to eat that little cake, and it was just right when I went to get it for her. Saw."
Chen Wan is the female companion Gu Chen brought here tonight.
She is also his assistant who has been working beside him for the past two years.
Due to the unclear relationship, Zhou Ji and Fu Qingnian didn't care about his personal life, and they never asked him if he was true or false.
When Zhou Ji heard this, his stern expression softened slightly, "Let's go first."
He got into the car, still wrapped in the icy cold air.
Jiang Yue thought he was not warm enough, so she leaned to the side.
Zhou Ji always indulged her little thoughts. He pretended not to notice and suddenly asked, "Did you talk to Gu Chen tonight?"
