It wasn't until he hid in a place where Bai Xuwen couldn't see that the tears lingering in his eyes dared to slide out unscrupulously.

She thought that she could set off a ripple in his heart these days, but she was wrong, one of his hearts had already fallen on Nian Chu.

Zhuang Meng'er bit her lip tightly, squatted in the corner, the hand covering her mouth was tightly suppressed, and tears flowed down the back of her hand, and then fell to the floor.

The cold wind was mixed with fine snow flying, which was cold to the bones, but now she seemed to be numb and couldn't feel a trace of cold.

Bai Xuwen looked around, but he didn't see Zhuang Meng'er.

He gasped slightly, and glanced towards the dark and silent alley, maybe she had already returned to the Zhuang Mansion, right?

The sound of stepping on the snow gradually faded away, and at this moment Zhuang Meng'er dared to let go of his voice and cry.

From the first sight of the first encounter, one of her hearts seemed to flow on him, she thought she was sick at first, and later learned that she was lovesick.

She thought of countless excuses to get close to him, even if she was vaguely aware that he was hiding others in his heart, but she stubbornly wanted to gamble, but the fact was that she lost, and she lost completely.

The inkstone was made by her own hands, and when it was done, she couldn't wait to sneak out of the house to find him, but in the end it was empty of joy.

Knowing this, she didn't pierce this layer of window paper on a whim, and now, I'm afraid it will be difficult for her and him to go back to the past, right?

At the same time, the Drunken Immortal Building, inside the private room on the third floor.

"What do you think of the national teacher?" Song Haotian looked at the national teacher with a deep expression.

The national teacher turned the wine cup and said unhurriedly: "There is a problem." ”

Song Haotian's eyes flashed slightly, and he naturally understood why the national teacher said this: "What does the national teacher mean?"

"The Xiao family will be destroyed. ”

Song Haotian didn't know why the national teacher had such a deep obsession with the Xiao family, so the Xiao family was also a thorn in her eyes, and it wouldn't be in the way if she pulled it out.

"Does the national teacher have any plans?"

Hearing this, the national teacher put down the wine cup in his hand and hooked his finger towards Song Haotian.

Song Haotian leaned his ears over, and he didn't know what the national teacher said, only to see that his expression became more and more gloomy and weird.

The night was like ink, and the fine snow fell on her body with the wind, and Zhuang Meng'er walked on the bleak and lonely long street like a soulless puppet.

"Phew—"

With a fall, the oncoming carriage stopped, and Zhuang Meng'er, who had just woken up from a dream, was startled, stumbled under his feet, and fell straight to the ground.

The man in the carriage frowned slightly, and then reached out and opened a corner of the curtain, and when he stared, he saw the woman sitting on the snow with a pale face and a frightened look.

"Miss Zhuang. ”

Hearing the reputation, Zhuang Meng'er pursed her lips, and after the paleness on her face eased a lot, she immediately stumbled to stand up.

"Meng'er has seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. She saluted Song Haotian in the carriage who was neither humble nor arrogant.

Song Haotian nodded slightly, which was a response.

"It's so late, Miss Zhuang is not in the house, what are you doing when you come out?" said that, the meaningful light of her eyes fell deeply on Zhuang Meng'er's body.

If you take a closer look, this Zhuang Meng'er is born well, and her appearance can be regarded as the best among the ladies of the Chang'an family. It's a pity that I like Bai Xuwen's wood.

Zhuang Meng'er didn't notice the evil look in his eyes, and muttered for a moment: "It's nothing. ”

She didn't want to say, so he didn't bother to ask, but in the dim light of the lantern on the street, he saw the slightly reddened eyes faintly.

"It's still some distance from the Prime Minister's Mansion, come up, and the main hall will give Miss Zhuang a ride. ”

Originally, Zhuang Meng'er didn't want to get into his carriage, but thinking that the night was getting deeper and deeper, he was afraid that it would not be safe, so he condensed for a while and got into his carriage.

The night was deep, like a black cloth, blocking the light and making people feel depressed.

Recently, Mu Yao's illness has become more and more serious, and in the huge courtyard, except for the sound of the cold wind whistling, only the sound of the woman's constant coughing remains.

"Princess, how are you? Why don't you go and ask the doctor to come over?" the little maid looked nervously at Mu Yao, who was covering her mouth and coughing.

The violent cough plated the pale little face with a layer of redness, and silently glanced at the Juanpa in his hand, the blood that penetrated was so dazzling.

The little maid poked her head out to see clearly, but Mu Yao put away the piece of Juanpa in time.

"No, the princess knows her illness. Mu Yao said with a cold expression.

What is in her is not a simple poison, but a broken soul. Now it seems that she has few days to live, but I don't know where Qiqi is now?

Thinking of Shen Qingyu, Mu Yao's cloudy eyes instantly dimmed.

At the beginning, she listened to Linglong's words and harmed Qiqi.

"Is the prince back?" she asked with a sigh.

As the words fell, the door was rudely kicked open with a thud.

Mu Yao frowned slightly, stared at it, and saw a drunken Song Zhiyuan walking in with a beautiful woman in his arms.

"Xiao Rong, don't help the prince down to rest. Mu Yao glanced at the little maid behind her, and her face sank.

I don't know what happened in the past few days, Song Zhiyuan's return to the house is getting later and later, and every time he comes back, he is full of alcohol, she didn't care before, after all, the emperor has been seriously ill recently, and Song Haotian's party is all ready to move, and when he is upset, it is understandable to drink some wine.

But this time, not only did he drink, but he also brought a woman back?

What is this?

"Fuck off. Song Zhiyuan pushed away Xiao Rong, who was trying to get close.

Xiao Rong took a few steps back in shock, looked at Mu Yao, and then looked at Song Zhiyuan, who was angry, and didn't know what to do for a while?

Forcibly suppressing the surging cyclone in his heart, Mu Yao said patiently: "Lord Wang, it's late at night, it's time to rest, Xiaorong will send off guests." ”

Xiao Rong glanced at Song Zhiyuan tremblingly, and said to the woman who was held in the arms of her own prince: "This young lady, please." ”

Song Zhiyuan hugged the woman's waist tightly, glanced at Xiao Rong with an unkind look, and finally settled on Mu Yao: "Who dares?"

Mu Yao suddenly felt a little upsurge in qi and blood: "Is the prince going to leave this girl to rest in the mansion?"

Song Zhiyuan frowned slightly, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied: "This king came tonight to inform the princess, and this king wants to accept Hongying as a concubine." ”

The woman who was called Hongying looked at Mu Yao with a provocative smile and said, "Hongying has seen the princess's sister. ”

Is this a house?

Okay, really great?

Men are really virtuous, and the affection they once had was ridiculous.

She looked at Song Zhiyuan with a mocking smile: "Really?"

Song Zhiyuan said impatiently: "Naturally, this king never breaks his word. ”

Mu Yao smiled suddenly, but didn't say anything, but got up and walked outside the house.

Song Zhiyuan stood stunned with the woman in his arms in his arms, and it was not until the person was far away that he let go of the woman in his arms.

Thinking of her expression, his heart was like a thousand cuts.

"Lord Wang, what's wrong with you?" Hongying gestured to help Song Zhiyuan, who was stumbling.

Before he touched his sleeve, he brushed it away: "Get out." ”

This roar blinded the red tassels.

Why is the prince's attitude so different from Fang Cai?

Song Zhiyuan was unstable and fell straight to the ground, Hongying's heart tightened, and he was about to brush, but he saw Song Zhiyuan, who had fallen to the ground, turned over and lay flat on the ground.

His eyes were extremely hollow and he looked straight ahead, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

What is he going to give her now? He's just going to hurt her.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but at this moment, Song Zhiyuan is crying and laughing with tears in his eyes, as if he is crazy.