Chapter 1207: The young master surnamed Meng asked to see you

Bai Zhi knew all this, but she still felt uncomfortable. This palace was the place she least wanted to come to.

The reason why she came back was that Chu Yan was injured. He couldn't see. She can't help but worry about him, so she put everything aside and came back with him.

But then, she discovered that everything was a lie and a scam.

At a corner of the long street, in a wine shop facing the street, a young man in a brocade shirt sat alone in the shop drinking.

After drinking the wine in the glass with his tilting head, he turned his eyes to the street, watching the endless stream of people walking, galloping, and driving.

A familiar figure fell into his eyes. It was a scar-faced man dressed in black clothes and driving a horse slowly beside the carriage. Wasn't it Zhou Awu beside Chu Yan?

Zhou Awu was talking to the people sitting in the carriage with his head sideways. He followed where Zhou Awu's eyes were looking and looked at the window. That familiar face suddenly came into his eyes. Even though he hadn't seen her for several years, her appearance has always been engraved in his heart, and he has never forgotten it for a moment.

The young man was so excited that he got up suddenly and overturned the wine jar on the table. The clear wine spilled all over his body, but he rushed out without hesitation. However, when he rushed outside, he couldn't see the carriage.

Jin Shiwei chased after him: "Young master, what's wrong with you? Who did you see?" Jin Shiwei looked curious. His young master's temperament has become calmer and calmer these days. He seldom expresses his emotions on his face. He calmly talked like an old man. But suddenly, he was out of control. He doesn't know who he saw just now.

Meng Nan looked at one side of the long street and muttered to himself: "The rumors are true, the rumors are true!"

"What rumors?" Jin Shiwei became more and more confused.

He turned around, with a happy expression on his face and he held Jin Shiwei's hand tightly: "Bai Zhi is not dead. She is back, she is back."

Jin Shiwei was stunned: "Didn't you go to Dongfang Family's Mansion? Miss Bai never came back, and the people in the house said there was no news."

Meng Nan shook her head: "The past is the past, and the present is the present. I just saw her with my own eyes. I can't be wrong."

After finishing speaking, Meng Nan was about to run away, but Jin Shiwei hurriedly pulled him back: "Young Master, where are you going looking like this? Change your clothes first."

He has the same set of clothes in the carriage. He was afraid that something will happen after he comes out, so he prepared a set of change clothes.

Meng Nan looked down at his clothes soaked in wine and nodded his head: "That's right, that's right."

The carriage went in the direction of Prince Jin's Mansion. He knew that Zhao Lan and Hu Changlin lived there, so she must have come to see Zhao Lan.

It was too embarrassing to see her looking like this right now. It was better to change his clothes first and go to see her cleanly and freshly.

Meng Nan went back to the carriage and changed his clothes, and immediately rushed to Prince Jin's Mansion.

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In Prince Jin's mansion, Zhao Lan hugged Bai Zhi and cried so much that she almost fainted. Hu Changlin hugged a child who had just turned one year old and wiped his tears aside.

In the past few years, Zhao Lan always woke up in the middle of the night, saying that she dreamed of Bai Zhi, and cried all night. No matter how he coaxed her, it was useless.

Things only changed a little when she gave birth to a child afterward. But every time she thought of Bai Zhi again, she was still like someone who had lost her soul.

Bai Zhi's return was something he had been dreaming of.

In this way, both Hu Feng and Zhao Lan can feel at ease.

The mother and daughter cried for a while, laughed for a time, and finally calmed down. They were sitting in the room talking when a servant came to report: "Master, there is a young master surnamed Meng who is asking to see you."

"Young master surnamed Meng? Who is it?" Hu Changlin didn't think of it for a while and looked surprised.

He and Zhao Lan lived in this palace for the past two years. From time to time, people came to give them gifts, but he confiscated none of them and returned them all. He had heard a lot of names, so he could remember some of them. However, he had never heard of this young man surnamed Meng.

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