Shen Qianmo returned to the Guogong Mansion, and when she inquired, sure enough, Shen Qianxue had a miscarriage. It's just that Cui's ordered the people in the house to keep the news, and if anyone leaked it, they would all be killed.

Shen Qianmo naturally knew Cui's fear. If this matter is known by King Rong's mansion, this marriage may not be consummated.

How could the prince of the dignified and honored king marry a woman who was pregnant unmarried and had a loss of virtue as a concubine, even if it was a side concubine. Now that even the child is gone, how can you Shen Qianxue guarantee that this child must be Meng Yunce's?

But what the Guogong Mansion didn't expect was that on the second day, King Rong's Mansion knew the news of Shen Qianxue's miscarriage.

Princess Rong personally came to the door to ask for the dissolution of the marriage contract, which was aggressive and aggressive. Although Shen Yi'an felt sorry for his daughter, he was powerless to refute it, and his momentum was three points weaker. In the end, Mrs. Shen was invited to come forward.

Princess Rong still has some respect for Mrs. Shen.

When the old prince saved the first emperor, he was knighted for generations, and the old lady Shen was even named the lady of the first product, and she had some friendship with the queen mother. It's just that since the death of the old prince and her eldest son, she has been disheartened and avoided living in the Buddhist hall, not asking about the world, and the Guogong Mansion has been declining in recent years, which is not as good as before.

But for the sake of the queen mother's face, Princess Rong didn't want to brush the old lady's face too much, and in the end, the two families negotiated, and King Rong's mansion agreed to let Shen Qianxue enter the door, but the position of the prince's side concubine was impossible, so she could only be in the name of the concubine.

The old lady also knew that this was the best outcome. She didn't want to meddle in the affairs of Cui's mother and daughter, but the matter was big, if the Rong Wangfu successfully divorced the marriage, it would confirm the stigma of Shen Qianxue's unmatchmaking with the man, and the Guogong Mansion couldn't afford to lose this person.

When Shen Qianxue heard the news, she was so angry that she fainted again. Not to mention that the position of a good side concubine is gone, and now even the child is gone, I thought that the mother was more expensive than the child, and maybe she could be promoted to the concubine if she gave birth to a little son, but now she can only be a concubine.

She knows how low the status of the concubine is, how can she bear it with her arrogant personality?

But what if you don't accept it? Is there a better option for yourself? She lost her temper in the house, and beat several maids around her one by one, but she was still angry.

Shen Qianmo, count yourself ruthless! She thought viciously, this account depends on how I will settle it with you in the future! As long as I have a breath, I will not let you feel better!

In her opinion, it must be Shen Qianmo who saw through her and her mother's tricks to deal with her, and took the opportunity to design her for a tooth, so she counted all the accounts on Shen Qianmo's head.

However, Shen Qianmo didn't have the time to pay attention to the thoughts of Cui's mother and daughter.

For the two of them to harm themselves several times, Shen Qianmo originally wanted to take a good look at them. But now that she sees Shen Qianxue's fate, she doesn't bother to do things that fall into the ground. Shen Qianxue will get married in a few days, and I believe that there will be no moths.

Besides, she is busy packing her bags these days, because tomorrow she will go to Suzhou with Xie Mingyu to live.

Xie Mingyu went to visit the dean of Bailu Academy in the suburbs a few days ago, and when he returned to the capital, he heard that Shen Qianmo was scolded by the cane, and the son of Mingyu, who has always been known for his good temper, was also rarely angry, and immediately came to visit Shen Yi'an in the Guogong Mansion, and took the opportunity of his grandfather's 80th birthday to take Shen Qianmo to Suzhou to pay homage, and said that this was the meaning of his father, Songyue.

Seeing that what Xie Mingyu said was reasonable, well-founded and reasonable, Shen Yi'an could only agree.

I have heard the names of Mr. Ethereal and Songyue Jushi, so Shen Qianmo is looking forward to this trip to Suzhou.

After packing up, it was already the second watch. Shen Qianmo sent Luzhu, Qingluo, and Mama Xu to rest, put on a coat by herself, and sat in front of the window to sort out the thoughts of several recent cases.

People in this era generally go to bed early, but Shen Qianmo is used to thinking about things in the dead of night, because her thinking will be clearer at that time. This is a habit she has developed in modern times, and she can't get rid of it for the time being.

Suddenly, a light breeze blew, and the oil lamp flickered a few times.

Shen Qianmo raised her head, and there was a handsome man standing in front of her, who was tall and cold as jade, dressed in dark clothes, his black hair tied up at will, and his eyes were as deep as the sea, with a little sharpness and a little sexy.

"King Xuan?" Shen Qianmo blinked, confirming that it was not her own dazzle.

Meng Yuanheng nodded, grabbed a chair and sat down opposite her, saw the books neatly stacked on her desk, picked up one casually, glanced at the cover, and said with some surprise: "I love to read." ”

There is not even rouge gouache on the table, how much this woman doesn't like to dress up.

Shen Qianmo saw that his series of actions were done in one go, coupled with his handsome appearance and elegant and noble temperament, it was really a bit pleasing to the eye.

Shen Qianmo secretly spit on herself, cut off her nymphomaniac thoughts, and asked with some displeasure: "King Xuan came to visit late at night, what happened?" ”

Is this guy addicted to breaking into his boudoir? And he followed up with his own room, and he was very familiar with it.

Meng Yuanheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and his tone was lukewarm, "This king came to see if you have learned to be smart these days, but the nursing home of this country mansion is also not good." ”

Shen Qianmo was speechless except for a blank look. Seeing that he picked up a cup of tea on the table and was about to bring it to his lips to drink, he hurriedly stopped him: "Hey, this is my teacup." ”

However, Meng Yuanheng turned a deaf ear, took a sip elegantly, glanced at her, and said, "This king is thirsty." ”

The tone is obvious: This king has been here for a long time, and you don't pour a cup of tea to entertain you, so you can only drink it.

Seeing that this guy didn't seem to mind at all holding his cup of tea, drinking happily, Shen Qianmo had no choice but to get up and make him a new cup of hot tea, and at the same time change a cup for himself. She's not used to sharing a teacup with others.

Seeing this, Meng Yuanheng's eyes darkened. Then she picked up a note she was painting just now, and when she saw the three words "Wuji Sect" on it, her face turned pale.

"How do you know about the Wuji Sect?" He asked at the back of Shen Qianmo pouring tea.

Shen Qianmo turned around and saw the note he was holding. This was written casually when I was thinking about the clues of the case just now. Seeing Meng Yuanheng's solemn and serious face, he must also know about the Wuji Sect.

"Why do you want to ask King Xuan knowingly, don't you know my affairs best?" Shen Qianmo snorted coldly, "After so many days of surveillance, can you find an excuse to withdraw from the marriage?" ”

Knowing that she was scolded by the cane in the Guogong Mansion so she delivered medicine late at night, knowing that she disguised herself as a man Mo Xin so she came forward to solve the siege, knowing that she was framed by Cui's mother and daughter so she secretly changed horses, and even Shen Qianxue's miscarriage may have been deliberately revealed to Rongwangfu by this guy, otherwise Cui's secrecy work was done so well, Rongwangfu would not have gotten the news so quickly.

It's just that if he is trying to get out of the marriage, why do he need to help himself repeatedly? Shen Qianmo couldn't figure this out.

"Divorce? Why do you think that this king wants to get out of the marriage? Meng Yuanheng asked with a puzzled face.

Shen Qianmo looked at his intact legs, and said with a faint expression: "King Xuan doesn't seem to be as bad as rumored, in this case, how can I match you with such conditions?" ”

Meng Yuanheng had already seen her face when she delivered the medicine last time, so she didn't hide it this time. At this time, she was unveiled, and faced him calmly, with delicate facial features on her pretty face, and a scar on the lower left loomed under the oil lamp.

Hearing this, Meng Yuanheng's face sank, and he seemed to be a little angry. Seeing the scar on her face, she showed a little pity and tenderness.

"Perhaps, this king is not worthy of you!" There was a somewhat complicated look on his usually cold face.

Shen Qianmo was stunned. What did he just call himself? Mo'er? When did their relationship become so close? Here, in addition to the elders, only Xie Mingyu calls her Mo'er, but Xie Mingyu is a cousin, so she is an exception.

Meng Yuanheng was also a little surprised. It seems to be very natural, and the name "Mo'er" is called out like this, and it feels good to call it.

Regarding Meng Yuanheng's sudden change in painting style, Shen Qianmo suddenly expressed some difficulty in accepting it. She coughed lightly and said, "It's late at night, shouldn't King Xuan go back?" If it is discovered, I am afraid that it will damage the reputation of King Xuan. ”

Even if the guards of the Guogong Mansion are not strict, there are usually guards patrolling the courtyard, and it is difficult to ensure that he will not be discovered, so wouldn't he live up to his plan to withdraw from the marriage even though he is clearly delaying the marriage?

"This king never cares about fame." Meng Yuanheng snorted, and then said with a tentative expression: "Listening to the meaning of Mo'er's words, isn't it blaming King Ben for postponing our wedding?" ”

Shen Qianmo couldn't help but be dumbfounded when she heard this, which ear did you hear that I was blaming you for postponing your marriage? King Xuan, you're not sick! Besides, you don't care about your reputation, but I care about mine!

Faced with such a self-righteous person, Shen Qianmo decided to treat it coldly. She ignored him and lowered her head to continue reading her book.

"It seems that Mo'er is really blaming the king." Shen Qianmo didn't know where he got his confidence, so he made this conclusion, and then listened to him continue: "In this case, how can this king live up to the beauty, the third day of the next lunar month is an auspicious day of the zodiac, why don't we get married on that day?" ”

This guy is here to smash the field, right? Shen Qianmo was simply laughed at by him. Shouldn't King Xuan be cold and arrogant and regard women as mustard, but now he is like a scoundrel.

She said angrily: "I'm sorry, even if the third day of the next month is auspicious, this girl is not available." Also, how can marriage be a child's play, it is better for King Xuan to think twice. ”

Meng Yuanheng exaggerated and suddenly realized: "That's right, how did this king forget, the third day of the next lunar month is the birthday of Mo'er's grandfather, Mr. Ethereal." ”

Shen Qianmo spit on her face, King Xuan, your acting skills are too exaggerated. She nodded and said, "That's right, so tomorrow I will leave for Suzhou." "During this period, don't break into this girl's boudoir again, and no one will make tea for you to drink when you come.

Meng Yuanheng leisurely picked up the tea bowl, took a sip of tea with an elegant posture, and said calmly: "Mr. Ethereal's 80th birthday, how can this king, as Mo'er's fiancé, be absent?" Therefore, the king decided that the king of Ming Japan would go to Suzhou with Mo'er. ”