"How can this be?!"

Mengxi looked at Cheng Jingyun in disbelief, she felt that she had just heard it wrong, but seeing Sister Cheng so sad reminded her that everything she had heard was true.

"Lord Wang, he ......" Mengxi couldn't help but want to ask why, opened her mouth and closed her voice again, everything she had seen before could stop her from continuing to speculate.

Cheng Jingyun pinched her fingers, relieved herself from the state she was in just now, and showed an ugly smile at Mengxi, "It's okay." ”

Mengxi sighed silently, her eyebrows were full of unbearable, if it weren't for Sister Cheng stopping her, she would have rushed to the prince to question by now.

Didn't Sister Cheng marry him himself?! Why?!

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, Mengxi was afraid that she really couldn't help it for a while, so she quickly helped Cheng Jingyun up, "It's not good to squat like this, let's go back to the room first-"

Suddenly silenced, Mengxi bit her lip in annoyance, and almost forgot that Sister Cheng would definitely not want to go back to that room, so she decided to ask Cheng Jingyun's opinion and consider, "Sister Cheng, where do you want to go?" ”

Cheng Jingyun stood up numbly according to her strength, staggering a little because her calves were slightly numb because she had just squatted for too long, and barely managed to maintain her balance.

Wen Yan looked at the outside of the medicine room with the door wide open, "Let's go to Xiyuan." ”

Yes, not only did he not even return to the room now, but he didn't even go back to Nanyuan, but of course Mengxi had no opinion, so he helped Cheng Jingyun to walk towards Xiyuan with a "good" sound.

Tianshang is still white, Cheng Jingyun and Song Zhancheng are not small, at least the entire palace has a trace of speculation, Mengxi heard that before rushing over, Foshan also followed Song Zhancheng to the study.

That messy house has its own people to clean up, but because of this, the rumors are even worse, so that the entire Jin Prince's Mansion knows that today is the day when the atmosphere does not dare to come out, and you have to do your job well, otherwise once you are involved, it will not be as simple as bearing anger.

Foshan can't understand what happened to today's prince, obviously he was fine before, how did he feel that he had changed after seeing the eldest princess?

He knew that the prince would never let others interfere in the treatment of the princess, and he was also extremely trusting, why did he say nothing because of the eldest princess's words today, and finally let the princess go?

Foshan thought so, but Song Zhancheng didn't think so, after calming down, he thought of the various things that Cheng Jingyun and Yan He had gotten along with before, as well as Cheng Jingyun's unusual interest in Yan He during the Chaoyue Meeting, which made him feel quite a sense of crisis and anger.

It can be said to be calm, or it can be said to be more paranoid, he will think in this direction when he determines this matter, so in his eyes, it is not that he makes Cheng Jingyun angry with his words, but that Cheng Jingyun can't answer his words, maybe he will feel a little guilty about what he did before, but that trace of guilt has disappeared under the jealousy and anger.

"Smack!"

Song Zhancheng slammed the pen on the table, and there were eight words written on the paper not far from the pen-

Mulberry Rou, its next Hou ten.

Irritability rubbed his eyebrows, and Foshan was about to open his mouth to persuade him, but before he could open a word, Song Zhancheng gave an eviction order, "Go out." ”

Foshan was also faintly worried about the two of them in his heart, but he couldn't refute Song Zhancheng's words, so he had to obey the order and walk out of the study, and finally closed the door and went to Song Zhancheng's side to take a look, sighed endlessly, and closed the door.

Song Zhaohua, who returned to the Marquis of Anguo's mansion, also heard about it, but there was not too much joy on his face, and there was a faint sadness between his eyebrows, although she did have this purpose before, and the final result was also expected by her, but she was always a little worried about what she had done, and she didn't know why.

But since this matter has come to an end, then she won't just hold on to it, at this time it depends on the matter between the two of them, as for Cheng Jingyun, Song Zhaohua's eyes slid a dark light, if it's just like this, I'm afraid it's not enough.

A few days have passed, the two have been separated in the past few days, Cheng Jingyun said hello to Wei Yun in Xiyuan and stayed, Song Zhancheng was in Nanyuan, and he also went to live in the former bedroom, but has been living in the side room of the study.

The two never said a word, Mengxi wanted to reconcile the two, but she was afraid that Sister Cheng's side would still be like that, so she would make Sister Cheng even more wronged, so she put it aside again and again, and in the end, she simply followed Cheng Jingyun, since she didn't want to see each other, then she helped Sister Cheng to stagger with the prince.

She has only cared about Sister Cheng from the beginning, and the others are even the prince by the way, so if Sister Cheng is unwilling, then she will definitely try her best to help.

The emperor also woke up in these days, and the illness of the stroke was suppressed in time, so the emperor did not die for too long because of illness, and Song Zhancheng also ran to the palace every day these days, since he couldn't stay in the palace, it was better to go to the palace to accompany the emperor, at least he could fulfill his filial piety.

In the past few days, the emperor has also changed a lot of his attitude towards Song Zhancheng because of Song Zhancheng's daily visits, and there are also side knocks on Song Zhancheng and Cheng Jingyun in the middle, but Song Zhancheng is silent almost as soon as he encounters Cheng Jingyun's matter, which makes the emperor also have a faint guess.

It just so happened that on this day, Song Zhancheng came to the Juqing Palace on time to greet the emperor.

"The son asks his father to say goodbye, is his father's body better?"

Song Zhancheng lowered his eyebrows and saluted to the Wing Emperor, these days, anyone with a discerning eye can see that their Royal Highness the Crown Prince is getting closer and closer, and the breath that is close to the body can freeze people to death, which is comparable to the cold wind in winter, and only when it is relatively in front of the emperor, it is only slightly slow.

Yihuang leaned on the dragon chair sideways, one hand lazily propped up his head and looked at the book in front of him, recently the imperial doctor said that he couldn't be too tired, so almost all the twists and turns were handled by Song Zhancheng, so that he could recuperate in peace.

At this time, it also highlighted Song Zhancheng's ability to do things, every piece of work was handled in an orderly manner, and the ideas were clear and novel, and sometimes the emperor couldn't help but praise the blue out of the blue and better than the blue.

But after a few days of trial, the Emperor had a better idea today.

"Zhan Cheng is not polite." The emperor's face was kind, and he did not mention the appointment of the crown princess, and they had a good relationship.

After Song Zhancheng got up, he paused and continued, "Zhancheng, what do you think of Ye Shiyun?" ”

Song Zhancheng frowned, I don't know why the emperor suddenly mentioned Ye Shiyun, but he still replied respectfully: "This woman is a martial artist, and the solution is quite novel and compatible, which is very good. ”

Although she doesn't like what Ye Shiyun does, her ability is unquestionable.

Sometimes he also thinks that it is not easy for Ye Shiyun to have such an ability as a little girl, so he will not deny his talent.

The Emperor seemed very pleased with this, and then said, "How about I give her to you?" ”

Song Zhancheng suddenly raised his eyes and looked over, facing the Yihuang's eyes with a special meaning, he pursed his lips and did not speak, and after hearing this, he became more and more cold.

"Didn't my father give her to his sons a long time ago?"