Although in Song Huai's heart, Kou Jingyu was already a dead man at this time.

But in front of him, the people who should be there and those who shouldn't be there are still standing, and they all seem to continue to watch the play and won't leave for a short time.

Is it to simply break the jar and break it without explaining and let them think about it, or do they refute the face of Prince Jing in front of everyone?

For a moment, the balance in Song Huai'an's heart kept shaking.

She doesn't know what the consequences will be after any choice, Song Huaixin's jealousy? Or Kou Jingyu's annoyance?

This moment slowly prolonged, and the atmosphere slowly became strange, facing the suspicious or inquiring gazes of several people in front of him, Song Huaian felt that his heartbeat was violent, and his palms were slightly numb.

She's just a little bit of a little bit of a little bit of a character, and she just wants to learn her skills to make a living, and have a place in this strange place.

However, many things are not as simple as she thinks, she still has nothing, she is still a very failed Song Huai'an, she is afraid in front of Song Huaixin, she has scruples in front of Sheng Jin, and she is very powerless in front of Kou Jingyu.

She felt that she was super wronged, she obviously didn't do anything, and she was unlucky to come here, not only became the heroine's old enemy, but also was attacked everywhere, and her life was not smooth for a day!

"Eh......"

Sheng Xuan watched his little apprentice open his mouth for a long time, and finally his eyes turned red and he cried.

"What, what's wrong?"

After all, it was in front of a group of people, Sheng Xuan didn't get too close, he only took the folding fan and gently knocked on Song Huai'an's shoulder, and he didn't know how to coax, so he opened his mouth.

"Such a big girl, isn't it ashamed to cry at the gate?"

I want you to manage—

Song Huaian was provoked by this sentence, so he simply covered his face with both hands, squatted on the ground and continued to cry, anyway, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't cry yet, it was too aggrieved!

Sheng Xuan heard this girl crying louder, and the whole person was uncomfortable, so he turned his eyes to Kou Jingyu.

"You, no, His Royal Highness King Jing, this ......"

Kou Jingyu didn't expect Song Huai'an to suddenly lose control of his emotions, he looked down at Song Huai'an who was squatting on the ground, and looked at the woman's shaking shoulders.

It was the first time he had grown so big and felt overwhelmed like this.

I just stared at it and didn't know what to do.

"Huai'an, what the hell are you crying about, no one is bullying you here."

Song Huaixin has always been tired of women who shed tears at every turn, but at the moment she is still patient.

After all, it was at the gate of the Sheng Mansion, and when outsiders saw it, it seemed that they had done something to her.

Song Huai'an heard Song Huaixin's words, she also knew that she was embarrassed to look like this, but she couldn't control it when she was nervous, the more she was depressed, the more she sobbed, and she felt collapsed.

She's not a teenage girl, she's an adult woman with a run for three inside.

How ashamed she was at this time, only she understood.

At this time, Kou Jingyu, who had been stunned for a while, finally seemed to have regained his thoughts, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and gently wiped Song Huai'an's tears.

"I was wrong."

"Don't cry."

"Let's shout again when we get married in the future."

Who wants to marry you?

Song Huai'an took a breath, she looked at Kou Jingyu with red eyes, and finally sorted it out.

From beginning to end, it's this guy's fault, shouting, ganging, and causing trouble......

It's a troublemaker!

Song Huai'an took Kou Jingyu's handkerchief and wiped her tears, she took two deep breaths, and finally let her tears stop.

"Let's go inside."

Sheng Jin, who had not spoken all this time, finally spoke, and everyone entered the Sheng Mansion together as if nothing had happened just now.

And Sheng Xuan, who was about to cross the threshold, suddenly closed the folding fan and looked back at the door.

No, he was obviously going out, why did he go in a daze?

"Master."

Sheng Xuan was thinking about how to walk, when suddenly his sleeves were pulled, and his little apprentice looked at him with red eyes.

"Butler Ai can live as he likes? I'm going to talk to him about ......."

Looking at Song Huai'an, who had calmed down at this time, Sheng Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, obviously looking at a very strong girl, she was also a crybaby.

However, King Jing actually called Song Huai'an Niangzi, as far as he knew, His Royal Highness should not have a concubine, so he couldn't figure out what the relationship between the two of them was for a while, but he was very curious at the moment It was true, but unfortunately now was not a good time to ask.

"He was still there when I left, so he should be preparing dinner for you."

Song Huaian nodded, thanked him and left in a hurry.

Regarding the shop, she should have told Sheng Xuan, but she instinctively felt that it was better to discuss with Sheng Xuan than to find Lao Ai, if there was really a big problem, Lao Ai should inform Sheng Ergongzi.

Song Huai'an had gradually regained her mentality at this time, her general face had been lost, and Kou Jingyu also promised not to shout indiscriminately, she just had to try her best to avoid these people and concentrate on her own affairs in the future.

When Song Huai'an returned to live with his heart, as Sheng Xuan said, Steward Ai had already prepared dinner, and as soon as he saw her come back, he began to ask about the shop.

After all, when he was going to be in the daytime, he was also seen by the eldest prince on the spot, and Lao Ai was still a little worried.

During the meal, Song Huaian told Lao Ai about the plaque, she was still very worried, but Lao Ai was relieved after hearing it, and waved his hand.

"Don't worry about it, I'll go to Qianbai Pavilion tomorrow and say it, Yue Weng's words can't be obtained, and other Weng's words can always be obtained, you can rest assured."

Song Huai'an finally breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Lao Ai say this, she was still worried that if she went back tomorrow, Mr. Jin would say that she couldn't even do this thing.

Originally, it was not early when she returned to Sheng Mansion, Song Huai'an rushed to Baisheng Yuan in a panic after eating, today was the first time she went to Wanniang, if she was late, it would not be good.

Fortunately, when she arrived at Parkson Garden, Wanniang didn't say anything, but when she saw her coming, she handed her a hoe.

Song Huaian was about to ask, but saw that the late mother also walked towards her with a hoe.

"A few days ago, it rained heavily, and the grass in the fence in the garden rose, and you are afraid that you will have to work with me these days."

Song Huai'an couldn't help laughing when she heard this, the woman in front of her obviously had such an elegant and shallow face, but she didn't expect that she liked to fiddle with flowers and plants, and even carried a hoe to the ground, which really didn't match her fairy appearance.

"It's okay, I like to fiddle with these too, I used to plant them when I was at home, but they were all planted in very small pots......"

Song Huai'an briefly talked about the past, and the late mother listened quietly all the time, occasionally smiling, or when she heard Song Huai'an say that the flower pot in the house was in the shape of a puppy in the past, she asked a little curiously.

"There are twelve official kilns in the Southern Wei Dynasty, and it is the first time I have heard that someone will fire such a special shape of flower pots."

When Song Huaian heard this, he hurriedly explained.

"It's a puppy-shaped vessel, but I'm going to use it as a flower pot."

Wan Niang touched her chin when she heard this, and nodded, "Your idea is good, next time I will order a batch of such goods, and it will be pleasing to the eye when it is put out." ”

As soon as Song Huai'an heard that Wanniang had such thoughts, he came closer.

"Master Wanniang, I have some ideas about flower pots, would you like to hear them?"