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Chapter 710 Know a little more

The guards were already panicked. They were still a little far from the Duke's Mansion. They didn't dare to go back with their Duke's mansion. They had already asked them to return to the Duke's mansion, but seeing that the Duke's condition was not very good, they were panicked.

The guard calmed down his mind, "Thank you, we really need a carriage."

The Duke of the State can at least lie flat in the carriage, and as long as it is stable, he can return to the Duke of the State's Mansion as soon as it is stable.

Chang Lian and Rong Chuan moved aside, "Please."

The guard had no time to be polite, so he carefully picked up the prince and sent it to the carriage, and said to the coachman: "Let's go."

As for the two who helped, he didn't need to ask more questions. He still knew the official uniforms of the Hanlin Academy.

Chang Lian waited for the carriage to leave before saying, "I hope the old man is safe."

He had just looked at it, and the old man closed his eyes tightly. It was really not very good.

Rong Chuan was a little absent-minded. The old man just now looked a bit like him. He thought to himself that fortunately he met him when he went back to get jewelry today.

Chang Lian didn't hear Rong Chuan's reply, so he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Rong Chuan's eyes, "What are you thinking?"

Rong Chuan came back to his senses, "I didn't think about anything. My family is still waiting for us to have dinner. Let's go back quickly."

Chang Lian is not easy to fool. After taking two steps, he realized something was wrong. The old man just now seemed to look like Rong Chuan, not that he was sensitive. The mystery of Rong Chuan's life experience has never been solved. Rong Chuan is a bit like Ning Erye. If you push it back, the old man just now was the Duke!

Chang Lian thought of some overlooked things again, and he felt that he knew too much.

Zhou Mansion, Zhulan and Rong Chuan and Changlian changed their clothes and asked, "Why are you back so late today? You are one hour later than usual."

Rong Chuan blushed, embarrassed to ask for the jewelry for Xuehan, lowered his head, "I went to the street for some time."

Chang Lian thought to himself that he had the courage to settle jewelry, but he didn't even dare to say that he didn't expose Rong Chuan, "When we came back, we encountered an unexpected incident. We came back while we were walking, so it was a little late."

Zhou Shuren spoke when he heard this, "What's wrong?"

He hasn't left Beijing yet!

Chang Lian talked about helping and summarized: "I think the old man is Duke Ning Guo."

Zhou Shuren knew what Changlian was guessing, and he felt that the capital was so small and fortunately, the Duke of the Republic was unconscious. He heard from his wife that Rong Chuan did not look like the queen or her parents. A few days ago, Marquis Ning came to the mansion and mentioned the dead eldest son of the Ning family from time to time. He knew it in his heart. Today's wife only confirmed his guess.

Coupled with the reactions of Marquis Ning and Second Master Ning, Rong Chuan looked like the dead Prince Ning, and it might not be very similar. If the prince of the country woke up, he would not be stimulated to see Rong Chuan at once!

When Changlian saw his father not saying a word, his heart was quickly wandering. He felt that his father must have known something. Now his father is silent, he knew it. Changlian was a little dazed. It turned out that Rong Chuan was really the child of the Duke's Mansion?

Then I wondered again, since I was a child of the Duke's Mansion, why didn't I go back and couldn't find evidence to prove it, or something else?

Seeing Rong Chuan frowned, Zhulan patted Zhou Shuren on the shoulder next time, "Okay, the food is cold, hurry up and have a meal."

Zhou Shuren stood up, he didn't care about how to develop in the future, so he didn't want to worry about it anymore, "Let's go, have a meal."

After dinner, Chang Lian stayed and wanted to say something but stopped. Zhou Shuren pretended not to see it, and waved his hand to chase the person, "Go away quickly, don't disturb your mother and I'm resting. We will rush back to Jinzhou tomorrow."

Chang Lian saw that it was not dark outside, and his father's reason was getting less and less concerned, but he was happy again. This was a sign of his father's closeness to him. His own son, there was no need to find a perfect reason, "Dad, you and your mother have a good rest."

Zhou Shuren was happy, "Get out."

In the garden, Xuehan took the hairpin that Rong Chuan gave her. Seeing Rong Chuan frowned, he handed the hairpin to Shui Mama and asked Shui Mama to send it back. Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed Rong Chuan's sides of the corners of his eyebrows and pulled it out vigorously.

Rong Chuan hissed, "It hurts, it hurts."

Xuehan looked at her flat brows and then let go of her hand with satisfaction, "Don't frown."

Rong Chuan was particularly bold today and held Xuehan's hand, "I know you are smart, so I must have guessed something, me."

Xuehan covered Rong Chuan's mouth with his hand that was not caught by Rong Chuan, "Why do you think too much about things you can't control? Besides, you didn't take the initiative to seek the truth at the beginning, so you shouldn't be suffering anymore today. Haven't you made up your mind to let it go?"

Rong Chuan's lips touched Xue Han's hand. It was the first time that he had such an intimate move that Xue Han's palm was hot, as if it had burned his heart, and his ears and hands became hot.

Xuehan felt it, hurriedly let go of her hand, pulled out the other hand from the Hang Chuan's hand, and then ran away quickly, embarrassing her to death. Why did she stretch out her hand with a hot mind!

This hand has its own idea, it must not be hers.

Rong Chuan looked at Xue Han running away and laughed in a low voice. The boredom in his heart had long disappeared. He felt that instead of worrying about his life experience, it would be better to be more careful about how to marry Xue Han into the house earlier.

Chang Lian walked out of the hiding place and patted Rong Chuan on the shoulder, "Look at how you look, I want to get married, but it's a pity that my parents want to stay with the girl for two more years."

Rong Chuan was startled, and then felt his scalp smoking, "How long have you been hiding?"

"Ah, start with you holding my girl's hand, this is you. I'll endure it, but you should also be careful. Fortunately, the girl will return to Jinzhou tomorrow."

Rong Chuan had a dark face. Zhou Changlian held back in his hands and was not polite. He was not trying to hurt his heart. He knew that he couldn't bear to leave Xuehan!

In the yard of the third bedroom, Dong took his daughter's hand and walked on the ground. When he saw her husband coming back, "Didn't you have something to look for your father? Why did you come back so soon?"

Chang Lian spread his hands and said, "Dad told me to get back, and I'll get back."

Dong smiled, "Look at your appearance, I seem to be thinking about it?"

Chang Lian raised his eyebrows. Dong married into the Zhou family and they grew up together. He knew that Dong knew him, but unexpectedly, he had said nothing, and Dong guessed one or two points, "Well, I thought it was easy. When I came back, I heard the girl talking to Rong Chuan, and I thought it was easy."

Dong doesn’t worry about the things she can’t worry about. She has a mother-in-law at home, so she only needs to take care of the third room. “Mom will go back to Jinzhou tomorrow.”

Chang Lian held his fat daughter and got up, "Mom, you have to attend the banquet by yourself."

Dong bent his eyes, "I can do it."

These days, my mother took her to attend and went to the Wang Mansion again. Later, she went there herself, and she already felt confident.

Chang Lian curled the corner of his mouth, "I knew my wife must be fine."

Mrs. Dong was happy and hummed, "Give me more surprises, I must be even better."

Chang Lian, “….”
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