As soon as the host came in, the scene immediately became lively. The people who were already sitting at the table all stood up, and by the way, Meng Qingyue was also surrounded inside. Those people congratulated Zhang Fudong and his wife, and each of them said a good word, which made Zhang Fudong's face full of red light and praised Mrs. Zhang's smile.

Haitang was not interested in joining in the excitement, turned around and returned to her place and just sat down, Fu Zichen also followed her and sat in another seat next to her.

"Why are you sitting here?"

Fu Zichen poured himself a glass of wine and took a small sip. "Why can't I sit here? That's where I am. ”

Fennel was a little clever, found a waiting maid and asked, and came back to tell Begonia. Knowing that this was indeed Fu Zichen's location, Haitang was a little surprised. But looking around, I saw that the male and female guests of today's banquet were not seated separately, and the men and women were scattered and would not feel strange. But after Fu Qingqing stayed in Chengwang's Mansion, the host's family should keep the Fu Mansion and the people in Chengwang's Mansion away to avoid suspicion. How can such an arrangement be ...... now? Seems to be deliberately arranged?

As if thinking of something, Haitang subconsciously looked at Fu Zichen. Fu Zichen smiled, only to see him nodding lightly, "Zhang Fudong is indeed my father's protégé, and I also ordered him to do this in my position." I knew you were coming, so I came. I know you're sitting here, so I'm going to sit next to you. ”

Begonia was dumbfounded, and after a while, he asked him, "How do you know that I will definitely come?" ”

Fu Zichen's lips smiled even deeper, "Qingqing is in the Chengwang Mansion, don't you think it's too much?" ”

Begonia's eyelids jumped twice, and she didn't want to pay attention to him anymore. After a while, he felt that something was wrong, and stared back at him sharply, "It's not that Fu Qingqing took the initiative to come over to answer me, but you want to send her over to answer me?" ”

Fu Zichen was stunned, and then smiled helplessly.

Haitang was full of anger, and it happened that the congratulatory reminiscences over there were almost all said, and they had slowly dispersed and sat back, and she couldn't directly lift the desk in front of him in front of everyone, so she could only suppress her anger for the time being. Haitang was too lazy to have any entanglements with the people in the Fu Mansion, so she called Fennel and asked her to ask if there were any other seats.

When she turned around and saw that Mrs. Zhang was still holding Meng Qingyue, she couldn't help but be a little curious.

Is the relationship between these two so cordial?

"Mrs. Zhang and Meng Qingyue are both businessmen, and they are also friends in the boudoir, and the marriage between Mrs. Zhang and Zhang Fudong is a line for Meng Qingyue, and their relationship is naturally cordial."

As if penetrating her doubts, Fu Zichen answered directly. Haitang looked coldly at the two people who had a deep sisterhood, and couldn't help but ridicule in her heart. Meng Qingyue is Huo Hanyan's aunt, the sister-in-law of the Minister of State Huo Xing, and has been best friends with Mrs. Zhang for many years, and Zhang Fudong is Fu Ji's protégé, and now he has been promoted to the secretary of the military department......

Thinking about the scene just now, I am afraid that it is not only a congratulation to Zhang Fudong on his promotion, but also a flattery to the Meng family.

Meng Qingyue and Mrs. Zhang said a few more words before they sat down, and only after sitting down did they think of Huo Hanyan. In terms of the relationship between her and Huo Hanyan, Mrs. Zhang should have arranged Huo Hanyan's position with her, but now the position next to her is vacant. In addition, she saw the carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion at the gate of the mansion, indicating that Huo Hanyan arrived early in the morning, why couldn't she see anyone at this time?

Meng Qingyue asked the lady next to her, but just now, Huo Hanyan's words of death, whoever messed with him was a fool, how could anyone dare to speak at this time. When she was in doubt, the young lady who had been scolded by Haitang before quietly came to Meng Qingyue's side, "May I ask if you are Mrs. Meng?" ”

"Which lady are you? Is there a match? Meng Qingyue held the shelf and glanced her up and down. Seeing that the little girl looked good, Meng Qingyue was still a little satisfied. If the family background is okay, you can take it back to be a daughter-in-law.

The little girl had naturally heard of Kong An's notoriety, she smiled stupidly, and then told Meng Qingyue what had just happened, and after finishing speaking, she also pointed to the location of the begonia.

Hearing that Prince Cheng was also here, the corners of Meng Qingyue's eyes flashed with viciousness. But when she saw the appearance of the begonia clearly, Meng Qingyue suddenly fell from her head to her feet, and her body fell from her seat with a weakness.

"Ahh

"Mrs. Meng?"

Someone helped Meng Qingyue up, and followed with a concerned inquiry. Meng Qingyue concealed her panic, and secretly peeked at the begonia again.

Fu Zichen withdrew his gaze and asked Haitang, "Do you know each other?" ”

Haitang stared at Meng Qingyue over there, smiling rather than smiling. "I don't really know her, but I do know her son."

Fu Zichen's eyebrows raised slightly. He had also heard of Kong An's previous misdeeds, but the two times in the capital were really too unpleasant.

It is indeed ridiculous that Meng Mansion is famous for his son's ugliness all over the world, but now Haitang's words...

Could it be that Kong An's accident was her handiwork?

Meng Qingyue peeked over again, and just happened to meet Haitang's gaze, so frightened that she almost couldn't get up in one breath.

"Qingyue, what's wrong with you?" Mrs. Zhang, who was pulling her, looked at her increasingly ugly face, and was a little anxious.

Meng Qingyue wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

After saying this, she looked up again, and there was no begonia on the other side.

Meng Qingyue was shocked, and stood up again. Mrs. Zhang was taken aback, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I was a little unwell, so I went back first."

Hurriedly dropping these words, Meng Qingyue ignored the eyes of others, and almost ran away. When she got outside, she looked around, gritted her teeth, and raised her feet towards the door of the mansion.

"Mrs. Meng."

Meng Qingyue paused, turned around and looked back at Begonia's face clearly, and her legs were weak again. Haitang stretched out her hand to hold her steady, "Why is Mrs. Meng scared when she sees this concubine, I look so scary?" ”

Meng Qingyue violently retracted the hand that was held by Haitang, and shook her head vigorously. There was a chuckle in her ear, and she turned her face back to see the smile on the lips of the begonia, and the beautiful shallow pear vortex.

With a sigh in her heart, Meng Qingyue shuddered.

"Since it's not, why did Mrs. Meng hide as soon as she saw this concubine?"

Meng Qingyue's eyes dodged, and her face was even more pale to almost blue gray. She thought about it in her heart for a while before she dared to look up at Begonia, "You are Princess Cheng?" ”

Haitang bowed, "I am Princess Cheng." ”

Meng Qingyue gasped, unlike the timidity just now, her two eyes stared at Begonia's face tightly. "You're really ......"

"Qingyue." Mrs. Zhang was really relieved and chased after her, interrupting Meng Qingyue's words.

Meng Qingyue pulled Mrs. Zhang and said a few words, glanced at Haitang again, and left in a hurry.

Mrs. Zhang looked at Begonia twice, but just called Begonia shallowly, and then went in again.

Fennel looked at it in a fog, "Is there something wrong with this Mrs. Meng?" There is also this lady, looking at it but her face is full of kindness, but just a few words quietly between the two of them just now, how can the slave and maid think that she is doing bad to the princess? ”

"How do you know what people say? Does this conclude that people are doing something bad? ”

Fennel scratched the tip of her nose, "Otherwise, why do you have to whisper." Fennel pressed and asked, "This is the excitement that the princess wants to see?" ”

Begonia straightened her dress, "Naturally not." But if you count the time, it should be about the same. She looked back at the lively feast, "The face has also been revealed, let's go back with fennel." ”

The master and servant had only walked a few steps before Fu Zichen chased them out. "Leaving?"

Begonia pursed her lips and looked straight at him. Fu Zichen's elegant and handsome face was dyed with light red, "You ......"

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Fu Zichen didn't understand, "What do you want to do?" ”

Haitang sank her face, "Fu Qingqing is for Yin Ze, Master Fu is for her daughter, what are you for?" ”

Fu Zichen looked at her with a burning look, "For you." ”

Begonia's eyebrows twisted into a pimple. Fennel glared in disbelief, "Fu Gongzi, how can you be like this!" ”

Fu Zichen's eyes were even more fiery and intense, "I just want to see you." ”

"I don't want to see you." Haitang said coolly, "I don't want to see any of you Fu family." ”

Looking at the beautiful woman who was far away, Fu Zichen's loss was fleeting. He smiled helplessly, and turned into the lively banquet again.

got into the carriage of King Cheng's Mansion, Fennel just told the coachman to go back to King Cheng's Mansion, but Begonia said that he was going to the post house.

"What is the princess going to do there?"

Haitang half-lowered his eyes, "Naturally, it's lively, it's lively." ”

After Meng Qingyue left, she went directly to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Huo Starling is not in the house now, and the porter can only let her in when he sees her anxious look.

Entering the Prime Minister's Mansion, Meng Qingyue ran all the way into Huo Hanyan's room, tightly grasping Huo Hanyan who lost his temper and threw things again. "Is that Princess Cheng? That is Princess Cheng Begonia? ”

Huo Hanyan's face was hideous, "What are you crazy about?" ”

Meng Qingyue was anxious for a while, and snatched the things in Huo Hanyan's hand, "She's not...... She was...... She's probably ......"

Meng Qingyue's incoherent words made Huo Hanyan even more upset, "You can't say all the words and still come to me to spread wild?" Come on, get her out! ”

"Cold Smoke!" Meng Qingyue's five fingers were almost clasped into Huo Hanyan's flesh, "Why didn't you say that Princess Cheng looks so much like her?" How can there be such an imaginary person in the world? ”

Meng Qingyue shuddered coldly, "Either she is back, or her daughter is back." ”

Huo Hanyan rolled her eyes and struggled with her painful wrist. "Who's back? Whose daughter is back? Auntie, are you crazy? ”

Meng Qingyue really seemed to be crazy, she threw away the things she snatched from Huo Hanyan's hand, and dragged Huo Hanyan inside.

"Meng Lingfeng."

Huo Hanyan was shocked, "Who are you talking about?" Huo Hanyan only noticed Meng Qingyue's pale face now, and after his scalp was numb for a while, the coldness spread directly from the soles of his feet to his limbs.

Meng Qingyue's eyes were scarlet, and her lowered voice was not only panic and fear, but also hatred.

"Mrs. Prime Minister, Meng Lingfeng!"