Ye Shiyun suddenly raised her eyes and looked over, and met the pair of eyes with appreciation.

Song Zhancheng only changed his opinion of this person a little at this time, overturning her previous cognition, she really had some ability.

I no longer think too much about Ye Shiyun, my thinking changes and thinks of what the person just said, and splits and analyzes it little by little, if it is reversed, all this makes sense.

Before, because of the subjective consciousness, there should be no problem as the most important place, but now it seems that the twelve kid may not have trouble finding that person.

"Miss Ye, Yan admires." Yan He was indeed admired, although he could think of it if he was given a little time, but since he could discover the main points of this before any of them, it was enough for him to admire.

At least this person is different from what is rumored by the outside world, and it is really interesting.

Yan He put away his curiosity and smiled at the person, "This not only grasps the key, but also solves the previous problems together, and it is worthy of the person who the Holy Lord personally sent to the prince." ”

As soon as these words came out, Song Zhancheng glanced at people lightly, and the warning in his eyes was obvious.

"Ahem, then let's think about this thought, let's ......"

If you have to see it, you can accept it, otherwise he doesn't want to "learn" from Song Zhancheng.

Ye Shiyun didn't care much about it, and joined in with Song Zhancheng's permission.

In this way, the three of them stayed in the temporary residence for a day, and they finished everything later in the day, and everything was waiting for the upcoming implementation, which had to be supervised by Song Zhancheng himself.

So all in all, it will be busier later, after all, if he doesn't go in person, he himself is not at ease.

I was busy like this for about half a month.

On the sixth day of the twelfth month, and at night.

"It's winter." Cheng Jingyun stood outside the bedroom door wearing a fox fur and looked at the sky outside.

When the weather is cold, the starry sky around it is more visible, and the direction that Cheng Jingyun wants to look at is the south, the direction of Hengguo.

"I didn't expect it to be too late to go back for my birthday."

Cheng Jingyun's fingertips flicked the night beads on the fox fur, it was too cold, and it was actually wetting a lot of things, but it also made her wake up with a breath.

The cold breath was so cold that the tip of Mengxi's nose was slightly red, and after listening to Song Zhancheng's words, he hesitated for a moment and stepped forward to gather his clothes for others and persuaded: "Sister Cheng, let's go back to the room first, it's cold outside, and the prince will feel distressed if he is infected with the wind and cold." ”

As if a sentence hit a certain point of the person standing, his body became more and more straight, as if waiting for something, and then retorted: "I'm not one of those delicate young ladies, how can I be so easily infected with wind and cold, don't use this set to prevaricate me." ”

Mengxi reluctantly took a step back, pursed her lips and stopped admonishing, and replied with her previous words, "Presumably, Madame and the general very much hope that Sister Cheng will go over and then spend your birthday with you, but unfortunately, it is not at the right time." ”

Indeed, at the wrong time, today is Sister Cheng's birthday, and if she can't go back, she can't go back, but the prince didn't come back.

From the morning, she could see that Sister Cheng's mood was not a little better than before, and she blamed it on her birthday, but they also failed to return to Hengguo.

Originally, they were able to return to Hengguo to process their sister's birthday, but when an incident suddenly occurred, the crown prince Song Jinghe forced the palace, causing the prince to be unable to deal with the rest of the matter, so the matter of returning to China to visit relatives was delayed again and again.

has dragged on until now, and she knows what Sister Cheng is doing standing outside the door, but she just wants to wait for the prince to come back.

As a result, the prince has not come back since he went out in the morning, and he has not come back for lunch, and he has not seen a shadow until now, which really disappointed her.

The key is that Mengxi pursed her lips and asked what she wanted to ask, "Sister Cheng, are you really not going to tell the prince that you are pregnant?" ”

She also knew about this not long ago, but she didn't expect Sister Cheng to hide it from her, she was excited, happy, disappointed and even a little aggrieved at that time.

But later, she was coaxed by Cheng Jingyun, and she didn't care about it anymore, so since then, she has been responsible for all the daily life and living things of Sister Cheng, so as not to accidentally be known by any subordinate, and it will be difficult to realize the lie at that time.

She also knew why Sister Cheng hid this matter, so she never broke it, just waiting for the day when Sister Cheng wanted to tell the prince.

What she didn't expect was that the prince who had been sharing the bed for more than half a month didn't find out that Sister Cheng was pregnant???

This made her speechless.

Anyway, she still shared the same bed, and she could find out that the prince couldn't find it, which made her a little confused.

No, it's only been a month or two since Sister Cheng's work, and she doesn't show her pregnancy, if she doesn't always see Sister Cheng vomiting, she probably won't find out.

It's just that it's been so long that she can't stand it anymore.

It's like one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, this is one willing to hide and the other doesn't know, and she can't say anything.

Cheng Jingyun felt a soft sigh coming from behind her, and looked sideways.

Dream Worry Old Mother Brook blinked and looked at her.

Helplessly, he opened his eyes and sighed lightly as if he was contagious, "Let's talk about it." ”

She didn't know either, so besides, it wasn't as strong as before, if Song Zhancheng appeared in front of her now, maybe she would tell him.

Unfortunately, she has been waiting outside for a long time.

"Go back to your room, I'm going to rest."

Mengxi replied softly, "Hmm." Then he helped the man back to the room, waited for him to wash and undress, and then withdrew, and closed the door.

I shrunk my neck by the cold wind outside, and I went back to my room to rest with my thoughts.

I hope the prince will come back soon.

But a quarter of an hour.

Song Zhancheng, who had been worried about the dream and the old mother Xi for a whole night, finally returned to the palace after dealing with everything.

The person walking on the road was still thinking about what he had just discussed with others, and then rubbed his eyebrows and sighed lightly in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Ye Shiyun's ability was even better than he imagined, and the previous speculations about her were all extracted from outsiders and their subjective analysis.

Of course, some things are one thing, and this matter is also one thing, at least he felt that this person sent to him would not make him feel like a burden, so this was beyond his expectations.

Thinking of the confrontation between her and Yan He today, Song Zhancheng's eyebrows and eyes were full of helplessness, Yan He seems to have a temperament that makes people feel good at a glance when they see the past, but when they come into contact, they have the kind of lively problem that is not a big deal.

Almost the whole time, the two of them had the most words, which gave him a headache on the side, but it was gratifying that the words of these two people also gave him a lot of ideas, so the result was not bad.

There have been too many things recently, so that he has no time to think about other things, walking on the road of Nanyuan was blown by the cold wind at night, and his nervous thinking, which was still a little confused just now, was a little sober.

Some things were also pushed out by memory, and after a pause, Song Zhancheng's body was stunned, and his head, which had just been lowered, suddenly raised again, ......

Without waiting for his mind to react further, his body was already running towards Nanyuan's bedroom quickly, and he even used light skills.

Why did he forget about this day, his body kept running fast, a trace of chagrin flashed in his eyes, and the nerves that had just relaxed suddenly collapsed again.

It's a bit bad.

Hopefully, Jingyun hasn't slept yet.