There were a lot of people in the fish pond, and it was still early, but it was already full.

Wei Ling waited for more than half a day without seeing a figure, his sword frowned, and he left the place with a fan.

This Meng Lingxian has excellent martial arts and medical skills, and he is so clever, like a living immortal, he must have expected him to come.

Wei Ling suddenly realized and hurried back to the palace.

"Sister Meng, Sister Meng, it seems that someone is coming!"

Pan Xiaomei was embroidering in the yard, and suddenly there was a sound of moving things and messy footsteps outside, which sounded like there were a lot of people.

Meng Qiao slowly walked out of the room, and smiled at the corner of his lips.

"Bell, bell!"

There was a sudden knock on the door of the house, and Pan Xiaomei was so frightened that she got up from the stone bench and stood behind Meng Qiao uneasily.

That night left her with a heart problem, and now she is afraid of sounds, afraid of many people, as long as there are many people, she will remember the way the group of men chased them frantically that night.

It's been three years, and I've been able to sleep peacefully lately, and I used to close my eyes in a terrible dream, and the man's hateful face.

Fortunately, Sister Meng knows how to heal, and often gets some calming medicine for her to take, which slowly improves.

"Is Meng Gongzi here?" One person knocked on the door first, and some trembled.

It was fate

！

It turned out that Long Live Lord had already known that Meng Lingxian!

Wei Ling reflected for a while, and always felt that it was too reckless and not sincere enough to come out this morning, so he brought out all the ministers who knew about it that day, and came to invite people with eight sedan chairs and countless gold and silver.

"Brother Meng, it's me!"

Wei Ling stepped forward and shouted loudly, his heart was extremely excited!

I stayed up all night last night, but now I am not sleepy at all, but more energetic than ever.

"Sister Meng, someone is looking for you, I'll open the door?"

Pan Xiaomei panted heavily, and it took a long time to get used to it.

Meng Qiao sat at the stone table and poured himself a drink, leisurely drinking tea, his thick long eyelashes trembling slightly, looking very enjoyable.

"If they want to wait, let them wait." Meng Qiao shook his head.

Pan Xiaomei pursed her lips, her fingers twisted the hem of her clothes and didn't say anything, Sister Meng must have her own plans, just do what she says!

Pan Xiaomei sat on the stone bench and patiently continued to embroider.

Outside the gate, Wei Ling's group of people were very eye-catching, and the people who came and went all looked this way, but after waiting for a long time, no one came out, and no one answered at all.

"Your Majesty, this Meng Gongzi is not here, why don't you go back and rest first? Weichen is waiting here, and he will definitely tell the emperor if he has news. ”

When I went out to sit in a sedan chair, which one stood for so long, and the group stood until noon, their legs and stomachs were sore, and the sun above their heads was too big, and they were about to roast people out.

How could the emperor's golden body suffer like this?

"No, I must wait for him to open the door today."

The sword eyebrows were furrowed, and the handsome face was extremely serious.

As soon as Wei Ling's words fell, how could anyone dare to say that they wanted to leave, and they all waited honestly.

It was getting late, and the group didn't eat at noon, so they waited until the afternoon.

Although Wei Ling was not as physically strong as Ouyang Rong, he began to learn kung fu at a young age, and he was always much stronger than those Wenchen.

"Plop!" There was a sudden sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind him, Wei Ling looked back, and Deng Chengxiang, who was standing behind him, fainted from exhaustion.

"Quick! Send him back! ”

"Long live the lord hasn't left yet, how can the old minister leave, the old minister will not leave the emperor until the day he returns to his hometown."

A group of people helped Deng Chengxiang up, he was old and gray-haired, Wei Ling suddenly couldn't bear it, this time he was willful.

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

The door to the house creaked and suddenly opened from the inside.

A woman in a blue dress took a step slowly, looking at them with vigilance.

This woman has a dark complexion, a mediocre appearance, not outstanding and inconspicuous, but a kind face.

"You, you are?"

Seeing that the door opened, Wei Ling's eyes lit up, and he immediately leaned up to ask

。

"Are you looking for my husband?"

Pan Xiaomei looked at this group of people, each dressed in fine clothes, with some boxes piled up not far away, and a gorgeous sedan chair, which didn't look like a bad thing.

"Yes! I'm looking for Meng Lingxian Meng Gongzi. ”

Wei Ling nodded repeatedly, and an excited look appeared on his handsome face.

"Okay, then come in."

Pan Xiaomei dodged away and gave way to them.

Although the house is not very large, it is very elegant.

Wei Ling didn't have time to take a closer look, and entered the mansion excitedly.

There are countless exotic flowers and plants in the courtyard, but they all seem to have just been planted, and it seems that he has not been in the capital for a long time.

"Husband, husband! Someone's coming for you. ”

Pan Xiaomei picked up the child from under the stone table and strode towards Meng Qiao's bedroom.

"Brother Meng, what is he busy with?"

Wei Ling followed closely behind her, and the group of ministers followed, each very excited.

The true dragon son is the true dragon emperor, and you can find talents in your dreams!

"My husband is sleeping, please sit down first, and I'll go and wake him up."

Pan Xiaomei held the child and secretly looked at him, this person was handsome and extraordinary, he was honest when he looked at it, I don't know why Sister Meng tossed him so much.

"No, let him rest well, I'll just wait here."

"Hmm."

Pan Xiaomei answered, and after sending the child back to the room, she made a pot of tea.

I've been waiting all morning, not missing this hour and a half.

But soon, Wei Ling realized that he was wrong.

It was getting dark, and the mosquitoes in the courtyard were buzzing everywhere with red eyes, and so many men with strong physiques had finally improved their food.

The white-haired mother-in-law gently pushed open the door, and looked at the talented man outside through the crack in the door, her hands holding the door panel kept trembling, and her eye sockets were filled with warm liquid, rolling down the smooth skin that did not look old!

"Husband, you finally woke up, this sleep is really long."

Facing so many men in the courtyard, Pan Xiaomei was very nervous, and the door of the bedroom finally opened slowly from the inside, and the woman's eyes lit up.

Meng Qiao pushed open the door but didn't take a step, Wei Ling hurriedly greeted him with someone.

"Brother Meng, it's fate! You are my lucky star, you are the lucky star of Great Wei! ”

Wei Ling was so excited, he didn't know where to start, he was so clever, he must be able to understand, right?

"The emperor is serious

。 ”

Meng Qiao held a folding fan in his hand, and his cheeks like beautiful jade were radiant, which was in stark contrast to the group of hungry and stupid people in the courtyard.

Dressed in white, suave and graceful, what a beautiful man!

Just when the adults were amazed, they suddenly heard him call out to the emperor!

It was really fate! Turns out he knew!

"You, you already knew?"

Wei Ling's eyes widened in surprise, Meng Qiao didn't say a word, he opened his robe and was about to kneel.

The man was so frightened that he immediately grabbed her arm, "I can't help it!" ”

"I had a dream last night, and I got guidance in the dream, Brother Meng, you are destined to be the one who can protect my Great Wei, come with me!"

"The grass people are talented and incompetent, how can they have the courage to follow the emperor."

Meng Qiao pursed his lips, the beautiful outline is like a knife, which is unforgettable, this going out will definitely kill a bunch of girls, not to mention girls, they men are willing to take a few more looks, how can people's fathers and mothers be so handsome!

"Brother Meng, don't be modest, now Song Guo is eyeing you, I need you!"

The big watery eyes flickered twice, Meng Qiao pursed his lips slightly, and nodded gently.

"Lord Deng, you are old and weak, and you want to return to your hometown!"

At noon, Prime Minister Deng Cheng said that he would not leave anything, and waited until now, when the old man heard this, he couldn't hold on any longer, and his body fell into the arms of an adult.

"Oh, Prime Minister Deng!"

Meng Qiao took out the silver needle and stabbed it coldly.

Prime Minister Deng slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was that handsome face.

"Gongzi Meng, you must assist the emperor well in the future."

Prime Minister Deng's voice fell, and Meng Qiao nodded.

"Master Deng, there's nothing big about your body, it's just overwork."

Meng Qiao turned around and entered the house, and after a short time, he took out a porcelain bottle, poured one out of it and handed it to Prime Minister Deng Cheng.

Prime Minister Deng Cheng took it tremblingly, and his stomach complexion was really much better under a pill, and the other people present were amazed!

"What are you doing in a daze, come and see Prime Minister Meng Cheng!"

Wei Lingle couldn't close his mouth, turned around and pointed at the ministers he brought with his folding fan.

"Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor, Weichen to the emperor, to Prime Minister Meng Cheng!"

knelt on the ground in the courtyard, Pan Xiaomei stood aside and was dumbfounded, Sister Meng became the prime minister!

The word prime minister is too far away from her, she has only heard it in the play before, but now she has become the prime minister's wife.

Wei Ling tossed for a day, seeing that it was already the middle of the night, and the matter was a foregone conclusion, his heart was steady, and he returned to the palace with a group of people

。

In order to celebrate, Pan Xiaomei made a big table of dishes, and her mouth was full of bean buns, and she shouted to eat.

"Mother-in-law, what do you think I should do?"

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and it was okay to cope with it for a while, and as soon as they left her front foot, she changed her clothes on the back foot and put on a cool gauze skirt.

Meng Qiao sandwiched a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for her, her big watery eyes flickered twice, and she looked like a child who hadn't grown up.

The white-haired mother-in-law took a bite of the ribs she had brought over and sneered.

Meng Qiao was stunned for a moment, and found that she hadn't smiled so happily for a long time.

That face is bright and delicate, obviously like a person in her thirties, but she has white hair, and I don't know what kind of past she has.

"Those old things are all burping hot, and the arrogance of the whole body is gone, this trick is good to use if you want to catch it!"

Meng Qiao bit her lip and pulled the rice against the chop, it was the first time she had heard her praise her like this.

Wei Ling gave a prime minister's mansion, in addition to the gold, silver and jewelry brought that day, he also rewarded a lot of gold, silver, silk and silk and land in front of everyone in the main hall.

"Husband, is this the palace?"

Ouyang Rong went in and out, taking the woman he finally found with him wherever he went.

The woman lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at it, and was really shocked by the majestic and gorgeous palace.

"Yes, after a while, this king will go in the morning court, and he will come out soon, so don't go anywhere."

The curtain was opened by the people outside, Ouyang Rong got out of the carriage neatly, a pure white figure flashed in front of him, and his bright starry eyes suddenly lit up!

The woman's red lips pursed, and she reluctantly got off the carriage and hugged his arm weakly and bonelessly.

"Husband, I'll be good."

A strong smell of fat powder rushed into his nasal cavity, Ouyang Rong's body suddenly stiffened, and when he looked down, the woman painted the little face delicately and dazzlingly, and the thick makeup covered the original innocent appearance.

Ouyang Rong nodded, and strode towards the palace.

"Brother Meng!"

His shoulders suddenly tightened, Meng Qiao turned his head suddenly, and his handsome face instantly enlarged in front of him.

"It turned out to be Lord Rong!"

The watery little mouth opened slightly, slightly revealing the white teeth, for some reason, it felt sultry and tight, which made people's hearts tremble.

"It seems that I will be called Prime Minister Meng in the future."

The man's gaze was glued to her, and he didn't take his eyes off her for a moment.

"Lord Rong is at will."

Meng Qiao pursed his lips and turned away.

In his mind, he remembered the situation when he was holding the little bean bag that night, he shouldn't have suspected anything, shouldn't he think that the child was his?

Meng Qiao shook his head, and suddenly felt that he was thinking too much

。

"It's not early, let's go."

Ouyang Rong nodded, and the two walked side by side.

Earlier, Wei Ling looked down, and saw the suave figure, the corners of his lips hooked a thick smile, and when he looked at it again, he sighed in his heart!

Ouyang Rong hasn't been in court well in the past three years, why is he here today? Don't you want to make things difficult for Prime Minister Meng Cheng? Or do you want to use your previous acquaintance as an excuse to draw him to his side?

"I suddenly received a letter, the emperor of Lu will arrive tomorrow, where is the book of the Ministry of Rites?"

"Wechen is here." The Ministry of Rites Shangshu stood up from among the hundred officials and bowed towards Wei Ling.

"We must hurry up to prepare the banquet, and we can't let the people of Lu think that we are not well entertained."

"Weichen will do his best, please rest assured, Your Majesty!"

"Hmm." Wei Ling replied with satisfaction.

"I always think it's not that simple."

Meng Qiao pursed his lips, and the young voice echoed in the hall, which was very pleasant.

"Meng Xiang, why do you have such an idea?"

"Great Wei and Lu have never had too close contacts, how could they suddenly come?" Meng Qiao spoke his mind.

The deep pool-like eyes narrowed slightly, the long eyelashes trembled slightly, Ouyang Rong turned his head to look at her, and she thought of going with herself again.

Aside from the fact that tomorrow is Wei Ling's birthday, the sudden arrival of Lu Guo is indeed abnormal.

"Meng Xiang may not know that tomorrow is my birthday."

Wei Ling smiled heartily, mentioning that this makes sense, doesn't it?

The big watery eyes flickered twice, and the thick long eyelashes fanned under the mountain, Meng Qiao nodded, not rejecting his meaning.

He had never been here before, and Lu had never been here!

Today's early dynasty didn't say anything else, but just said that Lu was coming.

"Husband, I'm here!"

The woman deliberately shouted in a calm voice, soft.

Meng Qiao walked in front, and Ouyang Rong chased after her for two steps before he could catch up with her, and before he could say a few words, her voice suddenly came from his ears.

"It's so hot, why don't you wait for this king in the carriage?"

The corners of his lips hooked up a smile, and he was extremely charming!

Ouyang Rong threw her down and ran directly to his woman, staring at it with affection, for fear that if he staggered a glance at the person in front of him, he would lose it.

"I miss the prince so much, I want to see you soon."

The woman stretched out her arms and hugged his waist, the smell of fat powder came again, Ouyang Rong's arm was raised, and he was about to peel off, but he held back stiffly.

"This king will take you with him wherever he goes, okay?"

The man's tone was very soft, as if he were coaxing a child

。

Meng Qiao stopped and stood not far away looking at the two people who were tired of being together.

If she didn't leave, the people behind didn't dare to walk in front of her and Ouyang Rong, so they could only wait in the back.

"Prime Minister, you don't know yet, the one in front is Prince Rong's favorite concubine, and the wedding night was lost, Lord Rong has been looking for three years, and he hasn't been to the court for three years, he gives you face very much."

An adult in the ministry saw that Meng Qiao was distracted, and thought she was curious, so he stepped forward and talked patiently, not knowing how to confront her.

The people in the palace passed Wei Ling's dream to the gods, and they all said that Meng Qiao was a fairy grass from the sky, and he came down with the stars, and he was not a mortal at all, and he specially came to assist Great Wei.

Saying this, people's hearts are excited!

Yadi, give face?

Meng Qiao bit his lip, he was in a good mood because he was in a gentle country!

Gentle Township?

At first glance, it's quite awkward, as if it's talking about itself.

Meng Qiao glanced at them and strode towards the outside of the palace.

"Ahh

The two were just about to get into the carriage when the woman was suddenly knocked over.

"I'm really embarrassed, I left in a hurry, I didn't see clearly."

Meng Qiao pursed his lips and reached out to touch her wrist, his eyes becoming deeper and deeper.

Seeing Meng Qiao's son's style, the woman's eyes were full of disgust, and she angrily pulled back her hand.

"Xiao Qiao, this is Prime Minister Meng Cheng."

The woman bowed her head slightly, her eyes lowered.

"Your Excellency." The voice is very soft, and it has learned like an eighth.

"Don't bother you two."

Meng Qiao raised his eyebrows and stepped into his carriage first.

"Husband, why is that person so domineering, I'm so scared."

With the scorching sun on her head, the woman hugged Ouyang Rong's arm again and shook it gently.

"He didn't say it just now, he didn't mean to."

Ouyang Rong stared closely at the direction she was leaving, and raised his hand to peel the woman's hand off his arm, without dragging the mud and water at all.

Seeing his cold appearance, the woman got into the carriage angrily.

Ouyang Rong breathed a long sigh of relief, recalling in his mind the unhappy appearance he had just had, and the corners of his lips hooked up a thick smile.

Meng Qiao sat in the carriage and frowned, his heart was very confused.

That woman is exactly the same as himself, isn't being good to that woman the same as being good to her?

But I don't like his smug look, and I still haven't found out the identity of the woman, and I have to say that her disguise is also outstanding

。

"My lord, it's here."

Meng Qiao thought about it and felt that his head was big, the carriage suddenly stopped, the next person opened the curtain, Meng Qiao looked up and saw that Pan Xiaomei was standing anxiously outside the house.

"Sister Meng, you're finally back!"

There was no one around, Pan Xiaomei pulled Meng Qiao into the house and returned to the room, closing the door tightly.

Now it's different from before, there are too many people in the house, and it's inevitable that you'll be afraid of having ears on the wall when you speak.

"What's going on, you're in such a hurry."

Even if it was hot, he had to endure it, Meng Qiao raised his hand and loosened his collar, breathed a long sigh of relief, and sat down on the chair hotly.

Pan Xiaomei lifted the red cloth on the table, and a large table full of jewelry, agate and jade, as well as some accessories worn by children, were all priceless.

"Today, someone from King Rong's Mansion came, and a lot of things were sent, and there were all kinds of food, these are just the tip of the iceberg on the table, and there are so many, I was afraid that it would be inconvenient for you to look at me."

The things on the table were about to blind her eyes, Pan Xiaomei pointed nervously, and reached out to grab Meng Qiao's wrist.

Meng Qiao's eyebrows furrowed, and he got up from the chair slightly.

"Sister Meng, there are still a lot of things for children, do you think it could be that the prince has already guessed who you are, he misunderstood that Xiaodoubao is his son, that's why he sent so many things."

Xiaodoubao, if she really has such a father, she will wake up laughing in her dreams, if only Sister Meng were really a man!

Meng Qiao stood up and looked out the window, opened the folding fan and fanned it, but he still couldn't get rid of the heat in his heart.

"The child is not his at all, it's just wishful thinking, don't be afraid, don't pay attention."

"Sister Meng, why don't you send the things back?"

Pan Xiaomei had a sad face, after all, it was the prince who misunderstood, how could she be embarrassed to let her son accept it.

"It's a big deal to go back, let's return some gifts for the time being, and we'll give it to him again when we find a chance to give it to him in the future."

Meng Qiao bit his lip, his big watery eyes flickered twice, and he could only do this.

Now try not to get too close, although she is eager to find out the woman's identity and purpose as soon as possible.

With her face lurking beside Ouyang Rong, eighty percent of them are trying to disadvantage him!

Meng Qiao ate some chilled watermelon and took a bath before daring to go out.

"Stop!"

Meng Qiao sat in the carriage and closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, and said in a calm voice.

The coachman immediately pulled the reins, and the carriage came to a slow stop.

"My lord, what do you command?"

"Is there an old man selling dried fruits on the street corner in front?"

Meng Qiao's eyebrows furrowed, and he opened the curtain with a fan

。

"Yes, sir."

"Go buy him everything."

I just moved here to live, every time I go out to take a sedan chair, Meng Qiao only vaguely remembers the road here, and vaguely remembers that there is an old man selling dried fruits nearby.

"Yes, sir, wait a minute."

The coachman answered and immediately went to do it.

Adults are really kind-hearted, who would like to eat this on such a hot day?

After buying them all, the old man can go back early to rest, it's too hot.

"Childe, do you want to see palmistry?"

Meng Qiao opened the curtain and looked out, there was a fortune teller next to the carriage, it was an old man over sixty years old, with gray hair, but he was very energetic.

Waiting and waiting, Meng Qiao suddenly became interested.

"Good!"

Meng Qiao answered and stepped down from the carriage.

It's been a long time since I've seen such an extraordinary person, and the old man's eyes lit up.

Meng Qiao sat on the stool and extended his hand to him.

"Childe wants to hear about marriage or career?"

The old man looked at it carefully, and was shocked after reading it!

"Just talk about it."

I just thought it was fun, Meng Qiao pursed his lips, this marriage, it's okay if there is no one.

"Childe's life is unspeakably precious, his wealth is rolling, and he has never lacked silver flowers. The marriage is smooth, there are occasional small twists and turns, but it is not bumpy, there are many heirs, children and grandchildren are filial, and the husband and wife will be able to love each other to the end. ”

Meng Qiao bit his lip and felt more and more sweat on his head.

"Thank you."

Meng Qiao took out a piece of silver and handed it to him, and it happened that the coachman had already bought the dried fruits, and got into the carriage neatly.

The fortune teller looked at the carriage that had gone away, and his heart was a little apprehensive and excited.

Just now I really just talked about it, I have never seen such a glorious and rich person, who has calculated the life of others for decades, and it is the first time that the life of the queen has been calculated for a big man.

Meng Qiao rummaged for a while, and found that the sack was full of red dates and peanuts or something, although this thing was light, but the meaning was good.

In the garden of King Rong's Mansion, a white figure flew up in the air, flipped a few times in succession, and then danced countless sword flowers with a sword, and the emerald leaves on the tree fell obsessively, dancing with the breeze.

"Lord Wang, Prime Minister Meng Cheng is here!"

A guard hurriedly clenched his fists and knelt on the ground, Ouyang Rong put away his sword in time, and his eyes lit up when he heard the words Meng Chengxiang.

The sexy thin lips stretched out an intoxicating arc, and before he had time to wipe his sweat, the man monkey hurriedly walked towards the front hall of the palace

。

"Husband, you're here, Prime Minister Meng Cheng is here."

The woman moved slightly, saw the sturdy body blushing and lowered her head, and reached out and tugged at his sleeve.

Ouyang Rong nodded, his eyes had long been attracted by her.

Meng Qiao bit his lip, unfolded the folding fan and shook it, the ink hair blown by the breeze was flying, and it was bewitching!

"Madame has already told me, thank you for the generous gift of Lord Rong, I'm really embarrassed."

"Prime Minister Meng's son is the son of this king, there is nothing to be embarrassed about."

As soon as these words came out, Meng Qiao chuckled in his heart, how could such a person as good as him be so confused?

Did he think the kid looked like him or something?

"I came here today to prepare some gifts for Lord Rong, I hope to smile!"

Meng Qiao waved his hand outside, and the coachman carried the sack of dried fruits in and laboriously placed them on the ground.

The woman standing next to Ouyang Rong was stunned, what could it be when she carried it with a sack?

The dignified prime minister's gift will not be so shabby, right?

Meng Qiao glanced over, and the coachman opened the mouth of the sack, revealing the contents inside.

"I wish the prince and the princess an early birth of a noble son."

Meng Qiao's words fell, a deep pool of eyes burst into a thick smile, bright eyes stared at her, Meng Qiao turned his face away, avoiding his hot eyes.

The woman standing beside him hung her head shyly, reached out and secretly tugged at his sleeve, her face flushed like a ripe apple.

"I heard that Princess Rong disappeared before, and she came back by herself?"

She had seen the events of that day with her own eyes, but Meng Qiao still asked again.

These words pulled the woman back from her fantasy, and she looked at her with some smuggling eyes and nodded.

"Can't remember what happened before?"

Meng Qiao put away the folding fan and looked serious.

"Yes, it seems that I dropped my brain when I fell off the cliff, and I can't remember anything after three years, or my husband recognizes me, otherwise I am afraid that I will not be able to come back in this life."

The woman hung her head and glanced at Meng Qiao timidly.

Ouyang Rong watched coldly, and his eyes became deeper.

"I know some medical skills, if the princess doesn't dislike it, why don't I help you take a look."

Meng Qiao stared at her closely, eager to see her out of a hole!

"No, no." The woman stammered, reached out and tugged at Ouyang Rong's sleeve, and half of her body hid behind him.

"It's better to let Prime Minister Meng Cheng take a look, he has excellent medical skills, the princess's face is cured by him, and your amnesia will definitely be cured."

Ouyang Rong pulled the person out from behind him, his face was like an iceberg, and his tone was cold

。

"Husband, I heard that there were a lot of unpleasant things in the past, I don't want to think about it, let's be fine now, let's start again!"

With tears in her eyes, the woman covered her face aggrievedly and cried.

When diagnosing and treating, we must look at her head, and this woman must be afraid to see the flaws and overestimate her disguise technique.

"Don't bother Prince Rong and the princess, I will say goodbye."

Meng Qiao hugged his fist with a fan in his hand, strode out of the front hall, and walked towards the outside of the palace.

Ouyang Rong threw down the tearful man and hurriedly chased him out, his eyes full of reluctance.

Meng Qiao went out and used his internal force and quickly disappeared in front of his eyes.

"Lord Wang, what should I do with this thing?"

The implication is good, but there has never been a shortage of this in the house.

The butler stood in front of the sack, as if he was about to take it.

"Ask someone to wash it, this king wants to eat it."

"Yes, Lord Wang!" The butler replied respectfully.

The relationship between the prince and the newcomer Meng Cheng is really good!

After Meng Qiao left, the man, who had never eaten snacks, looked at the dried fruits at hand stupidly, laughing and eating them.

The housekeeper put this thing in the kitchen, and he usually couldn't study what the prince liked, but this time it was good, the masters made a vegetable porridge with all kinds of dried fruits, and it was said that the prince ate very fragrantly, and there was nothing left.

Early the next morning, the ministers came to greet the Emperor of Lu.

"Brother Wei, don't come unharmed!"

The city gate was wide open, and Lu Zhengyuan didn't bring any weapons or many entourages, but he brought generous gifts.

Ten boxes of gold and silver cloth, twelve beauties, full of sincerity.

"Don't come unharmed!"

Wei Ling patted him on the shoulder, and the two looked at each other and smiled, heading towards the Wei Imperial Palace.

"Who is this?"

As soon as Lu Zhengyuan turned around, he was greeted by a young and handsome face, and those who could follow Wei Ling were not small people, who was this person? Why haven't you seen it?

"This is Prime Minister of Great Wei, Meng Lingxian."

Lu Zhengyuan smiled kindly, glanced at it, and did not see Ouyang Rong's figure.

After a long journey, Lu Zhengyuan was arranged by Wei Ling to rest at his residence first, and the arrival of the Emperor Lu and Wei Ling's birthday arrived on the same day, but he was busy with the Ministry of Rites and the palace people.

When the palace banquet was about to start, Ouyang Rong arrived unhurriedly, and as soon as Meng Qiao turned around, he inadvertently swept the sturdy figure, and immediately pinched the wine glass and lowered his head.

"The Prime Minister poured himself a drink, don't you feel lonely?"

A sense of masculinity mixed with a fresh and pleasant smell rushed into his nose, and the white jade fingers holding the wine glass trembled, Meng Qiao put the wine glass on the table in a panic, and turned his head to look at the man next to him

。

"Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow will become a trio."

Meng Qiao pinched the wine glass and drank it all, the man frowned, and snatched the wine glass with a strong and powerful hand!

Inadvertently, touching her fingertips, the soft and tender feeling rushed straight to the tip of her heart, the man's Adam's apple rolled, and in an instant it felt like it flew up to the clouds.

"That's your seat, why are you snatching my wine glass?"

The big watery eyes flickered, Meng Qiao bit her lip, where did the wine in the jug come from, she had already replaced it with water.

"This king likes to be here."

The man gave her an awkward look and placed the wine glass on the table.

"Okay, then Prince Rong is here, I'll go elsewhere."

Meng Qiao picked up his robe and got up, just about to leave with a tight wrist!

"I won't tease you, it's this king who feels lonely, let's sit with this king for a while."

"Hmm."

After a long time, the deep pool-like eyes seem to have a whirlpool, so clear that people can't bear to refuse.

Meng Qiao's ghost envoy answered and sat down beside him.

Although they weren't together, the feeling was still weird, Meng Qiao bit his lip, and was tightly surrounded by his breath, a little nervous.

"Happy birthday."

Seeing that the surroundings were so festive, Meng Qiao's heart throbbed, if she remembered correctly, he and Wei Ling were born on the same day.

The ruddy little mouth opened slightly, and Meng Qiao startled himself after saying this.

"How could Prime Minister Meng know that today is also the birthday of this king?"

The bright starry eyes stared at her tightly, not even for a moment.

Meng Qiao chuckled in his heart, his big watery eyes flickered twice, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he couldn't control it.

A milky aroma mixed with the fragrance of flowers and plants enters the nose, which is deeply intoxicating.

Ouyang Rong's throat rolled a few times, and his breathing was a little short.

"I heard the emperor mention it."

Meng Qiao turned his head, his voice trembling slightly.

"I see."

The man nodded, looking very lost.

"Prime Minister Meng still has a fragrance on his body? It's not often that a man has a scent on him. ”

The thin lips hooked up a wicked smile, and the sturdy and tall body suddenly leaned over and enveloped the delicate body.

------Off topic------

Hahaha, babies guess if Er Qiao can cope with the past, guess the reward coins, and go!