She didn't know for a moment whether she should praise Lin Pan'er for being smart or stupid, but in short, after listening to Lin Pan'er's words, Meng Lin was no longer angry.

On the male guest's side, the maid walked out of the hiding place after seeing Meng Qingzhou escort Lin Pan'er away, and she confirmed that there was no one around, and then went to Wu Yumei's room.

"How? Is that little hooked? ”

Listening to Wu Yumei's words, the maid nodded again and again, and then she thought of something and said with some hesitation.

"People were led to the place where those sons were, but she was lucky enough to be saved by a son."

"Who is that childe? You hurry to describe. ”

Although only one person has seen Lin Paner, Wu Yumei feels a little disappointed, but as long as one person sees her, there is a way to discredit Lin Paner.

As long as she asks what the man looks like, and then goes to the nobles in the capital to spread it, she wants to see who dares to marry her with Lin Paner's background at that time.

"The slave didn't see the boy's face clearly."

"Waste."

At that time, the place where she was hiding happened to be in the bushes behind Meng Qingzhou and them, and she could only vaguely see the man's cloak from the woods, where would she know what he looked like.

Hearing this, Wu Yumei scolded loudly, and the maid quickly knelt down when she heard this, she thought about it and said quickly.

"The slave saw the shape of the man's cloak."

"Follow that cloak and we can also find out who the son who is protecting Lin Pan'er is, Sister Wu, don't be angry."

They are all human spirits, how could those young ladies not know what Wu Yumei was thinking in her heart, so when she heard the maid's words, a young lady hurriedly persuaded her.

"You go on."

Knowing that this was the truth, Wu Yumei motioned to the maid to continue, but when she heard the maid's description, Wu Yumei's face instantly darkened.

"Is there still a faint embroidery on the bamboo of that man's cloak?"

"Miss, how do you know?"

Hearing Wu Yumei's words, the maid's face was full of surprise, and the young lady next to her knew that this person Wu Yumei must know this person, and they hurriedly asked.

"Sister Wu, who is this son?"

"The eldest son of the Shangshu family of the Ministry of Rites, Meng Qingzhou."

Wu Yumei gritted her teeth and said this, when she came to the temple, she noticed Meng Qingzhou driving for Meng Lin, so she opened the curtain and peeked several times.

She could even tell how many leaves there were on the bamboo embroidered on Meng Qingzhou's cloak, so she knew who it was when the maid first began to describe it.

And those young ladies changed their faces instantly when they heard this, and they drove the maid down and then comforted Wu Yumei.

"Brother Meng must have seen that Lin Pan'er was too pitiful, so he helped her, this is a righteous gentleman, Sister Wu, don't think too much."

A young lady said so, and the others hurriedly echoed, listening to the young lady's words, Wu Yumei's mood was a little better, but her fists were clenched tightly.

"Lin Pan'er, this little cheap hoof, must have pretended to be pitiful and bewitched Brother Meng."

After listening to Wu Yumei's words, those young ladies hurriedly said yes, and scolded Lin Paner while talking, Wu Yumei felt a little more comfortable in her heart.

"Then we still don't spread this rumor?"

At this moment, one of the young ladies asked this question suspiciously, and Wu Yumei slammed the teacup in her hand to the ground.

The young lady was frightened instantly, and the others quickly glared at her and then continued to comfort Wu Yumei, and Wu Yumei's mood improved again.

But she couldn't help but think of the relationship between Meng Lin and Lin Paner again, could it be that Lin Paner approached Meng Lin for Meng Qingzhou?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this guess was true, so she said why Lin Paner was pretending to be high and currying favor with Meng Lin, it turned out that this was the idea.

Thinking about the growing anger in her heart, with Lin Paner's life experience, she also deserves to like Meng Qingzhou, no, she must punish Lin Paner well.

At this moment, Meng Qingzhou, who was flipping through the Book of Poetry in the room, suddenly sneezed several times in a row, and the maid who served him laughed and quipped.

"It must be that the lady and the old man miss the son too much, and lo and behold, the son sneezed several times in a row."

"What do you mean?"

Listening to the maid's words, Meng Qingzhou's heart was full of doubts, he just sneezed, how did the maid think of his parents.

"Childe, this is a common saying on the slave's side, saying that this person is this person, as long as he sneezes several times in a row, then someone is reading him."

After listening to the maid's explanation, Meng Qingzhou couldn't help but sneer, with his father and mother's patriarchal nature, thinking of Meng Lin was almost the same, how could he read him.

"You should read more books in the future, and stop believing these folk sayings."

After speaking softly, Meng Qingzhou continued to copy the Book of Poetry, and he was still wearing the cloak, and he always felt that there was still Lin Paner's temperature on it.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he immediately put down his pen and turned his head to look at the maid.

"Is that true? Is it true that I will sneeze a few times only if someone reads me? ”

His father and mother don't miss him, but one person does.

Thinking that Meng Qingzhou gently touched the cloak on his body, he wondered if Lin Pan'er would miss her like he thought of her at this time?

"Childe, the slave doesn't know."

"Ah, what did you say?"

Meng Qingzhou, who was immersed in his thoughts, naturally didn't hear the maid's words clearly, and just as the maid was about to repeat that sentence, Meng Qingzhou let the maid retreat.

He had already determined in his heart that Lin Pan'er must be thinking about him at this time, so the maid's answer was not so important.

The maid bowed and withdrew, and she gently closed the door, and the little maid who was guarding the door began to talk to her.

"What do you say, Childe? I just untied his cloak and he didn't let him, how can anyone still wear a cloak in the house. ”

Hearing the little girl's complaint, the maid also felt that something was wrong, before the son had obviously asked her not to believe the words of the people, why did she ask her again?

It's really strange to just ask, and not to hear her say what is in her heart.

Listening to the girl's words, the little guy became more and more confused, his father-in-law is not stupid to read these days, so there are so many strange behaviors.

The two of them chatted for a while, but they still couldn't come up with a reason, and seeing this, they didn't say much but went down to do things.

Meng Qingzhou, who was copying the Book of Poetry in the house, didn't know what the people outside were thinking, and his mind was full of Lin Pan'er thinking about him at this time.

Because of this, the words he wrote on the paper suddenly became Lin Paner's name.