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Chapter 414 Related



Chapter 414 Related

Qiao Zhenzhen quickly retracted her hand and glanced at him, "Who taught you to talk like that? It's so corny."

"I learned it by myself. Why, you don't like it?"

That's not the case.

Daddy boyfriend, eternal god.

Who wouldn’t like it?

Qiao Zhenzhen turned her head away and snorted softly, but her ears turned red uncontrollably.

Han Zheng chuckled softly, seeing her expression, and understood.

Bending over, he gently placed her on the couch. As usual, the man first asked her about her daily life, what she did, what she used, no matter how big or small.

Ever since that night at Guanghua Temple, Qiao Zhenzhen vaguely felt that there was something different about him.

It’s not that the two of them had a bad relationship in the past.

After all, they... have always been compatible in bed.

And when he got off the bed, there was no lack of tenderness and warmth.

Unlike other couples who treat each other with respect, they are always showing their love through kisses and hugs.

But the two of them ended up in an arranged marriage.

In her time, it was a standard blind date or even an arranged marriage.

When meeting for the first time, what each person evaluates in their mind is the other party's conditions in all aspects and how much benefit it can bring to themselves.

What's more, Han Zheng still had Tang An Ning's white moonlight in his heart at that time.

Even though they quickly drew a line between the two, in Qiao Zhenzhen's view, Han Zheng as a husband was just the best choice she could make in the current situation after weighing the pros and cons.

The relationship between the two was not pure at the beginning, and no matter how good it became later, there always seemed to be an inexplicable veil between them.

I don't know what Han Zheng's mental journey is like, but in Qiao Zhenzhen's heart, there is always something missing between them——

Perhaps it is that unconditional trust?

Yes, she doesn't belong to this world at all.

How can you give absolute trust when you can't even hide your true identity?

After all, it is incompatible with this world.

"You told me before about Aunt Lu," Han Zheng sat down on the edge of the bed and smoothed the furry collar of her coat for her.

Although there was a floor heating in the inner room, he always felt that she was injured and had lost her blood and energy, and would be particularly afraid of the cold.

"What did you find out?" Qiao Zhenzhen felt a little hot and wanted to pull his hands away and open his collar. "Hot."

Han Zheng, however, did not allow her to refuse and straightened her clothes again, his tone gentle but insistent: "Be obedient, it's still cold and your injuries haven't healed yet, don't catch a cold again."

Then, he placed a light kiss on Qiao Zhenzhen's lips, which were slightly pouting in dissatisfaction, and whispered again: "Be good."

Okay, okay.

There is a kind of cold that makes your husband feel that you are cold.

Qiao Zhenzhen blinked and quickly compromised.

"We haven't found anything conclusive," Han Zheng said with a serious expression. "The people at Guanghua Temple can't find out more. They've been doing this for over 20 years, starting when Wuchen became abbot. They're not targeting you alone."

Among the monks who survived, there happened to be one who was Wu Chen’s direct disciple and knew many secrets.

"Wu Chen was a flower thief thirty years ago. He was wanted by the government and had nowhere else to turn, so he became a monk."

Qiao Zhenzhen shook her head slightly.

The verification mechanism these days is ineffective, and the portrait of the wanted criminal is abstract and difficult to distinguish. It is not surprising that such a person could hide in the temple for decades.

She is considered a "talent". If I hadn't run into her this time, I don't know how many more people would have been harmed.

"The day Aunt Lu met my mother was the fifteenth day of the lunar month. She would go to Guanghua Temple to burn incense on the first and fifteenth day of every month without fail. It wasn't a spur-of-the-moment decision."

"I should have left a few more people alive." Qiao Zhenzhen said with regret.

As he spoke, his fingertips unconsciously clenched his sleeves, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

"Kill her if you will. If she is really behind this, we can always find clues elsewhere."

This was the bad thing about the ancient times. There was no surveillance, no recording, and finding evidence was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Han Zheng pondered, "Mother isn't familiar with Guanghua Temple, but Aunt Lu is a frequent visitor. It's very likely she intentionally revealed the news of the Child-Seeking Hall's efficacy to Mother. As to whether she mentioned it by chance, or if she already knew about the workings behind the Hall... I'm afraid I can only ask her herself."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Also, I found out...some time ago, Tang An Ning and Miss Qin Er met privately several times."

Tang Anning?

Yes...she was reborn.

Qiao Zhenzhen suddenly came to her senses.

There was an information gap of a full ten years between Tang An Ning and himself.

Perhaps in the past ten years, the scandal of the Child-Seeking Hall had been exposed.

Wei Yunzhi has now recovered his memory. If the matter of the Child-Seeking Hall was really revealed in the next ten years, he should know about it.

If I could find an opportunity to sound him out, perhaps I could tell whether the whole thing was a coincidence of fate or a "coincidence" carefully designed by someone.

Seeing Qiao Zhenzhen lost in thought, Han Zheng keenly sensed that she seemed to know something, so he asked softly, "What do you think?"

Qiao Zhenzhen came back to her senses. "Ah? You mean Tang Anning? She and Qin Shuyue are close friends, so it's not uncommon for them to meet."

This answer was beyond Han Zheng's expectations.

He thought that once he mentioned Tang An Ning's name, she would immediately conclude that Tang An Ning was behind this matter.

After all, there is a grudge between the two of them, and they have clashed with each other more than once or twice.

I thought that I would throw dirty water on the other party if I had the chance.

But now Zhenzhen has not done so, which shows that she is a bright, kind and principled woman.

In Han Zheng's opinion, the possibility that Tang An Ning was the mastermind behind the scenes was extremely small.

The activities of the Guanghua Temple's Child-Seeking Hall were extremely secretive, and he had already investigated them in detail. Tang An Ning had never even set foot in Guanghua Temple, so he should not have known the dirty deeds behind it.

He told Zhenzhen about this simply because he didn't want to hide any details from her.

Han Zheng suppressed his surprise and simply replied, "Yes, they do interact with each other on a daily basis."

Qiao Zhenzhen pursed her lips and agreed without any hesitation that this matter definitely had nothing to do with Tang An Ning.

She was silent for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject: "So what do you think...what does Tang An Ning think of you now?"

Han Zheng was stunned when he heard this. "Thoughts? What thoughts?" He frowned slightly, his tone filled with confusion and certainty. "She is now the Second Prince's concubine. How could she still have such inappropriate thoughts about me?"

Qiao Zhenzhen's jade-like fingers gently stroked his cheek, and she narrowed her eyes slightly, with a light flashing in her eyes that he could not quite see clearly:

"Who said that just because I'm the Second Prince's person, I can't have any plans for you anymore?"

You must know that this world is a novel and it does not follow common sense.

Since Wei Yun is the male protagonist, he always wants to influence her since she is already a married woman.

How can we be sure that Tang An Ning, the heroine, will not harbor any unrealistic thoughts about him, who is already a married man?


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