Jiang Xiudie turned out to be very calm, some hot tea was splashed on her body, and she didn't panic, she only looked up at her, with tears clearly on her face: "The princess is angry, it is the prince who is drunk, and it has nothing to do with the little woman." ”

"You mean, I should go to the prince theory?" Meijing sneered: "If you hadn't seduced you, how could the prince have gone to the wrong room?" ”

Jiang Xiudie frowned, very distressed. Although this is the result she wants, but it is really not what she did, if she is, how can she just let the prince sleep in bed and do nothing?

"Those who are clear are self-purifying, and the little woman has nothing to say." She sighed and knelt down in resignation.

Shen Meijing slapped the table heavily, and said angrily: "You dare to fight with this princess, come on, pull her out and give this princess twenty court rods!" ”

The house slaves outside were all startled, looking at the delicate woman kneeling on the ground, and couldn't help but dare to say: "Princess, twenty court staffs, she will die." ”

Didn't some maids have been beaten to death?

"Don't understand what this princess is saying?" Meijing glared at him: "What are the consequences, I still need you to remind me?" ”

The house slave frowned and hesitated for a while before helping Jiang Xiudie up and walking out.

It's really up! It's not a capture or a detention, this slave is still in her yard.

The beautiful scenery is staggering, the charm of this Jiang Xiudie is really boundless, even the people in her yard are so partial to her? Amazing!

The rest of the house slaves brought sticks, and the beautiful scenery went to the yard to watch, Jiang Xiudie trembled and lay on the bench, which was really pitiful.

"Let's do it." She said.

The two house slaves, one on the left and one on the right, reluctantly lifted the stick, and landed on Jiang Xiudie's body, as if playing, the action was very large, but it was clear that it fell very lightly, and it didn't hurt people at all.

However, Jiang Xiudie's tears kept falling, how aggrieved she was.

Shen Meijing didn't say much, silently counted the number of beatings, and when she saw that it was almost over, she looked at the door.

Song Liangchen stepped into the courtyard in time and shouted, "Stop!" ”

The voice was full of shock, anger, distress and other emotions, there were levels, and the feelings were in place, and everyone was shocked.

The house slaves hurriedly stopped, and Meijing looked at him in surprise and said, "Lord? ”

His face was so dark that he looked at her, and Song Liangchen strode over to look at her: "Xiudie didn't do anything wrong, why did you do this to her?" ”

"Lord Wang!" The brocade next to him couldn't help but say, "You are actually angry with the princess for this woman?" ”

"Why can't this king be angry?" Song Liangchen snorted coldly: "I said early in the morning that lynching is not allowed in this courtyard, as a princess, you have a small belly and chicken intestines, ignoring the family rules, and you are not allowed to be angry with this king?" ”

Meijing raised her eyebrows, and couldn't help muttering, "You lynched ...... last time"

"That's not counted, what this king moved is not a lynching."

"Oh."

Coughing lightly, Meijing raised her head, her face full of disappointment, sadness and heartbreak: "The prince thinks it's the concubine's mistake?" ”

"You're not wrong, it's the king who is wrong, but things have happened, and you have to tolerate the embroidered butterfly." Song Liangchen said with a straight face: "After all, she is the king's person." ”

Her pupils shrank, and when she heard this, she suddenly fell silent.

Song Liangchen panicked slightly, and for some reason seeing her expression, his heart also hurt.

Don't take it seriously, that's what he said!

Jiang Xiudie was still beside her, and she couldn't say anything, so she could only continue to look at her with a cold face.

Taking a deep breath, Meijing's voice choked: "The prince will be lucky whoever he loves, and he will spoil whoever he loves, and the concubine doesn't care!" ”

With that, he turned around and ran into the house.

With a slight step at his feet, Song Liangchen pursed his lips, and could only watch her run back to the house and close the door, then shook his head and said, "How can you be a good princess if you are so stingy?" ”

Jiang Xiudie happily watched the whole process on the side, her heart was happy, but her face was still very sad, and when she saw that Lord Yan came to help her, she asked cautiously: "Isn't the slave very unpopular with the princess?" ”

Nonsense, do you still need to ask?

Song Liangchen smiled: "It's okay, you go back to your own courtyard, and leave the rest to this king to deal with." ”

"Yes." Jiang Xiudie stood up and looked at him with some words.

Since they all admit that they are his women, don't you plan to give them a name?

Song Liangchen really didn't have this plan, no matter how hot her eyes were, he didn't see it, turned around and entered Shen Meijing's house.

Maybe he's neglecting the name, right? Jiang Xiudie thought, don't worry, anyway, she has already opened the door, so she is not afraid that she will not be able to go in.

in the house.

Song Liangchen closed the door and walked towards the inner room, looking at Jingjing's face in a bit of a panic: "Are you really angry?" ”

Meijing blinked and looked back at him blankly: "What are you angry about?" Didn't the prince want the concubine to behave a little angry? ”

With a sigh of relief, Song Liangchen covered his eyes, and sighed after a while: "The performance is too real, which scared the king." ”

Meijing snorted twice, hugged her arms and said: "Since entering the gate of the Song family, the concubine feels that she has inherited the ancestral shadow of the Song family in terms of acting skills." ”

The family surnamed Song is all acting, and there is no fuel-efficient lamp!

Song Liangchen smiled, then sat on the soft couch, and stretched comfortably: "I didn't sleep well last night, this king will rest for a while." ”

Meijing glanced at him: "Beauty still can't sleep well in her arms?" ”

"Hmm." Song Liangchen said seriously: "The bed is too hard, and the pillow is stuffed with herbs, and the smell is really bad." ”

Beauty: Is that the point of "......"? Shouldn't the focus be on Jiang Xiudie? She also wanted to ask him if he really misfired last night, and when he said that, she didn't need to ask.

What a good man to worry about.

With King Yan as the backstage, Jiang Xiudie is more free to come and go in this house, the maids have to have a relationship with her, and the house slaves have always been good to her, no matter where she goes, it is almost unimpeded.

Jiang Xiudie was very satisfied with this situation, and while swaying in the house, she often asked the kitchen people to cook something and take it to King Yan to be courteous.

What did she say? Sure enough, no emotion can be as strong as a rock, and look, isn't this her hook?

With King Yan protecting her, the princess didn't dare to come to her for trouble. But except for the time when Song Liangchen was drunk, she has never been able to sleep after that, and she has always been just the title of a maid.

couldn't hold it back, Jiang Xiudie still went to find Shen Meijing.

"The prince also said that the slave and maid are already his people." Kneeling in front of the princess, Jiang Xiudie had an excellent attitude: "The concubine is not greedy for anything, but at least she is also given a position, so as not to embarrass the slave maid in this courtyard, what do you think?" ”

For this kind of player who destroys other people's feelings and is justified to ask for a position, everyone must be calm, and refuse with a more high-sounding reason, that is, the main room should still have the demeanor of the main room.

Meijing smiled: "Do you know that Yandi has been recruiting soldiers recently?" ”

Jiang Xiudie was stunned for a moment, her heart jumped, and she looked up at her: "Conscription...... What does it have to do with us? ”

"The treasury is tight, and even the prince has been saving money recently." Shen Meijing said very distressedly: "It's not that I don't want to give you a position, but at such a tense time, everyone is saving money, where is the money to pay you?" ”

The corners of her mouth twitched, and Jiang Xiudie couldn't help but sneer. With such a big house, is it not enough to pay for gifts?

However, she couldn't refute it, so she could only say: "The slave can not need any gift money, as long as she gives a position, even if it is just a concubine." ”

Meijing raised her eyebrows and smiled at her kindly: "The concubine still has the title of a maid in the room." ”

Jiang Xiudie's face turned green.

No matter how she says it, she is a bit of a background, although the family is in decline, but they are all the prince's people, and she can only be a maid in the room? Are you kidding!

"This princess will not be willing to accept this position." Meijing said: "Actually, the name is really not important, you serve the prince well, and when he remembers it, he will naturally give you what he deserves." ”

With an easy kick, he kicked the ball to Yan Wangye.

Jiang Xiudie got up, glanced at her after saluting, and said in a low voice: "Forgive the concubine, if the princess is too blind to some things, in this backyard, it is always you who suffers." ”