Song Huaci looked at Song Qiaoshu along the housekeeper's words, and saw that her inexplicably pale face from just now not eased at this time, but was even whiter at this time, thinking that it must be what the housekeeper said must have scared my sister again, so she hurriedly said: "Sister, don't be afraid." ”

She turned her head again, looked at the housekeeper, frowned, and said, "I know, it's okay for the prince to do this, you go down first." ”

"Yes, the minions are retired." The housekeeper touched his half-foot beard and retreated with a smile, and his gaze swept over Song Qiaoshu's face as if nothing, breaking her last nerve.

"Let's go out too."

"Yes, the slave and maid are gone."

Xiyue followed the housekeeper and walked away, and Song Huaci felt that Song Qiaoshu's body suddenly trembled uncontrollably, and hurriedly held her hands tightly, and found that her fingertips were surprisingly cold.

"Sister, don't be afraid, it's good that you can't see such things in the future, and I will protect my sister from being involved in such things in the future." Song Huaci comforted in a low voice, and finally saw that Song Qiaoshu's hands began to warm up, and her face began to improve.

She took a long breath, this matter was still remembered by her after all, and she must ask Meng Zhaoyan when she turned around.

"Sister, don't talk about this, tell me, what did Meng Zhaoyan tell you."

Song Qiaoshu rolled her eyes, not daring to look directly at the burning gaze of the Song Painting Temple, the line that had been hanging in her heart was completely broken in the eyes of the housekeeper, she thought that if she still told the Song Painting Temple that she was obsessed with the prince, then the fate of the next person would be hers.

She didn't dare.

Song Huaci raised the corners of Laping's mouth, forced a few laughs, and said: "Ancestral Hall, it was not good to be a sister before, I just thought that I had feelings for the prince in the past, and I never forgot it, so saying that to Ancestral Hall, it was actually just a joke." ”

She patted the hand of the Song Painting Ancestral Hall, sat away quietly, and continued: "Don't blame me, it's just that I didn't understand my heart at that time, but the young man's heart has thoughts about the prince, how can I take it seriously......"

She lowered her eyes, a burst of melancholy, as if it was true or false, but in the eyes of the Song Painting Temple, it seemed to admit her mistake.

Teenage heart?

Is that the case?

Song Huaci smiled bitterly, "My sister's youthful temperament made me a bad person and made a joke, I told Meng Zhaoyan like that, he was half angry and half dead, but in the end he still did my wish, but in the end my sister said that it was just a joke......"

"What stupid thing I did!"

Song Huaci has a bitter face, Meng Zhaoyan has a good temper in the end, and he is not angry when he gets that result, and he has to face his own doubts.

She is full of remorse now, and she just wants to say sorry to Meng Zhaoyan.

Where Song Huaci didn't see it, Song Qiaoshu clenched her fists tightly, and her nails were deep in her palms.

She admits Meng Zhaoyan's gentleness, she has a sincere heart, and she only has a bad heart.

Song Qiaoshu smiled suddenly, she let go of the hand, the pain was hidden in the sleeve handkerchief, and looked at the Song Painting Temple, "Yes, my sister knows her mistake, fortunately the prince didn't blame you and me, otherwise my sister would really go to the prince to ask for the guilt, and I don't know, if there is such a trouble, will the palace still tolerate me......"

"Sister, don't think about it," Song Huaci hurriedly stopped her words, "I brought you to the palace to get out of the place where the Song Mansion eats people and doesn't spit out bones, since Meng Zhaoyan promised me, he must protect you and me, otherwise, if he doesn't believe it, he, the prince, will be in vain." ”

Song Qiaoshu nodded weakly, and said: "Go back and talk to the prince, my sister is a little tired, I want to rest for a while, and I won't go to dinner, just ask the kitchen to bring me some." ”

"Then sister, you can rest, I won't bother you."

Song Qiaoshu hummed lightly, her eyebrows seemed to be covered with clouds, and she finally didn't ask Song Huaci to see it.

Song Huaci went out after a few more words, Xiyue saw her come out, and hurriedly stepped forward, for what happened just now, she was still apprehensive, and no one paid attention to it, so she asked: "Fortunately, the princess came out later, you don't know, that scene at that time was very bloody, and the slaves and maids didn't dare to look at it......"

"See the man who was beaten?"

Xiyue shook her head, "No, when I came out, I had already finished the fight, and only a pool of blood remained on the ground, and that person was also seriously injured." ”

The Song Painting Temple twisted its eyebrows again, but no longer spoke.

Back to the Huiyan Pavilion, Meng Zhaoyan sat in the center of the small pavilion built by the water in the courtyard and sat and read, so uncomfortable, the Song Painting Ancestral Hall retreated from the sunset, walked forward, and said: "Lord Yaxing, watch the scenery and read the book." ”

Meng Zhaoyan raised his head when he heard this, the corners of his mouth unconsciously smiled, and said, "How did the princess ask?" ”

Song Huaci touched his nose with his right hand, and felt embarrassed when he thought that he didn't believe that Meng Zhaoyan had to go to explore the truth and truth, and Meng Zhaoyan was not in a hurry to wait for her to answer, and said loudly to Xiyue who was standing in the distance: "Xiyue, go get a cloak for the princess." ”

Xiyue answered loudly, turned around and entered the house, Meng Zhaoyan looked at the Song Painting Temple and smiled casually, "The wind is cool at night, the ancestral hall is just sick, don't catch a cold again." ”

Song Huaci sat down, and said, "Thank you." ”

"It doesn't matter."

There was a moment of silence.

Song Huaci lowered his head, and the hem of his robe was about to be wrinkled by himself, before he finally spoke, "I asked my sister......"

Meng Zhaoyan stretched out his hand and stopped her words, it turned out that Xiyue handed over the cloak, plain fabric, wrapped in white fox skin on the side, and it was very warm to look at.

Meng Zhaoyan took the cloak and followed the action to tie it to the Song Painting Temple, for a while the two were very close, the Song Painting Temple's cheeks were hot for no reason, but Meng Zhaoyan's breath was cold, her fingertips seemed to have rubbed her neck, and she also felt the coolness spread to her bones through her skin, one hot and one cold both impacted, she couldn't help but shiver.

"I'm sorry, I've been outside for a long time, and my body is a little cold."

Meng Zhaoyan's body retracted, and the feeling of suffocation also dissipated, but the Song Painting Temple was a little subconsciously reluctant.

She didn't care too much, and said, "Ask Xiyue to help you get one too, right?" ”

Meng Zhaoyan smiled, "It's okay." ”

He smiled, his eyelids raised, and his eyes seemed to overflow with starlight.

Song Huaci was stunned, Kankan looked away, and then said: "Sister, as you said, she is wrong, and I am wrong." ”

"Meng Zhaoyan, I'm sorry I've been messing with you for so long."

The shame in her eyes was obvious, and Meng Zhaoyan was a little distressed, the two were separated by half a round table, he moved closer silently, his eyes were clear and gentle, but the Song Painting Temple with his eyes lowered could not be seen, as if like this, they were always looking at one and hiding the other.

It's been a long time, and there's no end in sight for a long time.

"Ancestral Hall, although I was angry at that time, I didn't say angry words."

"What?" The Song Painting Temple finally raised its head, and suddenly crashed into his eyes like a deep pool, as if warming up in March, and flowing back to life.

He sighed softly, "I said that I only have you as a princess, and there is no second person." ”

"I ......" Song Painting Ancestral Hall turned his head and avoided the sight, but he felt that he could not avoid it, and he could always perceive it.

"I know, the emperor's assassination marriage, I can't escape, I simply marry you, there is an agreement between us, you protect me for the rest of my life, this princess, I will do it for the rest of my life."

She raised her head, her eyes were determined to fight to the death, and she said slowly: "But there is no more." ”

But there is no more.

It was cold in March, and he seemed to feel the coldness of his fingertips at this moment, and he shivered lightly.