Chapter 1277
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"Then why?" Zhao Yun 'er asked.
"Our marriage has been discussed with His Majesty, but His Majesty did not agree to it," Mu Lianfeng explained. "We were supposed to go to the capital tomorrow, but we don't have to anymore …"
Zhao Yun 'er's eyes twisted when she heard this. "Why didn't His Majesty agree?"
Could it be that His Majesty had something against her and despised her for being a country bumpkin? Did he also think that she wasn't good enough for Mu Lianfeng, or did he have other considerations?
Mu Lianfeng shook his head. "I don't know … His Majesty's attitude is unpredictable. He didn't explicitly say no, but he didn't agree either!"
Zhao Yun 'er thought for a moment. "Why don't I talk to him?"
She didn't know if it was her imagination, but why did she feel that His Majesty was easy to talk to?
In front of her, His Majesty was approachable and treated her as a friend.
Since they were friends, it shouldn't be a big deal for her to help out, right?
"Don't say anymore, Yun 'er! I think even if you tell him, His Majesty's attitude will be similar. Let's just wait for now! "
Zhao Yun 'er sighed slightly. "Alright then! Mu Lianfeng, you don't have to worry. As long as our hearts are together, no one or anything can separate us! "
"Mm!" Mu Lianfeng responded solemnly.
…
That night, at Old Zhao's house, Liang Jinqiao discussed with Zhao Baoshan according to Zhao Yun 'er's instructions and then put the mouse trap in the kitchen.
Under normal circumstances, no one would go to the kitchen in the middle of the night. The only ones who would go there were definitely thieves.
In the middle of the night, Old Zhao's family members were all asleep in the room and the courtyard was quiet.
This was because Qian Chunxiu had asked Zhao Wenshui to send some leftovers from the banquet over during the day.
Zhao Wenshui didn't want to steal from Qian Chunxiu, but he didn't want to refuse her. He was afraid that Qian Chunxiu would look down on him and ignore him, so he agreed.
In the middle of the night, after confirming that Old Zhao's family members were all asleep, Zhao Wenshui tiptoed out of bed and ran to the kitchen.
However, as soon as she entered and opened the cupboard door, she suddenly stepped on the mouse trap in front of the cupboard. Zhao Wenshui grimaced in pain as his ankle was firmly stuck. He let out a squeal like a pig.
Zhao Wenshui's voice was very loud. By the time he reacted, it was already too late.
The people in Old Zhao's courtyard were woken up by Zhao Wenshui's voice and rushed out of the courtyard.
Huo Chunhua came out in a floral coat. She frowned and asked, "What's wrong? What happened? "
The people in the first branch followed her out. Feng Zhangxia replied, "I don't know, mother. We don't know what happened either. We came out when we heard the sound!"
"Judging from the sound, it sounded like something big had happened. What's wrong? Did I hear it wrong? "Huo Chunhua muttered.
Zhao Wenshui replied, "Mother, you didn't hear it wrong. I heard it too! Otherwise, why would we all come out? "
"Then what's wrong? They screamed so miserably. Did someone fall into the dung tank? "Huo Chunhua asked in confusion.
After Huo Chunhua finished speaking, a trace of fear flashed through the eyes of Old Zhao's family members.
"Mother … It can't be …"
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