"Lord ......"

Foshan hesitated, so he still opened his mouth, but then the cold gaze that swept over made Foshan immediately shut up again.

He should be able to understand the mood of the prince who wants to find the princess, just like a hungry person gets food, but you ask him to eat it later, it is impossible.

immediately persuaded the person in front of him, frowning, "Mengxi, let's talk quickly, the princess just wants to find the princess, and won't do anything to her, you should know that this is just the princess and the princess are angry, in case the princess is injured without anyone outside." ”

Mengxi even wanted to laugh a little when he heard Foshan's words, took a deep breath and looked at Song Zhancheng's cold face, and said slowly: "Lord Wang, if you want to kill, you have to listen to the honor." ”

She will say that it is strange, maybe Sister Cheng will be brought back again, and there is no Xiao Song Song, I am afraid it will be difficult.

Thinking of this, Mengxi glanced sideways at Song Zhancheng again, did he know about this?

Immediately opened her eyes again, whether she knew it or not, this had nothing to do with him after all, and she had seen the wrong person before.

As soon as Mengxi's words came out, Song Zhancheng's face was completely colder, and a faint anger gathered in his eyes, as if he had thought of something to suppress that anger, and said coldly: "Foshan, take her down, and if you don't say it, you won't be allowed to eat." ”

Then strode out of the sight of the two of them, Mengxi didn't have any expression, but it was really surprising to see that Song Zhancheng didn't kill her directly or execute her, but it was just an accident, and he didn't feel anything else.

Foshan looked at the two people, sighed deeply, and then obeyed the order to take Mengxi down and confined him.

After all, the prince was moved by compassion because of the princess, if not, then the current Mengxi was not taken down and locked up, but was already in Xingtang.

Since that letter, Cheng Jingyun has not received any information about Mengxi, as if she has disappeared, and it has been another three days, which makes Cheng Jingyun already have a bad guess in her heart.

After catching Mengxi that time, Song Zhancheng became more and more frustrated, and none of the people sent out brought back good news, if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't leave as the prince, then he would definitely go in person.

Drink to dispel sorrow and sorrow.

At night again, Song Zhancheng stayed alone in the study, the study was illuminated by the oil lamp as bright as day, and there was a faint yellow halo, faintly sufficient, and a little more intoxicating warmth.

The mahogany table was full of wine jugs, staggering from side to side, one of which was held in Song Zhancheng's hand, and slowly poured the transparent liquid into the cup, drank it all in one cup, and repeated again.

Song Zhancheng's eyes were gone, and now all he had was full of bitterness and sorrow between his eyebrows.

"Jingyun ......"

Unconsciously, he called out the name, and then drank it again, drinking all the pain in his eyes with the wine in his glass.

The lights are not extinguished, the figures are chaotic, I don't know how many times Foshan has seen it with wine, and he consciously no longer shows up and walks out of Nanyuan, Song Zhancheng doesn't want him to be seen by others like this, and even he can't.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and Song Zhancheng's eyes gradually closed, but there was a name in his mind that couldn't be stopped, making him crazy and making him fall.

The night is still long, enough to remember.

Standing outside, Song Zhaohua didn't enter, just looked at Song Zhancheng so quietly, and the gorgeous clothes looked dim and unclear under the lights, forming a strong contrast with the coldness behind him.

Song Zhaohua looked at the frustrated Song Zhancheng inside and suddenly felt that it was difficult to move an inch, and the cold wind behind her blew the skirt of her skirt, but she couldn't ignore the flash of regret in her heart.

In her mind, there was a sentence that Cheng Jingyun said to her at the beginning-

"Do you really know him?"

"I ...... Do you really know him......? ”

Song Zhaohua began to have a second self-doubt, she didn't want to think about what Cheng Jingyun said, but this sentence was always full of her mind, and even more so when she saw Song Zhancheng, she had the illusion that she had done something wrong.

The kid ......

Song Zhaohua's eyelids drooped, and the hand holding the square scarf suddenly clenched, his mood overlapped and fluctuated, his eyes looked at Song Zhancheng inside with hesitation, and he involuntarily took a step forward, but although the sound was subtle, it was not so subtle when it fell into the ears of Song Zhancheng, who was still vigilant.

The hand holding the wine glass suddenly surrounded by internal strength, and a trace of anger flashed in his slightly drunk eyes, and he warned coldly: "Who! ”

Fang Cai's somewhat drowsy brain also cleared up for a moment, Song Zhancheng frowned fiercely, Foshan was banned by himself to stay in Nanyuan today and was not allowed to come in, so who was outside?

Thinking that it might be someone with bad intentions, Song Zhancheng's eyebrows became more and more cold, and he wanted to throw the cup in his hand towards the sound with a twist of his wrist.

The man hadn't moved since he made that sound, otherwise Song Zhancheng would have thrown a wine glass over, but his patience now was not as good as during the day, and he was very irritable.

"Zhan Cheng."

The familiar gentle voice made Song Zhancheng's hand move for a moment, and he pinched the cup in his hand again in the palm of his hand in a roundabout way, and his tone was stunned, "Sister? ”

With the sound, he stood up and wanted to walk towards the door, but Song Zhaohua had already pushed the door in.

If it was really Song Zhaohua, with a cold death all over his body, Song Zhancheng couldn't care about the others now, and hurriedly helped people in and sat down, then closed the door, and looked at Song Zhaohua in a little surprise, "Sister, why are you here, are you still ......" or at such a late hour.

He didn't say the rest of the words, he swallowed them, and just looked at Song Zhaohua with questioning eyes.

Song Zhaohua has only been doing mental construction outside the door for a long time, and now he is not surprised, and replied indifferently: "This palace came to see you." ”

Song Zhancheng pursed his lips and said nothing, sat next to him with gloomy eyes, picked up the wine that had not yet been drunk and drank it all.

"What do you look like?" Song Zhaohua still couldn't help but scold, and his worry was also on the surface.

Song Zhancheng naturally saw it and smiled faintly, "Sister, you also know what happened between me and Jingyun, now she is still pregnant, and there is no one around, it is too confusing outside, I am very worried." ”

"The key ......" Song Zhancheng said to himself: "The key is that I can't find her yet, what's the use of a husband like me......"

Song Zhaohua didn't say anything when he heard the pregnancy words, his eyes flashed, and the thoughts that he had started at the door before were suppressed again, if Zhan Cheng knew......

No, the department let him know.

Song Zhaohua pursed his lips, and followed Song Zhancheng's next comfort: "It's not in the way, Jingyun must be back when she figures it out." ”

Song Zhancheng didn't refute Song Zhaohua, Song Zhaohua didn't know anything, it didn't mean he didn't know anything, but it was useless to say it, it was just a little more worried.

Looking out the window, it was late at night, Song Zhancheng stood up and cared: "Sister, let's go to rest early, it's not early, your body is not well, you have to recuperate after listening to the words of the imperial doctor, and you can't rest too late." ”

Hearing this, Song Zhaohua didn't want to say anything again, and after glancing at Song Zhancheng, he nodded, "Okay, then the palace will leave first." ”

"Sister walk slowly."

Under Song Zhancheng's gaze, Song Zhaohua stepped out of the study, and there was Foshan outside Nanyuan, so there was no need to worry about safety, Foshan would send Song Zhaohua back to the room.

Turned around and picked up the flask again, and got drunk all night.