Song Zhiyao propped herself up with both hands, regardless of the pain in her body, and looked at Meng Lianfeng with a look of panic and disbelief.

She thought that they were on one front, at least for the sake of her suffering such shame and grievances now, she had to calculate for her no matter what, and she couldn't let Song Huaci use the name of the princess to gain prestige for a while.

However, in the end, he thought wrongly, Meng Lianfeng saw her stunned appearance, he was angry from the heart, and continued: "You are now being tortured like this by the Song Painting Temple, isn't it the one who lost this prince!" It is really stupid to make this prince a little shorter in front of Meng Zhaoyan again! ”

Song Zhiyao unconsciously shed tears, and her face became even more sad, Meng Lianfeng sneered at the moment, which made her completely cold.

On the one hand, Song Huaci used her identity to pressure her and force her to admit her guilt, and on the other hand, Meng Lianfeng did not save her when she saw death, and she had no affection for her at all.

Song Zhiyao was unwilling, she couldn't just swallow her anger, Song Huaci had persecuted her so much, she would definitely get it back from her.

"Your Highness, even if I do something wrong this time, I will admit my guilt, but as His Highness said, the Song Painting Temple pressed me as a princess, and His Royal Highness was bound to be shorter than the three princes, why didn't His Highness think about suppressing the arrogance of the Song Painting Temple, and it would be a good loss of face for the three princes."

Of course, Meng Lianfeng knew that Song Zhiyao had changed his way now and wanted to make himself stand up for her, and he really didn't want to worry about Song Zhiyao's affairs.

Song Zhiyao has not married him yet, and the matter of the marriage contract has not yet been spread, and the things in the Song Mansion have nothing to do with him, so why should he go to this troubled water.

Meng Lianfeng said disdainfully: "Your internal affairs in the Song Mansion, no matter how long this prince's hand is, he can't reach in, and he doesn't have to use this to trick me, if this prince really believes your words, it will be extremely stupid." ”

"Your Highness, you ......" Song Zhiyao couldn't help but feel angry.

Meng Lianfeng turned around casually, and said as he walked out: "Miss Song, do it yourself, this prince will come to see you next time." ”

After that, he had already walked to the door, and without waiting for Song Zhiyao to continue, he pushed the door out directly.

A piece of sunlight leaked out of the door, and it was suddenly taken away, and Song Zhiyao's eyes were cloudy.

Song Taifu and his party were still waiting outside the door, and when they saw Meng Lianfeng coming out, they hurriedly arched their hands and said, "Your Highness." ”

Meng Lianfeng waved his hand, excused the group, and said, "The eldest lady's injury is quite serious, and I hope that Lord Taifu will take care of it, don't make this prince feel distressed." ”

Meng Lianfeng's words were neither yin nor yang, and Mrs. Song didn't know whether this was good or bad, so he had to respond, "Yes, Your Highness, the sun is turning positive, and it's almost noon, does Your Highness want to stay in the Mansion for dinner?" ”

Meng Lianfeng waved his hand and said, "No, I won't bother Master Taifu, this prince still has something to do, so I will leave first." ”

Mrs. Song saluted again and said, "Send it to Your Highness." ”

Personally sending people out of the house, Mrs. Song thought for a while, stopped going to see Song Zhiyao, and went straight back to the study.

Mrs. Yao watched outside, and she didn't know what Meng Lianfeng meant by such an expression, so she had to watch Mrs. Song walk away, and then quietly entered the ancestral hall.

Song Zhiyao sat on the bed table dejectedly, staring at the dark floor in front of her, not knowing what she was thinking.

Mrs. Yao looked at it and wondered in her heart, why is it like this, the fifth prince came to see Yao'er, she shouldn't have reacted like this.

Mrs. Yao approached, and then saw Song Zhiyao's red eyes in the light on the candlestick, and she sighed in her heart, and hurriedly asked, "Yao'er, what happened?" How did you talk to the Five Princes? ”

It's okay not to mention this, but as soon as Song Zhiyao mentions this, infinite grievances come to mind, "Mother, the fifth prince has no intention of helping me......

"Huh? Why? ”

Mrs. Yao sat next to Song Zhiyao and raised her hand to take Song Zhiyao's face, so that she could see clearly that her face was full of vertical and horizontal tears.

"Mother, the fifth prince said that I was extremely stupid and unwilling to come to the rescue, and he watched me suffer such a shame and did not act, what should I do?"

Song Zhiyao hugged Mrs. Yao into her arms and cried, Mrs. Yao was obviously shocked by Song Zhiyao's words, and she didn't react for a long time, Song Zhiyao didn't like Mrs. Yao blindly ignoring her, raised her head and called, "Mother......

"Ah......" Mrs. Yao came back to her senses and frowned: "The fifth prince ignores you, this ...... There's nothing I can do about it......"

"Don't, I don't want it, I must let the Song Painting Temple taste the bitter fruit, mother, you can think of a way for me!"

Mrs. Yao looked embarrassed, even Meng Lianfeng didn't help Song Zhiyao, she really couldn't think of any way, although she had a lot of power in the house, but everything had to get in the way of Mrs. Song's face, and she couldn't do whatever she wanted.

And this time, Mrs. Song expressed her attitude and didn't want to get involved in the Song Painting Temple's decision, and she had no idea where to start.

"Yao'er, this time, let's forget it, eat a loss, and call it the Song Painting Temple next time......"

"No way!" Song Zhiyao's eyes were dark, and she rejected Mrs. Yao's words, and said: "I don't feel at ease when the Song Painting Temple is at ease, mother, if you don't help me, I'll do it myself!" When I'm healed, I'll make her look good! ”

Mrs. Yao was secretly frightened, she had never seen Song Zhiyao like this, and asked, "Yao'er, what are you going to do?" ”

Song Zhiyao pushed Mrs. Yao away and said sharply: "If you don't help me, forget it, why should I tell you, mother, you should be your rich wife!" ”

Mrs. Yao only felt heartbroken when she heard this, and hurriedly said: "Yao'er, you tell your mother, you are grounded now, how can it be easy to do anything, and when you are injured, maybe the Song Painting Temple has already returned to the palace with a group of people." ”

Song Zhiyao pondered for a moment, Mrs. Yao had softened at the moment, and it was indeed more convenient to ask her to do it.

Mrs. Yao continued: "If you have any plans and tell your mother, wouldn't it be more convenient for your mother to help you do it?" ”

Song Zhiyao nodded, asked Mrs. Yao to put her ear in front of her, and whispered for a moment.

The more she talked about the back, the more surprised Mrs. Yao's face became, and after taking Song Zhiyao to finish speaking, Mrs. Yao immediately said urgently: "Yao'er, how can you say such a thing as a woman in a boudoir?" I can't do it, I can't do it...... In the future, such thoughts can no longer be had! ”

Song Zhiyao was originally proud of this thought, but she only felt that it was foolproof, but she didn't expect to be vetoed by Mrs. Yao as soon as she said it, and she was instantly anxious, and said coquettishly: "Mother, how can you be like this, isn't this plan very good?" ”

Mrs. Yao's face turned pale and said, "What's good, this kind of thing that destroys people's innocence is not something you can do!" ”

Song Zhiyao said angrily: "It's not to ruin my innocence, mother, what are you anxious about!" ”

"This is not something you should be able to say, women's chastity is the heaviest, Yao'er, you ......"

"Say no more!" Song Zhiyao turned her head to stare at Mrs. Yao, and said, "If my mother doesn't help me, I will do it myself, mother, don't stop me!" ”

"Yao'er, do you have to do this?" Mrs. Yao looked at her blankly.

Song Zhiyao didn't speak, but her eyes had already told her the answer.