The white-haired mother-in-law took advantage of her unpreparedness, raised her foot and kicked it violently, and the watermelon that had been gnawed by Meng Qiao and fell to the ground suddenly slipped to Wei Yun's feet

"Ahh

Wei Yun turned around and left, without saying a word of goodbye to the white-haired mother-in-law at all.

Meng Qiao replied casually, hiding in the quilt and was about to be covered to death, but fortunately she was leaving.

"yes, I see."

When it came to Ouyang Rong, Wei Yun was very excited, the night three years ago was vivid, Wei Yun closed his eyes, and he didn't dare to recall it anymore.

"Brother Meng said that wherever he went, Ouyang Rong was too hateful, that person hid a knife in his smile, it was better for you to stay away from him, in case he calculated one day, he didn't know, and he would regret it when the time came."

Junyi's face was extremely entangled, and Meng Qiao slapped his thigh through the quilt, which frightened Wei Yun into a cold sweat, and immediately grabbed her hand.

"Okay, be careful on the road! It's useless to blame me, otherwise I will definitely send you back to the palace, you are so beautiful as a flower, how can I rest assured? ”

Wei Yun pursed her lips, thoughtfully poured a cup of tea and placed it on the table next to her bed, thoughtful like a wife.

"Brother Meng, then you take good care of your injuries, I'll go back first, and I'll come to see you tomorrow."

Wei Yun hooked the corners of her lips and smiled, and secretly glared at her white-haired mother-in-law, not allowing her to get close to her son, she just wanted to show her coquettishly!

Meng Qiao suddenly grabbed her wrist, and the sweaty touch made Wei Yun stunned, and a small fire ignited in his heart.

"Don't don't, don't be embarrassed."

The woman glanced back at Meng Qiao, but as if she wasn't angry at all, she turned around and was about to lift her quilt.

"Brother Meng, let me look at your feet."

When the words fell, Wei Yun's face became more and more ugly for a while.

"Son, men and women don't kiss, even if the princess doesn't understand, you should pay more attention, if a girl comes to the door with a big belly one day, can your daughter-in-law beat others?"

The white-haired mother-in-law took two steps forward, stopped, looked down, and looked at the woman dressed in flowers not far away.

A wave of anger followed, and after seeing Meng Qiao's handsome face, he forcibly suppressed it again.

Wei Yun heard someone coming in, and when he looked back, he was startled!

"Old lady."

The white-haired mother-in-law rushed to the house with an arrow, not knowing that Meng Qiao said some sweet words, and Wei Yun couldn't stop laughing.

The door is open, and everything outside can be heard inside, and she doesn't want to make extraneous branches, so Pan Xiaomei is extra cautious.

"The princess is coming to the house, and I'll make tea for the princess."

"What are you going for?"

Hearing the silver bell-like laughter in the room, the white-haired mother-in-law frowned, and seemed not very happy.

Pan Xiaomei was in a hurry, and as soon as she went out, she almost bumped into the arms of her white-haired mother-in-law.

"Mother-in-law!"

Pan Xiaomei leaned against the door panel and answered quietly, clutching the handkerchief in her hand, and her palms were sweaty.

"Huh!"

"Little sister, go and pour tea for the princess!"

Hearing this, it didn't look like he was here to debunk her, and Meng Qiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Qiao supported his head with his arms, covered his body with a quilt, and was half-lying on the bed.

Wei Yun pursed his lips and smiled, "Brother Meng, what did we say last time, it's good for you to call me Yun'er like Brother Huang." ”

The deep and sexy voice entered the ears, and the anger and low mood dissipated in an instant.

"Princess, why are you here?"

Wei Yun snorted disdainfully, rubbed Pan Xiaomei's shoulder and walked into the room.

It's really not worthy of Brother Meng!

Hum!

On the day of marriage, he was covered with a red hijab and couldn't see anything, and finally saw his ugly wife, and it was really the same as in the legend!

Pan Xiaomei's cheeks were red, and she stammered in one mouth.

The heart is pounding fast!

"Princess, you are here."

Pan Xiaomei nodded, moved her already soft legs to the door, and opened it tremblingly.

The words outside were heard clearly in the room, and the big watery eyes flickered a few times, signaling Pan Xiaomei to go and open the door.

The housekeeper was frightened, and after speaking, he raised his hand to wipe his sweat.

"If you go back to the princess, our family is indeed in the house."

Wei Yun was about to push open the door and break in, but he held back and turned to look at the butler of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The knot in his heart was not unraveled, Wei Yun was a little upset, he just had a man he liked, is this Ouyang Rong going to make trouble again?

"Didn't you say that your master was in the house?"

Pan Xiaomei's legs were a little weak, she glanced back at Meng Qiao on the bed, and was a little afraid to open the door.

Her palace maid stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door twice, and the butler of the Prime Minister's Mansion stood behind them with a sad face, although the princess and the Prime Minister had a marriage contract, but after all, this marriage did not come to fruition, and it seemed not too reserved to knock on a man's door like this.

Wei Yun's voice was extremely soft, I don't know if he was shy or sunburned, he turned red.

"Brother Meng, Brother Meng, are you in there?"

Meng Qiao ran to the bed barefoot, lay straight on it, pulled the quilt inside and covered his body, and the sweat on his face came down.

"It's okay, I'll lie under the covers."

Usually the waist is so strong, it is a scene of hard clothes to prop it up, how can this willow thin waist that is not a handful of Ying Ying can wear it!

The wide clothes were empty over the body, and they looked very strange.

"Won't that be seen?"

With a soft finger, Pan Xiaomei hurriedly brought the clothes to her.

Meng Qiao's eyebrows were furrowed, and it was too late to take off the cool and sexy sundress on his body, and it was really troublesome to wear the clothes one by one, and he was covered in sweat after wearing only one.

"Forget it, just put that robe on the outside."

Pan Xiaomei held her breath and didn't dare to say a word, for fear that Sister Meng would expose her daughter as soon as she said three words.

The white-haired mother-in-law took advantage of her unpreparedness, raised her foot and kicked it violently, and the watermelon that had been gnawed by Meng Qiao and fell to the ground suddenly slipped to Wei Yun's feet

"Ahh

Wei Yun turned around and left, without saying a word of goodbye to the white-haired mother-in-law at all.

Meng Qiao replied casually, hiding in the quilt and was about to be covered to death, but fortunately she was leaving.

"yes, I see."

When it came to Ouyang Rong, Wei Yun was very excited, the night three years ago was vivid, Wei Yun closed his eyes, and he didn't dare to recall it anymore.

"Brother Meng said that wherever he went, Ouyang Rong was too hateful, that person hid a knife in his smile, it was better for you to stay away from him, in case he calculated one day, he didn't know, and he would regret it when the time came."

Junyi's face was extremely entangled, and Meng Qiao slapped his thigh through the quilt, which frightened Wei Yun into a cold sweat, and immediately grabbed her hand.

"Okay, be careful on the road! It's useless to blame me, otherwise I will definitely send you back to the palace, you are so beautiful as a flower, how can I rest assured? ”

Wei Yun pursed her lips, thoughtfully poured a cup of tea and placed it on the table next to her bed, thoughtful like a wife.

"Brother Meng, then you take good care of your injuries, I'll go back first, and I'll come to see you tomorrow."

Wei Yun hooked the corners of her lips and smiled, and secretly glared at her white-haired mother-in-law, not allowing her to get close to her son, she just wanted to show her coquettishly!

Meng Qiao suddenly grabbed her wrist, and the sweaty touch made Wei Yun stunned, and a small fire ignited in his heart.

"Don't don't, don't be embarrassed."

The woman glanced back at Meng Qiao, but as if she wasn't angry at all, she turned around and was about to lift her quilt.

"Brother Meng, let me look at your feet."

When the words fell, Wei Yun's face became more and more ugly for a while.

"Son, men and women don't kiss, even if the princess doesn't understand, you should pay more attention, if a girl comes to the door with a big belly one day, can your daughter-in-law beat others?"

The white-haired mother-in-law took two steps forward, stopped, looked down, and looked at the woman dressed in flowers not far away.

A wave of anger followed, and after seeing Meng Qiao's handsome face, he forcibly suppressed it again.

Wei Yun heard someone coming in, and when he looked back, he was startled!

"Old lady."

The white-haired mother-in-law rushed to the house with an arrow, not knowing that Meng Qiao said some sweet words, and Wei Yun couldn't stop laughing.

The door is open, and everything outside can be heard inside, and she doesn't want to make extraneous branches, so Pan Xiaomei is extra cautious.

"The princess is coming to the house, and I'll make tea for the princess."

"What are you going for?"

Hearing the silver bell-like laughter in the room, the white-haired mother-in-law frowned, and seemed not very happy.

Pan Xiaomei was in a hurry, and as soon as she went out, she almost bumped into the arms of her white-haired mother-in-law.

"Mother-in-law!"

Pan Xiaomei leaned against the door panel and answered quietly, clutching the handkerchief in her hand, and her palms were sweaty.

"Huh!"

"Little sister, go and pour tea for the princess!"

Hearing this, it didn't look like he was here to debunk her, and Meng Qiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Qiao supported his head with his arms, covered his body with a quilt, and was half-lying on the bed.

Wei Yun pursed his lips and smiled, "Brother Meng, what did we say last time, it's good for you to call me Yun'er like Brother Huang." ”

The deep and sexy voice entered the ears, and the anger and low mood dissipated in an instant.

"Princess, why are you here?"

Wei Yun snorted disdainfully, rubbed Pan Xiaomei's shoulder and walked into the room.

It's really not worthy of Brother Meng!

Hum!

On the day of marriage, he was covered with a red hijab and couldn't see anything, and finally saw his ugly wife, and it was really the same as in the legend!

Pan Xiaomei's cheeks were red, and she stammered in one mouth.

The heart is pounding fast!

"Princess, you are here."

Pan Xiaomei nodded, moved her already soft legs to the door, and opened it tremblingly.

The words outside were heard clearly in the room, and the big watery eyes flickered a few times, signaling Pan Xiaomei to go and open the door.

The housekeeper was frightened, and after speaking, he raised his hand to wipe his sweat.

"If you go back to the princess, our family is indeed in the house."

Wei Yun was about to push open the door and break in, but he held back and turned to look at the butler of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The knot in his heart was not unraveled, Wei Yun was a little upset, he just had a man he liked, is this Ouyang Rong going to make trouble again?

"Didn't you say that your master was in the house?"

Pan Xiaomei's legs were a little weak, she glanced back at Meng Qiao on the bed, and was a little afraid to open the door.

Her palace maid stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door twice, and the butler of the Prime Minister's Mansion stood behind them with a sad face, although the princess and the Prime Minister had a marriage contract, but after all, this marriage did not come to fruition, and it seemed not too reserved to knock on a man's door like this.

Wei Yun's voice was extremely soft, I don't know if he was shy or sunburned, he turned red.

"Brother Meng, Brother Meng, are you in there?"

Meng Qiao ran to the bed barefoot, lay straight on it, pulled the quilt inside and covered his body, and the sweat on his face came down.

"It's okay, I'll lie under the covers."

Usually the waist is so strong, it is a scene of hard clothes to prop it up, how can this willow thin waist that is not a handful of Ying Ying can wear it!

The wide clothes were empty over the body, and they looked very strange.

"Won't that be seen?"

With a soft finger, Pan Xiaomei hurriedly brought the clothes to her.

Meng Qiao's eyebrows were furrowed, and it was too late to take off the cool and sexy sundress on his body, and it was really troublesome to wear the clothes one by one, and he was covered in sweat after wearing only one.

"Forget it, just put that robe on the outside."

Pan Xiaomei held her breath and didn't dare to say a word, for fear that Sister Meng would expose her daughter as soon as she said three words.