After several days of searching, the whereabouts of the assassin could not be found, Sheng Mingzhu was nervous and relieved, and Sheng Mingxiu in the palace asked people to bring out the words, everything was fine, so that the family did not have to worry too much.

Bingwu's appearance made the figure that Sheng Mingzhu deliberately didn't care about resurface.

Mu Changqing, is he okay?

In more than a month, it is the annual autumn hunting activity, and it is also the death day of the tragic death of Changning Hou and his wife.

He should be very sad when he is imprisoned in the White Pagoda Temple!

Seeing Sheng Mingzhu standing in front of the window in a daze, Liuli put down the needlework in her hand and reminded loudly: "Miss, you have been standing there for half an hour, the doctor who came to review yesterday has explained, although the leg injury has healed, but you still have to pay more attention, you have been standing like this, how can this leg stand it." ”

Sheng Mingzhu came back to his senses, and then he faintly felt the discomfort in his left leg, and he didn't notice it for a while, but he stood for so long.

With a bang, the window at hand was knocked open, and a cold wind rushed in, blowing her clothes whirring, and the glass behind her saw this, and quickly took a cloak to wrap her tightly, and closed the window tightly, "This year, the weather is very cold, even in the house, the young lady should also wear more clothes, frostbite and suffer again." ”

I don't know when the weather outside has changed, it is gloomy, and even the sky has darkened, and the cold wind is blowing and a few laurel trees in the courtyard are rattling.

"It seems that it will rain a lot in a while, and it will be dark in the house, Miss, you wait, and the slave will go to the lamp."

After more than half an hour, the cold wind mixed with the raindrops crackled on the edge of the window, and a slight cold wind slipped in along the crack in the window, which made Sheng Mingzhu shiver, and couldn't help but wrap the cloak on his body tightly, and sat on the soft collapse to rest for a while.

Jade walked in quickly with a bamboo umbrella, and said anxiously to her: "Miss, you go out and have a look, Miss Cousin, she knelt outside the courtyard in the rain, saying that she asked for Miss forgiveness, if Miss didn't forgive her, she would have been kneeling." ”

"On this day, kneeling outside?"

Sheng Mingzhu raised her eyebrows, the wind and rain outside were strong at the moment, and it was late autumn, this bleak wind and cold rain hit her body, it was really cold to the bone, and good people couldn't stand it, not to mention that she was dragging a sick and crooked body.

"Isn't it? No matter how much the slave and maid persuade him, he will not go back. ”

"What do the girls and mothers-in-law in the yard do, how can she kneel, Miss, you wait, I'll let someone pull her back."

Liuli put down the work in his hand, he was already angry, and he couldn't apologize for his sins when the weather was sunny and warm on weekdays.

"Then you have to hurry, or you will faint at my door again."

Sheng Mingzhu chuckled, she didn't take her bitter plan to heart at all, her heart was already as cold as iron, if it weren't for the fear that her father would be soft-hearted, even if she Meng Zhaoyue knelt at her door, she wouldn't be able to look at her.

Liuli held a bamboo umbrella and ordered all the girls and mothers-in-law in the courtyard to wear their robes to the door, regardless of whether Meng Zhaoyue was willing or not, she directly took her arm and pushed her back.

Meng Zhaoyue was wet with rain all over, and she shivered with cold, even like this, she still shouted to see Sheng Mingzhu and ask for her forgiveness.

"Miss Cousin, what do you mean by this, your body is weak and delicate, and the doctor finally got a little better in conditioning, and came out to toss again on this rainy day, and then suffered from the cold, and you were the one who suffered."

Liuli said a few words of persuasion in a salty tone, and stretched out her hand to signal a few mothers-in-law to carry her back to the Yueju.

Xiaoqing next to him wanted to dissuade him, but before he opened his mouth, he was angrily reprimanded by Liuli splitting his head and covering his face, what kind of person is a subordinate, he can't even look down on his own master, let her mess around, if Miss Biao is sick in the rain, she will be the first to clean up...... Xiaoqing was speechless by her, so she could only hold a bamboo umbrella to protect Meng Zhaoyue from the rain.

Meng Zhaoyue finally picked the opportunity to come out, how could she be willing to be pressed back without even making a move, when she was in the octagonal pavilion in the middle of the road and sheltering from the rain, she saw that there were people inside, and she suddenly broke away from a few mothers-in-law who were driving her, regardless of running towards the pavilion.

Liuli followed behind, watching her run towards the pavilion, secretly saying badly, beckoning someone to hurry up and stop her, but it was a step too late.

Today, His Royal Highness King Xin visited, Sheng Mingzhong took him to walk around the courtyard at will, just walked here, the sky changed and the rain fell, so he simply sat here for a while, and waited for the rain to stop, there were already people in the pavilion who set up a screen to block the rain, and the charcoal stove warmed the hot wine, although the cold wind and cold rain are also secluded and have some fun.

King Xin is the prince under the knee of Concubine Shu, who is twenty-three years old at the time, and has not yet married, and his face is a little more immature than that of the King of Chu and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but the ambition revealed between the words is not small.

The Sheng family holds the military power, and the harem Concubine Liniang has no heirs so far, so she is naturally a good object for several princes to woo.

His Royal Highness King Xin tried a few words, and when he saw that Sheng Mingzhong avoided the important and trivialized, he obviously didn't want to say more, so he changed the topic with interest, and led Sheng Mingzhong to talk about the military strategy of the marching army.

As she spoke, she saw a slender woman running towards them in the cold rain, followed by the people who were chasing her.

The woman's body was wet, her body line was exposed, her figure was slender, but she was also exquisite, not as mature and gorgeous as those warblers and swallows in his palace, but there was a sense of comfort that was waiting to be released and weak.

"Brother Mingzhong, look what's going on."

Sheng Mingzhong looked in his direction, and saw Meng Zhaoyue with his head blocked, his clothes all wet, and he appeared in their pavilion in embarrassment.

The wet clothes were close to the body, and the graceful curves were exposed, Sheng Mingzhong's face changed, and he just wanted to untie the robe and put it on her, but he saw that the king of letters next to him had already taken a step ahead of him, untied the cloak, and wrapped it around her.

"This rheumatism and rain are cold, and the cold is the most hurtful, and the girl is so willful, but she will leave the root of the disease."

There is not a single stray hair on the good fox fur, and at a glance you know that it is not ordinary.

Meng Zhaoyue stretched out her hand and grabbed the fox fur on her body, as if she wanted to draw more heat from it, her pale and slender fingers inadvertently brushed past King Xin's fingertips, and the cold touch made King Xin's eyes pass a trace of darkness.

"What's going on, you're not in good health, how can you get caught in the rain casually." Sheng Mingzhong frowned.

"Brother Ming Zhong, this is ...... How come I've never seen one before? His Royal Highness King Xin took a step back and stared at Meng Zhaoyue curiously.