Meng combed his eyebrows and covered his mouth and pretended to be surprised, oh my God, Chunxing, who doesn't know a single big character, can actually use idioms, which is gratifying.

Chun Xing scratched her head, Miss read books all day long, and she learned a little bit along with it.

No, that's not the point, okay? The point is when she plans to return to the palace.

Although Chun Xing also doesn't like Zhihan very much, it's not a way to run out like this and never go back.

"The easier it is to get, the less you will cherish it, today Miss will teach you another idiom, if you want to indulge."

Chunxing looked dazed, what capture, what indulgence?

Meng combed his eyebrows and smiled, and Chunxing would understand in the future.

"By the way, what about the Mohans?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Han appeared behind her like a shadow, startling her.

Can these martial arts masters make a little noise to remind others, which will scare people out of heart disease.

"After you were taken away by the prince today, I recognized that the carriage belonged to the palace, so I have been secretly protecting it and have not shown up."

Although Mo Han has few words, he is very careful and observant.

"I want you to help me look things up."

Meng combs his eyebrows and whispered a few words in Mo Han's ear, and Mo Han's figure disappeared into the night.

In the palace, Jing Qicheng was playing with a purse in his hand, and Zhihan looked at it from the side, only feeling that even if he bought it for two pennies on the street, it was more exquisite than this.

This stitch is like the handwriting of a three-year-old naughty child.

She said softly: "Cousin, if you like purses, why don't I make one for you, okay?" ”

"You don't have to worry about these little things."

He tucked his purse into his sleeve, then took a sip of tea, saying that he had something to discuss with her.

It's about her life, and Jing Qicheng feels that she still has to listen to Zhihan's own opinions.

She was overjoyed in her heart, and two blushes flew on her face, saying that her parents' orders and matchmaker's words said that since Jing Qicheng is now her closest person, it is natural that everything is up to him.

Jing Qicheng took out a list and handed it to Zhihan.

All the men of school age in the capital are on the list, she chooses the one she likes, and he will find a way to let her marry her.

The men above are all officials above the third grade, and their character is also well-known, after Zhihan marries in the past, with the protection of her husband's family and the palace, she will definitely not suffer any grievances.

Zhihan was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Jing Qicheng with teary eyes: "Cousin, I feel bored with Zhihan and want to drive me away?" ”

"I didn't mean that, it's just that you are a woman who has not left the pavilion, I can't leave you in Lingyan Pavilion forever, you always have to plan for your life."

Hearing him say this, Zhihan's eyes were red, as if he was hiding infinite grievances.

"I understand what my cousin means, since the palace can't tolerate me, then I will take Xiangjun back to Jiangnan, even if I have been displaced all my life, I will admit it!"

As he spoke, he got up and went to pack his things.

Xiangjun knelt on the ground and begged Jing Qicheng, saying that no one in Jiangnan could take care of Zhihan for a long time, and their young lady's life was too bitter, if Jing Qicheng felt that they were burdensome, she was willing to leave, as long as Jing Qicheng could leave Zhihan behind.

The master and servant burst into tears, one crying more heart-rending than the other.

Jing Qicheng had a slight headache: "Then your marriage should be postponed for the time being, and it will not be too late for you to have someone you like to discuss." ”

Zhihan wiped her tears and looked at Jing Qicheng timidly: "Actually, my favorite person ......." ”

Before she finished speaking, Jing Qicheng said that it was late at night, and he wouldn't disturb her rest.

Zhihan could only swallow the last half of the sentence back.

She wiped her tears and asked Xiangjun to rearrange her makeup.

Xiangjun took a cold handkerchief to help her apply a swelling to her eyes, and applied emollient balm to her, for fear that tears would damage her appearance.

"How's it going, have you found out where your cousin has been lately?"

Zhihan carefully massaged her face with a jade wheel, she is so beautiful, as long as she is on holiday, sooner or later she will make Jingqi Cheng tempted.

"The people around the prince are very tight, and I have thought of many ways, but I can't find anything."

Zhihan glanced at Xiangjun, waste! I can't do this little thing.

As the saying goes, if you don't know Jing Qicheng's preferences, how can you get twice the result with half the effort?

Who knows how Meng combs his eyebrows and pesters his cousin, making her cousin miss her.

Finally, she is not in the palace now, and she has to seize the opportunity.

"In short, I don't believe in the seamless iron bucket in the world, whether it's spending money or other means, you have to find a way to arrange an eyeliner next to your cousin, you know?"

Xiangjun immediately said that he would do his best.

It is strange to say that from the next day, Jing Qicheng closed the door and did not allow anyone to visit.

The daily food was delivered by Aunt Song, and no one else was allowed to go near his yard.

Zhihan had doubts in her heart, so she found an excuse to find Aunt Song to find out the tone.

"Oh, it's the prince's old problem, when the weather gets colder, his legs will hurt, and the prince has a bad temper, for fear that he will hurt people, so he won't let others in."

Zhihan can be said to be skeptical of Aunt Song's words.

She had heard a lot of rumors about Jing Qicheng when she was in Jiangnan before, but after arriving in the capital, she found that he was completely different from the rumors.

Zhihan is thoughtful, and she is not an ordinary noblewoman, and she is also vaguely aware that there seems to be some hidden secrets in Jing Qicheng.

She thought about it, stuffed some gold into the guards guarding the courtyard, and said that she wanted to ask them to make it easier.

"Miss Cousin, don't embarrass your subordinates, I can't let you in."

The people around Jing Qicheng are soft and hard, and Zhihan can't help it.

But the more this happened, the more she felt that something was wrong.

Meng combed his eyebrows and looked at what Mo Han brought, very satisfied.

She asked Mo Han how the palace was doing.

"Not so good."

"What do you mean it's not so good?"

Mo Han hesitated for a moment, and said that Jing Qicheng had instructed him not to tell Meng to comb his eyebrows, so he couldn't say it.

Meng combed his eyebrows and slapped the table, don't forget who is his master.

Listening to Mo Han's words, Meng stood up with a pout, why didn't he tell himself about such an important matter earlier.

Zhihan took Xiangjun to walk around Jing Qicheng's yard every day, wanting to see if there was a chance to see Jing Qicheng, but these guards wouldn't even put a fly in except Aunt Song.

Just when she was helpless, she suddenly saw Meng combing her eyebrows.

Didn't she go back to the country's mansion, why is she back now?

Meng combs her eyebrows and walked in front of the guards, Zhihan saw that the guards had stopped her, and she was happy, who knew that Meng combs her eyebrows were slapped twice.

"Dare to stop this princess, how many heads do you have!"