sbdcsierra Chapter 325 A Strong Wind is Coming
Chapter 325 A Strong Wind is Coming
Zhou Yong strode out of the study with the letter written by Zhou Xin in his arms.
As soon as I came out, I ran into Zhou Hean, who was wearing a brocade hat and a sable fur coat.
The little kid back then has now grown into a handsome young man, and is even engaged. Zhou Yong's eyes lit up with satisfaction. "Why are you here now?"
Zhou Hean pursed her lips and didn't tell him her true thoughts for a long time.
"I came to see my father about something." There was no need to tell him what it was.
Zhou Yong nodded and said, "Okay, go in quickly, your father is inside."
After saying that, he looked at the sky and walked out of the yard quickly.
Zhou Hean silently watched his back until he could no longer see him, then turned and went into Zhou Xin's study.
Zhou Xin was reading official documents. When he saw his son come in, his face showed no expression.
He knew what Zhou Hean wanted to say, but the marriage had already been decided and could never be changed.
Zhou Hean looked at Zhou Xin, lifted his skirt and knelt down straight.
Zhou Xin pretended not to see it and just looked at the document in his hand.
"Dad, why on earth do you have to arrange such a barbaric and silent marriage for me?"
Zhou Hean couldn't bear it any longer and spoke up. He just wanted an explanation.
Zhou Xin threw the document in his hand onto the table, let out a long breath, then stood up and walked to Zhou Hean, raised his hand and slapped him hard in the face.
"Then I'll tell you why."
"Before, you were poisoned, and my Zhou family was on the verge of collapse. But now we have a chance to turn things around. Your mother and I have carefully considered the marriage with the Bai family."
"So, Miss Bai has difficulty walking, but her brother is the head of the Bai family. Marrying her will only benefit you and our Zhou family, not harm them."
Zhou Hean stared at his father in a daze, as if he had just realized for the first time what kind of person his father was.
For the first time, he witnessed his father's ambition and determination to revitalize the Zhou family.
For some unknown reason, he said, "Why don't you let me marry the head of the Bai family..."
Zhou Xin: …
He slapped Zhou Hean in the face again and shouted to the outside, "Someone, take the young master back to his yard. No one is allowed to let him out without my order!"
"If anyone dares to disobey me, I will skin him alive!"
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Zhou He'an was taken away with red and swollen faces. Not long after, Mrs. Zhou, who heard that her son had been beaten, rushed over.
Before she could even utter a word of complaint, Zhou Xin stopped her by saying, "That bastard said he wanted to marry the head of the Bai family."
Mrs. Zhou: ...
"He deserves a beating. How can you say such things casually?" She murmured, not daring to look at Zhou Xin's expression again, and hurried away with the nanny and the maid.
She had to go and see if her son was seriously injured.
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Song Pan'er had been lying down for several days. Early that morning, she received a notification saying that Zhou Yong had arrived.
She probably guessed what it was about, so she asked Hehe to take Haha to invite the person over.
Zhou Yong was wrapped in a thick coat, wearing a straw raincoat, and a conical hat on his head. He shook off the snow on his body at the door, took off his straw raincoat and conical hat, put them in the bamboo basket outside, straightened his coat, and then lifted the heavy door curtain and entered the house.
The moment he lifted the curtain, Haha the dog, with Hehe on its head, rushed in in one step and jumped into its own doghouse next to the brazier.
Song Pan'er sat on the kang, waved to Zhou Yong, and pointed to the chair next to the brazier, "Uncle Zhou, please sit down."
Zhou Yong nodded, went over and sat on the chair, warmed himself up first, then took out the letter wrapped in grease from his arms and handed it over.
"This is a handwritten letter from my eldest brother to the young miracle doctor."
Song Pan'er took the letter, but did not open it to read it. Instead, she asked other questions.
"A lot of people have died recently, haven't they?"
Zhou Yong looked ashamed, as many people had indeed died recently.
Song Pan'er put the letter on the kang table and poured a cup of hot honey grapefruit tea. "Uncle Zhou, drink something hot to warm yourself up."
Zhou Yong murmured a thank you, blew on the warm tea, and took a sip.
Song Paner tapped her fingers on the table for a moment and offered her suggestion.
"If Lord Zhou agrees to let me take over Jiangnan..."
Zhou Yong lowered his eyelids. He had already thought about it on the way here.
But he has no say in this matter.
"This...I'm going to go back and ask my eldest brother."
Song Pan'er understood his answer, after all, the prefect of Jiangnan was Zhou Xin.
"Then Uncle Zhou, please rest here for two days before going back."
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Capital city, Yong'an Palace.
Jin Lingfeng was writing a letter. According to the time Song Fubao told him, such severe blizzard days would end in three months, so he had to arrange everything.
After quickly finishing the letter, he whispered to his confidant, handed the letter to the other person, and whispered a few more instructions before letting the person leave to deliver the letter.
After the confidant left, Liu Pianpian led people into the yard.
A hint of disgust flashed across Jin Lingfeng's eyes, but he showed nothing on his face. Instead, he showed a gentle smile.
"Why are you here at this time, Princess?"
Liu Pianpian glanced at him angrily, "Didn't I hear that the prince forgot to eat again, so I rushed over here in a hurry? Does the prince think I am meddling in other people's affairs?"
Jin Lingfeng reached out and shook her hand that was holding the hot water bottle, then led her to sit on the couch. "Look at what you are saying. How could I possibly dislike that?"
"Aren't you cold after walking all this way here? I feel sorry for you."
Liu Pianpian pretended to be casual and raised her hand to touch her flat belly, "Your Highness loves me, and I love you just as much."
As she spoke, she waved to the maids, "I personally prepared the dishes that Your Highness likes. You must give me your praise later."
Jin Lingfeng smiled and nodded, then disapproved and pulled her hand to examine it carefully. He found a faint red mark on her left index finger and immediately frowned.
"There are so many chefs in the palace. Don't do this in the future. I will feel bad if you get hurt for me."
Liu Pianpian's eyes were filled with emotion, and the love in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows could not be hidden.
She hugged Jin Lingfeng's waist and rested her head on his chest, "Your Highness is so kind to me."
Jin Lingfeng gently stroked her back, "You are my only princess. If I don't treat you well, who should I treat well?"
Liu Pianpian hummed softly to hide the sarcasm in her eyes.
The person he loves dearly lives in the most remote courtyard, so it is difficult for him to act with her.
Originally, Liu Pianpian always thought that Song Fubao was not a threat to her at all, but she heard the spies she had placed next to Song Fubao report to her several times that Jin Lingfeng often went to Song Fubao's yard privately and stayed there for a long time each time. The two of them often closed the door in the house and no one knew what they were doing.
Liu Pianpian was filled with hatred, but if she was asked to give Jin Lingfeng to that little bitch, she really couldn't do it.