After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of the downcast son

Chapter 135 The Crown Prince’s Wife

He Beiting asked as Liandong and Yungui walked out.

"How old is Honeysuckle?"

"Fifteen years old, what's wrong?"

"Well, Yun Gui Shiqi, I think the two of them are similar in age."

Zhou Sining nodded and said, "Well, being of similar age is indeed very important."

He Beiting's heart trembled, "Do you dislike me for being old?"

"No, age is not important, only the right person is important." Zhou Sining shook his head decisively, full of desire to survive.

He Beiting said: "Then, you return the letter given by Su Jiu, we don't want it. You can use all the assets of the He family, including manpower and material resources, including me, at your disposal."

Zhou Sining looked at He Beiting and said after a while: "What's wrong with you? That order letter was given to me by my cousin because I wanted to clean up the Chang family and to facilitate my dispatch of the shopkeeper of the Su family.

The only reason why I haven't paid it back is that I still have to use it for many subsequent things, and my cousin said that it was a dowry given to me by the Su family. With this letter, it will be convenient for me to use people and money.

"

Half of the Su family is adding makeup?!

This Su Jiu really dared to give.

He Beiting dipped his hand in water and traced an icon on the table, and then said: "Any property with this icon, your sapphire, can be deployed."

Zhou Sining stared at the icon. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. After a while, he looked up at He Beiting.

"Is Wangjiang Tower your property?"

Without waiting for He Beiting to speak, Zhou Sining asked again: "What about those over in the old capital?"

"Well, there are also Li Ji, Wang Ji and Furongfang." He Beiting admitted generously, "Not only in the old capital, but also in other places with this picture ban."

After hearing He Beiting's words, Zhou Sining fell silent.

No wonder he always had a seat for the rare Orchid Pavilion in Wangjiang Tower. She had thought he had booked it long ago, but unexpectedly it was his property.

But, why are they all eating food?

Zhou Sining thought so and asked the same question.

"Because you like to eat." He Beiting answered without any pressure.

The corners of Zhou Sining's mouth twitched. What do you mean she likes to eat? Why does she like to eat so much? He wanted to argue, but at this moment, a secret guard came over and said quickly as soon as he met his face:

"Master, something went wrong in Dongcheng, Master Zhou was injured..."

"What?" Zhou Sining stood up and asked repeatedly: "What kind of mistake? How could you be injured? How serious is the injury?"

The secret guard shook his head, "Lord Linfeng sent a message, asking the master to come over. I don't know the details."

Yes, when she was at the city gate, someone called her father urgently on flying horses, saying that something had changed in Dongcheng. At that time, she saw that although her father's face had changed, there was no urgency or panic on his face, so she thought it was normal.

Now that I think about it, everything is abnormal. First, Huang Houde sealed the city and locked the doors for more than three days, but Mr. Yang, who was in charge of Yicheng, did not make any sound. Second, his father left the city for three days and did not return. That Yang

The adults also didn't react at all, as if they didn't know anything. But as soon as my father returned, he sent people and horses to invite him.

"Beiting, Mr. Yang, who is in charge of Yicheng, what is his official reputation and character? Is there anyone behind him?"

"Don't worry, it's probably nothing serious. There's nothing wrong with Mr. Yang. I've checked on him."

As they talked, the two got up and walked out. When they walked out, horses were already prepared at the door. They were all good horses that were used to spread trust in the official post.

Of course, no matter how good the horse is, it cannot compare with He Beiting's Zhufeng.

He Beiting glanced at Zhou Sining, jumped on the horse first, then stretched out his hand and said: "Come up, I will take you, I will ride faster."

Zhou Sining was not pretentious and sat behind him with the help of He Beiting's pull. Although she could ride a horse, as He Beiting said, it would be faster for him to lead her.

Fortunately, Yicheng has now implemented a policy of closing all doors and households, and all the people are not allowed to wander on the streets. Otherwise, they really would not be able to fight on the streets.

After arriving at the boundary of Dongcheng, He Beiting and Zhou Sining strode inside as soon as they got off their horses. However, when they were still some distance away from the gate, they were stopped by someone.

"The east city is an important place, no idlers are allowed to enter."

He Beiting's eyes turned cold, and he was about to have a seizure when he remembered that he was wearing an ordinary face that would be hard to find in a crowd.

Then he raised his voice and said: "I am from the He family, and this is my young lady, here to visit the eldest son of my family."

Although Zhou Sining came here under orders, she only came to deliver medicine. Ordinarily, after delivering medicine, she should leave, and she should not even enter Yicheng.

However, Zhou Changbai is in charge here, and He Beiting is here to maintain stability. She has come here, so it is not a bad idea to go to the city to visit relatives. But in terms of doing things, she can only make excuses.

But why couldn't the daughter come to look for her father and have to use the excuse that the young lady of the He family came to visit the doctor? But after thinking about it, it seemed that this excuse was safer and could hide her identity better.

After all, not everyone knows that He Beiting's fiancée is Miss Zhou.

The young lady of the He family?

It just so happened that a group of people on duty outside the gate today were the imperial guards who came with He Beiting. The leader of them stepped forward after hearing this and said: "I didn't hear that He Shizi got married. Do you have the belt of the He family?

?”

He Beiting showed his belt like Yan, but the expression on the man's face became weird.

"Where did your waistband come from?"

Zhou Sining glanced at the waist card and wanted to cover his face. He Beiting was right that it was his own waist card that he showed off. But the key point is that he is not himself now. An ordinary servant of the He family, carrying it with him

The prince's waist card, is this possible?

"For the convenience of the young lady, my heir apparent left his badge to the young lady before he left the capital."

Well, this reason barely makes sense.

The man said again: "Then, where is your belt? This does not prove that you are the He family. On the contrary, Master Jun, I have reason to suspect that you hijacked the young lady of the He family."

The man made a gesture as he spoke, and immediately, a group of people rushed up, surrounding He Beiting and Zhou Sining.

Then he pointed out another person and asked Linfeng to come over and identify him.

Zhou Sining didn't want to worry any more, so he took out the royal letter and said, "Now, can we go in?"

As soon as they saw the token, all the guards knelt down. There was no one in the guards who did not recognize the royal order. Royal orders were also divided into levels. Princes, princes, princesses, princesses, etc. all had royal titles that symbolized their status.

Lingxin, and the one held in Zhou Sining's hand is the highest-level prince's Lingxin.

But such a prince's letter was in the hands of a woman. Do you still need to ask about her identity? He just said that he had never heard of the heir of the He family marrying a wife. As expected, the young lady of the He family was just an excuse.

"The villain is short-sighted. Please forgive me for any offence."

As soon as the Imperial Guards knelt down, those behind them also knelt down.

"It's okay." Zhou Sining said as he walked in, He Beiting followed closely with his eyes lowered, firmly grasping the identity of a servant.

(End of chapter)