The Salty Little Cannon Fodder Was Targeted By the Prince

Chapter 32: Pretend he doesn't exist



Chapter 32: Pretend he doesn't exist

Chapter 32 Treat him as if he doesnt exist anymore

Hu San turned around and slipped towards the door.

Mu Si'an turned his head and pretended to be calm.

Hey, you cant afford to offend the angry prince!

About an hour later.

Dingbeihou Mansion.

The Houye's study room was tightly guarded in the past.

The Xie family father and son were talking, the atmosphere was serious and dull.

Xie Yuan, the Marquis of Dingbei, said in a deep voice: "Zhang'er, the iron ore matter has been leaked and must be dealt with immediately."

How is that possible? Xie Zhang was shocked.

Someone from the Imperial City Department went to investigate the barren mountain.

Father, is the news reliable?

Reliable. The source cannot be wrong.

Even the Du family and the eldest princess dont know the secret of Barren Mountain. They dont even know who leaked it.

I just knew that the person who ordered the investigation was Pei Hao.

Xie Zhang's usually gentle face was stained with gloom, "Are there traitors among us?"

"Probably not. If someone betrayed, it wouldn't be just the Imperial City Department who sent people to secretly investigate Huangshan. It should be the imperial guards who came to the Marquis's house to ransack the house."

Father is right. Lets deal with the child now.

Xie Zhang stood up and was about to leave.

Xie Yuan suddenly asked: "Zhang'er, how about the girl who lives in Zhuangzi temporarily?"

"I heard that my life is going well, and I plan to start a small business. Someone has been staring at me in the past few days. It is not suitable to see her frequently for the time being. It will easily arouse suspicion from others and cause future troubles. I have decided to move to the Imperial College tomorrow dormitory and study hard."

"As long as you have your heart set on it." Xie Yuan waved his hand and asked him to retreat.

Xie Zhang returned to his residence and immediately wrote a letter and asked his confidants to pass it on.

Finish these matters.

Xie Zhang went to see Xies mother, the second lady Xie.

Mrs. Xie Er was very surprised when she saw her son coming, "Zhang'er, didn't you go to the Imperial College? Why did you come to my mother so suddenly? Is there something important?"

Mother, my son is here to say hello to you.

"I know you are filial, come and sit down."

Mrs. Xie Er was smiling and very happy.

Her son usually doesn't have much time to spend with her, and he only sees her once in a blue moon.

Xie Zhang waited for the maid to serve the hot tea, and then retreated.

Mrs. Xie Er smiled and said, "If you come back early today, you can still see your uncle."

Uncle has returned to Beijing? Xie Zhang was slightly surprised.

Yes, I brought you a gift specially. I sent someone to deliver it to your yard. But it doesnt matter if you didnt touch it this time. Your uncle wont leave when he comes back this time.

Is uncle returning to Beijing to report on his duties? Xie Zhang thought of his uncle Guan Heng who had served abroad for more than ten years. This time uncle was transferred back to the capital. Could it be that he followed someones path?

Sure enough, Mrs. Xie helped him clear up his doubts.

Mrs. Xie Er said: "Yes, she even changed the village with me to smoothen the relationship."

What Zhuangzi? Xie Zhang was surprised.

Mrs. Xie said: "An old village in the suburbs is not worth much. People just like the peach blossom forest."

After Xie Zhang heard this, he didnt take it to heart very much. Mom, there is one more thing I want to tell you.

Whats the matter?

"You usually restrain Fourth Sister, and be more polite to Princess Jiaoyang in the future." Xie Zhang told Xie Ying secretly letting people spread rumors about Du Wan, "It's different now. She has become the princess, and she is not just a casual person. Can be slandered.

Who did you hear that A Ying has done this before?

If mom doesnt believe it, you can ask Fourth Sister.

No, my mother doesnt believe you.

"Mother should know how serious the crime of defying the imperial power is. In the past, she always looked down upon the princess. The princess did not trouble her because I saved her face in the first place."

His face is no longer useful now.

When someone came to his door and asked him to cash in 10,000 kilograms of grain, he confirmed that the little girl was different. Although he found out later that she had forgotten the past. But he vaguely felt something was wrong. However, he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Night falls.

Jade Spirit Garden, several lamps were lit in the quiet room.

Du Wan wrote hard and quickly - practicing calligraphy.

I was stimulated by Pei Hao's ridicule during the day. Wasn't it the case that the gossip recorded in Chinese characters was translated into the language of this world? But she can't write, but she can draw.

Its just that the strokes are a bit strange when you draw a gourd like a gourd.

"Snapped!"

The window was hit by a small stone.

"Who is it? He threw something into the quiet room." Huayi walked to the window and looked outside.

I didnt find anything, so I walked back.

Fuck!

Do all men in this world have the habit of smashing windows with small stones?

Du Wan lowered her eyeshadow and trembled, "Ningqin, Huayi, I want to practice calligraphy quietly by myself. You two go out and close the door. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."

"yes."

The two little maids exited the quiet room.

Du Wan walked to the window and looked outside.

Didnt see anyone?

Had no choice but to walk back and just sat back down in front of the desk.

There was movement outside the window, and Pei Hao came in from the window, his cold face unchanged.

Du Wan glanced at him and said, "You are here after dark. Is there something urgent?"

Pei Hao asked with a stern face: "Didn't you tell me that there was someone behind Wang Fugui?"

You found out, who is it?

"Is there really someone?" Pei Hao stared at her.

You was actually a cliche.

Du Wan rolled her eyes and tried to show her respect: "You are not the only smart person in the world. If you can guess it, I can guess it too."

Pei Hao stepped closer and said, "Du Wanwan, you are not sincere in this cooperation."

"You won't feel that you have lost money now. You can only bear the loss. The transaction has been completed and you refuse to return the goods." Du Wan glanced at him sideways, very calmly. This was supposed to be a win-win cooperation, but he suddenly said this, obviously trying to deceive her again.

Hmph, she wont be fooled.

Pei Hao's peach blossom eyes flashed slightly, "Oh, so you guessed it a long time ago, why didn't you remind me? If you hadn't warned me earlier, you wouldn't have..."

What cant you do?

Why should I tell you?

"Why? Why are you standing here with me?" The more he didn't say anything, the more Du Wan felt itchy to know.

Pei Hao remained silent and refused to tell her.

Du Wan waited patiently for a long time, but still didn't see him speaking, "If you don't tell me, what are you doing here?"

Do you know who the mastermind behind Wang Fugui is?

"I do not know."

Du Wan suddenly lost interest.

From hearing his question, you should know that Xie Zhang has not been found yet.

That's true, Xie Zhang is the male protagonist, and his behavior is impeccable, so how could he be caught out so easily?

Pei Hao narrowed his eyes slightly.

The dead girl probably knows who it is...but why didn't she tell her?

I saw the little girl pick up a pen and practice calligraphy.

Looking like he is no longer interested, pretend he doesnt exist!

Pei Hao really couldn't do anything to her now. She didn't follow the routine. "If you had been so diligent in studying before, how could you have been tricked so badly?"

The little girl raised her head and gave him a cold look, then lowered her head and continued to write and draw.

The little feet under the table dangled playfully.

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