After not seeing Meng Zhaoyan answer for a long time, Song Huaci raised his eyes to look at him, only to hear Meng Zhaoyan sigh, and said a little helplessly: "This king originally saw that Miss Song pretended to be hard in front of the palace maid, so he let her go back first." Now it seems to have helped. ”

How do you listen to this, how can there be a kind of meaning that the Song Painting Temple spends the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Song Huaci saw that Meng Zhaoyan directly made it clear that she was suspicious of him, and there was a trace of embarrassment on her face.

"The courtier has no intention of offending His Highness, and His Highness forgives her sins."

"This king is not to blame you, you don't have to be so careful." Meng Zhaoyan's tone suddenly became less gentle, but smiled, and became more solemn: "This king has said many times that between you and me, there is no need for so many courtesies. Again, there is no need for so much suspicion. ”

Listening to Meng Zhaoyan generously pointing out the problems between them in a tone that did not seem to be fake, it seemed sharp, but after a little thought, Song Huaci understood that he was actually telling Song Huaci his attitude and thoughts, and also forced her to look at this matter directly, make a decision, and refuse to get along with each other in the future.

This is undoubtedly a promise, a promise that cannot be fouled once it has been made. The willow eyebrows of the Song Painting Temple frowned slightly, and his head quickly weighed the pros and cons. And Meng Zhaoyan didn't force her, and waited patiently for her to figure it out.

If they had promised him, their relationship would have been much closer than before. She doesn't have to worry about her secret leaking from the Three Princes for the time being, and she may also get some of the convenience benefits given by the Three Princes. But this means that she recognizes that she is a person on the side of the Three Princes, and is on the opposite side of the Song Mansion.

If she doesn't agree, then even if she marries the third prince in the future, she will not be trusted by him. It just so happened that the relationship between her and the Song Mansion was not good, and if she fell out with the third prince, she would have nowhere to go.

This is fundamentally a multiple-choice question.

After a while, Song Huaci raised his head, looked directly at Meng Zhaoyan's open eyes, and suddenly burst into a bright smile: "The three princes have their own hills and valleys in their chests, and they are narrow-minded courtiers."

Meng Zhaoyan couldn't help but bow his head when he saw her comprehend his meaning so quickly and make a decision. With a slight movement of her slender fingers, the wheelchair was pushed alongside hers.

"I haven't answered this king yet, do you want a medical book?"

"The courtiers are unwilling to live up to His Highness's good intentions, so naturally they want it."

At the end of the question and answer, both of them turned their heads sideways, looked at each other and smiled, comfortable and natural.

"Like this apricot delicate?" Meng Zhaoyan reached out and stroked Xingjiao's sparse petals.

Song Huaci raised his eyebrows slightly, and also looked at Xingjiao and said: "I can't talk about liking, it's just ......"

Before the words were finished, I heard a laugh from behind me: "Hahaha, isn't this the third brother and the future third sister-in-law." Why, the third brother cultivated his feelings and cultivated them in the palace? ”

The two turned around and looked, and sure enough, it was the fifth prince Meng Lianfeng.

Song Huaci bowed lightly and did not answer. Meng Zhaoyan, on the other hand, regained his calm and cold appearance after turning the wheelchair, and replied lightly: "But I happened to meet Miss Song."

"The third brother has always been steady and self-controlled, and he strictly abides by the rules. But seeing a beauty today is different, and I can take the initiative to stop and enjoy the flowers with the beauty. Meng Lianfeng looked playful, saying Meng Zhaoyan, in fact, at the same time alluding to the Song Painting Temple.

On weekdays, as long as Meng Lianfeng didn't make big trouble, Meng Zhaoyan didn't bother to perfunctory him, so he just sent him away with an indifferent look. Today, seeing that Meng Lianfeng was looking for trouble, and he was also targeting the Song Painting Temple everywhere, and his words were disrespectful, Meng Zhaoyan felt a little unhappy in his heart.

Meng Zhaoyan glanced up at the Song Painting Temple, shook her head slightly, and motioned for her not to talk much. Then he didn't care much about it, and replied lightly: "Taifu Song taught us a "Plum Spectrum" back then, which recorded twenty-six suitables in the world. The king remembers one of the rarest scenes, which is the beauty wearing a hairpin with light makeup. Seeing it today, naturally we can't let it go. ”

Meng Zhaoyan's words not only used Song Taifu to respond to Meng Lianfeng once, but also clearly praised the Song Painting Temple, killing two birds with one stone.

And Meng Lianfeng never looked at these books of mountains, rivers, flowers, birds, fish and insects, and he had never heard of the book "Plum Spectrum" at all. However, Meng Zhaoyan said so much in one breath, he didn't know what to say for a while. But if he didn't answer, it would seem that he had lost Meng Zhaoyan. So he pretended not to care and said: "Mrs. Song's knowledge is profound and rich, and the third brother is very interested."

"Okay." Meng Zhaoyan returned to his taciturn appearance.

Meng Lianfeng looked at Meng Zhaoyan's appearance of not approaching, but he didn't get a favor with Meng Zhaoyan, and the anger in his stomach went towards the Song Painting Temple.

He opened the folding fan with a "pout", approached the Song Painting Temple a little, and said in a tone of "I really think about you": "The stubborn illness of the fourth girl is indeed a little better, but there are many rules in the palace, and it is inevitable that mistakes will occur if you are not careful." Miss Song has not long learned the rules and etiquette of the palace, and it is time for a good student to follow Mrs. Song. ”

When Song Huaci heard this, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart: Meng Lianfeng and Song Zhiyao are a perfect match, and the last time Song Zhiyao came to her courtyard early in the morning, he also used this reason to mock her.

Glancing at Meng Zhaoyan, there was no trace of anger between the eyebrows and eyes of the Song Painting Temple. She stroked the sideburns in her ears and replied calmly: "The courtiers Xie Fifth Prince cares." However, the courtiers walked in the inner palace, and the queen mother had already agreed, and they did not violate the palace rules, so the five princes did not have to worry about the courtiers. ”

"But the fourth girl and the third brother have met privately for so long before marriage, it's not polite." The third prince frowned and looked at the Song Painting Temple with a puzzled expression.

The fifth prince also said that the courtier's stubborn illness will not be long after healing, and her actions are not very clever. The third prince is kind, and when he sees that his courtiers are not at ease outside, he sends his courtiers a ride, and probably the queen mother will understand. "The answer of the Song Painting Temple is reasonable, neither humble nor arrogant.

Meng Zhaoyan looked at the Song Painting Temple when he fought back at Meng Lianfeng, thinking carefully, and he was sure to hit with one blow, and he was full of interest to watch. However, they didn't have much time left, and Meng Zhaoyan felt that he couldn't waste it on Meng Lianfeng anymore.

"Fifth brother, Miss Song is still a foreign daughter, and the fifth brother is inconvenient here, so let's go back first." Meng Zhaoyan didn't wait for Meng Lianfeng to continue to make things difficult for the Song Painting Temple, so he opened his mouth to stop him. The intention of protecting his wife is overflowing, but he is still silent and calm.

Meng Lianfeng was plugged back by Meng Zhaoyan with the loophole in his own words, and it was not impossible to go. The fire in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, but where can he go further? I can only say goodbye and leave.

However, before leaving, Meng Lianfeng still made a final counterattack: "Miss Song's stubborn illness will be cured, and the third brother will naturally understand it." The younger brother then retired, leaving time for the third brother. ”

Of course, his words, Meng Zhaoyan and Song Huaci both chose to ignore them.

Meng Zhaoyan only nodded to Meng Lianfeng and signaled that he could go. Then he regained his smile slightly, turned his back to Meng Lianfeng and asked Song Huaci, "What did you say about this Xingjiaoshu?"

Meng Lianfeng's footsteps that were about to walk just now were sluggish, and after taking a long breath, his steps to leave were faster.

The Song Painting Temple also turned back, and couldn't help laughing out loud. But he felt that it was rude, so he pinched the handkerchief to cover his mouth.

She felt that although Meng Zhaoyan's legs and feet were inconvenient, his head was still smart. And it seems that this Third Highness really defends her fiancée, so he is a little more satisfied with Meng Zhaoyan.

Meng Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows, looking at the appearance of Song Huaci's emotions, he felt strange and happy in his heart. But there was a slightly angry expression on his face: "This king's question is so ridiculous, making Miss Song so out of shape?"

Song Huaci knew that he was deliberate, but he still followed his question and made a panicked look: "The courtiers don't dare, the question of the third prince is very good." If a courtier gives a gift to the three princes, can the three princes forgive the sin of the courtiers? ”

At this moment, Meng Zhaoyan was also interested, and glanced at her: "Vulgar things are exempt."

Song Huaci smiled mysteriously, bowed his waist and saluted: "Can you ask the third prince to pick this apricot for the courtiers?"

Meng Zhaoyan did not hesitate, folded the flowers, and then handed them to the Song Painting Temple.

Song Huaci did not take it, but looked deeply at Meng Zhaoyan's eyes, and said smartly and gently: "His Royal Highness Fang Cai talked about medical books, and the courtiers remembered a book that they had read, and uploading this flower can cure less sleep and more dreams."

Meng Zhaoyan raised his head suddenly, looking at the bright and clean face of the Song Painting Temple, and was surprised in his heart.

How many "surprises" are there waiting for him today?

But Meng Zhaoyan immediately reacted, this is the sincerity of the Song Painting Temple's promise to the other party. She did not tell him her secret, but she paid the "deposit". She was telling him with the facts that she agreed with him and that she would be on his side.

Meng Zhaoyan chuckled. He wondered, did the decision and promise he made today a bit of a trap for himself? At this moment, he just wanted to ask, but he couldn't ask.

Meng Zhaoyan shook his head, for the first time in a person, he experienced the feeling of helplessness and persecution. He raised his eyes, and also responded to the direct gaze of the Song Painting Temple, and still handed Xingjiao to the Song Painting Temple: "This king has received teaching." But this flower Song girl still took it. ”

"That courtier's daughter might as well obey her fate if she is respectful." The Song Painting Temple calmly took the flowers.

When Meng Zhaoyan kept his promise and sent the Song Painting Temple back to Cining Palace, the Queen Mother was waiting for them.

The Queen Mother saw that her grandson got along well with this wooden Song girl, and thought in her heart, anyway, she didn't like Meng Zhaoyan much, although this Song girl was not a good match, but fortunately, she looked good, so she simply set a marriage date for them.

Song Huaci looked at the Queen Mother looking at them with a thoughtful expression, and had a premonition that something might happen later.

Sure enough, the Queen Mother smiled very kindly and once again took the hand of the Song Painting Temple, and said to Mrs. Song: "Mrs. Song, the mourning family looks at the third child and likes the fourth girl very much." This marriage, although it is the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker, but the children are doing well is the most important thing. According to the mourning family, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, why don't we set the wedding date of the two children today? ”

The Queen Mother spoke, where did Mrs. Song dare to say no. So he got up and bowed, and said respectfully to the Queen Mother: "The Queen Mother's marriage is a blessing for the little girl." Everything is up to the Queen Mother. ”

The Queen Mother nodded with satisfaction, completely ignoring the opinions of the two parties, and asked people to invite the people from Qin Tianjian to come.

Qin Tianjian said that two months later, that is, the eighth day of the seventh month, it was a day that was too good to be good, and it was the most suitable for marriage.

So, the wedding of Meng Zhaoyan and Song Huaci was decided. It just so happened that both of them were present, so they thanked the Queen Mother together.

The Song Painting Temple was led out of the palace by Song Taifu, and he was still a little stunned when he sat on the frame of the car back to his home.

Although she has no feelings for the third prince, and there is no room for her to resist in this marriage, she may not pay much attention to it, but it is the first wedding in her two lives, right? She felt a little dazed when she thought that she was about to get married and spent many years with someone who was completely unfamiliar with another person.

It's just that she is still a little glad that the third prince doesn't seem to be hostile to her for the time being, so she told herself that she doesn't have to be so pessimistic.

Just when the Song Painting Temple was still wandering in the sky, thinking about what he would encounter after coming to this world, Mrs. Song's emotionless voice came: "Come to my study."

Den? Song Huaci watched Mrs. Song get out of the car, and was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and replied, "Yes." Then he followed Mrs. Song and got out of the car.

When I arrived at the study, the Song Painting Temple took a special look at the place where I saw the painting last time, and the painting had been picked up. Song Huaci retracted his gaze without a trace, and waited quietly for Song Taifu to speak.

"The Queen Mother has set a wedding date today, and I have a few words to tell you about the marriage." Mrs. Song did not have the joy and excitement of her daughter's imminent marriage, but was very calm, as if it was not his daughter who was given marriage today.

"Yes." Song Huaci also replied in a tone without waves.

"The Song Mansion does not expect you to marry very prominently and glorify the lintel, but I ask you to be safe and happy, and have a smooth life. As a father, I was relieved to see that the three princes were still tolerant and generous to you today. Song Taifu put one hand behind his back and spoke to the Song Painting Temple.

Song Huaci snorted coldly in his heart, he was very disgusted by Mrs. Song's concern on the surface, but he actually didn't care, but he knew that he couldn't tear his face with him at this time, so he could only answer obediently: "Daddy is thoughtful, and my daughter is very grateful in my heart."

Mrs. Song glanced at her lightly, but didn't speak for a long time. He looked out the window at the darkening sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, I heard him sigh slightly: "Your dowry, my father will order the Liu family to give you a lot according to the example of his concubine, and the Song Mansion will also make all the preparations, you don't have to worry about this." As for marrying into the palace in the future, everything will depend on you. As a father, I can't help you for a lifetime. ”

Song Huaci understood that what he meant was that he would not treat her harshly, and the etiquette that should be done would be done. It's just that after getting married, he won't have anything to do with her anymore.

Oh no, it's no longer related to the Song Mansion. After all, she has always been one of his "outcasts".

The Song Painting Temple had long lost hope in Song Taifu, and there was no great disappointment at this time. She still replied respectfully: "Everything is subject to Daddy's wishes."

Seeing that Song Huaci was calm and well-behaved, Mrs. Song stretched her eyebrows slightly, feeling that she was quite sensible. After a few more innocuous instructions, he let her go back.

Song Huaci was anxious to go back to see the medicinal materials that Meng Zhaoyan promised to deliver, and she didn't want to care about Mrs. Song's attitude.

As soon as he returned to the courtyard, he called the girl who came forward to ask for peace, and the Song Painting Temple asked, "Can someone send something today?"

"Yes. This afternoon, a man who looked like a little girl brought a big bag of things, saying that you wanted it, Miss. The slave smelled it, and it seemed to be some kind of medicinal herb. Miss, the slave maid checked, and the person who delivered the things was a steward in the kitchen of the house. ”

She didn't know the plan of the Song Painting Temple, and she didn't know that the Song Painting Temple would be a doctor, so she was a little puzzled when she smelled the medicine. But she was still very responsible and cautious to check the details of the person who sent the things.

Song Huaci was silent for a moment after listening to Qi Jiao's words, and a smile suddenly opened at the corner of his mouth, it seems that the water of the third prince is very deep! Being able to know her movements in the palace so quickly and in every detail today shows that there are many people in the Ouchi Palace. Unexpectedly, even in a Taifu's house, he would also place people, and he could also place people in the kitchen. It's amazing.

Song Huaci personally held the big bag containing medicinal herbs and instructed the concubine: "It is indeed medicinal herbs, I want them to be useful." Today is a day off, and the future martial arts training time will return to the previous time, and there is no need to come at night. ”