Song Qiaoshu's heart trembled suddenly, and she subconsciously thought that Meng Zhaoyan came to ask about the incident mentioned to the ancestral hall this morning, and walked to the chair and sat down, at a loss.

Song Qiaoshu sat down, her well-educated sitting posture was standardized, and everyone was very beautiful, but Meng Zhaoyan was really not in the mood to pay attention to these, he blew open the floating leaves in the tea, took a shallow sip, and said, "This king asks you, do you know about the assassination of Princess Fangcai?" ”

"What? Ancestral Assassination? Song Qiaoshu's face turned pale and she looked at Meng Zhaoyan blankly.

Chang Yun, who was beside him, heard that his face was even more ugly, and he knelt straight to the center, and without waiting for Meng Zhaoyan to speak, he hurriedly admitted his mistake and said: "The prince forgives me, the slave and maid have heard of this matter before, but this matter was passed on by a few people with broken mouths, and the rumors of the subordinates are the most unbelievable, the slave and maid don't know, thinking that those people are sensational, and the young lady was sad about the princess at that time......"

She turned her head to look at Song Qiaoshu and continued: "The slave is afraid that Miss will be even more worried if she knows about this, and she is afraid that Miss will be depressed and sick because of the princess's affairs, so she didn't tell Miss, let alone ......."

Chang Yun paused when he said this, Meng Zhaoyan was irritable and couldn't wait to slap the table, "What's more?" ”

What's more, the slave maid heard that the princess saved the day this time and was unharmed, so the slave maid thought that this matter was not ...... There is no need to inform the young lady anymore. ”

Chang Yun said it stiffly, and in the end, she suddenly realized that it was disrespectful to say this, her voice became smaller and smaller, and she was terrified in her heart, for fear that the prince would blame her.

Sure enough, Meng Zhaoyan was furious and yelled at him: "Presumptuous! If something happens to the princess, you will tell your young lady again, and wait for your young lady to cry and mourn at that time?! ”

Chang Yun's little face turned pale, and he wanted to explain, but he was directly put on death row by Meng Zhaoyan with a sentence, "Come on, beat Chang Yun for twenty battles, throw him into the firewood room and starve him for three days." ”

Meng Zhaoyan said coldly: "If you still have the life to come out of the firewood room, then be loyal to your young lady!" ”

The guards directly stepped forward to take Chang Yun away, ignoring Chang Yun's cry that he no longer had an image to speak of, until the cry faded away, completely silent, and was already taken away.

Song Qiaoshu knelt down and begged for mercy when Meng Zhaoyan gave the order, and cried: "The prince forgives the sin, Changyun is also for Qiao Shu's good, please read the prince for Changyun's loyalty, show mercy to his subordinates, and ask the prince to show mercy!" ”

Meng Zhaoyan flicked his sleeves and said sarcastically: "There are only two masters in the palace, this king and the princess, and Miss Song San came to the palace as guests, I don't know when I knew how to bribe people's hearts, and gather the people of my palace here to serve you?" ”

Song Qiaoshu's face turned white in fright for a moment, Meng Zhaoyan's words were heart-wrenching.

"Wang Ye Mingjian, Qiao Shu is a woman, she has never understood how to win people's hearts, and the prince is wronged!"

Meng Zhaoyan rubbed his eyebrows, "Get up, this matter is Chang Yun's own doing, and it has nothing to do with you, this king still has something to ask you." ”

Song Qiaoshu stood up with the order, feeling uneasy in her heart, don't have anything to happen again, Fang Cai's joy has already been frightened away.

"Do you know why this king is here this time?"

Song Qiaoshu looked over in surprise, thought a lot in her heart, nodded and replied, "Qiao Shu, you may know." ”

Meng Zhaoyan said in his heart Sure enough, if it weren't for this Miss Song San mentioning this matter to the ancestral hall, the ancestral hall would not have said such cruel words to him at all!

Meng Zhaoyan sneered, "Heh, you know, then you can talk to this king to listen to it, see what you are doing, and whether you know the purpose of this king's coming." ”

This...... How can this be said by the daughter's family, like the ancestral hall, it is a last resort, but I personally said it to the prince......

Song Qiaoshu looked over quietly and found that Meng Zhaoyan was staring at her with a torch-like gaze, she let out a "groan" in her heart, blushed and hardened, and opened her mouth: "Qiao Shu knows that the prince and the ancestral hall are in name only, and Qiao Shu is ...... in her heart To the prince in my heart...... I have been in love for a long time, so I explained to the ancestral hall, and I want to convey my heart to the prince through the mouth of the ancestral hall......"

Meng Zhaoyan was very angry, he had a gloomy face, squinted at Song Qiaoshu, and said: "Miss Song San is very scheming, and she uses the mouth of the princess to convey her heart to this king......

"Joke!"

broke through the air, and Song Qiaoshu's heart trembled.

Meng Zhaoyan said sharply: "The princess who is marrying this Wang Ming Media, the person who is wholeheartedly right, is it used by you, Miss Song San, to be a matchmaker?" The princess believes in you to tell you about you and me, but Miss Song San uses the princess to achieve her own ulterior secret, Miss Song San is so sincere to the princess, don't you feel heartache? ”

"The princess has not been in love, and she has always been ignorant of love affairs, Miss Song San not only did not teach the princess, but sowed discord between me and the princess, dare to ask Miss Song San, what should you be guilty of?!"

Meng Zhaoyan threw a question over, Song Qiaoshu was silent, and there was not the slightest sound inside and outside the house.

After a long time, she raised a tearful face, looked at Meng Zhaoyan expectantly, and choked up and said: "Lord Wang, Qiao Shu is sincere and the sun and the moon can be seen, not what the prince thinks, sowing discord between the prince and the ancestral hall, Qiao Shu really likes the prince, and the ancestral hall previously made it clear to Qiao Shu that there is no affection between her and the prince......"

Meng Zhaoyan got angry when he mentioned this, and immediately sarcastically said: "The ancestral hall doesn't understand anything, you believe what she said Miss Song San, isn't it a joke?" ”

"Lord Wang......" Song Qiaoshu cried so much that the pear blossoms brought rain, I felt pity when I saw it, but it was a pity that Meng Zhaoyan ignored it directly.

"Enough!" Meng Zhaoyan said sharply: "The princess brought Miss Song San into the mansion at the beginning, which was not in accordance with the rules, and this king thought that the princess was eager to protect her sister, so she tolerated ......"

"Since the palace has accepted Miss Song San, if Miss Song San knows what her identity is, and is ready to be the princess's sister, the palace will inevitably treat Miss Song San as a guest, take care of her, and report Miss Song San for worry-free food and clothing, but if Miss Song San moves something that she shouldn't have, then I'm really sorry, the palace is small, and it can't accommodate Miss Song San's ambitions, and I ask Miss Song San to move and continue to be your Miss Song San!"

When the words fell, Song Qiao Shusheng was so shocked that she stopped crying, Meng Zhaoyan's words meant to drive her out of the palace!

Song Qiaoshu shook her head hurriedly, tears fell again, and said straightly: "Lord, the ancestral hall and Qiao Shu grew up since childhood, and their love is stronger than gold, Qiao Shu will not use the ancestral hall, Qiao Shu is also sincere to the prince, the prince ......"

"Didn't Miss Song San hear what this king said?"

Meng Zhaoyan said this sentence lightly, but it was already full of meaning, Song Qiaoshu swallowed the words, shook her head silently, and the bitterness in her heart flowed wantonly.

Seeing Song Qiaoshu like this, Meng Zhaoyan squinted his eyes and said: "Very good, since you understand what this king said, how to do it, you should also understand that from now on, this king does not want to hear what the princess said to this king today from anyone's mouth, look at Miss Song San, cherish!" ”

After finishing speaking, Meng Zhaoyan flicked his sleeves and slowly slid the wheelchair away, leaving Song Qiaoshu, who was still prostrate on the ground, crying silently, and her heart was broken.