Wei Ling caught up with the two of them, looking apologetic.

"Brother Wei, why are you worried?"

In the past, he was happy after leaving the palace, even if he had troubles, Brother Meng, who saw him, disappeared, thinking of this, Ouyang Rong frowned.

"The carriage that was startled just now is mine."

"Huh?" His eyes suddenly widened, and Meng Qiao couldn't help but scream.

"Fortunately, Ouyang saved the child, otherwise." Wei Ling shook his head with a sad face and swallowed the next words.

"It's all gone, it's all safe and sound."

Ouyang Rong's eyes drooped and he said in a deep voice.

"The person we caught last time has confessed, but some of the women are still missing."

Wei Ling nodded, and when he said that he was safe and sound, he suddenly remembered this matter.

Meng Qiao bit his lip and secretly aimed at the man standing beside him.

"Brother Rong." Meng Qiao moved to him and let out a low cry.

"I'm still investigating this, and since those girls can go home safely, then the girls whose whereabouts are unknown will definitely not be in danger of their lives."

The man acted as if he hadn't heard anything, and Meng Qiao was very surprised, but he didn't pester him to continue to ask.

"Okay, I still have something to do, so I'll go back first, and we'll see you in three days."

Wei Ling's heart finally fell, Ouyang Rong nodded, he found that Wei Ling always liked to stare at Meng Qiao when he spoke, obsessively pestering, and was extremely fascinated.

"Lord Wang, why did Brother Wei say see you in three days?"

After Wei Ling left, the two also walked towards the palace.

Meng Qiao raised her hand to wipe her sweat, the man next to her had very long legs, and she almost had to trot to keep up.

Meng Qiao gasped and almost hit his back!

The ruddy little mouth opened slightly, like a fish in great lack of water, and the white and tender little face was sweaty, like a fresh fruit hanging with dew.

Ouyang Rong felt that he was crazy, and when he saw her appearance, he couldn't help but think of the scenes in his dream.

The man stood still, his face turned away, and the blood was flowing backwards.

"Three days from now will be his birthday."

After Ouyang Rong said this, he took a big stride and left, and Meng Qiao puffed out his cheeks and followed closely.

This person is really getting more and more inexplicable!

Ouyang Rong went to the study after returning to the palace, I don't know why I was in a bad mood, she didn't want to hit the muzzle of the gun just after being brought back.

In the study, the tall figure stood in front of the table, the slender and well-proportioned fingers held the brush, the man's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he waved the pen and fell.

The snow-white lifeless paper has life in an instant, and the stroke is wonderful, looking at its strength without losing, and the posture is not boasting, like flowing water and clouds!

"Brother Rong, Brother Rong." The delicate and charming voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and the man almost fell, shook his head in confusion, threw away the brush in his hand irritably, turned the ink into a ball, and strode out of the room.

Sixi just walked outside the door, but before the salute could be seen, he was gone.

"Stop, the prince's study is not allowed to enter casually."

Sixi had a rag in his hand, and as soon as he approached, he was stopped by the guards stationed outside the door.

A sweet smile appeared on Mingmei's face, "Two big brothers, you must know Meng Qiao, my eldest brother Meng is not feeling well, so I came to work for him, just sweeping the floor and wiping the table." ”

The two guards glanced at each other, there was only such a woman in the house, of course they recognized it.

"Let's go inside."

"Thank you, big brothers." Sixi grinned and thanked him repeatedly.

The more Meng Qiao thought about it after he went back, the more wrong he became, he was angry because she secretly escaped from the house, and now it was not a sheep in the mouth.

Sixi saw that he was frowning, so he took the initiative to ask for help.

The study room is spacious and clean, richly decorated, and the paper balls on the floor are very abrupt!

Sixi squatted down curiously to pick it up, slowly unfolded it and smoothed it out, and suddenly widened his eyes when he saw the words on it clearly.

"Brother Meng, Brother Meng!"

The panicked voice sounded in his ears, and Meng Qiao got up from the bed with a grunt, getting up too violently, and his head was a little dizzy.

"Sixi, is the prince making things difficult for you?"

"No, the prince happened to go out of the study when I went. Brother Meng, you see I picked this up on the floor of the study. ”

Sixi God mysteriously took out the ball of paper he picked up from his sleeve, Meng Qiao's eyebrows frowned, and he unfolded curiously.

"Meng!"

"Brother Meng, what do you mean by writing this word, is it a person's surname?" Sixi tilted his head to look at her.

"Perhaps."

"I know!" Sixi suddenly jumped up excitedly.

Meng Qiao chuckled in her heart, could she have suspected the matter of the prince's broken sleeves again?

"The prince must be missing Miss Meng, our prince is good-looking, good at martial arts, and writes so well, it's really rare, standing with Miss Meng is a golden boy and jade girl, it's really a good match!"

Sixi hasn't spoken yet, and suddenly got a blow on his head!

"It hurts, Brother Meng."

"Let's not talk about other people's private affairs, little girl, have you taken a fancy to the prince?"

The slender white fingertips suddenly hooked Sixi's chin, and the gentleman brother teased the little girl of the good family.

The two were too close to each other, and Sixi's cheeks instantly turned red like a ripe apple.

"Brother Meng, you are so annoying." Sixi stuffed the paper ball into her hand and ran away with a red face.

She already has someone she likes, how can she see one and love the other?

"This Meng character refers to you." Suddenly there was a deep voice outside the door, and Meng Qiao was full of cleverness.

"Brother Pan, when did you come?"

Meng Qiao grabbed the paper ball and greeted it, and found that Pan Sheng's face was not very good-looking.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hear that."

"How can it be me, the prince is annoyed with me, and you forgot, I'm a man!"

The little face of the white and tender water spirit was full of entanglement, and Meng Qiao clutched the paper ball tightly, eager to eat some sauce.

"The prince is a high-ranking and powerful person, young and ambitious, and he is not a simple person. You've been around him for so long, how can he not even be able to see men and women. ”

When Pan Sheng's words fell, Meng Qiao's mind boomed, and it was blank!

"The prince did suspect it, and I told him that I learned to sing when I was a child, so I was very similar to pretending to be a woman. Even if he knows that I am a woman, what does he like about me, what he likes is Miss Meng, Brother Pan thinks too much. ”

"Perhaps." Pan Sheng put the pastry he was holding on the table and walked out lonely.

The ink was already uncomfortable when it dried on his head, and it was even more uncomfortable when he was upset, Meng Qiao scratched his head, feeling that he should secretly send this paper ball back, as if he hadn't seen anything.

Thinking of this, Meng Qiao hid the paper ball and ran towards his study.