The Song Painting Temple no longer consumed their patience, and said straight to the point: "I will marry the third prince in a few days, I don't expect you to add makeup to me, but I can't miss a single dowry as the concubine of the Song Mansion."

"Okay." It's just some money, not as important as her daughter's life, Yao's promise is simple.

"After the wedding, I will bring my sister to the Prince's Mansion together, and you must not stop it."

Yao frowned: "There has never been such a rule, it is unreasonable, and adults will not agree."

Song Huaci glanced at her and knew that she still wanted to hold Song Qiaoshu in her hand and threaten her. But how could she give him this opportunity?

"Daddy, I'll convince you, you can't get in the way."

Yao had no choice but to agree.

"Alright, that's all. This bottle of medicine can be managed until the day I get married, and as long as you don't have trouble during this period, I will give you all the antidote after I get married. If I find out that you are still harming people behind your back, then the poison of the big sister does not need to be solved. After Song Huaci finished speaking, he gave a bottle of medicine to Yao's family, and then ignored them.

Including Yao and Song Zhiyao, everyone was a little confused. So the Song Painting Ancestral Hall spent so much effort just for the above two conditions that didn't have much impact?

But seeing that the Song Painting Ancestral Hall let this matter go, the Yao family and Song Zhiyao were naturally unwilling to stay here longer. Although he still hated the threat of the last deadline of the Song Painting Ancestral Hall, Song Zhiyao's life was still in the hands of the Song Painting Ancestral Hall.

Pulling Song Zhiyao up from the ground, Yao pulled her back without looking back.

The rest of the secret guards all retreated, and only the Song Painting Temple, Wei Er, Hui Fang, and Qi Juan were left in the wing.

"Do you think I've let them go too easily?" Song Huaci's smile finally reached his eyes, and he raised his eyebrows and smiled.

These words existed in everyone's hearts, and when they were said by the Song Painting Temple, everyone's eyes showed curiosity.

"One, I punished Song Zhiyao because she wanted to harm me, and it was not my purpose to put her to death. Besides, the medicine I gave her was enough for her. ”

Song Huaci is an out-and-out doctor, and her duty to integrate blood and bones is to save people. She can't be willing to fight and suffer, and repay her grievances with virtue, but she will never kill people when there is still a possibility.

"Second, there are only two things I can let their mother and daughter do now, and they don't have such a big weight in the rest of the things."

This is to say that Yao's mother and daughter are not qualified.

"Three, Song Zhiyao is a chess piece in the hands of Mrs. Song, if I really hurt her, my father will be able to come over directly tomorrow and give me a hard beating."

Song Zhiyao's weight in Song Taifu is much larger than her Song Painting Temple.

In the end, Song Huaci concluded: "Like Song Zhiyao, God will clean her up, I just need to add a fire."

"It's obviously cutting the grass and not eradicating the roots, so if you say this, this king seems to be a little reasonable." Before the three of them could react, Zhou Zhun pushed Meng Zhaoyan in.

Everyone saluted, and Meng Zhaoyan waved them away, leaving only him and the Song Painting Temple.

As soon as Song Huaci saw Meng Zhaoyan, he remembered that he forced her to kiss the night before, and his ears were a little red. Although she didn't want to deal with Meng Zhaoyan very much, people helped her so much today.

Song Huaci thought about it and poured a cup of tea for Meng Zhaoyan first.

"What are you doing standing so far away from this king?" Meng Zhaoyan pretended not to know, and teased the Song Painting Temple with a straight face.

Song Huaci knew that he did it on purpose, so he didn't accept it: "The wedding date is imminent, and you must keep the ceremony."

Meng Zhaoyan didn't annoy her, but joked with her: "Haha, the ancestral hall is crossing the river and demolishing the bridge."

Song Huaci's apricot eyes widened slightly, and his mouth opened and closed, but he didn't know how to answer him.

When did they get on such a good relationship? Ancestral Hall? Is that his name? When did she allow it?

Song Huaci knew that he couldn't compete with her, so he simply didn't speak.

Meng Zhaoyan knew the measure, and was not in a hurry for quick success, so he stopped after a little further action. He picked out the issues that the Song Painting Temple was interested in, and he was not afraid that the Song Painting Temple knew that he was listening to the foot of the wall outside just now.

He asked softly, "You want to take your sister into the house?"

When Song Huaci heard this, his first reaction was not to think about how to get the three princes to agree, but to ...... What conditions does Meng Zhaoyan want to take in exchange?

I really can't blame the heart of the villain of the Song Painting Temple, it is really Meng Zhaoyan's city mansion that is too deep and has a criminal record, so that the Song Painting Temple realizes that you must be careful when talking to him, and you will be cheated if you are not careful.

Meng Zhaoyan looked at her as if she was facing a great enemy, and she really felt funny. Without waiting for the Song Painting Temple to finish, he said: "You can bring whoever you want, you don't have to look at other people's faces, Song Taifu will go and say it."

That's it...... Simply agreed? Song Huaci was stunned for a moment before thanking: "Courtier, thank Your Highness for your grace."

Meng Zhaoyan bowed slightly, motioning for her to get up.

The feeling of the Song Painting Temple at the moment is really unknown how to describe. This third prince, everything depends on his mood, right? So if she hugs her thighs in the future, will she still have to learn to read minds?

"All that the king did for you that day has been done today. You have taken advantage of this king completely, and threatened others with the king's people to ask for your own dowry? Meng Zhaoyan seems to have just remembered this, and he seems to be reproachful?

"Just borrowing His Highness's secret guard, His Highness will be to blame?" Song Huaci looked at Meng Zhaoyan and smiled slightly, not showing timidity. She believes that Meng Zhaoyan still has this bit of energy.

Meng Zhaoyan smiled: "It's okay. Today's matter, this king thinks that the ancestral hall has handled it well. The doctor is benevolent, and if he is really ruthless so far, he is not a shrine. ”

Meng Zhaoyan's faint and unintentional appearance made Song Huaci's heart move and raise his eyes to look at him.

Song Huaci smiled slowly: "The courtiers thought that His Royal Highness would approve of 'cutting the grass and eradicating the roots'."

"Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots is just one of the many options, but if the fifth brother can't make a plan today, he will definitely have another plan, have you ever thought about what to do?"

Song Huaci pursed his lips and pondered for a moment, thinking that Meng Zhaoyan must have a plan, so he asked with a smile: "Your Highness, might as well talk about it?"

"You're going to be lazy. If you want the king to say yes, but what will the ancestral hall take? ”

Again? The alarm bell in the head of the Song Painting Temple is great. She glanced at Meng Zhaoyan's legs that couldn't stand up, and she was still not at ease, so she decided to say hello first: "What does Your Highness want?"

"This king thinks that the weather is good today, and the spring flowers by the Aochun Lake in the suburbs of Beijing are gradually blooming, and I want to take you to the lake to enjoy the flowers, but it seems that the ancestral hall is not very willing?"

Are you sure it's just a lake to enjoy the flowers? But Song Huaci couldn't think of a reason to refuse, if she refused, listening to Meng Zhaoyan's meaning, the fifth prince would have to deal with it herself?

Song Huaci could only agree: "It is the honor of His Royal Highness to invite the courtiers, how can you not want to."

"Okay, King Ming asked people to pick you up from the Song Mansion. As for the fifth brother, this king will deal with it, so you don't have to worry. ”

So from beginning to end, the Song Painting Temple didn't know how Meng Zhaoyan was going to deal with the five princes.

On this day, in the wing room, Meng Zhaoyan was completely powerless except for the Song Painting Ancestral Hall, which was called a "ancestral hall", but he did not make any other moves. After agreeing to go to the lake tomorrow, I said a few words to her and left.

Song Huaci thought that he would ask her about the "king lot" drawn today, but he didn't mention a word, as if he didn't know anything about it.

Song Huaci felt that Meng Zhaoyan's attitude was a little strange recently, and she was completely unsure of what kind of mentality he had. With him, she can only act at the opportunity, and she feels more tiring than fighting wits and courage with Meng Lianfeng and Song Taifu.

After the Song Painting Temple freshened up, he lay on the bed, thinking about Meng Zhaoyan's words.

In fact, she wasn't worried about Jingjiao Lake, she was just worried about what Song Qiaoshu should say there.

She promised Song Qiaoshu to help her win over Meng Zhaoyan's heart, but she went out to swim with Meng Zhaoyan without permission, letting Song Qiaoshu know how sad she should be.

Song Huaci covered his head with a quilt, and was very embarrassed by Meng Zhaoyan's sudden request.

It would be nice if Song Qiaoshu was in good health, in this case, what a good opportunity to create romance.

This was the last thought of the Song Painting Temple before falling asleep.

Early the next morning, before midnight, she came in and told the Song Painting Temple to get up, saying that the car of the third prince was already waiting outside.

Song Huaci was annoyed, turned over, covered his head with a quilt and continued to sleep. She looked at her helplessly, and could only keep calling her to get up at the risk of being scolded by Song Huaci.

The Song Painting Temple was really annoying, so he grabbed the book next to the pillow and threw it indiscriminately. Qi Wan looked at the sky that had lit up, sighed, and felt that it was really not a way to go on like this, so she could only pick up the book and whisper in the ear of Song Huaci: "Miss, your medical book is broken, and the pages have fallen a lot." ”

"Hmm...... What the? Song Huaci raised his voice suddenly, opened his eyes and looked at Qi Liang in panic.

She knew that the Song Painting Temple had really become more and more sleepy in the past few months. The only way to cure it is probably only medical books and medicinal materials, and it is unpleasant to try and test. But whose young lady still needs to get up like this? Later, when I married into the prince's mansion, I don't know if the third prince can tolerate the young lady.

"Miss, the third prince's car has been waiting outside the temple for two quarters of an hour." She made no secret of the fact that she used medical books to deceive the Song Painting Temple, and said directly to her who was a little sober.

"Oh, my medical book is alright, right?" Song Huaci sat up and asked very sleepily.

"It's okay, it's okay here." She handed the book to the Song Painting Temple.

Song Huaci knew what was wrong with him, so he didn't blame Qijuan, and only told her to freshen herself.

Song Huaci is dressed very lightly, everything is based on simplicity, she is looking for Meng Zhaoyan to be a partner, not a lover, so it is useless to "please yourself". On the contrary, she was afraid that she would dress up too deliberately and make Meng Zhaoyan misunderstand.

sent someone to talk to Yao, and the Song Painting Temple went out of the temple.

The carriage of the Three Princes' Mansion does not look very luxurious and extravagant from the outside, but exudes an air of simplicity. Outside the carriage stood Ci'en and a tall man in a white robe, who met her and greeted her.

"Miss Song, Your Highness is already waiting in the car, so let's help you up." The man in white was affectionate and quite cold, and he didn't say much, but Ci'en spoke with a smile on his face.

Song Huaci also smiled back, nodded and said, "There is Father-in-law Lao." ”

Lifting the curtain, Song Huaci saw Meng Zhaoyan in a wheelchair holding a scroll in his hand, his face was pale and showed a little gentle smile, and he just raised his head to look at her.

Song Huaci entered, lowered the curtain and saluted, silently looking at this carriage that was different from ordinary carriages.

There are only long couches on both sides of this carriage, and the soft couch on the side facing the door seems to have been removed, so that Meng Zhaoyan can place his wheelchair. However, the facilities in the carriage are completely inconsistent with the appearance, and they are very luxurious.

I don't know how many Song painting temples there are, but only two large pieces of red mink on the soft couch are probably enough for ordinary people to spend for several lifetimes. Song Huaci silently thought, such two large pieces of fur are too unenvironmentally friendly.

Meng Zhaoyan wanted to wait for her to finish looking at the carriage at the Song Painting Temple before talking to her, but looking at her so distressed eyes, Meng Zhaoyan was a little strange.

"What kind of object in this carriage of this king has provoked the ancestral hall, you tell this king, and this king will immediately let people leave." Meng Zhaoyan sandwiched the bookmark into the book and fixed it, properly put the book on the table, and looked at the Song Painting Temple to ask questions.

"No, the courtiers just think this mink is very gorgeous." The Song Painting Temple restrained his expression and smiled very decently.

"Well, this mink was just obtained by this king, since the ancestral hall likes it, then this king will let someone send it back to the house for you later." Meng Zhaoyan was very generous.

Song Huaci was silent for a moment, and immediately thought about how to reject him. With such a "hurtful" item, Song Huaci felt that since he couldn't stop it, it was better to be out of sight.

"Your Highness got this new thing, so it was placed in the car, presumably Your Highness loves it, and the courtiers naturally can't take love."

"Well, since the king and the ancestral hall both like it, then put it in the marriage room. If it is not sent to the Song Mansion, the ancestral hall will have to be moved again. Meng Zhaoyan said it very naturally, as if everything was for the sake of the Song Painting Temple.

Song Huacijue's words were so reasonable, she was really speechless, so she had to be silent. However, early in the morning, as soon as we met, I teased her like this, what should I do next?

Zhou Zhun and Ci En sat in front of the car, and of course they could clearly hear the conversation between the two inside. Although they already knew that Meng Zhaoyan was not ordinary to the Song Painting Temple, but today...... Isn't it true that the three princes in it have been dropped? The three princes, who are usually cold to them and don't want to say a word, seem to be their delusion.

It's close to February, and the weather is gradually getting warmer. The lake thaws, the willow trees sprout, the plum blossoms that bloom late have not yet withered, and the peach blossoms in early spring have already contained buds and almost want to bloom. Coming out for a walk can be regarded as soothing the eyes of a boring winter.

Ci'en pushed Meng Zhaoyan, the Song Painting Temple was side by side with him, and Zhou Zhun walked behind them. The Song Painting Temple didn't talk much, and Meng Zhao started the topic mostly, which can be regarded as getting along harmoniously.

"The name of this lake is quite arrogant." Song Huaci remembered the "Aochun Lake" mentioned by Meng Zhaoyan when he traveled last night.

"This lake is called Aochun Lake, just because in March, the spring scenery here is the most beautiful. If you want to come, the king will take you to see it again in March. Meng Zhaoyan patiently explained, not forgetting to bury another pit for the next trip.

Seeing a pavilion, Meng Zhaoyan motioned to go over and take a look. After walking for so long, I must be tired from the Song Painting Temple.

As soon as Meng Zhaoyan and the Song Painting Temple sat down, there were maidservants who brought tea and all kinds of snacks, and the Song Painting Shrine didn't notice where these maidservants came from.

When you go out to see the scenery and bring so much food, the Song Painting Temple has once again refreshed its understanding of the luxury of the ancient aristocracy.

"Take a break, eat something to fill your stomach, and I'll take you to dinner at noon." Meng Zhaoyan motioned to the Song Painting Temple to eat casually.

"Your Highness Xie, that courtier is welcome." Song Huaci carefully looked at the nearly ten kinds of dim sum and picked up her favorite crab roe cake.

After taking a bite, the taste of crab roe suddenly filled the taste buds, full of fragrance. Song Huaci's eyes lit up, and he smiled and ate as much as he could.

But after all, it was in front of Meng Zhaoyan, and Song Huaci felt embarrassed to eat too much, so he only tasted two and wiped his hands and stopped taking them.

"This is made by the cook in His Highness's house? It tastes good. "The Song Painting Temple praised it from the bottom of its heart.

Looking at her like and embarrassed appearance, Meng Zhaoyan felt very interesting for no reason. Following the "wake-up" attribute he already knows, today she discovered a new attribute of "liking food".

"Like?" Meng Zhaoyan's eyes were full of smiles, and he asked out loud.

Song Huaci suddenly felt that she was not as enthusiastic as just now, she was afraid that she would say "I like it", so Meng Zhaoyan said that she would send the cook to the Song Mansion.

The Song Painting Temple pondered for a moment before replying: "The natural taste made by the people in His Highness's mansion will not be bad." ”

Meng Zhaoyan hadn't thought about that place yet, he originally planned that if the Song Painting Temple liked it, he would let people pay more attention to the cooks in this area in the future. But looking at her like this, she knew that her temperament of "never suffering twice in the same place" came again, and Meng Zhaoyan wanted to tease her more and more.

"The ancestral hall will see which dim sum you like the most, and let the cook go to the Song Mansion to make it with you." Meng Zhaoyan had a very serious and kind tone.

I knew it! Song Huaci's heart exploded all of a sudden.

Of course, she can only blow it up in her heart, and in terms of language, she can only blow it up lightly.

"Thank Your Highness for your kindness, Your Highness still carries these snacks with you when you travel, and you must be very fond of it. In this case, those chefs and courtiers can't snatch love with their swords. The Song Painting Temple smiled decently, and the tone was official and polite, which was very similar to the answer in the previous "Mink Incident", and he was too lazy to change the routine.