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Changyun didn't dare to go far, only guarded outside the door, the other maids in the courtyard had told her to leave, at this time she was the only one left in the courtyard, it was already evening, the daylight was all removed, although the sky was still a little bright, but it was already dark.
In early spring, the evening breeze is still a little cool, and Changyun's body is numb.
Song Qiaoshu saw Chang Yun leaving, but somehow, she completely collapsed, and swept the tea set on the table to the ground at once, and there was a crackling sound, which scared Chang Yun outside the house and the Song Painting Temple in the house.
Before the Song Painting Temple could react, Song Qiaoshu rushed into the arms of the Song Painting Temple with a crying voice, crying: "Ancestral Hall, why, why?!" ”
"Sister, what, why?" Song Huaci frowned, shocked by Song Qiaoshu's movements, thinking about when her sister became like this.
"What did I do wrong, those people insulted me like this one by one, what did I do wrong, but I came to the palace with the ancestral hall, it was even more difficult than the days in the Song Mansion, I would rather be coarse and light all the time, than be so abused in this palace!"
Hearing Song Qiaoshu's meaning that she was leaving the palace, Song Huaci was shocked and said: "Sister, the prince has promised me that such a thing will not happen again, sister doesn't have to care about these things, sister is the kindest person in my heart, why should sister care about the thoughts of a few subordinates!" ”
Song Huaci gently patted her back and comforted: "Since I brought my sister to the palace, my sister only needs to live carefree, and I will definitely protect my sister!" I don't know why those subordinates say that, but from now on, I will never let people say that about my sister again! ”
"Sister, don't be so sad, okay?"
Song Huaci was originally called because of something, it turned out to be a matter of people's mouths, and she was even more angry in her heart, if it weren't for the words of these people, my sister wouldn't be so angry at all!
When Song Qiaoshu heard this, she stopped her tears, she raised her head from Song Huaci's arms, stared at Song Huaci tightly, and said, "Ancestral Hall, you are really good to me, my sister knows." ”
Song Huaci nodded and said, "My sister is really good to me, and I know it." ”
"Then the ancestral hall, tell me again, do you really, don't you have the slightest affection for the prince?"
Song Huaci's heart trembled, and when she thought of the look that Meng Zhaoyan looked at her before, she couldn't say anything.
As soon as this question was asked, Song Huaci would definitely deny it, but at this moment, she was like her tongue was inexplicably knotted, all her voices were blocked in her throat, and she couldn't make a sound at all.
"Ancestral Hall, you're talking!"
The longer the time drags on, the more uneasy Song Qiaoshu becomes, does this prove that the ancestral hall really has a place for the prince in his heart!
So where will she go!
Song Huaci came back to his senses, shook his head slowly, and said, "Sister, I and the prince, as I told you before, are just interests. ”
"Then why did you think about it for so long?" Song Qiaoshu didn't believe it at all, just look at the reaction of the Song Painting Temple.
However, the Song Painting Temple must have denied it, she said slowly: "Sister, I just thought about it seriously, my sister asked me such a question three times and twice, did I see anything, but I admit that I have never done anything with Meng Zhaoyan, except for pretending to be intimate with Meng Zhaoyan in front of outsiders, in private, it must be clear!" ”
She thought for a while, and then said: "I asked my sister before if she misunderstood anything, and my sister didn't tell me clearly, if I didn't know what to say, the misunderstanding could only get bigger and bigger." ”
Song Huaci looked at Song Qiaoshu's eyebrows and asked, "Fang Cai, my sister is crying like this, is it not only because the subordinates are broken, but also because my sister misunderstood me and Meng Zhaoyan?" ”
Song Qiaoshu didn't think that she would be guessed by the Song Painting Temple like this, after all, the Song Painting Temple is the princess who is marrying the princess, and she is only the sister of the princess, no matter whether the Song Painting Temple and Meng Zhaoyan have feelings or not, she should not express her thoughts so clearly.
Hearing this, Song Qiaoshu's face turned pale, three points whiter than when she cried just now, Song Huaci looked distressed, stroked Song Qiaoshu's face and said: "Sister, if you have a grievance, you have to tell the ancestral hall, and the ancestral hall will definitely be able to give you an explanation." The ancestral hall is dedicated to the good of her sister, how can she break her sister's heart! ”
She shook her head embarrassedly and said, "Knowing that my sister is sad for me, I really ...... in my heart."
It's a self-reproach.
Song Huaci never thought that so many inadvertent actions would hurt Song Qiaoshu's heart like this, which strengthened her heart to stay away from Meng Zhaoyan.
Song Qiaoshu shook her head and said sadly: "No, it's not to blame the ancestral hall, it's all my sister's heart." ”
Seeing that Song Qiaoshu finally stopped crying, Song Huaci finally breathed a sigh of relief, and she smiled like she was not sad anymore, it's not my sister's fault, it's all the ancestral hall's, it's the ancestral hall that didn't take good care of my sister, if my sister has any grievances in the future, just tell me, I will definitely get justice for my sister!" ”
Song Qiaoshu looked sad, tired of crying, and didn't want to talk anymore, but still said: "Ci'er, my sister is tired and wants to rest." ”
Song Huaci smiled comfortingly: "Yes, sister, let's have a good rest, send someone to bring dinner, and don't have to make it difficult for my sister to go to the dining room." ”
Song Qiaoshu shook her head and refused: "No need, I'm afraid I won't be able to get up, I don't have to send someone to send it, you and the prince can eat well." ”
"Sister......
Song Qiaoshu gestured to stop Song Qiaoshu from talking again, turned around and walked to the bed, Song Huaci saw this and knew that her sister was really tired, so she didn't say anything more, called Chang Yun to serve Song Qiaoshu, and told Chang Yun to take good care of Song Qiaoshu.
After such a trip, the Song Painting Temple was also really tired, and she had done half of the medicine, and Xiyue came to say that Meng Zhaoyan invited her to enjoy the scenery in the garden, and she was a little bored after staying here for a day, so she readily agreed, but she didn't expect to encounter such a play.
The mood for enjoying the scenery was completely ruined.
Xiyue walked along the side of the road in the palace and looked around, and saw the Song Painting Temple coming out of the Xiwan Pavilion, and rubbed her neck tiredly, hurriedly stepped forward, took a dress, and said: "Princess, the slave can find you, the princess invited the princess to eat in the dining hall, and she has been waiting for a long time." ”
Song Huaci was not in the mood, but he didn't want Meng Zhaoyan to wait for a while, so he nodded tiredly and said, "Lead the way." ”
"Yes."
In the dining hall, Meng Zhaoyan sat in a wheelchair, removed all the servants around him, called the secret guard, and asked, "What did the princess and Miss Song San say?" ”
The dark guard repeated the conversation between the two people he heard word for word, and the more he listened, the more ugly Meng Zhaoyan's face became, the atmosphere in the dining hall was solemn, and the dark guard also silently broke out in a cold sweat.
Meng Zhaoyan, who is usually like a humble gentleman, rarely shows such obvious emotions except when he encounters urgent things.
"That's what the princess said?"
"The subordinates are honest, don't dare to deceive!"