The housekeeper looked at the two frightened pale people, and said slowly: "It is indeed familiar, it is the one who is on duty to clean the front yard today, but ...... Why are you two here? ”

Meng Zhaoyan casually straightened up his clothes, and smiled when he heard this, "Really?" Now it's time to add another charge of desertion. ”

The housekeeper bent down again, and the bending amplitude was much larger than before, he heard it clearly, the prince said "again", it can be seen that the two of them didn't know what they had done before, "The prince is clear, I don't know what the two have done, please give the prince some advice, I will blame the two of them to show warning." ”

"Hehe," Meng Zhaoyan smiled gloomily, and when the housekeeper heard Meng Zhaoyan laugh like this, his head was big, where did these two people come from to dare to offend the prince!

"Chewing the root of Miss Song San's tongue, I bumped into Miss Song San, plus the one who left his post without permission, butler, you can calculate it for me, how many boards do you have to play, don't look back and make a mess, people say that Miss Song San is not, and it is not behind her back to turn around, she is directly insulted in person."

"But I don't know, who taught the rules of the palace that made people dare to insult the master in front of him and be disrespectful to the master?"

"Say, butler, this king is waiting here!"

When the words fell, the housekeeper was forced to kneel by Meng Zhaoyan's outgoing momentum, kowtowed and said: "The prince forgives the sin, it is the subordinates who are not doing well, and there is a misunderstanding of the prince's expectations, please punish the prince!" ”

Meng Zhaoyan said slowly: "What should these two people do? ”

"Waste your legs, cut off the root of your tongue, drive you out of the palace, and never hire from now on!"

The words and sentences made people smell and change, Song Qiaoshu was so frightened that she didn't even shed tears, Chang Yun beside her was so frightened that her mouth grew up, but the two of them couldn't even kneel steadily, and fell straight to the side.

The two knew that if they collided and insulted their master in person, the punishment would definitely not be low, but when the result came out, they were still so scared that they couldn't come back to their senses.

The housekeeper was helpless, since he had followed Meng Zhaoyan for so long, he had never given such a cruel punishment to his subordinates, and everything was born from that Miss Song San.

Yesterday the princess punished the subordinate because of her, and today the prince is also because of her.

The only one who didn't change his complexion was Meng Zhaoyan, who nodded with satisfaction, and his anger was free to flow with his momentum, and he was no longer as angry as Fang Cai.

The butler knew that once these words landed, there would be no reason to take them back, so he hurriedly ran to the side and called two guards, and asked someone to press the two minions away, and the wrinkles on his old face were clearly visible.

It wasn't until they were pressed by the guards that the two came back to their senses, begging for mercy again and again, their voices were terrible, and Song Qiaoshu trembled again when they heard it.

Song Qiaoshu had never thought that she would have such a relationship with Meng Zhaoyan before, she was bent on finding an opportunity to have a deeper exchange with Meng Zhaoyan, and the same was true when she went to the study today.

Originally, she wanted not to make trouble, otherwise she didn't know what the people in the house would think of her, so she kept cowardly telling Chang Yun to forget it, but Meng Zhaoyan's appearance broke all this.

He is like a god, with his own coercion, he rescued Song Qiaoshu from such an annoying and embarrassing situation, this is the man he loves with all his heart.

Song Qiaoshu reshaped her appearance, the makeup she had originally painted had been stained with tears, she reddened the corners of her eyes, tidied up her clothes, and bowed to Meng Zhaoyan, and said, "Thank you for the rescue, if it weren't for the prince, Qiao Shuzhen wouldn't know what to do......" As she spoke, the tears that had just stopped tended to burst again.

Meng Zhaoyan secretly had a headache, but he was very annoyed by these ladies who usually cried and cried at every turn, and his impression of Song Qiaoshu was even worse at the moment.

However, Meng Zhaoyan, who would not show his emotions in front of outsiders, had already practiced to the peak, he coughed, and said as gently as possible: "Miss Song San doesn't have to be polite, this matter is not my palace's, and Miss Song San is not well treated, and I hope Miss Song San will understand." ”

Song Qiaoshu secretly smiled bitterly in her heart when she heard this, did she really just treat her as a guest? That ancestral hall, is it the master of your palace?

Song Qiaoshu said again: "I'm causing trouble to the prince, Qiao Shu really doesn't want to go......"

Meng Zhaoyan interrupted directly: "No need, Miss Song San is frightened, Chang Yun quickly help Miss Song San back to her room, you don't have to go to the dining hall for dinner, I will send someone to deliver dinner to Miss Song San's room." ”

The words of farewell have been obvious, at this time there are only Meng Zhaoyan, Song Qiaoshu, and Changyun on the corridor, and there is no one on the left and right, Song Qiaoshu tightly clutches the handkerchief in her hand.

Song Qiaoshu wanted to take this opportunity to give it a go, she had been in love with Meng Zhaoyan for a long time, and she looked at him silently behind her for a long time, but in the end, she wanted to send the Song Painting Temple to the sedan chair.

The unwillingness in her heart has already appeared, since the ancestral hall has not yet had a love affair with Meng Zhao, and Meng Zhaoyan doesn't seem to care about the ancestral hall so much, why should she bother to suppress her heart and watch the two of them become pairs.

What's more, if the ancestral hall knew that I and Meng Zhaoyan could fall in love, the ancestral hall would definitely be happy for me.

Thinking of this, Song Qiaoshu watched Meng Zhaoyan's movements as she turned around, and blurted out her admiration: "Lord Wang......"

"Meng Zhaoyan!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, but Meng Zhaoyan only paid attention to one of them.

Meng Zhaoyan hurriedly walked towards the Song Painting Temple at the other end of the corridor, no longer with such a condensed expression, his eyes were filled with tenderness for a moment, and his movements of sliding his wheelchair were eager, as if he was walking towards his most beloved person.

Song Qiaoshu also looked at the Song Painting Temple at the other end of the corridor, tears filled her eyes, she couldn't see clearly what the Song Painting Temple was in front of her, and she didn't know when the Song Painting Temple appeared there, and the most unclear thing was whether she deliberately interrupted her words.

Meng Zhaoyan gradually walked away and walked towards the other person, Song Qiaoshu's tears were like the rain in July, falling silently and patheticly.

"Meng Zhaoyan, what are you doing here? I've been looking for you for a long time, didn't you say to go to enjoy the flowers? ”

Meng Zhaoyan replied with a smile: "Didn't this happen to something, so it delayed some time and made the ancestral hall wait for a long time?" ”

The gentleness in and out of the words made Song Qiaoshu envious.

She thought that a person like Meng Zhaoyan would not show such a look and tone with others, but she didn't want to, he would, but she Song Qiaoshu couldn't share a slight, all, all, to her good sister, Song Painting Temple.

His princess, Song Painting Temple.

Song Huaci looked behind Meng Zhaoyan, and when he saw Song Qiaoshu and Chang Yun, he immediately ran over in surprise, went straight past Meng Zhaoyan, and said, "Sister, why are you here?" ”

"Why can't I be here?"

Song Huaci was stopped by the strangeness in Song Qiaoshu's tone, she was a little strange, looked at Meng Zhaoyan behind her, looked at Chang Yun again, and asked a little inexplicably: "Sister, what's wrong with you?" ”

Song Qiaoshu closed her eyes, and the last tears flowed, shocking the Song Painting Temple.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? What are you crying about? Who bullied you? ”

Song Qiaoshu was bitter in her heart, and she didn't have the strength to deal with Song Huaci, Chang Yun naturally didn't understand Song Qiaoshu's thoughts, but said that it was Fang Cai's matter, and the third lady hadn't eased up, so she said: "The prince helped Miss deal with a few disrespectful subordinates to Miss, Miss is probably still sad about what happened just now, and the slave didn't take care of Miss, please punish the princess." ”