Ziyan was stunned for a moment, then immediately knelt down, saying that he was talking too much, and then knelt on the ground and began to palm.

"That's enough, let's stop."

Seeing that Ziyan's face was already red, Wang Qifu asked her to stop.

Ziyan was a maid personally selected for her by Mrs. Youxiang, in order to remind her at all times, so that she should focus on the overall situation at all times.

Even if he was wronged or even risked his life, he had to save the Wang family and the prince.

Women are originally lowly bodies, even if they are concubines.

"You go out, I want to be alone."

Wang Qifu sat alone on the collapse, her heart was a little cold, she was just alone.

Meng was tasting the pastries made in the small kitchen, when his nose suddenly itched, and he couldn't help sneezing, and the powdered sugar sprinkled on the pastries flew up, like a puff of green smoke.

"Miss, the money has already been sent."

Looking at the account book that Chun Xing brought, Meng Combrow looked at the silver spent with a pen and felt very painful.

With so much money, how long will it take me to earn it back?

Chun Xing looked at her sad expression, and couldn't help laughing, Miss said before what is this called, investment, saying that these silver are very worthwhile, but now it is not the same distress.

The silver was given to the poor scholars in the name of the Guogong Mansion, so that they could prepare well for the imperial examination.

In fact, Chun Xing didn't understand that the silver was taken out from the Chen Palace, so why should it be sent out in the name of the Guogong Mansion?

"Jing Qicheng is just a prince in the end, if he wins people's hearts on the bright side, not to mention whether he will be jealous of the prince, even others will talk about it, saying that he is ambitious."

But under the banner of the Guogong Mansion, it is different.

Meng Guogong is also a scholarly family, he likes to dance and write ink on weekdays, he is close to the students, and no one can find fault with him.

Even if someone linked this matter to the Chen Palace, she still had room for explanation.

As for those students, if they get the money, if they can leap into the dragon gate in the imperial examination, they will also remember the kindness of the Guogong Mansion, and thank themselves for being the daughter of the Duke of Meng.

There are some things, in fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see the doorway, but even if he knows, Meng combs his eyebrows and thinks carefully, and he will not give those people a chance to make trouble.

Chun Xing listened to Meng comb her eyebrows and said so much, although she still didn't understand it a little, but she knew that what Miss did must be right.

"What are you whispering?"

Meng combed his eyebrows and raised his eyes, it was Jing Qicheng who came back.

Recently, the emperor has summoned Jing Qicheng into the palace more and more times, and Meng Combrow knows that the emperor has begun to treat him as a prince.

"It's nothing, it's just a little thing."

Seeing that Jing Qicheng was in a good mood today, Meng combed his eyebrows and asked him if there was anything good.

"It's not a good thing for me, but it should be a great joy for my father."

The concubine in the palace is pregnant.

"Really?"

It has been five or six years since the last time a prince was born, and the child died shortly after birth, and now the emperor can have a new child when he is over half a hundred years old, and the emperor is naturally very happy.

Concubine Yue has been named Concubine Yue, and the emperor will renovate Tongyuxuan for her to live in.

"There is one more prince, aren't you worried?"

"If even a baby is scared, then I don't have to fight about anything."

Jing Qicheng suddenly hugged Meng Comb's waist.

The warm breath in his mouth hit her earlobe, causing a fine layer of goosebumps on her skin.

"And do you like children?"

Chun Xing had already gone out very discerningly, closed the door by the way, and stood not far away guarding the door of the courtyard.

Meng combed his eyebrows and felt that his mouth was a little dry, is the weather so hot today?

She swallowed involuntarily, always feeling that something was about to happen.

Jing Qicheng's fingertips rubbed Meng's small chin, making her itch slightly.

The atmosphere was just right now, and through the mask, Meng combed his eyebrows and saw that Jing Qicheng's eyes were already full of lust.

Eating and drinking sex is also, they are both men and women who eat and drink, and they have worshiped heaven and earth, so it is reasonable for something to happen.

I don't know when, the atmosphere in the house is as warm as a spring day, and the subtle birdsong can be heard clearly.

The man seemed to be self-taught about this kind of thing, one hand of Meng Combrow's eyebrows was holding Jing Qicheng's mask, and the other hand was tightly held in the palm of his hand.

Meng combed his eyebrows and kissed the scar on his face, although Jing Qicheng was already very restrained, but the mood to have this woman was so urgent that he couldn't wait for a second.

Although neither of them has said their hearts to each other, they both know very well that they have their own in each other's hearts.

Commitment, future, they don't need it at the moment, all they want now is each other's temperature.

Meng combed her eyebrows as if she had seen her previous life, she was walking in the warm sun, the man smiled at herself, his heart was beating fast, the white light flashed in front of him, and he didn't know whether he was awake or dreaming.

The red tent is warm, and the spring night is worth a thousand gold.

In the early morning of the next day, Meng combed her eyebrows and lay in Jing Qicheng's arms, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

In fact, she had already woken up, and she felt a little embarrassed just thinking about the scene last night, and she didn't know what kind of expression to use to face Jing Qicheng, so she simply pretended to be asleep.

Jing Qicheng looked at the person in his arms, obviously his breathing was a little uneven, and he pretended to be so similar.

He didn't tear her down, just stroked her long hair slightly.

Su Xi didn't comb his hair, and his hair was shouldered.

Wan Shenlang's lap, where is not pitiful.

Meng Combrow felt that it was really comfortable to lie on him like this, Jing Qicheng's figure was very strong, and his abdominal muscles and chest muscles were distinct, which was much better than the cold jade pillow.

His muscles felt so good, she was lazy like a koala, intentionally or unintentionally brushing his chest, Jing Qicheng couldn't help but press her under him again.

Early in the morning, Meng combed his eyebrows, this is playing with fire!

Seeing that someone seemed to be about to start again, Meng Combrow quickly opened his eyes and begged for mercy, but Jing Qicheng didn't care about this.

While the two of them were arguing, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Miss, lord, are you up?"

Disturbed by Chun Xing again, Jing Qicheng's face was very unpleasant.

It seems that he really wants to set rules for Chunxing, and when they don't get up in the future, Chunxing is not allowed to speak casually.

"The people around me are not the kind of rude maids, there must be something."

She got up and put on a piece of clothing, and asked Chun Xing through the door what was wrong early in the morning.

"Miss, someone is coming to the palace, I'm in a hurry, I said I must see you, you should hurry up and take a look."

So early? Isn't something big going on?