Chapter 242 Slightly devotedly and never come out

If what An Pingzhi said was pointed out, Leng Xuanrong knew that he was actually talking about what happened in Wuming County. This means that he won't care about the past, but Leng Xuanrong still can't help but feel sad. In the final analysis, Leng Xuanrong still can't see through it, so she can't put down the vigilance in her heart anyway.

An Pingzhi himself poured a cup of tea and then sat next to Leng Xuanrong. He looked at Leng Xuanrong again and asked softly, "Have you fully recovered? There's nothing wrong, right?"

Leng Xuanrong looked up at An Pingzhi's expression and found that he seemed to really care about himself. Then he replied, "Mr. Wu has found a doctor surnamed Yan to treat me. He said that there was no big problem. I also think he has recovered and there should be no more problems."

"Doctor Yan..." An Pingzhi nodded, "The only one in this imperial city is indeed the most powerful doctor Yan. Mr. Wu is really open-eyed, and he didn't expect that anyone could be invited by him. With that, An Pingzhi sneered like self-deprecating and said, "I didn't expect that someone would dare to poison me at the banquet. I really can't stand you, Miss Xuanrong. But you can rest assured that I will definitely catch the murderer and put him in front of Miss Xuanrong and leave him at your disposal.

When he said this, there was a cold light in Anping's eyes, just like in the hut in Chaoyang Village.

Leng Xuanrong couldn't help shivering and hurriedly said, "I heard that this matter has been bothered by many people to investigate. Mr. An doesn't have to worry about it..."

"King Xiaohan's personal guard, the little soldier in the Kirin camp, the young master of the imperial palace, and those wine bags and rice bags of the criminal department..." An Pingzhi narrowed his eyes and looked at Leng Xuanrong at the corners of his mouth and whispered, "In addition, that Zeng Yanliang, Xuanrong girl, I'm afraid they are difficult to perform in this imperial city."

The sun has become particularly soft when it shines into the room through the window paper, but when such light falls on the white face of Anping at this time, it can only make people feel cold.

He grasped the trend of Xiaohan's palace. Although this was reasonable, Leng Xuanrong was still surprised after hearing it. Brother Yan Liang's actions have always been very careful and secretive. Dou Haowei and Du Yilin can know the news, naturally because their people are involved in it, but how did An Pingzhi know this? Is it possible that the whole imperial city is full of his eyes?

Is Anping's saying that these people are difficult to perform in the imperial city? Does he imply that their actions will be obstructed by him?

Before Leng Xuanrong thought about it, An Pingzhi said again, "This time, I was indeed negligent. Miss Xuanrong, please allow me to give you some compensation."

"Compensation?"

Leng Xuanrong was stunned and saw An Pingzhi suddenly get up and grab the oil paper umbrella beside him with one hand, grab Leng Xuanrong's wrist with the other hand, and pull her out of the wooden building.

After leaving the deserted yard, An Pingzhi let go of Leng Xuanrong's hand, held up the oil paper umbrella alone, and asked softly, "You haven't told me why you hate He Ruiping so much."

Leng Xuanrong knew that she couldn't deceive An Pingzhi, so she bowed her head with a wry smile and whispered, "Maybe she made me suffer a lot in my previous life, so I'll ask her for debts in this life."

This answer surprised An Pingzhi. He laughed and said, "Leng Xuanrong, Leng Xuanrong, sometimes I still think you are a smart person. It's really strange. Are you also a bullied person in your previous life? Even so, what good can it do for you after making her suffer in this life?

Benefits? Leng Xuanrong thought to himself, at least I had this evil breath in my heart.

She didn't say anything, and An Pingzhi continued, "If there is a previous life, maybe we have known each other. I don't have this strange disease, and you don't have a father who abandoned the official and fled. If I am just a commoner and you are just a commoner, maybe I will prepare a bride price to call a matchmaker and marry you home and discipline you for the rest of my life. Hahaha..."

An Pingzhi said this and was happy, but Leng Xuanrong didn't feel good about it.

They were not ordinary people in their previous lives. Their status was extremely different. The immortal-like eldest son didn't even look at her Leng Xuanrong.

Perhaps because of the days of getting along with each other in Chaoyang Village, An Pingzhi also became very relaxed when talking to Leng Xuanrong. At least he knows that the conversation between the two of them will not reach the ears of the third person now, or he has the illusion that they have a tacit understanding with each other. Although he realized this, An Pingzhi still couldn't stand his mouth. Those words that were very inconsistent with his usual style still jumped out one after another. From childhood to age, this is the first time that An Pingzhi has felt that he can talk to people so easily.

Almost all the way, An Pingzhi kept talking about what they had. After walking for about two teas, they turned around the two corridors and came to the glazed courtyard.

Leng Xuanrong was surprised and didn't understand why An Pingzhi brought herself back here.

Listening to the sound, the women in the room did not seem to have dispersed. Leng Xuanrong turned her head to look at the sun above her head, distinguished the time, and found that she did not seem to have left for a long time. She was just with An Pingzhi, and the time seemed to have been slowed down.

The two entered the hall one after the other. When An Pingzhi's figure appeared, everyone in the room fell silent and looked at them in surprise.

An Pingzhi put away the oil-paper umbrella and said with a smile after seeing the gifts to several elders in the room, "I heard that the seventh aunt came to pick cloth today, so I came over." With that, he went to the cloth-like table and took a look, turned his head and saw the cloth shopkeepers standing in the corner, and nodded with satisfaction. Then An Pingzhi turned around and pulled Leng Xuanrong's wrist to the table and asked softly, "Is there anything in this cloth that Xuanrong is like?"

Leng Xuanrong shook off An Pingzhi's hand in a panic and didn't know what to do.

After An Pingzhi was thrown away, he was not only not angry, but smiled happier. He called the shopkeepers of Buzhuang and asked, "Those are the best fabrics?"

Several Buzhuang shopkeepers took out all the good things at the bottom of the box and put them in front of An Pingzhi. An Pingzhi only glanced at them and said, "You send each of these cloths, and then..." He turned his head and saw Mrs. Seven again and said to Mrs. Seven with a smile, "Seventh aunt, Pingzhi has Can you ask Aunt Seven for help?"

Although An Pingzhi is a junior, he is second only to the Prime Minister in this prime minister's mansion. It is also a great opportunity for the seventh lady to help him. So the seventh lady nodded vigorously without even thinking, "Can Young Master Pingzhi still ask the seventh aunt for help? This must be a big deal. Don't worry, as long as the seventh aunt can do it, she will definitely do it properly.

When An Pingzhi heard the words, he grabbed Leng Xuanrong, dragged her to the seventh lady, stretched out his hand and said, "Seventh aunt, go find the best tailor in the imperial city and use these fabrics to make some good clothes for Miss Xuanrong. Didn't the Empress Yanling in the palace say that she would hold a flower appreciation party in a few days? I'm going to take Miss Xuanrong with me. After saying that, An Pingzhi looked at Leng Xuanrong carefully and said to the seventh lady, "Seventh aunt, you can't let me lose face in front of Yan Ling."

An Pingzhi's arrangement exploded in this hall like a muffled thunder. The ladies present were stunned. After reacting, their eyes focused on He Ruiping.

The well-informed people know that Yan Ling's mother held this flower appreciation party mainly to add joy to the marriage of An Pingzhi and He Ruiping, which is also to give the prime minister's mansion great face. But before An Pingzhi said that he would take He Ruiping with him, he actually decided to bring another one first. Did the woman enter the palace? What is this statement?

The news of the flower viewing party naturally came to He Ruiping's ears. Now that An Pingzhi said this, He Ruiping was shocked that she couldn't speak. She stared at An Pingzhi and looked at Leng Xuanrong, who was pulled by An Pingzhi's wrist. She didn't know how to react at all.

Even Leng Xuanrong was stunned by An Pingzhi's words.

Enter the palace? Flower viewing party?

Leng Xuanrong looked at An Pingzhi inexplicably. An Pingzhi leaned down to Leng Xuanrong's ear and said in a low voice, "Look back at He Ruiping. This is my little compensation for you. How about that?"

After hearing this, Leng Xuanrong turned to look at He Ruiping and saw that she was so angry that she was about to explode. Her face was red and white, and her lips that were bitten by her had oozed blood.

So it is.

Unconsciously, Leng Xuanrong felt that she had returned to her previous life. If this happened in her previous life, she would definitely point to He Ruiping's nose and ask her fiercely, do you still want to take out the stick and whip to hit her severely? Do you still want to punish her for two days without eating? Do you still want to lock her in the light? Waiting to die in the room.

He Ruiping, He Ruiping, you must be unwilling now. You must be thinking about why God is so unfair to you, but you can't imagine that this is the bitter fruit you planted in your previous life. What you have tasted in this life is just one of the pain I have experienced!

When she came to her senses, Leng Xuanrong shook off An Pingzhi's hand again. She bowed coldly and said to An Pingzhi, "Thank you for your eldest son's intention. Leng Xuanrong is ashamed to take it."

An Pingzhi looked very satisfied, and after telling the seventh lady a few words, he held his oil paper umbrella and left.

After An Pingzhi left, the eyes of the women in the room looked at Leng Xuanrong again, and even the seventh lady couldn't help looking at Leng Xuanrong again. She couldn't help muttering that she didn't know what the reason for this Leng Xuanrong was. Why did the eldest son treat her so well? Is it possible that she is the favorite person of the eldest son?