Chapter 732 Hailanzhu 31
The panic of Zhaisang leader and his men did not affect Sheng Huan at all.
As for Sheng Huan, she was already fast asleep.
At the same time, Mrs. Zhezhe was in the yurt.
Zhezhe tossed and turned, unable to sleep all night.
"Fujin..." Anari covered her with a blanket.
Zhezhe seemed to be startled by something and sat up with a sudden movement.
There were obvious red bloodshot in her eyes, and she muttered mysteriously: "Anari, I always feel that Prince Beile treats Hai Lanzhu very differently..."
She had never felt this kind of panic before.
"Fujin..." Anari saw his master like this and couldn't help but panic: "What should we do?"
As Zhezhe was panicking, two words suddenly popped up in his mind: share the favor.
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In Huang Taiji’s yurt.
After Huang Taiji came back, he took a nice bath.
With the pink handkerchief in his hand, he fell into a sweet dream.
He seemed... dreaming.
In the dream, there are blue sky, white clouds and green grass.
In the warm sunshine, three young children were running around chasing butterflies, laughing and talking happily.
"Run slower and don't fall."
A soft female voice sounded.
Huang Taiji was immediately attracted by her and looked at her with sharp eyes.
The woman seemed to realize something and she raised her eyes slightly.
Then, Huang Taiji saw a pair of smiling almond eyes and the lifelike petal birthmark on the woman's face.
It’s Hailanzhu!
Huang Taiji subconsciously strode forward.
The woman obviously saw him as well, and her almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly.
"Huang Taiji."
Huang Taiji's heart floated.
The three children seemed to have seen him as well and looked up at the same time. Then, they rushed over excitedly:
"Father Khan!"
When he saw them, Huang Taiji in the dream miraculously knew that these were his own children.
His child with Hailanzhu.
Before Huang Taiji could respond, he woke up from his dream the next moment.
"My Lord, it's still early." Su Rile was on guard duty when he heard the noise and came over quickly: "Do you want to sleep a little longer?"
Huang Taiji shook his head.
In his eyes and heart, everything was still in his dream.
The man tightened the handkerchief in his hand, raised the corners of his lips, and stood up.
"Change."
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The next day, Sheng Huan woke up and dressed up.
"Princess, the Fourth Prince is here."
Toya quickly ran into the yurt and told her princess the news.
"Here?" Sheng Huan looked up, a little unsure: "So early?"
"Yes." Toya was also surprised: "The Fourth Prince is outside."
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Outside the yurt.
When Sheng Huan came out, he saw a man holding a bunch of yellow flowers in the morning dew.
The man was exceptionally tall. At this moment, he put away his sharp edge on the battlefield, and his whole body was bathed in the sun, looking exceptionally gentle, a tough guy with a soft heart, and a bright and clear moon.
"Hai Lan Zhu."
Huang Taiji saw the woman with her own fragrance at first sight.
As soon as she appeared, the air became sweet.
"You..." The woman pursed her lips slightly: "Why are you here?"
"I am used to getting up in the morning to do some exercises." The man may have just exercised, so his body was still hot, but his voice was very gentle: "I happened to pass by here, so I brought you some breakfast food."
"It's some cakes."
He handed it over along with the flowers.
The woman's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of her eyes turned red.
Finally, she reached out her hand.
However, perhaps because of nervousness, her fingertips accidentally touched the man's palm.
Both of them shuddered.
The woman stepped back first, and the veil on her face fluttered across the man's arm.
The man's fingers curled up fiercely.
"Huang Taiji."
The woman clenched the flowers in her hand, her lips curled up slightly, and a smile leaked out of her eyes, soft and clean.
"Thank you."
The man's throat suddenly felt itchy.
"As long as you like it."
The two of them acted out of emotion but remained polite, without any unnecessary movements. However, the atmosphere around them was so charming that no one could blend in.
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Zhezhe is in the yurt.
"Fujin, the servants said that they saw Prince Beile heading towards the yurt of Princess Hailanzhu."
When Zhezhe woke up early in the morning, he heard the bad news.
"really?"
Anaji nodded with difficulty: "It goes that way."
Zhezhe fell into deep thought. After a while, he spoke in a hoarse voice.
"My sisters-in-law and the others have always wanted Dayu'er to marry Prince Beile."
She paused: "Don't they have any ideas?"
Although she didn't stay in Korchin for a long time this time, Zhezhe also realized that Furen Boli and the others didn't seem to like Hai Lanzhu very much.
She hoped that Lady Boli and the others would make a fuss, and it would be best if the marriage was disrupted.
"Fujin, Fujin Boli is here."
At this moment, a servant walked in from outside the door.
Zhezhe’s eyes darkened.
Although I don't know why Mrs. Bo Li suddenly came here, but...
She always felt that perhaps her sisters-in-law and others were also unable to sit still.
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When Lady Boli entered Zhezhe's yurt, she saw that Zhezhe was not in good spirits.
Zhezhe also noticed the dark circles under Mrs. Boli's eyes at a glance.
"Sister-in-law, why are you here so early in the morning?"
"This is not for Hailanzhu's marriage."
"Zhezhe, do you know when the date is set?"
Mrs. Boli wanted to laugh, but obviously she couldn't, so her face looked very strange.
"Sister-in-law wants to discuss the marriage between Hailanzhu and Beile with me." Zhezhe seemed to not see her hesitation and nodded, "I'm afraid I can't decide the date of the wedding."
"Why?" Mrs. Boli tried to calm herself down.
Zhezhe seemed to be indifferent: "The prince said that he would make his own decision."
Having said that, Zhezhe’s heart was no longer at ease.
She forced a smile and said, "It seems that Lord Beile still cares about Hai Lanzhu. Sister-in-law is the same. Hai Lanzhu is so beautiful, why didn't she let her come out to meet people before?"
Mrs. Boli's facial features were distorted for a moment.
Hailanzhu was a beauty when she was young, so she would be beautiful when she grew up. Bolifujin actually had a vague memory of the scars on her face. After all, so many years had passed, and Hailanzhu had covered them with her hair and veil. Qiqige had always said that Hailanzhu was disfigured and ugly, and she felt the same way after hearing it so many times.
Unexpectedly, she still had the scar on her face. However, it seemed that God loved her very much, and the scar on her face did not look like a scar, but more like beauty makeup.
Zhezhe sighed and added fuel to the fire without making a sound: "What a pity, Yu'er and Prince Beile are not destined to be together."
When Zhezhe saw that Lady Boli was not very happy, he had a new understanding of the relationship between her and Hailanzhu.
As expected, Mrs. Boli's face darkened.
"Zhezhe. Sister-in-law is telling you the truth. Hailanzhu has a perverse personality. Once she enters the Fourth Prince's mansion, she will never get close to you."
Zhezhe sensed that there was something else in Mrs. Boli's words, so he held back and said, "Sister-in-law, what do you mean by that?"
Mrs. Boli spoke each word with emphasis: "Yu'er and you are allies. You and the fourth prince should ask Yu'er to marry him as well."
A faint light flashed in Zhezhe's eyes: "Sister-in-law thinks highly of me, but I can't be the master of the Baylor."
"You won't help Yu'er?" Lady Boli stared at her.
Zhezhe didn't say anything.
Mrs. Boli understood and left.
As soon as I took a step, I heard an unknown voice coming from behind me.
"I heard that Hailanzhu is not in good health. Sister-in-law, you must take care of her. Otherwise, if something happens to the bride on the wedding day, the wedding procession will have made a wasted trip."
Mrs. Boli paused, then strode away.
After seeing Mrs. Boli leave, Anaji brought her some hot tea and said, "Mrs. Boli, you said...they..."
Zhezhe flipped through the jewelry in her hands without saying a word.
She only hoped that Mrs. Boli would be smarter, and by then, it would be done. Not only could she get rid of a strong enemy, but even if Dayuer married into the mansion instead, the prince would not like her.
All these problems are solved now. Zhezhe's lips curled up in a relaxed arc.
Don't let her down, sister-in-law.
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