Lian Zhou laughed secretly in his heart, his trick of pretending to be an idiot was too prescient, and he could pretend to be stupid if he didn't want to answer or couldn't answer. At this moment, she leaned back in her chair woodenly, as if she had turned a deaf ear to the young man's questioning.

Seeing her like this, Meng Hui didn't ask any more, then stood up and called out, "Huanqing." ”

An older maid walked in immediately, she lowered her eyebrows slightly, but she was thinking in her heart, the second young master must be asking her about today's matter, whether she replied that she had tried her best but really couldn't control this crazy little girl, or simply accepted the punishment without saying a word.

However, to her surprise, Meng Hui didn't mention it, and after calling her in, he just said lightly: "Bring a few maids in and bathe her." ”

Huanqing saw that Meng Hui didn't talk about Song Lianzhou's running around today, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and secretly prayed, hoping that her young master would forget about it soon.

She respectfully raised her eyebrows and replied, "Yes, young master." ”

When she looked up and wanted to turn around, Huanqing glanced at the girl sitting on the chair from the corner of her eyes, only to see that her sideburns were slightly messy, there were some gray and black dust crumbs on her chin, there were also a few dirts between her fair neck, her skirt was stained with some dust, and the sleeve on the right side was torn, and the skin inside was broken, and the blood was oozing.

Huanqing hesitated slightly, stopped and was about to speak, but heard Meng Hui's soft call: "Slow down first." ”

He followed Huanqing's line of sight to look at the girl sitting on the chair, only to see that several places on Lian Zhou's body were broken skin, obviously caused by Shang Xin'er falling down from her just now, his eyes suddenly became deep, like a ancient pool, he closed his gaze, looked at Huanqing, and said, "Go and call a doctor first." ”

Lian Zhou didn't raise his eyes, but he heard the young man speak, and his voice was very small: "Xin'er is really getting more and more ignorant of the rules." ”

Her eyes froze, her little head was raised, but her eyes collided with Meng Hui, and she clearly saw pity in his eyes, like water, silent and gentle.

Meng Hui touched the girl's stupid gaze, her eyes were hollow, without any brilliance, he frowned lightly, and turned his head away in an instant, but because he couldn't bear it, maybe there was a little bit of guilt. These emotions were deep and shallow, and they all rolled into the sigh of the wind, and finally could not blow the silence of the room.

Lian Zhou thought that she was dazzled, she mocked in her heart, she saw the ghost, it was too late for him to kill her, how could he feel sorry for her?

Therefore, if he doesn't say what he wants to complain about, who knows?

Lian Zhou lowered her head, secretly thinking in her heart, at this time, because of the relationship between Taijie, she should not be in danger, at least her life should be safe, so she should take advantage of this time to practice her physique, recover her skills, make a detailed plan, wait for the right time, take revenge, and then run away, the end of the world alone.

The doctor hasn't come yet, there are only two people in the room, Meng Hui and Lian Zhou, Lian Zhou lowered his head and was thinking about things, but Meng Hui was a little uncomfortable, the young man who was usually calm and old paced back and forth in the room, and finally stepped forward, bent down, a shallow red tide appeared at the base of his ears, and asked: "You said foot pain, which foot is it?" ”

Lian Zhou remembered that just now for the sake of Qi Shang Xin'er, she deliberately said that her feet hurt and asked Meng Hui to pick her up, but in fact, her feet were very good and didn't hurt at all.

Too lazy to pay attention to him. Lian Zhou looked like a mentally handicapped child, with a stunned face and didn't say a word.

Meng Hui saw that she was so demented again, and he didn't want to force her to ask her, he stepped forward with his long hand, pinched the girl's thin ankle, lifted it, and the little embroidered shoes were stained with some mud, his eyes were stunned, he pursed his lips, and then returned to normal. He frowned slightly, took off the girl's dirty shoes, and some mud crumbs were stained between his white and slender fingers.

The girl's feet are small and white, delicate and delicate, he pinched it with one hand, and the other hand slowly pressed on the girl's feet, not light or heavy, and felt very comfortable.

Lian Zhou was stunned, the sun really came out in the west, and he was actually helping her massage.

Meng Hui raised his head and said lightly: "If it hurts, just say it." When he stared, he stared slightly, and saw the girl's clear eyes like a fawn, because her cheeks were thin and her chin was pointed, so her eyes were extraordinarily large, and there was a faint sense of water, Meng returned his hand, but soon came back to his senses, lowered his head, and helped her gently rub her other foot.

Lian Zhou sneered in his heart, sure enough, the instructor in the previous life was right, men like weak and beautiful women, pretending to be pitiful can win men's sympathy, if she shows her true colors, no longer at his mercy like this, see if he will treat her like this.

It's not that she is on the tip of the bull's horns, it's not that she deliberately misinterprets the kindness of others, it's just that he has done things that hurt her and made her unforgivable, and he will inevitably harm her in the future for his own interests, so she will never believe him again.

When the doctor came, Meng Hui put down the girl's little feet, helped her put on her shoes, and waited for the doctor to leave after prescribing medicine to Lian Zhou, he told Huanqing to call Yin Xia over and give her medicine together. Unable to find any reason to stay any longer, he pursed his lips and left.

Meng Hui walked out, purple-clothed and jade-belted, with wide sleeves slowly.

Behind him, the girl looked at his tall back, her eyes were clear and her emotions were unknown.

Thereupon.

The distance between the two became farther and farther away, he didn't stop, she didn't stay.

The windows were opened, the sun shone in, and the wind blew the grass and trees, deepening the gap between them.

At the same time, Shangsheng, the Jinluan Palace.

The golden steps in the hall are paved on the ground, the red carpet is lying down, Tang Yingshu is high on the dragon chair, bright and yellow, after knowing that everyone has nothing to do, he bowed his head and signaled to retreat.

The emperor walked out of the palace surrounded by the eunuch Gong'e, stepped on the imperial chariot, and scattered hundreds of officials behind him.

Walking back to the Zhenyin Hall of the dormitory, Tang Yingshu sat in front of the desk, thought for a while, and finally dipped in ink, and used the fetal hair brush to leave ink on the white paper. Halfway through the writing, he frowned, and was so angry that he tore up everything on the paper.

He rubbed his temples, and Yang An, who was beside him, was silent when he saw him like this. Since that day he went to the Partial Thinking Palace, the emperor has been in a bad mood in the past few days, and he is getting angry day by day, often getting angry for no reason, and Yang An knows that it is related to the one in the Partial Thinking Palace.

Tang Yingying's eyebrows wrinkled into the word "Sichuan", and after a while, he picked up the pen again, wrote down the content of the appropriate talent on the paper, folded it up and put it away after drying, and said to the old eunuch beside him: "I go to sleep, you wait outside the dormitory." ”

Yang An replied, "The slave obeys." ”