He Mansion.

Bao Ling sat in front of the dressing table, on the dressing table, without any mirror decoration.

She sat blankly, like a statue.

This posture has been maintained for a day and a night.

There was a sound of maids talking at the door. Although the voice was low, it seemed particularly clear in the silent courtyard.

"The young lady's face has been disfigured, even older than the wife. The young master has not come to Baohuayuan these days. We are on duty here, but I am afraid we will not have a chance."

"Mrs. I am the man who takes a concubine for the young master. Yesterday, every servant has to give me some rewards. The young master stayed in my aunt's house last night and has not woken up yet. It turned out that he wanted to pay his respects to the young master. The wife said that they were newly married and sleep a little longer. She was not in a hurry. I hope that my aunt will be pregnant as soon as possible and give birth to a fat grandson for her."

The maid gasped. Did the lady treat the young lady as a dead one?

Bao Ling's cracked lips kept trembling, shaking all over her body, trembling slightly. Her hands were placed on her lower abdomen, and there was a small life here, which was the blood of the He family. Jiang's words really regarded her as a dead person, and regarded the fetus in her abdomen as if it did not exist!

Newly married?

Oh!

Bao Ling smiled ugly, and her heart felt ache.

But taking a concubine and mobilizing all the troops, the mansion was busy all day long, and it was like marrying a wife. No! Don’t marry a wife much more lively. She married He Jinrong, which was worse than a concubine. A carriage parked at the side door. She walked in alone, not even a decent sedan chair and a decent wedding dress!

Bao Ling breathed vigorously, suppressing the pain of tearing his chest.

Touching his face with dead tree bark, his hatred rose and his eyes flashed with resentment.

Her face was not ruined, so how could He Jinrong take a concubine? He completely disliked her?

"Miss, someone sends you a letter." Xiangling came in and handed the letter to Baoling.

Bao Ling took the letter and looked at the beautiful handwriting on it, and couldn't help but sneer. She was already at the end of her journey, so who would remember her?

After opening the letter, she suddenly looked up and asked Xiangling, "Where is Shang Zhi? She isn't she killing someone? What's wrong?"

Xiangling looked at the strong hatred in Baoling's eyes and said, "No...released without acquit."

Bao Ling's eyes were almost spurting fire, why was this bitch so desperate?

She looked at the letter in her hand and said in a deep voice: "Change for me."

"Yes." Xiangling hurriedly served Bao Ling to comb her hair and change her clothes.

The master and servant came to the Tianming Pavilion Teahouse, the last private room on the second floor.

Bao Ling looked at Gu Yingying, who was pale and weak and sick. This was a strange face. She didn't know her, but Bao Ling knew her name because she was against Shang Zhi today!

Gu Yingying looked up and looked at Bao Ling wearing a veiled hat, her body was covered with airtight, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, "Princess... Miss Zhu, sit."

The name Gu Yingying's first two words pierced into Bao Ling's heart like a sharp sword, dripping with blood.

She suppressed her unwillingness and sat opposite Gu Yingying, "What's the matter with me?"

Gu Yingying was not in a hurry to answer, but poured tea for Baoling first, put down the teapot and said slowly: "The maid who grew up with me died in front of the restaurant. And the last place she stayed was this private room."

Bao Ling suppressed her sadness in her gentle tone, thinking about her situation, and couldn't help but feel sad.

"I know Miss Zhu's experience, I have something to cooperate with you when I take the opportunity to find you." Gu Yingying wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and sadness was condensed between her eyebrows. She said to Bao Ling with pity: "Your experience is a very unfortunate thing for a woman. Women are to please themselves. If they lose their appearance, how can they keep the person beside the pillow? Now that you have lost the princess's honor and ruined your appearance, how can this man's heart stay for you?"

Gu Yingying's words were like a sharp knife, piercing the deepest pain in her heart.

Gu Yingying sighed softly, she pushed open the window and pointed at a place with bare hands, "Look, this pair of men and women are perfect, and they are very compatible. How many women are envious of their love?"

Bao Ling looked along Gu Yingying's gaze and a surging hatred poured out like a dam breaking out.

She stared at Shang Zhi with a bright smile, she held Xue Shenzhi's arm, the two of them were affectionate and affectionate, and that beautiful face was full of vitality and vitality, and the beauty was devastating!

Gu Yingying looked at the angry flames in Baoling's eyes, and when the corners of her lips curled, the wound on her back hurts, and how strong her hatred for Shang Zhi was.

"Miss Zhu, your expression tells me that you want to destroy everything she has." Gu Yingying's gentle words were bewitching, "I can help you."

"How do you help?" Bao Ling's rationality completely collapsed. Her noble identity, her proud beauty, and even her husband, were framed and lost by Shang Zhi. She had nothing. Even if she fell into hell, she would still pull Shang Zhi down to cushion her back!

She looked at Shang Zhi's happy and sweet smile, and said with a hideous face: "I want her to try to be abandoned by her husband and lose the taste of beauty!"

Gu Yingying's eyes flashed, and it was unpredictable, "Just wait."

——

Shang Zhi and Xue Shenzhi went to the clinic to take a look. They had already been renovated and asked the workshop to bring the medicine over, and then send a letter to Pingzitan, asking them to send a lot of medicinal materials.

Shang Zhi felt relieved. She held Xue Shenzhi's arm, "Tomorrow we can send my mother to the clinic and take care of her nearby."

Xue Shenzhi looked up and stroked her hair that was blown by the wind, "Don't worry, I want to place the clinic and take the person over. I went to see my mother yesterday, and she recovered well."

"Didn't you go to the Prince of Jia's Mansion yesterday?" Shang Zhi said in confusion: "Have you gone to see your mother later?"

"Go." Xue Shenzhi thought of the scene he saw at the Prince's Mansion of Jia County. He reminded Shang Zhi: "After Zhu Hui died, she hated Bao Ling to the core and was not very hostile to you. She was acting sneakily recently, so be careful."

Shang Zhi nodded.

At this time, Shen Qiu came over to inform Shang Zhi and said, "Miss, someone asked you to discuss business, about joining the skin beauty restaurant. Mr. Gong is busy driving a gongbu and has no time to contact him."

"Kampot? I haven't heard the news before." Shang Zhi asked in confusion.

"The news coming out today is urgent."

"Okay." Shang Zhi hugged Xue Shenzhi and rubbed his cheek against his chest. "You go home alone first, I'll go to the skin beauty hall."

"good."

Shang Zhi and Shen Qiu went to the skin beauty hall together.

In the Xinglin Pavilion, the boy was tall and elegant, wearing an ice-blue silk robe with bamboo leaves and elegant patterns, but a dark sachet was hanging around his waist, which was incompatible with his outfit.

When he saw Shang Zhi, his handsome face showed a smile. This smile was quite romantic and extremely charming.

"Miss Shang, my surname is Qiu Minghuanran." Qiu Huanran was gentle and respectful, with admiration in his eyes, "My family is in business. My sister bought Miss Shang's skin care products and she could no longer leave it. I heard that this is the only one of you, now you are recruiting partners, so I have been going to Beijing for several days to negotiate with Miss Shang. What are the requirements of Miss Shang and you can make it all, and I come here with full sincerity."

Shang Zhi stretched out his hand and asked Qiu Huanran for information, "Young Master Qiu is very sincere and will naturally know the rules of Xinglin Pavilion. As long as we pass the qualification, we will not let Young Master Qiu be defeated."

Qiu Huanran took out the information from the bag and handed it to Shang Zhi, "My ancestors are all in detail. No one commits crimes, they are honest and honest businessmen."

Shang Zhi carefully read his information, without any mistakes, it was perfect, everything met her requirements.

"Mr. Qiu is back and wait for news, and wait for our people to go to Mr. Qiu's ancestral home to investigate. If it is true, we will sign the contract immediately." Shang Zhi is doing his business.

"Okay, I'm waiting for the good news from Miss Shang in the inn." Qiu Huanran smiled elegantly, like a spring breeze, which made people feel very comfortable.

Shang Zhi stood up and delivered Qiu Huanran to the door.

Qiu Huanran stood beside the carriage, looking back at Shang Zhi, with apricot-like eyes gentle and passionate, and waved his hands freely and raised his feet to walk onto the carriage.

"Mr. Qiu, please stay." Shang Zhi was holding a sachet in his hand, which was the one that Qiu Huanran hung on his waist.

Qiu Huanran glanced at the empty waist and looked at the sachet in Shang Zhi's hand. He took it from Shang Zhi's hand, looked at the lifelike bird figure on it, and smiled slightly, "Thank you, Miss Shang, this is the sachet my sister gave me. If it is lost, she will have to pull my ears."

Shang Zhi pursed her lips and smiled, "Sister Ling is very lively."

Qiu Huanran smiled without saying a word, bent over and got into the carriage, picked up the curtain and said to Shang Zhi, "I'm waiting for the good news for Miss Shang."

Shang Zhi nodded and watched the carriage leave, so he asked Shen Qiu to send someone to investigate Qiu Huanran.

In just two days, news came from Shen Qiu that Shang Zhi asked Qiu Huanran to Xinglin Pavilion.

Qiu Huanran couldn't take it off. He bought a house in the capital. Today someone sent furniture to the house and invited Shang Zhi to his mansion. His mansion was not far away, two streets across Xinglin Pavilion, a quarter of an hour's drive away.

Shang Zhi tapped the desk with his fingers, and she stood up and said, "Go."

——

When Shang Zhi arrived at the house, Qiu Huanran had already been waiting at the door and led Shang Zhi into the house himself.

"The house is very dusty, please forgive me, Miss Shang." Qiu Huanran asked Shang Zhi to the side hall, where craftsmen were walking around.

Shang Zhi glanced at the craftsman carrying furniture, walked into the side hall, and sat down at the Eight Immortals table.

Qiu Huanran poured Shang Zhi a cup of tea, "This is the snow cloud flower tea that we produce a lot over there. It has the effects of refreshing the mind, improving eyesight and strengthening the spleen. Try it and boil it with mountain spring water, it is as clear and sweet as snow."

Shang Zhi held the teacup and took a sip. He thought it tasted good. After drinking half a cup, "It's indeed a good tea."

Qiu Huanran's eyes flashed slightly, and he filled Shang Zhi with a cup of tea. He looked at Shang Zhi gently, "I'm going to Xinglin Pavilion today. Is Miss Shang giving me good news?"

Shang Zhi was about to answer, but her head was dizzy. She pressed her temples, and her eyes were blurred. She shook her head as if she wanted to dispel the ghost in front of her, but she fell on the table.

"Miss Shang?Miss Shang?" Qiu Huanran pushed Shang Zhi, but before she could hear her reaction, she sang: "Come out."

Gu Yingying and Bao Ling walked out of the inner room through the main hall. When they saw Shang Zhi fainting on the table, they asked, "Is it OK?" Shang Zhi was good at medical skills.

"This flower is not a medicinal material, it is colorless and odorless, but smelling the fragrance specially made in the incense burner will produce toxins, making people dizzy and fall into a coma." Qiu Huanran was very proud. This was his unique skill.

When the enemy met, they were very jealous. When Bao Ling saw Shang Zhi, who made her hate him, she fell on the table and let her slaughter. He pulled out the dagger from his sleeve and was about to slash Shang Zhi's face.

Gu Yingying held Bao Ling's hand, "I'll vent my hatred for you later, don't defeat Aran's interest."

Bao Ling gritted her teeth, suppressed the surging hatred in her heart, and snorted coldly, "Let her be happy first, and then deal with her!"

Gu Yingying looked at Qiu Huanran with beautiful eyes, "Aran, I'll have a blessing for you."

Qiu Huanran looked at Gu Yingying deeply and walked into the inner room with Shang Zhi in his waist.

Gu Yingying looked at the figure who disappeared in the inner room, and a fierce light flashed in her eyes. Thinking about the wonderful scene that would come later, the depression that was blocking her chest finally dissipated.
To be continued...