Outside the gate of the main hall, there were four guards of the prince of Nanwang, they were not like the guards of the palace of the prince, they only obeyed the orders of the prince, so when the prince of Nan passed by here, they did not squint, and they didn't even pay attention to the prince of Nan.

Nan Wang Ye snorted and threw his sleeves into the main hall.

As soon as he stepped into the main hall, he was stunned.

Under the Taishi chair at the top position, there is a whole tiger skin.

Lord Nan took a step back, walked out of the main hall, and looked up at the lintel.

Fortunately, it was empty, and there was no plaque with the word "loyalty" written on it.

He re-entered, but stared at the chair more and more awkwardly.

Before he came, he had already inquired that Zhuangzi was owned by the princess here, and he didn't understand, but with his son's untamable temperament, he was willing to deign to live here.

And the furnishings here ...... Why does it look so much like the king of the mountain in the cottage......

The corners of Nan Wangye's eyes twitched for a long time, and finally sat down.

When Ye Zhiwei took Xiaolian into the door, she happened to see her father-in-law sitting on the Taishi chair covered with tiger skins, and saw the expression on his face, as if he was sitting on the tip of a needle.

She hid the smile on her lips and stepped forward to salute: "Say hello to the prince." ”

Nan Wangye nodded arrogantly and looked at Ye Zhiwei.

"You've been living here for a long time, when do you plan to go back?"

Ye Zhiwei's eyes flickered, although Feng Duhan had mentioned before that Prince Nan might send someone to invite them back, but she couldn't figure out his intentions here.

It is said that the prince of Nan only needs to send someone to say something, and it will not be his turn to come to the door in person.

If something is abnormal, it is a demon!

Now that Feng Duhan is not in the village, she always needs more than one heart.

She lowered her head and said respectfully, "When the prince comes back in the evening, the concubine will ask him for an idea." She didn't answer directly, but blamed everything on Twilight.

Lord Nan frowned and said unhappily, "You have to wait for the prince to come back to make an idea for such a trivial matter?" ”

Ye Zhiwei was silent, obviously she had made up her mind, if she didn't come back, she wouldn't go back to the palace first.

The prince of the south was faintly a little angry, and what happened in the palace last time somehow reached the emperor's ears, he wanted to hang them for a few more days, and in the end they always had to come back, but the emperor summoned him into the palace yesterday, talked about the queen mother's birthday, and said that the queen mother named to see the princess.

Nan Wangye is really a little confused this time.

The queen mother is very old, and she has lived in the harem for many years, and she only occasionally shows her face every year on her birthday, she doesn't care much about the political affairs of the court, and usually there are only a few concubines she likes in the harem to accompany her, why suddenly she wants to propose to see the princess.

Back in the mansion, the more Nan Wang Ye thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

Feng Duhan's temperament is best known to him as a father, but if it goes on like this, I'm afraid that on the day of the Queen Mother's birthday, this kid will really swing sideways for him, and neither of them will show up, and his old face will be lost in front of the emperor.

After thinking about it, he could only grit his teeth fiercely, pretending to go to Zhuangzi, and was ready to scare Ye Zhiwei back with big words first.

As long as she returns to the palace, Feng Duhan will naturally follow her obediently.

But what he didn't expect was that this daughter-in-law seemed to be well-behaved, but she didn't reveal a drop when she spoke, and before he could say a few words, she pushed everything away.

"The princess thinks about you these days, hurry up and pack up your things and go back to the house with this king." Nan Wang Ye finally lost his patience and ordered directly.

"This ...... I'm afraid it's not right. Ye Zhiwei pretended to be timid, "There are still a lot of things that have not been dealt with on the concubine's side, and the prince has ordered that the concubine will not be allowed to walk around in the past few days...... Let's wait for the prince to come back and discuss this matter. ”

"It's just a shop business, as the princess, you must not lose your identity, and you have to think more about the prince when you do things......" Nan Wang Ye actually taught her a lesson.

Ye Zhiwei lowered her little head, with a humble look on her face, but in fact, she was counting the pearls embroidered on the upper of her shoes with her eyes.

Nan Wangye said for a long time, his mouth was dry, and when he saw Ye Zhiwei silent, his heart suddenly became relieved, and he felt that she must have been frightened, so he urged, "Stand and do nothing, why don't you hurry up and clean up your things, do you want this king to wait for you here?" ”

Ye Zhiwei made a bitter face, "Lord Wang, it is really the prince of the world who has a life, and the concubine does not dare to do it without permission." ”

"Nonsense!" Nan Wang Ye angrily slapped the table.

Xiaolian shuddered with fright.

Ye Zhiwei is not afraid of this old man's beard, he is fascinated by the fox spirit of Concubine Zhuang, and he will always be sobered up after receiving some lessons.

Lord Nan glared at her angrily: "You are not small, have you forgotten why this king wanted to dispose of your family law last time?" Don't think that if you don't live in the palace now, this king will have nothing to do with you, and today this king will tie you back even if he is tied up, do you believe it or not? ”

Ye Zhiwei pretended to be frightened, "The concubine is trusted...... I beg the prince of Nan not to be angry, and the concubine is also a last resort, because the prince has a life......"

Nan Wangye only felt that the blue tendons on his forehead were jumping, and she had a life...... Could it be that his dignified southern prince's words are not as good as his son?

"Presumptuous!" Nan Wang Ye stood up suddenly, pointed at Xiaolian and said, "You guys, pack up the things of the princess, and go back with this king now!" ”

Xiaolian looked at Ye Zhiwei in embarrassment.

When the prince saw it, his heart was even more angry, he didn't expect that even the slaves here would have to look at the princess's face first, what is he, the prince, in their eyes.

Xiaolian looked at Ye Zhiwei worriedly, only to see her frowning slightly, covering her lower abdomen with both hands, and her face was a little bad.

"The princess?" She just wanted to ask, but suddenly heard Nan Wangye's angry shout.

"Don't go yet!"

Xiaolian saw that Ye Zhiwei had no intention of objecting, so she had to bow down and retreat.

Anyway, they have to pack up their things and go back sooner or later, so Ye Zhiwei is not in a hurry.

Nan Wang Ye snorted coldly, "This king has been here for so long, and he doesn't even have a maid to pour a cup of tea, what kind of hospitality are you." ”

The implication was to ask her to come forward and pour tea for him.

Ye Zhiwei stepped forward in small steps and picked up the teapot, but her hands kept shaking.

A cup of tea was poured out of the cup, and it splashed a sleeve of Nan Wangye.

Nan Wangye's face changed suddenly, his sleeves were swept away, and he said angrily: "What is this, isn't it even good to pour tea!" ”

He felt that he didn't use much strength, but Ye Zhiwei staggered, and leaned back.

At this moment, the voice of the guards came from outside the door: "The prince has arrived." ”

Prince Nan sat down angrily, and was about to put on a serious face to face his son who was about to enter the door, when he suddenly heard a low moan from the princess beside him.

Nan Wangye took the opportunity to look over, but his face was shocked.

I saw Yin Hong's blood faintly oozing from Ye Zhiwei's dress, she covered her stomach with both hands, and beads of sweat on her forehead kept rolling down.

At the door, Wind Twilight was striding into the door......