Qin Shi: Starting from saving Yan Lingji

Chapter 139
The carriage stopped in front of the two of them, and Zheng Ze's eyes narrowed only through his keen perception.

This extremely familiar feeling, he had only had it on one person.

The curtain of the car was gently lifted, and a beauty in a maroon dress, still blooming like a bright flower, appeared in front of him.

Zheng Ze touched his nose, he didn't expect to see Yan Lingji again under such circumstances.

Obviously according to my own plan, now is not the time.

Standing on top of the car, there was no expression on that delicate face, making it impossible to understand her mood at this time.He just looked down at Zheng Ze, feeling like an English teacher walking in front of a disobedient student.

When she appeared, she seemed to automatically ignore Han Fei beside Zheng Ze, and her pair of water-cutting autumn eyes only looked at Zheng Ze alone.

Immediately, a playful look appeared on the beauty's face, "Why, are you too guilty to speak now?"

Going back to meet those two people was just incidental, this time, the ultimate goal was Zheng Ze.

Zheng Ze shook his head, this Ninth Young Master really gave him a special gift!
Guilty?He really hasn't.

Sighing, Zheng Ze showed a sincere smile, looked up at the tall figure of the goddess, and said softly: "I just feel pleasantly surprised."

The corner of Yan Lingji's lips curled up slightly, and she brushed the hair on her forehead, then put her hands on her chest, and said calmly, "Whether it's a surprise or a fright, Mr. Zheng can't lie!"

Zheng Ze let out a dry cough, why did he become Mr. Zheng after not seeing him for a few days?

Before he could speak, Yan Lingji stretched out a hand to him.

Seeing this, Zheng Ze did not hesitate, and stretched out his hand to take the flawless white catkin. With his support, Yan Lingji jumped forward.However, she failed to set foot on the ground, and in mid-air, Zheng Ze quickly embraced her waist, gently protected her in his arms, and landed on the ground.

However, Yan Lingji didn't seem to appreciate it, put her hands on her chest, and broke away from his embrace with a little force.

"Cough cough!"

At this moment, Young Master Jiu made an untimely voice, wanting to remind the two of them that there is still someone here!

Zheng Ze turned his head, this Han Fei was not as sensible as Tang Ba.

"Mr. Zheng, are you satisfied?"

Hearing this clear voice, Zheng Ze didn't feel as satisfied as he said. What the other party did was more like showing that he had found a weakness.

However, he nodded, "Satisfied, unexpectedly satisfied."

Han Fei took a deep breath. Of course he could tell if Zheng Ze's tone was true or not, and then exhaled the breath in his chest, "In this city, we all have people we can't lose. That's why Mr. Zheng needs to be more careful in his actions. .”

Ignoring Yan Lingji's little emotions, he directly grabbed her hand that was about to escape. Zheng Ze faced Han Fei, his eyes drooping slightly, "It seems that the ninth son has something to teach me?"

This time, Han Fei nodded straightforwardly. He said that it would be easy to do things with money, and now that he has given a gift, he should be able to speak better.

"From Mr.'s deeds, it's not difficult to guess that you also seem to create a world of your own. Mr. has his own ideals, and Han Fei has no idea of ​​intervening. It's just some reminders, please bear this in mind."

Zheng Ze raised his eyes, as if only at this moment, this "swinger" image of King Han's son revealed a serious attitude from the inside out.

"There is no shortage of smart people in this world, but a real wise man is someone who can recognize himself. What Han Fei can guess, others may not be able to guess. The night is not as simple as Mr. imagined, and Confucianism is also very simple." Difficult to manipulate as Mr. wishes."

Taking a deep look at Zheng Ze, Han Fei looked away, "As far as I know, General Ji has transferred several times to the new Zheng's military defense in recent days, and waiting for Bai in blood is not the case. He reported his illness yesterday and has not seen his father. Sir, the Confucianists asked him to come here because he saw that he had little experience in common affairs and had the idea of ​​letting him practice and study. I don’t think that after getting his report, the Confucian parents can also know the master’s plan from the lines.”

"The calmness in front of me does not necessarily mean that everything is going smoothly, and it may also be that a storm is brewing. Since the husband has chosen to join the game, any slight contempt may become the material for a tragedy. Think about what you say and do. Whether you are good or not, be cautious. After all, there are people you cherish by your side.”

The same passage, spoken from a very contagious population, can make the listener involuntarily achieve an empathy effect.

When a person shares everything he sees at his height, and analyzes the good and bad from the perspective of others, it is difficult to make people feel disgusted.

After a moment of silence, Zheng Ze nodded, "Is this the gift Jiu Gongzi gave me?"

Sometimes, a sharp edge hanging in the air is a threat, but when it falls, it is not necessarily a danger, but an opportunity.

Han Fei shook his head slightly, "I'm ashamed, Master said, a gentleman wants to be slow in words but quick in action. Han Fei is just chatting with Mr., how to do it depends on Mr.'s intentions."

A look of relief appeared on Junxiu's face, and he turned around without hesitation, "I think Mr. and Miss still have a lot to say, so Han Fei won't bother you two!"

He left very gracefully, without taking a cloud with him, unlike when he came, he took Yan Lingji with him.

Looking at his leaving figure, Zheng Ze's eyes revealed a thoughtful expression.

Han Fei's meaning was very simple. He was able to maintain his safety and well-being only because everyone knew that Zheng Ze had cards in his hand, but everyone had more cards in their hands. They were just picking out a few cards to blow him up.

In addition to letting Mrs. Mingzhu control herself, the night scene must have other actions. The figure in the blood-red dress flashed in Zheng Ze's mind...

"Are all the conversations between you men so boring?"

Just when his thoughts were wandering, Yan Lingji's soft and seductive voice pulled him back to reality.

Looking at this long-lost pretty face, Zheng Ze pursed his lips, resisted the urge to kiss, and asked softly, "What did he tell you? Why did you come with him?"

He was not surprised by the information Han Fei said.Only the other party brought Yan Lingji here, which he never thought of.

He didn't ask Han Fei because he knew Yan Lingji would tell him.

When Yan Lingji arrived, he also felt another breath, which Zheng Ze guessed was Wei Zhuang.It is indeed dangerous for her to appear in other places, and it is thoughtful for Han Fei to ask Wei Zhuang to protect him secretly.

Hearing this, the corners of Yan Lingji's mouth curled up, and she snorted softly, "He is resourceful, handsome, and the noble Ninth Young Master of South Korea. Among these people in Xinzheng, he is the most pleasing to the eye. Mr. This is what you said at the beginning, please let go of your hands!"

　Going home tomorrow and concentrating on the plot...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)