"Lord Wang, you listen to the concubine's explanation. Luo Yanhua looked at Song Zhiyuan, who was sitting in the first place, and saw that his face was gloomy and scary, as if he would freeze at any time.

"Luo Yan, is this king too used to you?"

Now Luo Yan can be said to have no regrets, she just wants to vent her evil anger to her brother, but she doesn't want to bump into Song Zhiyuan, and now her image of a gentle and virtuous lady in his heart can be said to have collapsed overnight.

Luo Yan slammed her knees on the ground, and her whole person slumped: "Lord, concubine...... The concubine is just ......"

"Enough. Song Zhiyuan snorted.

If it weren't for today, I'm afraid he would have always thought that this Luo Yan was a kind and virtuous woman, but he didn't know that her mind was so sinister.

Fortunately, he found out in time, and fortunately, Miss Nianchu pretended to be dizzy, otherwise this matter reached the ears of Jingchen's kid, and I am afraid the consequences would be unimaginable.

Hiding his thoughts, Song Zhiyuan looked at Shen Qingyu, who was sitting at the bottom: "Miss Nianchu is okay, right?"

The woman took a sip of tea casually, and didn't care about Luo Yan's eyes that wanted to tear her apart: "It's nothing, it's just that I was invited by the princess to come, but now this happened, I don't know what kind of explanation the princess wants to give Nian Chu?"

Confess? What else does this damn slut want to explain? Hengyang is still beaten by her and lies on the bed and can't turn over!

Suppressing the anger surging in her heart, Luo Yan took a deep breath and asked, "What kind of explanation does Miss Nianchu want?"

The woman pondered for a moment, and said as if she had calculated that I had suffered a loss:

"It's better for the princess to pour tea, admit her mistake, and forget the matter. ”

Pour tea and admit her mistakes? Where will this slut let her face go in the future?

Luo Yan's back stiffened, pinched the hands hanging on both sides, and looked at Song Zhiyuan with a pale face.

Song Zhiyuan glanced at her and said with an expression on his face: "Just what Miss Mo said." ”

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On the winding bluestone road, a woman in a gorgeous costume walked leisurely, and the slightly raised corners of her mouth showed that the woman's mood was very good.

Lu'er followed behind the woman with a food cup.

Seeing the visitor, the guard guarding outside the study lowered his head and called respectfully: Concubine Niangniang.

Mo Qingying hummed lightly, her little white hand brushed her sideburns that were messy by the wind, the corners of her mouth hooked slightly, and she called softly: "Your Highness." ”

Hearing the movement outside the house, Song Haotian dropped the scroll in his hand, pinched his sour eyebrows, and said expressionlessly: "Come in!"

As the words fell, only to hear a creak, a thin shadow walked in.

The woman who bumped into her eyes was dressed in a rose-red gilt dress, and her palm-sized face was decorated with fat powder, which made her look more and more glamorous and moving, her eyes were like a silk smile, and her thin lips were as red as cherries, which made people want to take a bite.

In the past, Mo Qingying was low-key and elegant, but now Mo Qingying makes people feel unprecedented and amazing.

"What's wrong?" the man's burning eyes stuck to the woman's body like lava.

A touch of pride flashed under her drooping eyes, and the woman turned around with a smile and took the food cup in Lu'er's hand.

"The concubine has just boiled some ginseng soup, thinking about sending it over to make up for His Royal Highness. ”

"This soup, that beauty supplement?" Seeing the woman walk to the table, the man's long arm hooked the woman's thin waist.

The woman fell into the man's arms unexpectedly.

"Your Highness. Mo Qingying tilted her head, a pair of small white hands gently pressed against the man's solid chest, and her little face flushed and glanced at Lu'er where the dry pestle was.

Lu'er's heart tightened, and she quickly turned around and retreated.

"Why? I don't want to!" the man's heavy breath sprayed on the woman's neck, and his large hand rested on the woman's bud through the thin garment.

"Your Highness, the concubine is still pregnant with a child!" the woman snorted with a delicate face.

Hearing this, the frenzy in Song Haotian's eyes gradually receded, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I forgot about this hall." ”

"Your Highness. The woman twisted her waist and wrapped her small, boneless hands around the man's neck.

"How?" The man pecked the woman's small mouth.

"The concubine wants to eat a fragrant crispy, His Royal Highness will accompany the concubine, okay?" The woman's delicate voice was extremely charming.

Song Haotian's heart fluttered, and his entangled eyes fell on the woman: "Okay." ”

At that time, a pint of incense, in the No. 2 room of Tianzi.

The long-awaited Mo Qingning did not wait for Song Haotian, but waited for Xiao Chengfan.

"Why did Second Young Master Xiao come here?" Mo Qingning, who opened the door, looked stunned.

Xiao Chengfan frowned: "Didn't Ning'er let me come?"

What? She asked him to come? As if thinking of something, Mo Qingning glanced around, and then pulled Xiao Chengfan into the house.

Seeing Mo Qingning's attitude, Xiao Chengfan was not stupid, and immediately realized that there was fraud in this.

"What's going on?"

What does she know is going on? Who is doing this?

Mo Qingning pursed her lips tightly and pondered for a moment, but shook her head.

Xiao Chengfan's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly took out a note from his sleeve: "Isn't this Ning Er asking me to hand it over?"

Mo Qingning's back stiffened, he unfolded the note, his eyes swept slightly, and he was immediately shocked.

The note she handed to the prince's mansion actually fell into the hands of Xiao Chengfan, and the content was changed without authorization............

Now, can she tell that this note is fake, and that she handed it to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?

Although Xiao Chengfan's identity is not as prominent as Song Haotian, he is also backed by the Guogong Mansion.

Quickly withdrawing the surprise below, the woman raised her blushing little face slightly, moved her lips, and said in a gentle voice: "It was given to Xiao Ergongzi by Ning'er. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Chengfan grabbed the woman's Rouyi with joy, and it was difficult to hide the excitement on his face.

The two of them, each with their own thoughts, did not notice that in an inconspicuous corner, a small bamboo tube pierced through the clear paper and came in, and a puff of white smoke drifted out..................

A carved carriage stopped at the entrance of Ichipinka.

Richly dressed men and bright and beautiful women stepped out of the carriage one after the other.

"Be careful. The man who got out of the car first took the woman's warm little hand.

The woman smiled gently, and immediately got out of the carriage with the man's hand.

The shopkeeper of Yipinxiang saw the person who came and hurriedly greeted him.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the side concubine. ”

Song Haotian replied expressionlessly, and when his eyes swept towards the noisy front hall, he couldn't help but feel a little colder.

The shopkeeper is also a good person, and he immediately led people all the way to the private room on the third floor.

Compared with the noise on the first floor, the corridor on the third floor is clean.

It's just puzzling that there are two sneaky people standing outside the door of room No. 2 that day, and the two of them seem to be peeking at something, and their faces are stuck to the window.

The two muttered unawarely.

"Isn't that the second son of the Xiao Mansion?"

"But no, who is the young lady who is upside down with Xiao Ergongzi! That posture is really ...... Tsk......"

"It looks like the eldest lady of Mofu. ”

This voice is not big, it is not small, but it is enough for Song Haotian and Mo Qingying, who are not far away, to hear it clearly.

Mo Qingying's afterglow swept darkly, and she saw that the man next to her had changed his complexion slightly.

He sneered in his heart, but he frowned and said, "Are they talking about Sister Ning'er?"

Song Haotian's eyes dimmed slightly, and he walked over without saying a word.

The person who peeked at the corner of the wall only felt a shadow cast on his head, and his body was even colder, and when he looked back, he was obviously frightened.

Song Haotian half-squinted his eyes and said coldly: "Get out." ”

The two men looked at each other, and then ran away as if they had greased the soles of their feet.

Through the tiny gap, I looked at it, and saw that on the other side of the bed, the woman with a red fruit was flushed and clinging to the man's shoulder, shaking her shoulder with every sprint of the man.

The gurgling water is like spring rain surging, making people yu-can't stop........................

"It's really Sister Ning'er and Second Prince Xiao, what's the ...... How could this be?" Mo Qingying's little face covered her mouth with a pale face, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Song Haotian had a gloomy face, and immediately brushed his sleeves away......

Looking at the man's back as he walked away, the woman teased the corners of her mouth and let out a touch of mockery......

Mo Qingning, soon, you will become the slut you yourself look down on the most............

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