Everything that happened here is still asleep, and the Song Painting Temple naturally doesn't know.

It wasn't until noon that the sun hung high, and the Song Painting Temple began to wake up in a fog, and the screen blocked the sunlight tightly, and she couldn't see much sunlight leaking in, and she didn't know what night it was.

Xiyue heard the movement in the outer hall, hurriedly entered the house, and said with a smile: "Princess, you have finally woken up, the prince has come to see you several times, and ordered us to prepare a meal for you!" It depends on whether you freshen up or eat first. ”

"What time is it?" Song Huaci squinted his eyes and asked.

Xiyue replied with a smile: "It's already midday, and it's noon in one hour." ”

Song Huaci nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Let's wash up first, don't have to eat, keep your stomach and wait for lunch." ”

"Yes, the slave maid dresses you."

Xiyue said that she was about to move forward, but the Song Painting Temple was naturally not used to being served, so she waved her hand and refused: "No need, I'll come by myself, you go out first." ”

Xiyue was a little embarrassed, but she didn't want to disobey her, so she dressed herself and prepared to retreat.

"Hey, by the way, where is the prince?"

"The prince is in the study, and when you get up, the slave has already sent someone to tell the prince."

Song Huaci was puzzled and asked, "Tell him?" Tell him what? Come and watch me get up? ”

Xiyue was amused by the words of the Song Painting Temple, covered her lips with a handkerchief, and said: "It was specially ordered by the prince, princess, you don't know, when you were asleep, the prince came to see you many times, and also ordered the subordinates not to come in and disturb you until you woke up, the prince's love for you really makes us envious!" ”

Hearing this, Song Huaci, who had just dressed herself, had hot cheeks, she turned to the mirror, and found that her face was flushed for some reason, she suppressed the inexplicable heat in her heart, coughed her throat and said, "What nonsense?" Let's go down. ”

"Yes." Xiyue's voice was a smile that was about to overflow, and the Song Painting Shrine was in a trance.

I really don't know what Meng Zhaoyan means by doing this, he usually pretends to be in front of outsiders and puts on a show, but now he is still like this in front of his subordinates, is he really afraid that the rumors of the two couples will spread falsely?

Song Huaci secretly slandered herself, and was almost blinded by the dazzling jewelry on the dresser, she didn't care about the person who wore it, but fortunately she didn't wear anything.

Meng Zhaoyan crossed the screen, and happened to see the Song Painting Temple playing tricks and arranging the jewelry box, and smiled silently, thinking that he, the princess, was really informal.

Meng Zhaoyan stood in front of the screen and smiled, the wind from the window blew his hair up high, even if he was a disabled person in a wheelchair, he also had his unique temperament.

"Why don't you wear any jewelry, isn't it my palace that treats the princess badly?" Meng Zhaoyan quipped.

Song Huaci was almost blinded by this humble gentleman, she muttered to herself in her heart, looking like such a charming and floating appearance, tsk, blue face and trouble.

She deliberately ignored the inexplicable hot place in her heart, and sighed faintly: "How is it possible, I think these things are too heavy, usually those jewelry are worn up, top-heavy, and I can't walk well, I am always worried that my head can't stand it and fall and hit me." ”

This is a very common thing in Miss Jingzhong, but the Song Painting Temple is not used to complaining, which in Meng Zhaoyan's opinion means that the Song Mansion has always been mean to the Song Painting Temple, and there is not even decent jewelry.

Meng Zhaoyan secretly wrote down this stroke in his heart, with light in his eyes, slowly slid his wheelchair and drove towards the Song Painting Temple.

He picked up a hairpin on the dresser, raised his hand and said: "This jasper hairpin looks simpler, and it makes my ancestral eyebrows even better. ”

Song Huaci had nothing to do with it in her heart, and wanted to take it from him, but Meng Zhaoyan couldn't reach her as soon as she raised her hand.

Both of them were sitting, but Meng Zhaoyan was a man after all, and her figure was really tall compared to the Song Painting Temple, and it was not easy for her to stand up and take it, so it was humiliating Meng Zhaoyan, so she was a little helpless.

Meng Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Why don't you let your husband do his duty as your husband and wear it for you, okay?" ”

"It's not good," Song Huaci immediately sank down when he heard this, and said angrily: "Meng Zhaoyan, don't force me, I can't do anything if you force me to be anxious!" ”

Meng Zhaoyan smiled even deeper, stroked the lubricated hairpin of the jasper hairpin, and said, "I want to see what my ancestral hall is going to do to me." ”

The words fell, the Song Painting Temple took advantage of its unpreparedness, surprised, leaned forward, stretched out his hand to get the hairpin, from the back, it was the Song Painting Temple that took the initiative to enter Meng Zhaoyan's arms, and Meng Zhaoyan did not refuse, open his arms.

And this scene happened to enter Song Qiaoshu, who had just entered the door of the outer hall and was looking around looking for the figure of the Song Painting Temple, Chang Yun followed behind her, and she was also so shocked by this scene that her mouth couldn't close.

Coincidentally, Song Qiaoshu happened to be standing behind Meng Zhaoyan.

Song Qiaoshu rushed out of the door, tears fell like beads of broken threads, Chang Yun followed quickly, until he left the garden gate, he dared to shout: "Miss, where are you going?" Wait for me, Miss! ”

Xiyue looked inexplicable, and she didn't know what was going on at all, only that the prince went in with her front foot, and Miss Song San came to see the princess with her back foot, and as soon as she stepped into the main gate of the outer hall, she ran out as if she had seen a ghost.

Xiyue was confused, but she didn't dare to go in and disturb the prince and princess.

The Song Painting Temple recaptured the hairpin and inserted it into the hair happily, not to mention, Meng Zhaoyan's aesthetics are really good, wearing it like this, plain and elegant is better than fanliness.

Meng Zhaoyan's body completely blocked the scene of Song Qiaoshu entering and going out, Meng Zhaoyan turned his back to Song Qiaoshu, and the two naturally didn't know about it.

After washing up the Song Painting Temple, he drove Meng Zhaoyan back to the study, and went to the prescription to continue the unfinished research last night. ”

Song Huaci raised her hand, blocking what Xiyue was going to say next, she looked at the medicinal powder in her hand intently, it was about to reach the most important stage, she was not in the mood to listen to what she said.

The last drop of the potion was added, and seeing the expected reaction, Song Huaci breathed a sigh of relief, dyed his eyebrows with joy, and moved the medicine powder to a clean bottle, so that he was in the mood to take care of Xiyue.

"By the way, Xiyue, what did you say earlier? What do you have to say? ”

The handkerchief in Xiyue's hand was about to be crushed, thinking that the princess knew what she was going to say, so she got angry, but she didn't care at all.

She finally spit out all the words she had saved for so long, "Princess, when you first got up, the third lady came to look for you, but I don't know why she left immediately, the prince was still in your room at that time, I think, I am afraid that the third miss was worried about disturbing the two of you, so she left in a hurry." ”

"Gone? How to get there? ”

"The third lady left in a hurry, passing by the slave maid, and the slave maid didn't see the whole situation clearly at that time."

"Got it," Song Huaci nodded, thinking to himself, at that time, Meng Zhaoyan didn't do anything except tease herself, if my sister saw it, it wouldn't let my sister misunderstand, but it couldn't be as Xiyue said, I was afraid of disturbing us.

No, I have to ask my sister about this, otherwise it's really a misunderstanding, and my sister will have to be sad.

Song Huaci secretly wrote it down in his heart, just at this time, Meng Zhaoyan sent someone to call Song Huaci to have dinner, Song Huaci lowered his head and sorted out the medicine, and responded: "Just come." ”