Song Qiaoshu didn't want to make trouble, and she just silently remembered this kind of thing in her heart after hearing it, but Chang Yun didn't want to, the princess personally told her yesterday, this kind of thing must not be swallowed by herself in the future, and she must say it, otherwise it will make this group of subordinates turn against the sky?

Therefore, she was the first to jump out to defend Song Qiaoshu.

However, when the two people saw that it was Song Qiaoshu and her subordinate Changyun, they did not ask for forgiveness in fear, but began to look at the two of them arrogantly and said disdainfully: "Who did I say?" It turned out to be Chang Yun, why, with such a master, you have become unreasonable and rude? ”

Chang Yun pointed at the two of them, so angry that he couldn't say anything: "You guys...... You...... You guys...... You wait, I want you to look good! ”

Song Qiaoshu was already red-eyed, tears were rolling in her eyes, Chu Chu looked pitiful, she tugged at Chang Yun's sleeve, and said in a sneer: "Chang Yun, forget it......"

Chang Yun couldn't stand Song Qiaoshu's appearance the most, she was so angry that she stomped her feet and said to Song Qiaoshu: "Miss, how can this be, they are subordinates, you are the master, how can it!" ”

Song Qiaoshu was originally treated harshly in the Song Mansion, and her usual food and clothing were not as good as her subordinates, this situation was already common, but what she thought in her heart was that if it weren't for the ancestral hall to punish the subordinates, it would not have reached this point.

The two mocked again: "Heh, do you look at her like that, is she worthy of being our master?" If it weren't for this so-called Miss Song San, would we have been beaten so many boards? ”

Chang Yun just wanted to refute it, but a voice not far away frightened the four of them, as if they were nailed to the ground, unable to move.

"You deserve it!"

Meng Zhaoyan slowly slid the wheelchair, pulled out the flowers, and approached several people.

Although Meng Zhaoyan could only sit due to physical reasons, his momentum was not lost to anyone, he slowly approached, his aura was fully opened, and several people could only stand and be whipped by him.

Song Qiaoshu was the first to reflect, she wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and called sadly: "Lord Wang......"

The two subordinates instantly broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that this time is over, how could the prince be here, it seems that it has been a long time, and they have listened to all the words of several people, otherwise they would not be so angry.

Only Chang Yun changed his smile, wanting to see how the prince cleaned you up!

Meng Zhaoyan relieved Song Qiaoshu like a king descending, freed her from the scene like a slap in the face, she was already in love with the prince, and at this moment she couldn't wait to throw herself into Meng Zhaoyan's arms and pour all the bitter water in her heart.

Meng Zhaoyan frowned, ignoring Song Qiaoshu's voice, full of grievances and affectionate calls, he looked at the subordinates who were standing on the side with pale faces and trembling all over, and sneered in his heart, it turns out that the subordinates of my palace are all of this quality? Not only chewing the root of the tongue behind his back, but also daring to be disrespectful to his master in person!

Meng Zhaoyan nodded to Chang Yun, who was standing silently and happily on the side, and said sharply: "Go and call the housekeeper for me!" ”

Chang Yun was yelled at instead of resentful, but ran happily, almost running and jumping to show her mood at the moment.

Chang Yun ran away, and Meng Zhaoyan immediately asked, "What the hell is going on?" ”

In fact, he heard and saw the specific situation completely, just to see how these two subordinates were going to quibble.

Song Qiaoshu was teary-eyed, seeing that Meng Zhaoyan was going to administer justice to her, she cried first: "I heard that the prince is rich and has a deep knowledge of poetry, I wanted to go to the study with Chang Yun to find the prince for advice, but I didn't want to hear these two people talk about me on the way......"

Song Qiaoshu's tears couldn't be stopped as if the floodgates had been opened, she wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and continued: "I think that since I entered the palace, I have never done anything unreasonable, but now...... And now they ......"

There was nothing wrong with Song Qiaoshu's words, but Meng Zhaoyan shook his head secretly, he once again doubted that Song Huaci and Song Qiaoshu were really sisters from the same womb as the same father and mother? Why is my sister so bold and lively, but my sister is soft and weak, like she can't stand the wind.

Meng Zhaoyan nodded, and turned to the two who had been standing aside for a long time but couldn't say a word, "Miss Song San, this is a light statement, I didn't say anything about you insulting Miss Song San to your face, I can see it clearly, do you have anything else to say?" ”

The two didn't dare to say more than half a word, and as soon as Meng Zhaoyan's words were finished, their momentum was released, and they hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "The prince forgives the sin, the prince forgives the sin, it's the slave's fault, the slave doesn't dare to be around, just ask the prince to give the two of us a way to live!" The prince forgives the sins! ”

Meng Zhaoyan just sneered, squinted at the person kneeling on the ground and said, "Forgiveness? Are you and my palace a place for you to spread wild? The subordinates don't look like people at all, didn't anyone teach you the rules when you entered the mansion? ”

"Lord Wang forgives the sin, it's the minions who don't understand the rules and collide with the third lady, and the minions won't dare to do it in the future!"

"What a rush! Is it just a collision? What you said to Miss Song San, this king can hear every word clearly! Isn't it clear to you to whom you are going to make reparations? Heh, today is Miss Song San, will you have the courage to ride on the heads of this king and princess tomorrow? ”

From this point of view, the Song Painting Temple punished it yesterday is right, such a subordinate, forty boards is nothing, it's good not to drive people out of the house!

Chang Yun ran for most of the palace, and only then did he meet the housekeeper who had just sent Lang Zhong out of the palace and was walking back at the main gate of the palace, pulling people's sleeves and running inside, regardless of whether they could withstand this bump at the age of half a hundred.

"Ahem, Changyun, you'd rather slow down, slow down...... Stop, where to stop...... "The housekeeper really can't run, he shook off Chang Yun's hand and held on to the wall and panted, Chang Yun was in a hurry, and rushed in without thinking, at this time, he happened to choose the farthest road, and he was even more anxious, and he wanted to take the housekeeper to see the prince, but he couldn't let the prince wait for a long time!

"Butler, don't rub it off, human life is at stake! I don't know what's going to happen when I'm late! Chang Yun stomped his feet anxiously.

The housekeeper gasped, with one hand in his old waist, he didn't slow down for a long time, and when he heard Chang Yun say this, he couldn't help asking: "I said Miss Changyun, you haven't told me what happened until now!" ”

"Oh, you'll know when you arrive, hurry up!" As he spoke, he pulled up the butler's sleeve and rushed forward with small steps.

The housekeeper couldn't, so he had to pick up a handful of bones and follow Chang Yun in front of him, who seemed to be really anxious.

When they arrived at the corridor connected to the garden, it was where Meng Zhaoyan and Song Qiaoshu were, Meng Zhaoyan looked at the two people who were crawling at his feet with a cold face and begged for mercy loudly, Song Qiaoshu was in tears, and she was still wiping her tears with a handkerchief, while constantly sobbing and crying.

When the housekeeper saw this scene, he couldn't help but wipe his sweat silently, this Miss Song San's crying skills were much stronger than those of the ladies in Kyoto.

When Meng Zhaoyan saw that the housekeeper was coming, he was not in a hurry to deal with it, thinking about beating slowly so as to give enough warning.

The housekeeper bent his waist and said respectfully to Meng Zhaoyan: "I don't know what the prince has to tell me." ”

"Butler, look at these two people, but they are familiar?"