Song Huaci hurriedly poured himself a cup of tea with a blurred vision, and there was a thunderclap under his hand, I don't know if it was a broken teacup or a teapot, and the powerlessness on her body at that time reached her heart, and after a moment of stunnedness, she suddenly heard a shock by the window.

The window was opened from the outside by an external force, and a figure turned in, and the current appearance of the Song Painting Temple could not see people at all, she was afraid that she would lose her temper in front of outsiders when she was drugged, and the effect of the medicine was ......

It's disgusting!

Someone must have deliberately framed themselves!

The man who came in through the window was tall and burly, and at first glance he was a man!

Song Huaci had a loud alarm bell in her heart, she forcibly suppressed the evil fire on her body, staggered back step by step, stretched out her hand to make a rejection and said to the man: "You ...... Don't come here......"

The man was silent, but still walked towards her, and walked faster and faster, as if he was in a hurry.

Song Huaci retreated to the screen, the jade screen was cold at the moment, she was wearing an undershirt, and she was excited by the cold temperature, only to feel comfortable.

Song Huaci secretly hated the evil thoughts in his heart at this time, at this time there was no way to retreat, the person was about to come to him, Song Huaci was heartbroken, gritted his teeth and said loudly: "......"

Before the words were finished, he was already covered by the person in front of him with one hand and hugged into his arms, and Song Huaci's body was weak and weak, unable to struggle at all, and closed his eyes suddenly.

The man extinguished the lights around her in an instant, and in the darkness, a crystal tear rolled down from the corner of her eye.

Mrs. Yao entered the study at night, took hot tea from the maidservant's hand, and quietly went in.

Mrs. Song also left people dry for a day, and it was not good to look at her face at the moment, seeing that she was coming, she didn't say anything coldly, she drank the hot tea she brought over, and didn't make a sound, just waited for Mrs. Yao to speak.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Mrs. Yao to pull a handkerchief out and wipe the corners of her eyes, and said sadly: "Yao'er has been tortured like this, and it has become a problem to even turn over in bed, but the master hasn't even looked at Yao'er after so long, Yao'er also told me that she misses her father, ...... master."

Mrs. Song was told that she had a headache, and she held her forehead and said, "How is Yao'er's injury?" ”

Mrs. Yao covered her tears and said, "I have asked Lang Zhong to see it, and he said that he was ...... I beat it too hard, my hard-working Yao'er, but I was framed, but I have to be tortured like this......"

As he spoke, he was going to cry again.

Mrs. Song didn't want to be filled with her magic voice anymore, so she hurriedly said perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, Yao'er hasn't slept yet, right?" ”

"Never."

"I'll go see her."

Mrs. Yao hurriedly rejoiced: "The master has a heart, and the concubine will go with you." ”

Mrs. Song snorted lightly, got up and left the study.

The little guy led the way in front, Mrs. Song walked carelessly, just wanted to comfort Song Zhiyao and go back to the room, since Song Huaci came back, Song Zhiyao didn't stop having things, and he had no time to deal with it.

Walking to the door of the ancestral hall, the guards opened the door, but suddenly heard the sound of a tea cup falling to the ground and cracking, followed by Song Zhiyao suddenly asked, "What did you say?" ”

Mrs. Song suddenly stopped, listened carefully, and heard a maid's trembling voice sound, "The slave maid said that when the slave maid was preparing to freshen up the eldest lady in front, she passed by the door of the princess's mansion, but saw a tall man sneaking in at night, and the slave and maid were frightened and didn't dare to stay longer, so they dared to tell the eldest lady at this moment......"

"What do you mean by that? How could the third sister do such a thing as a red apricot out of the wall! Nonsense! ”

The maid was already unable to make a sound, so she only said in a dumb voice: "The slave and the maid don't know, the slave and the maid saw it with their own eyes, and the more ones don't know......"

"Third Sister ......"

Song Zhiyao wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Mrs. Song who came in, "Say what you just saw again, be detailed!" ”

The maid and Song Zhiyao looked at Mrs. Song together, both of them looked surprised, only to see Mrs. Song's brows furrowed at the moment, looking at the trembling maid on the ground, her face was dark and uncertain.

The maidservant repeated the matter again, and when she said that there was no sound in the back, Mrs. Song said nothing calmly, and the hall was solemnly silent.

Song Zhiyao was secretly happy in her heart, but she said nervously on her face: "Daddy, why don't you go and take a look, I think that the third sister is definitely not that kind of person, the third sister looks serious, and will never do such a reluctance and shameless thing......"

Mrs. Song's eyes swept over Song Zhiyao's face coldly, Song Zhiyao was instantly silent, Mrs. Song waved his wide sleeves, turned around, and said to the maidservant: "Lead the way." ”

Song Zhiyao was overjoyed, the maid hurriedly got up and walked in front, Song Zhiyao said loudly: "Daddy, you might as well take Yao'er with you, I want to see who this person who broke into the third sister's private room at night is!" ”

This is a conclusion about things that have not yet been seen, and Song Zhiyao said this directly affirming that someone had visited the room of the Song Painting Temple privately at night.

Mrs. Song didn't say a word, it was already a tacit meaning.

Song Zhiyao and Mrs. Yao glanced at each other and hurriedly followed.

Song Taifu and his entourage went to the courtyard of the Song Painting Temple with the lights on, and woke up most of the people in the house.

When Song Taifu arrived at the gate of the Song Painting Temple, the guards were still from the palace, and they didn't let Song Taifu go when they saw him coming, but only respectfully saluted: "I don't know what is important about Lord Taifu's night visit to the princess?" ”

Mrs. Song snorted coldly and said, "Tell the ancestral hall to come out to see me." ”

"The princess has been asleep for a long time at the moment, if the adults have nothing important, you might as well come back tomorrow, and the princess will not lose her honor at night."

Mrs. Yao sneered when she heard this: "The princess is so big, she can't even see her father coming, it turns out that the palace teaches people like this." ”

"Shut up!"

Mrs. Song glared at Mrs. Yao, although it was really angry that someone stopped him outside the courtyard, but when Mrs. Yao said this, she completely offended the palace and indirectly offended Meng Zhaoyan, this stupid woman!

Mrs. Yao shut up, and Mrs. Song said: "I just want to see the ancestral hall, you ask the ancestral hall to come out to see me, the father wants to see his daughter, so it will not be unreasonable." ”

"This ......" the subordinate hesitated, then looked at the mighty people behind Taifu Song, and finally only said respectfully: "Then Master Taifu wait, I'll go in and report it." ”

"There is labor."

The subordinate turned around and walked inside, entered the door, closed it again, and in a blink of an eye, the lamps and candles in the room were lit, and the figures could be seen.

Song Zhiyao sneered in her heart, Song Painting Temple, you are doomed to death this time!

Song Huaci was put on the bed, the man didn't move her more, but turned around and widened his clothes, Song Huaci closed his eyes and asked coldly, "Who are you?" ”

The man lowered his head and unbuttoned the coil around his waist, and only whispered back, "It's me." ”

Song Huaci suddenly opened his eyes, "Why are you here?" ”

It's Meng Zhaoyan!

She didn't expect to see him at this time, and it was still in her body...... When!

"I'm not here, who do you want to be here?" Meng Zhaoyan chuckled.

"Shut up!"

Song Huaci said weakly.

In the dark, Meng Zhaoyan laughed again, and his movements did not stop.