154 Be a lackey of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince
However, Wang Shouren also sat down calmly, and took the initiative to ask for tea for breakfast.
After Zhang Meishou watched His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stretch out his hand to make a gesture of invitation to her, he directly picked up the double chopsticks and took the first spring roll out of the plate. After tasting it well, he nodded to her and Wang Shouren, and seemed to be very satisfied with the taste of the spring rolls.
This highness really doesn't treat himself as an outsider......
Zhang Meishou exclaimed in his heart.
"You should eat it while it's hot." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said to the two, appearing intimate and approachable.
If the other party hadn't been sitting in her place and eating her spring rolls, this would have felt more realistic—Zhang Meishou thought silently in his heart.
Wang Shouren himself was not in a hurry to eat, but first sandwiched one for Zhang Meishou.
Zhu Youzhu saw this situation in his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be a little relieved.
When the last little queen was made the crown princess, Wang Shouren, as the only son of the Wang family, still did not discuss marriage, so it can be seen that he was waiting for Xiao Qingmei, and it was not until two years after the little queen entered the prince's mansion that the prince of the Wang family, who had reached the age of twenty, reluctantly agreed to a family affair......
Why is it reluctant, because on the day of the wedding, the groom suddenly disappeared on the way to pick up his relatives, and the servant searched for two whole days before finding him meditating in front of a cave.
Don't think about it, it must be that Xiao Qingmei will never forget, and the infatuation has turned into grief - although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not experienced much, he has seen a lot of excerpts in this life.
But according to his secret thinking, the little queen seems to value the young master of the Cang family more......
There's no way, who made that little young master look too good-looking. When I saw it in the suburbs that day, the young master of the Cang family was sitting with the little queen, and it was a little difficult to distinguish between high and low.
Losing under such a peerless appearance, Wang Shouren was not wronged.
Speaking of which, isn't he also one of the defeated generals in the other party's face?
It's just that he also loses and is convinced.
Therefore, His Royal Highness deduced that Wang Shouren must be concerned about the little queen, but the little queen is interested in the young master of the Cang family nine times out of ten. But the three of them have had a deep relationship since childhood, and it is not easy to separate, and because the young master of the Cang family has an eye disease, he feels unworthy, so in the end, the pair did not succeed, but cheapened him, a latecomer.
It's really fate.
The more His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, and in an instant, he recalled the always depressed face of the previous queen, and he couldn't help but feel particularly guilty.
If Zhang Meishou can read his thoughts at this moment, he must be so angry that he will splash a cup of tea on his face, and ask him angrily - I will please you in every possible way and turn a blind eye, and I secretly gave birth to a son with the woman next to me behind my back.
She was not angry and died, she was already the prime minister's belly and could support the boat!
"Zhen Zhen, is there any news from Uncle Zhang?" Wang Shouren asked.
Zhang Meishou shook his head.
"Not yet, but I've asked someone to inquire."
Wang Shouren saw her worries and comforted her a few words.
Zhu Youzhu on the side heard that something was wrong, and asked Zhang Meishou at the moment: "I don't know where Ling Zun is?" ”
"Huzhou Mansion, Zhejiang, Gui'an County." Zhang Meishou replied while secretly looking at his expression.
A hint of consternation flashed in Zhu Youjiao's eyes.
His father-in-law...... No, the little queen's father was transferred to Huzhou for history?!
He secretly let people know about the Guozijian Qu Sacrifice Wine, so that he and Zhang Luan could take more care of him......
Yes, he can also roughly understand that Qu Xijiu got his words, and he didn't dare to slack off and arrange for Zhang Luan to go through things again, and he estimated that it was better to stay in Beijing than to go to other places...... However, the territory of Dajing is vast, who would have expected that people would be sent to Huzhou by such a coincidence!
This is good, the little queen's father went to Huzhou Mansion on the front foot, and most of the jurisdiction of Huzhou Mansion on the back foot became a sea of ......
No, wait, the little queen just said...... Gui'an County?
If you can't read through the historical disasters of this dynasty, what is Mingjun called?
Mingjun has already remembered.
The first to cause a riot in the flood was Gui'an County.
In other words, just because of his words, he actually pushed the little queen's father into the tiger wolf's den!
And if in the end, what did you unfortunately encounter......
Between him and the little queen, wouldn't there be a revenge for killing his father?!
I wanted to be beautiful as an adult, but now I want to harm people and destroy people, why should fate be so cruel to people with good intentions?
It's just not fair.
This monstrous hatred that was about to be born came so suddenly that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince only felt unacceptable for a while.
"I'll send someone to Huzhou to find out the news." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince felt guilty and was anxious to make amends.
He was so abrupt that Zhang Meishou didn't react for a while, and when she said, "No need", Zhu Youzhu had already whispered to the entourage around him.
The attendant had already strode downstairs.
For this kind of "forcible help", Zhang Meishou can only thank him.
It's just one more person and one more effort.
The word "Xie" was too heavy, which made His Royal Highness the Crown Prince feel weak in his heart, and he subconsciously drank tea to cover it up.
Zhang Meishou vaguely felt that this person didn't seem to be lighter than before, and after thinking about it, couldn't he also be nervous about her father?
After all, it was the father-in-law of the previous life......
One yard to one yard, putting aside other trivial men and women in her previous life, in the face of great benevolence and righteousness, if this is the case, she can't help but feel a little moved.
Wang Shouren also flattered His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's enthusiasm.
Even if it was pressed for many days, but at this moment, he couldn't help but start worshipping His Highness, what should I do?
He was finally completely impressed by the amazing advantages that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince kept exposing!
From today on, he, Wang Shouren, the number one prodigy in Yongfang and never willing to convince people, is willing to be a lackey of His Royal Highness the Prince.
Facing the child's sincere gaze, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince felt a lot of pressure.
"Girl, someone is coming......"
Ah Li suddenly bent over Zhang Meishou's ear, and said in a low but nervous voice.
Zhang Meishou subconsciously looked up.
I saw two women go up to the second floor one after the other, and there was a little maid walking in front, she first found a place, and then the young woman in the lake blue printed gown sat down.
Seeing the young woman glance around, Ah Li hurriedly lowered her head and moved behind the screen, lest she recognize her.
"Zhenzhen, what are you looking at?" Wang Shouren asked in a low voice.
"Nothing."
Zhang Meishou lowered his head and continued to eat tea.
Count the hours, and it's time for my mother to arrive.
The young woman sat there, asking only the maid for a pot of tea, and although her face seemed calm, her hands folded on her knees were twisted from time to time, and her eyes kept looking towards the lobby downstairs, and her heart was obviously nervous and urgent.
She was naturally nervous.