It was cleared all at once.

The old madam was so scared that she didn't dare to show off, but just knelt down and kept kowtowing.

Those who do business in the capital will not be able to protect their safety without Jinyiwei. Even if you have a huge relationship behind your back, you will still be unable to take care of it. If you dare to offend Lord Hao, you will definitely be able to tell you that there is no way out to heaven and no way out to the ground.

However, Hao Fenglou was too lazy to pay attention to these people. When he was in his identity, he was not because the prime minister could hold a boat, but because of this kind of madam. In his eyes, he was just an ant. Who would have seen it with an ant?

This is a world of inequality. Equality has never been seen in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad. Wherever there are people, there will be different levels. Hao Fenglou, who has long been squeezed into the circle of top people, has long been used to using this noble attitude, and can even be noble and do not care about the ants' words "nonsense".

I went up to the second floor and arrived at a wing room.

The door was half-closed, and there was a beautiful figure sitting inside. She raised her glass to eat tea, and her expression looked very good. When Emei was tasting the tea, she couldn't help but frowned slightly. Obviously, the astringency of the tea made her abrupt, so she put the tea down and sat down like an old monk, without touching the wine and food on the table.

She seemed a little vicissitudes, but she was not old. She was just covered in dust and had a little tiredness. Her thin lips were gently pursed, with a little outrageous meaning. However, there was a bit of sharpness in her beautiful eyes. This sharpness could kill people.

"It's still the same." Hao Fenglou couldn't help but sigh.

I have changed myself, but she hasn't.

"Come out." Zhu Zhiling had already noticed Hao Fenglou's cold and cold words.

Hao Fenglou was a little embarrassed, but he moved in and sighed, "Hello, Your Highness, Princess."

Zhu Zhiling ignored these polite conspiracies, curled his lips and a sneer appeared: "Should I say, Lord Hao, hello?"

"There is no need." Hao Fenglou sighed: "This is too distant."

Hao Fenglou sat down, picked up the tea and drank it. When the tip of his tongue touched the tea, he couldn't help but frown and said, "The tea is not good."

Zhu Zhiling smiled: "I remember you like eating Biluochun?"

"Ahem..." Hao Fenglou said: "So, you. But why don't you let your guys come here for this tea?"

Zhu Zhiling shook his head: "What good tea can be here? If you wait for the fragrant tea to come up with expectations, but after drinking it, you will find it bitter. Instead, you will feel unhappy in your heart. No matter what you do, you don't have to have expectations. The higher the expectations, the less you feel unhappy in your heart."

Hao Fenglou stared at Zhu Zhiling: "Only people have expectations can they work hard to achieve it."

Zhu Zhiling smiled bitterly: "But... I have no expectations anymore. I went to Hunan and heard that Zhu Jianwen had already taken it. He was ecstatic and rushed back to the capital. Now he realized that it was fake. There was a vast crowd. I couldn't find him, and I couldn't find him no matter what..."

Hao Fenglou sighed and said, "Actually, he is dead."

"What?" Zhu Zhiling was unbelievable.

Hao Fenglou said seriously: "Yes, he is already dead. On the day His Majesty entered the palace, he was already dead. The one who killed him was the eunuch Zhao Zhong. His Majesty must let him die, how could he let him escape? The reason why he told the world that he was still alive was just unwilling to bear the charge of regicide. No one knew about this, but His Majesty and Zhao Zhong. Even if it was you, Your Majesty would not say it. Because once this matter was leaked, there would be endless troubles. Therefore, you don't have to go find him. Jianwen is dead, and your revenge has been avenged. In this world, you have no enemies, some are just friends."

"Is that?" Zhu Zhiling smiled bitterly. She was very calm, but her delicate body was trembling again. When she heard that Jianwen was dead, she didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow. She thought of tearing the man up countless times, but now, this man is dead...

"Die, is it dead..."

Tears came out of the corners of Zhu Zhiling's eyes.

Seeing this, Hao Fenglou quickly stood up and stepped forward to comfort him: "I'm dead, I'm already dead..."

Zhu Zhiling felt like he was taking time, and countless tears flowed out of his eyes. Hao Fenglou stood beside him, at a loss for a moment.

Zhu Zhiling suddenly cried bitterly and hugged Hao Fenglou. Hao Fenglou was startled and shouted: "Your Highness, don't do this..."

"Hao Fenglou...you...you lied to me...you knew he was dead..."

Hao Fenglou had to hug her tightly: "I just found out...hehe..."

The body seemed to have undergone some wonderful changes. When the delicate body was pressed against her, Hao Fenglou felt a fire burning in his heart.

He hugged her tightly, this woman who once shared hardships with him, this woman who once saved his life, was cold to others, but always trusted him very much... This princess... Damn... Princess... Princess... Zhu Yuanzhang's old bastard has rules and is the princess who is a princess. The princess is similar to a male favorite. He can't take power, so he can only make a decoration. He can only stay in the mansion for the rest of his life, waiting for the princess's visit.

This...this...the future is important, it is better to avoid it far away.

Hao Fenglou wanted to break free.

But Zhu Zhiling hugged her very tightly, making Hao Fenglou unable to breathe. Her red lips were only about an inch away from her, and she spitted Lan Fang and her delicate body fitted, giving her an inexplicable impulse.

Zhu Zhiling...you killed me.

But... Zhu Zhiling... Actually, at the midnight of the night, I always think of you occasionally, think of the days we were together, take risks together, quarrel, and sometimes when you roll your eyes, it is also a kind of happiness.

Very cheap...

Hao Fenglou felt that his mind was a little confused. His red lips made him feel impulsive, so impulsive that he wanted to throw everything away.

So Hao Fenglou hugged her tightly, tighter than her holding himself. He lowered his head, wiped the tears on her cheeks with his cheeks, and gently touched her red lips with his lips.

Finally... finally...

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"call……"

Hao Fenglou raised his eyes and said, very tired, very tired.

Zhu Zhiling was awake, but her dress looked a little messy.

It's very quiet outside, so quiet that it's too unreasonable.

Hao Fenglou remembered that everyone in this was clean.

So he stood up, hurriedly hid behind the screen, put on his clothes, and then walked out from behind the screen in a well-dressed manner.

The eyes were facing each other, and they were a little embarrassed.

Hao Fenglou had no choice but to say, "My fault."

Zhu Zhiling stroked the random hair on his forehead: "It's not your fault, it's me who is confused. I know that this will delay you, and I won't delay you. You understand, I just regret that I was born in the imperial family, and you... have a bright future... So... From now on, you and I will part ways, and we... don't mention this matter again. I... leave..."

Although he was reluctant to leave, Zhu Zhiling resolutely turned his head away.

She was originally the princess and the daughter of a vassal king. Now she adopted the imperial daughter and was granted the title of Princess of the Ming Dynasty. She was a princess. Perhaps Hao Fenglou, who had been four years old, was still a slut, and Bai Ding, who was confused and always talk nonsense, could it be possible. But now Hao Fenglou has long been a marquis, and his father is Duke Lu, with the Jinyiwei in his hand and is powerful for a while. Could he let him give up everything?

She once despised this man, admired and relied on him, and she always thought of him wherever she went, but now she has decided to stop all her longing.

Some people are destined to be separated.

Zhu Zhiling smiled, with tears in his smile.

She set out to leave, walked downstairs, leaving behind the stunned Hao Fenglou.

Arrived at the door.

This place was surrounded by countless Jinyiwei. It was so great that he heard that Lord Hao came to visit prostitution. What if someone bumped into Lord Hao? So, the Jinyiwei captains from all directions, led by Qianhu and hundreds of households, rushed here one after another. Suddenly, the two nearby streets were blocked.

I just heard that someone almost had a conflict with Lord Hao. If there was anything wrong, how could he suffer? Zeng Jian, a thousand household in Dongcheng, held his hands and stood up at the door, looking at the sky, muttering to himself, "This prostitution is prostitution, but it has been more than an hour. Lord Hao is so fierce, so he won't be so great, why haven't he gone downstairs yet."

As he was talking, he saw someone coming downstairs. When Zeng Jian saw it, he recognized it. It was Zhu Zhiling. When Hao Fenglou was still in the Hundred Houses Office, Zhu Zhiling had searched Hao Fenglou several times. Zeng Jian knew her identity, and Zeng Jian felt very fond of it. His princess also had such a hobby. He didn't dare to hesitate and hurried forward and said, "I've seen it... I've seen it... Uh..."

Although Zeng Jian is always half a beat slower than others, he is not a fool. He suddenly feels that His Royal Highness is indecent here, and it is better to pretend not to know him.

But just as he was hesitating, suddenly a figure rushed out here and hugged Zhu Zhiling in the waist.

Damn...

There is really no kingly law.

Even His Highness dared to be abrupt.

Zeng Jian was angry and had to admit that he was a very traditional person. A very traditional person often disliked the most about teasing the good princess in broad daylight. The Jinyiwei's duty is that he would not cut off the lifeblood of this guy. Zeng Jian's name must be written backwards.

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Chapter completed!