How could there be such a woman!

Zhu Zan stared.

Miss Jun threw her head back and laughed, then brushed past his shoulder and staggered forward.

"Hello."

Zhu Zan shouted in shame from behind.

Miss Jun put her hands behind her back, smiled and walked forward, ignoring him.

Zhu Zan followed in a few steps.

"Hey," he called again.

"Who are you calling?" Miss Jun said with a hum.

"Jun," Zhu Zan said, "that's about enough."

His surname is Jun.

Miss Jun suddenly thought that he seemed to have never called her by her name, Jiuling.

He, why...

She turned suddenly and looked at Zhu Zan.

Zhu Zan also took a step back suddenly.

"Ha." He looked nervous and alert. "What do you want to do? You look like a murderer."

Miss Jun couldn't help but burst out laughing and reached out to press her eyelids.

"Is it so obvious what I'm thinking?" she asked.

"Your thoughts are always obvious," Zhu Zan said.

Miss Jun pinched her nose with her hand and looked at him with her eyes rolling around.

"Look, look." Zhu Zan said immediately, pointing at her and taking a step back, "It's like there's someone else looking at me besides you."

Miss Jun’s expression froze.

Yes, there is someone watching him under this skin.

Did he see it?

In other words, ever since she saw Zhu Zan placing the flower in front of her grave that day, she has always looked at him as Chu Jiuling and has never thought of deliberately concealing it.

"Hey, hey, what are you laughing at? What are you laughing at?"

Zhu Zan's voice rang in my ears again.

The smile on Miss Jun's lips suddenly faded, and she simply laughed with her head tilted back.

I laughed so hard that my nose was a little sore.

"That's enough." She suddenly stopped smiling and reached out to pat Zhu Zan.

Zhu Zan had already jumped away on guard.

"Don't worry, Zhu Zan." Miss Jun said with a smile, "I don't have any concerns about your family."

Zhu Zan also put away his exaggerated laughter and vigilance, stood up straight and looked at her intently.

"You gave up the Qingshan Army to fight for their future." He said, "Miss Jun, you are so generous. Who can give up you if they have a future?"

Miss Jun smiled.

"I didn't plan this. This is fair. Someone once summed up this fairness in one sentence," she said. "He said that force is mutual."

What kind of person is this? I can tell he is not a serious person just by hearing what he said.

Zhu Zan sneered.

"These people have made such great contributions and are so capable. In addition, they are people entrusted by you. My father will definitely treat them as his confidants, give them the best positions and the best treatment, and make them stronger." He continued.

Miss Jun still smiled.

"The force is mutual, and this is not a bad thing for your father," she said.

Zhu Zan looked at her.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"I don't want anything, I just want to do something." Miss Jun smiled, "and these things are not bad things for you."

Zhu Zan was about to say something, but Miss Jun interrupted him.

"Zhu Zan, what you have figured out is what your father has also figured out," she said. "If your father is not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

Zhu Zan smiled, walked forward a few steps and looked at Miss Jun.

When his expression was calm and neither sad nor happy nor angry, he had both the seriousness of Madam Yu and the gentleness of Duke Cheng. This seriousness made him look majestic, while his gentleness made him a little more unpredictable.

"Ms. Jun, we have dealt with each other several times. I know you and you know me very well. I have never been afraid of others plotting against me." He said, "We each get what we need, and it's fair and just."

"So what are you worried about?" Miss Jun said with a smile.

Zhu Zan looked at her quietly.

"You're weird," he said. "You're weird to me and to our family."

Miss Jun smiled, looked at him and nodded.

"Yes, I treat your family differently," she said.

"The reason." Zhu Zan said.

Miss Jun thought about it and shook her head.

"I can't say." She said, with a bit of self-mockery, and exhaled, "Anyway, I just want to do and happen to be able to do these things, Zhu Zan, don't worry."

Then he walked forward.

"Hello." Zhu Zan shouted again from behind, hello several times in a row.

Miss Jun had no choice but to stop.

"I have a name," she said.

"Jun," Zhu Zan said, "strength is mutual, but be careful not to hurt yourself. My father looks glorious, but this glory is very dangerous. It is not a good thing for him to be involved with our family."

As soon as he finished speaking, the girl turned around suddenly with a serious expression.

"Zhu Zan." She said, somewhat seriously.

What does she want to say?

That's the reason?

Zhu Zan also looked at her seriously.

But the girl's eyebrows curved.

"Are you worried about me? So you don't want me to have anything to do with you?" she asked, blinking.

Zhu Zan's face froze, and then he became angry, but Miss Jun had already turned around and laughed.

This...indecent...woman.

She fooled me again.

"You look so proud!" he cried, "you are not afraid of slipping your tongue when you say that."

Miss Jun laughed with her head raised, without looking back, she walked away staggeringly with her hands behind her back.

"Don't let me see you again."

Zhu Zan angrily threw down a sentence and strode away.

But unfortunately, not long after he threw this sentence out, he picked it up again by himself.

Zhao Hanqing, who was just walking out of the house, was startled when he saw Zhu Zan standing in the yard.

"What are you doing here?" she said.

Zhu Zan was also shocked when he saw her.

"You..." he said in surprise, looking at Zhao Hanqing's face.

Zhao Hanqing has gotten used to not covering his face in the yard because he has been taking medicine frequently these days and his face is uncomfortable.

She was not disturbed by the other party's surprise.

Zhu Zan quickly regained his composure.

"Why can't I come here? I'm the prince." He said with a stern face.

"Hanqing, it's time to take medicine." Miss Jun's voice came from inside.

Zhao Hanqing said "oh" and ignored Zhu Zan and walked in.

Only then did Miss Jun come out.

"Were you driven out by your mother?" she asked with a smile.

Since she has said that she will still use the title of the prince's fiancée, Madam Yu will definitely ask Zhu Zan to pretend to come here more often to show that they are in love with each other.

"Don't take advantage of the fact that my mother owes you..." Zhu Zan said in a deep voice.

Miss Jun interrupted him immediately.

"Zhu Zan," she said softly, "Actually, you shouldn't care about what your parents owe me. Have you forgotten that you still owe me?"

Zhu Zan's face froze.

Yes, it seemed like he did owe her something...

"Madam and the Duke have already paid me back what they owed me, so we are now even now." Miss Jun continued, her voice soft and serious, "So when are you going to pay me back? Are you going to pay me back or not? If not, how are you going to make up for it..."

Zhu Zan raised his hand to interrupt her.

"Isn't it just a blade of grass?" he said. "I'll find it for you."

Having said that, he turned and strode away.

Miss Jun let out a light breath, turned around and rubbed her hands.

"Okay, it's all right, I can work quietly." She said, "Han, pen and ink are ready."

Inside, Zhao Hanqing uttered an "oh", and the sound of grinding ink could be heard softly.