Chapter 124: The Masses Who Eat Melons

Sheng Mingzhu didn't care about Zhang Yuxin's jokes, but she was obviously a little absent-minded in the next chat.

It wasn't until I heard someone around me mention the matter in the eldest princess's mansion that I was a little interested.

"What's wrong with Xie Shizi, didn't you hear that they were all skin injuries? Why did you still ask Imperial Doctor Zhang to ask for his pulse? Sheng Mingzhu said curiously.

"It's not Xie Shizi, but someone else." Someone next to him laughed and said, "The county lord doesn't know about this yet!" A few days ago, Xie Fuma would quietly take people to an inn every night, and a sitting was an hour or two, and there were people in the princess's mansion who broke their mouths, and secretly rumored that the princess was hiding in the golden house in the inn outside, and said that the head was a man with a nose and eyes, and it was originally passed on among several people, and I don't know how this word reached the ears of the eldest princess, how could the eldest princess endure such foul words, or the people in her own house came out, and immediately thundered and furious, and the people in the house were collected for a while on the spot. Then you may feel relieved, or you may want to return the inn and take someone to the inn in person......"

"Guess what's going on?"

"What's wrong? Could it be true that the eldest princess caught someone? There was a girl who was also confused, and said hurriedly.

"The eldest princess and the concubine have been married for decades, and they are very affectionate, who is not envious of the girl in the capital, how could he do such a thing, and in the Jinwu Zangjiao Inn, people come and go, isn't it a bright knife to people?" A sober girl questioned.

Sheng Mingzhu nodded, just thinking about it a little bit and knowing that it was impossible, as long as the eldest princess had the support of the saint for a day, Xie Bi'an would not have the courage for a day.

"Don't sell it, hurry up."

"Actually, it's not a big deal, that day the eldest princess took someone to seal the inn, made a lot of noise, opened the door and looked, didn't see any beautiful Jiao'e, but saw a handsome little boy, the little boy seemed to have just woken up, very fierce, saw someone trespass into his residence, no matter who came, he did it on the spot, almost injured the eldest princess, and did not shock the jaws of the people around him."

"What's more important is that when the master heard about this, not only did he not blame the heavy punishment for the man, but also got angry with the eldest princess for him."

"What is the relationship between the little boy and the colt? Eh, have you all watched the play "Zhang Sheng's Relatives" some time ago? Wasn't there a lot of rumors out there at that time? ”

"I seem to have heard about it, it is said that the little boy looks like a colt and comes out of the same mold, and everyone who has seen it outside is spreading the ......" The little girl who surrounded the white-haired shoulders said half of her words, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that Sheng Mingzhu was still beside her, and she felt that something was wrong with saying this, and she stopped again.

Sheng Mingzhu was listening curiously, she had been staying in the mansion for the past few days, and she hadn't bothered to care about the princess's mansion, because she really didn't know what they said.

And the little boy in their mouths, if he guessed correctly, he must be Zhu Nianjun.

Taiyi Zhang is a well-known famous doctor in the Tai Hospital, if it is an ordinary illness, he will definitely not be needed, so send someone to invite him with such fanfare, is it possible that Zhu Nianjun is seriously injured?

Sheng Mingzhu suppressed the curiosity in his heart and said quietly: "Later, why did you let people come over and ask Imperial Doctor Zhang to take the pulse?" ”

"I heard that later, I was injured by the lord of Ling'an, didn't the little boy who followed me a few days ago? That little boy seems to be seriously injured, if it weren't for his grandfather's magic doctor, that man would almost die......"

"I heard that the blood is drenched, and I can't see a whole piece of flesh and skin on my body, I can't imagine that the Lord of Ling'an is so vicious, crazy and scary, you have to stay away from her in the future."

"Why did I still hear that the little boy was a rabbit raised outside by the master of the horse?"

"Master Rabbit, what is it?"

"Shut up! Dare to say anything. ”

“…… I'm not alone. ”

"I think no matter what it is, the relationship between this person and the master of the horse is definitely not ordinary, otherwise how could the master of the horse slap the lord of Ling'an in front of so many people."

"I think it's ...... too"

A few little girls chattered, and when they talked about the gossip of others, their mouths were gone, and they dared to say anything, and Sheng Mingzhu couldn't help but sweat for them.

If others hear this, they may cause some trouble.

Sheng Mingzhu coughed lightly, Zhang Yuxin saw that the sisters in the family were talking more and more inappropriately, and they dared to take out any words casually, and couldn't help but cough with a heavy face.

"I see that you are idle at home every day, you dare to say anything casually, and you can gossip about the affairs of the princess's mansion casually, be careful that I will send a few uncles to go after a while, so that none of you can be idle this winter."

Zhang Yuxin is known for her prestige, and as soon as these words came out, the audience suddenly quieted down, and no one dared to say a word casually.

Sheng Mingzhu saw that the atmosphere was stagnant, and just wanted to say something, when he saw a cold white figure in the corner of his eye, he broke into the field of vision.

It seems that with the cold light of winter, dressed in the color of snow, standing proudly, the moment it appears, everything in the world suddenly loses its color.

Several other girls who enjoyed the snow in Langfang also noticed him.

Although I knew that he was beautiful, it was inevitable that he would still be shining when he said goodbye.

Mu Changqing's steps were extremely fast, as if he had something important to do, and from a distance, I saw his thin lips pursed, his face was solemn, and he didn't care about the snow on his black hair, and Imperial Doctor Zhang, who was supposed to be at home, also hurriedly followed him.