Chapter 269 One move to defeat the enemy, three-style follow

"Three sons of Liang." When Leng Xuanrong said the name, the cold eyes he looked at him that day came to his mind. What happened during this period has made Leng Xuanrong anxious. She knew that Mr. Liang San would not give up on the things in Yan County. He is now like an ambush hidden in the dark. He doesn't know when he will appear and give them a fatal blow.

Leng Xuanrong thought about this and couldn't help sweating behind her. She held Yan Liang's hand tightly and told him, "Three Mr. Liang must have known that we put the letter on Liang Qiurong's desk when he was in Nayan County. Brother Yan Liang, please be careful in the future!"

Zeng Yanliang was also surprised to hear the words. At the beginning, there was no flaw in his going to the county government's private house to put the letter. He didn't know why Leng Xuanrong thought that Mr. Liang knew that they had done it, but when he saw Leng Xuanrong showing great fear, he just nodded and answered and stopped asking more questions.

Let's put aside the matter of Mr. Liang for the time being, and now the current situation is more important.

By mistake, what happened in this life has been different from the previous life. Leng Xuanrong learned about the movement of Wuming County from Zeng Yanliang, and she was almost sure that He Lijing would not come to the imperial city. He Ruiping's death made everything chaotic. What will He Lijing deal with this matter and what will happen to the An family? And what Du Yilin, the king of Xiaohan and Dou Yandong, the fifth gentleman, are planning, Leng Xuanrong can't figure out at all.

When she was puzzled, Leng Xuanrong suddenly thought that what on earth was Du Yilin forced to a dead end in her previous life, so she used her little girl to do such a dangerous and insecure thing? Or did he actually have a plan after mantis to catch cicadas and yellow finches?

According to Leng Xuanrong's previous idea, An Longyi intended to rebel, so he won He Lijing, so that he could defend the fortress and destroy the royals in one fell swoop. But seeing this situation and being reversed by He Ruiping's death, isn't it difficult to achieve An Longyi's attempt to rebel? Will he give up rebellion? Or should we find another way?

The two sat together and chatted all night. They went to rest separately after dawn.

There is no substantial progress in the discussion between the two. They are not officials and do not understand the advance and retreat in the officialdom, let alone determine how the so-called world's major events will develop. Leng Xuanrong lay on the bed and thought silently that maybe everything didn't matter. Maybe they should really leave here and go back to their father to live their own life.

A few days passed, and Brother Yan Liang came home early and came back late every day. Leng Xuanrong lived in this old house. From time to time, he recalled what had happened earlier, and his heart was always a little gloomy. Fortunately, with a guard house with her, Leng Xuanrong finally avoided loneliness. Leng Xuanrong found that Shouju was a clever child. He didn't chat much with other servants. Leng Xuanrong asked him why he was so disgusted with those people. Shouju said that they were all spies sent by others, and he didn't want to mess with them. Hearing this, Leng Xuanrong could only smile bitterly. Compared with others, such a lonely child is indeed more reassuring to Leng Xuanrong.

Just after noon, the guard ran to report to Leng Xuanrong that there were guests in the front hall. Leng Xuanrong asked what the man looked like, and Shouju stared at a pair of round eyes and said with a very exaggerated expression, "White-haired ghost! Miss! How can you still know such a... white-haired ghost!"

The so-called white-haired ghost must be peaceful. Leng Xuanrong was a little surprised and didn't expect An Pingzhi to come here in person. She urged Shouju to take care of her mouth, and then rectified it and came to the front hall.

The weather is fine today, and the front hall is also very bright. An Pingzhi obviously couldn't stand it, so he stood with his hands behind his back in a shady corner of the room waiting for Leng Xuanrong. When Leng Xuanrong came in and saw such An Pingzhi, she suddenly felt a little funny. But after all, she couldn't laugh and took him to a relatively dark room inside after saluteing An Pingzhi.

When Shouju served tea to the two, he couldn't help glancing at An Pingzhi. An Pingzhi saw him like that and smiled, "What's the name of this child looking at the eyes?"

Shouju didn't expect that the "white-haired ghost" would ask himself, hesitated for a moment, and ran away.

Leng Xuanrong shook his head with a smile and said to An Pingzhi, "He is a miserable child with no relatives. He used to make this old house a shelter from the wind and rain. When I came back, I asked him to be a subordinate here. This child doesn't know any rules, so please don't blame the eldest son.

An Pingzhi put down the teacup and shook his head and said, "I'm a guest of the cold house when I get to the cold house. How can I blame the people in your house? Miss Xuanrong, I didn't expect you to move out of Xiaohan Palace and really moved out. With that, An Pingzhi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Leng Xuanrong and asked, "When you go back to this old house, will you feel more stable?"

Leng Xuanrong was stunned when she heard the words and thought, had I ever shown any uneasy appearance in front of him before?

An Pingzhi seemed to understand Leng Xuanrong's expression and said with a smile, "I heard that you are interested in leaving the imperial city and go back to Zixiading to find your father and live a fairy life together. But the young master of the imperial mansion insisted on retaining it, so you stayed here. An Pingzhi didn't care about Leng Xuanrong's surprise and then said, "I also heard that King Xiaohan's face has been gloomy these days. When I came here just now, I happened to see him riding by. Looking at it, his face was indeed much gloomy than usual. Alas... Doesn't this have anything to do with Xuanrong's departure from the palace..."

Leng Xuanrong's wisdom. She silently told herself in her heart that nine and a half of the ten sentences of An Pingzhi said were traps, and she would never be fooled again. With this idea, Leng Xuanrong looked at An Pingzhi again and felt that he looked more and more like a white-haired fox, both in his eyes and appearance.

Seeing that Leng Xuanrong didn't say anything but kept staring at him, An Pingzhi suddenly came over a little and asked in a low voice, "Miss Xuanrong, if you don't live here well, why don't you stay in the Prime Minister's mansion for a few days?"

An Pingzhi's so brainless question, Leng Xuanrong was stunned.

"He Ruiping's coffin has been sent to Wuming County for a long time, and the marriage that has haunted me for more than two years has disappeared." An Pingzhi's face showed a little complacency and said to Leng Xuanrong lightly, "A man should get married and a woman should get married. I should also find another suitable girl to get married."

The meaning of his words was more obvious. Leng Xuanrong lowered his face and said, "If the eldest son wants to get married, the matchmaker has to break the three thresholds of the Prime Minister's mansion?" It's just that Sister Ruiping has just passed away. I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate for the eldest son to say this.

"Sister Ruiping? Hahaha..." An Ping smiled loudly. He stared at Leng Xuanrong coldly and hummed, "If you want to say who will be happy by He Ruiping's death, I think Leng Xuanrong should be the first one."

The speed of Anping's face change made Leng Xuanrong's heart suddenly rise. She responded firmly, "No matter how much I hate her, it's just a bickering when she is alive, but it can only be someone else to fight her to death. In this way, there must be someone happier than me. The eldest son, don't just look at the people outside, but forget that there are still people around him who can do it.

Leng Xuanrong felt that what he said was poisonous enough, but he didn't expect An Pingzhi to laugh instead of his anger. He seemed to be in a surprisingly good mood today. He picked up the teacup and took another sip of tea, and then asked in a low voice, "Does Xuanrong mean the person you mentioned beside me?"

Leng Xuanrong didn't answer him with a cold face, but this was also a tacit.

Anping put down the teacup with relief and snorted coldly, "I knew there was such rumors outside that my sister had killed He Ruiping. Let me guess, nine out of ten, this should have been told by the third lady of the emperor's mansion, right?

When he said this, Leng Xuanrong's body trembled and a chill surged up. Leng Xuanrong couldn't scream well and thought that An Pingzhi was going to point his head at Miss Dou San? But when I think about it carefully, I don't think I can. Behind Miss Dou San is the Imperial Palace, and there is also a Qilin Camp Valley Zhiyi who is willing to do anything for her. Even if An Pingzhi really wants to touch her, he may not move.

"That's right." Leng Xuanrong was cruel and stared at Anping's way, "This is indeed what Miss Dou San told me, but there is something going on. Only God knows what's going on now."

"Hahahaha..." An Pingzhi was really in a good mood. He laughed again when he heard Leng Xuanrong's words. When he finally laughed enough, he came to Leng Xuanrong and said in a low voice, "It's really something to do. I also want to thank the third lady of the Imperial Mansion for this. God is not the only one who knows this matter. Now, even He Lijing of Wuming County already knows it. His daughter was framed and killed in the Prime Minister's mansion... However, I'm afraid no one dares to point the finger at my lovely clever sister.

Leng Xuanrong seemed to hear something from An Pingzhi's words, but she seemed to be a little uncertain.

The two eyes were only two inches apart. Leng Xuanrong could see the coldness in An Pingzhi's almost transparent eyes. An Pingzhi whispered to Leng Xuanrong in a very cold tone, "He Lijing knew that you had been intrigued with He Ruiping, knew that you were in the imperial city, and thought you wanted to seduce me, and it happened. Previously, you humiliated He Ruiping in front of everyone at the Prime Minister's mansion, and you followed me to the palace for a banquet... Hahahaha... If these things fall into He Lijing's ears, guess what he will think?"

After An Pingzhi's words, Leng Xuanrong only felt that a chain in his mind had broken.

She suddenly stood up and stepped back a few steps, pointed to An Ping's anger fiercely, "You...you...you hurt me again!"