Chapter 228: Goodbye

After Xu Cong'an was asked, he recalled what happened in those years. However, he has always been in charge of things in the imperial city and has a bad temper, so ordinary people dare not and unwilling to invite him to his door. Naturally, these gossips will not enter his ears.

"At that time, I didn't know anything about the wind and snow in the capital." He frowned, "However, this side concubine's body is really weak... weak..." With that, he gently tapped on the table and felt that he didn't remember anything. "Maybe this side concubine has been silent in the capital because she is weak and sick, and she is a common girl. On the contrary, it seems that I have vaguely heard of this prince, and the intimate princess Jinyang, which is quite suitable for a talented woman.

So, when Jinyang had no choice but to make a marriage but die in a foreign country for the glory and humiliation of his family, did he let Nangu Bo Aiwu and Wu marry her most imaginable concubine? Xuejian's fast brain made up a story. Could it also be because of this that this side concubine, who finally had a good home, has a natural enemy-like hatred for her "husband" and "ex-girlfriend"?

Naturally, no one in the room knew about the past. Although Zhou Bo was also in the capital at that time, his status was very different, so it was impossible to understand it. Bai Yitian rolled his eyes without demeanor and muttered, "A sick commoner... In a blink of an eye, she became the side concubine of the prince of Ding, alas... I can't but say that I have a good life..."

Zhou Bo's face was stiff, and after a while, he suddenly asked, "This prince, the concubine has been more than two years. Why haven't you married the concubine?" Hearing his question, Xu Cong'an also shook his head and said, "It's really unusual." Although Duke Dingguo is an idle prince, Nangubo was valued by the saint at a young age. He is elegant and gentle, and has long been the best choice for a husband in the eyes of noble women. But he hasn't had a big marriage for a long time, which makes people feel strange.

"Isn't it..." The fool also knew that there must be mystery about this matter. Bai Yitian saw it with his eyes diagonally and couldn't help blurting out. He thought something wrong, stopped his mouth in time, then tilted his head and flashed past the oncoming teacup, and heard the sound of the teacup falling to the ground, then complained, "I just want to say, isn't it this master? You can't see the secret of the light, or hidden disease. Why are you so anxious?

Zhou Bo was so angry that his face was pale. He slapped him heavily and scolded, "I don't know you..." Then he got up, but there was no suitable guy to take action. He had to give up and sit down and stare at him.

Bai Yitian knew how well Zhou Bo was. He was quick-mouthed and had beenware of Zhou Bo's attack. Seeing that he finally sat back, he sat upright and put on a serious and bitter hatred. In order to prevent himself from being poisoned again, he decided to control his mouth and not say a word. Mr. Bai has pity for himself in his heart. Since he met Zhou Bo, it seems that he has always tolerated and let him suffer. How hard it is!

Zhou Bo is so angry! His wife, who is inexplicably cared for by such a high-ranking prince, has already been very annoying, but now she is forced to come to the door again and again. What's going on?

The room was quiet for a moment, and everyone was thinking about their own thoughts. Xuejian's seemingly unintentional gossip has aroused different ripples in everyone's heart.

The way of thinking is really strange. If you don't think of it, it's okay, but if you plant the seeds of suspicion, this kind of seed will involuntarily slowly sprout. Anything that seems to be irrelevant can also be assembled together. Unless the truth is in front of us, it will continue to grow.

Although Bai Yitian almost got a teacup for nothing, he could only complain that he had made the wrong friend, but after a while, he forgot the vow he had just made and took the lead in saying, "This kind of thing happened as soon as the son and the princess left, which is also a blessing in misfortune. Think about it, if this pedestrian still lives in the Xu family, even if only one hair is injured, I'm afraid this matter will cause a sensation in the capital.

This is the truth. I can only say that this is really lucky for the prince. Of course, it is also good luck for nothing. Otherwise, if such a thing happens, he may be involved in the crime. Now only 20 or 30 servants have died. In the eyes of these ancients, there is not much difference from the death of some cats and dogs.

Xue saw the happy sadness and nodded: "Yes, so Yi Xue saw it and should immediately send someone to say peace to the prince, so as not to worry about him." Zhou Bo couldn't stand it. If she hadn't been pregnant, I'm afraid she would have really started, but now she can only say angrily, "Xue Jian, can you stop and take care of yourself?"

Xue turned his head and did not look at Zhou Bo's anger. He stroked his temples with his hand and smiled charmingly, but his smile did not reach his eyes. "What can be said, the prince and I are also fate!" He said in a low voice, "This is really safe!"

Didn't dare to answer the sound. Bai Yitian covered his mouth, blinked his eyes, half lowered his head, and peeked at Zhou Bo.

This matter can't be settled for the time being. Except for Zhou Bo, who dares to accept such a thing? So we had to break up like this.

Zhou Bo didn't go back to the house until midnight, but Xue saw that he didn't sleep and waited for him in his spare time. No matter how angry Zhou Bo was, Xue was determined this time. Instead of waiting for the murder every day, it would be better to let go and fight happily! Dalang, I believe that no matter what, you will protect me and the children, right?

"Of course." In the dead of night, Zhou Bo held her in his arms, and a few tears fell from his eyes. He knew that she was right, but he still didn't want to be in danger.

Xue thought about it all afternoon and felt that it was better to die than to wait for death like this. There may be some opportunities. So she stared deeply at Zhou Bo, "Since you are already in danger, it's better to simply sink the boat."

Zhou Bo became more and more sad. Seeing this happen one by one, he was powerless to stop it. If Xue saw any more accident next, he was afraid that he would no longer be able to stand it. He was powerless to say anything more, but hugged Xue Jian and said, "Promise me that you must discuss anything with me first, okay?"

Naturally, I know Zhou Bo's worries. Xue thought to himself that since he promised to come back, he had delivered himself to the person in front of him for the second time. I only hope to live and die together! She immediately said, "Don't worry, let's force the murderer from the dark to the open place, and maybe there is a chance to turn it over!"

"I hope so! Remember, from now on, you can't take a step out of my sight!" Zhou Bo heard Xue's words and came back a little. Although the people do not fight with officials, there must be a way for the car to get to the mountain. If you don't let go, how can you get a glimmer of vitality?

That's how it was settled. The next morning, someone was sent to chase the son. Thinking that the son's side concubine was weak, she must not go too fast. I guess she would be able to catch up in two or three days.

It was the same as Xue Jian expected, but in seven or eight days, these people rushed back to peace as they were.

Seeing Xuejian, Nangubo's face was pale, and his eyes were first straight. A trace of pain flashed clearly in his clear eyes. Then he looked at her carefully for a long time. Knowing that she was fine, he was relieved, but he couldn't help shaking and asked, "Xue, are you all right?"

Xue Jian didn't seem to expect that he would ask questions like this in front of Zhou Bo. He lowered his head slightly and looked up again. A strong bitterness surged up in his eyes. He took a deep and deep look at Nangubo. Without waiting for Nangubo to react, Zhou Bo took over the words and said directly, "Naturally, it's just to make some people white. It took a lot of effort!" Xuejian just smiled at Nangubo. Although Zhou Bo knew that this girl was strange and didn't know what the hell he was thinking, he was still uncomfortable. He raised his eyebrows, pointed to the chair and said, "The prince will come again. Please take a seat!"

"Xue Jian is just worried," Xue Jian's sad face, his eyes flowed, and he tried to make a bright face. "When such a big fire case spreads, the prince doesn't know the inside story and is afraid he will be worried, so he specially sent someone to report his safety. How dares the prince to come back to visit in person?"

Her voice was hoarse, and she had a kind of gentleness that she wanted to say, which made Zhou Bo even more angry. Xuejian said, avoiding the burning eyes of Nangu, looked behind him, and muttered, "Well, why don't you see the son's side concubine?"

Before the words fell, the figure of He Wanting and Pingting had appeared at the door. It was thought that she had been in a hurry these two days, and her face became more pale and weaker. Thinking that she was arrogant all her life and married a satisfactory husband like Nangubo. Although she was only a side concubine, Nangubo had always loved her. Who would have thought that for some reason, Nangubo brought people back to peace without saying a word and entered such a luxurious rich family.

Nan Gubo didn't wait for her to come in together. When she got out of the car, she could only follow the servants to find the hall. She was unhappy, but her face was not obvious. Nangubo didn't care about her body at all and rushed back desperately. Could it be...

As soon as she stood at the door, before she could take a closer look, she was shocked by the familiar voice and raised her head. Xue Jian had come to meet her with a smile, "Please greet the concubine of the son. Please forgive me for being pregnant and can't salute." He Wanting really wanted to reply, but when she saw the smile on her face, she seemed to be too faint, just like the flying flowers occasionally blowing in the breeze outside the room. Her eyes were dark, her throat was sweet, and she spit out a mouthful of blood, and she fell backwards. Did she meet a ghost?