Ye Yuyou's front foot is still happy, she doesn't have to study, and Mama Rong on the back foot will come over.

Her little face collapsed instantly, looking at the flowers outside, looking at Mama Rong's serious face, she wanted to say something, but Yue Xingchen had long since disappeared.

"Miss Ye." Mama Rong looked at her and saluted respectfully.

"This can't be helped, if you want to say that you are also half my master!" Although Ye Yuyou spoke very aggressively, she also knew what to do.

Mama Rong's face tightened, looked at her, and said: "Miss Ye, according to the rules of the palace, if you are in the palace, others salute you, don't giggle, lest people think that you are a bully." ”

"What does this have to do with bullying?" Ye Yuyou was a little puzzled, and there was a little more doubt in her eyes.

"The country has national laws, and the family has family rules, if everyone doesn't need to worship and salute when they see it, then how can this rule come about?" Mama Rong spoke.

"The rules are set by people, and the rules are dead, but people are alive."

"But this is the rule of the palace, Miss Ye just needs to remember." Mama Rong didn't know how to talk to her for a while.

However, Ye Yuyou also nodded, and agreed to it.

"Today, the old slave will talk to Miss Ye about this etiquette ......"

Mama Rong stood there and began to talk to Ye Yuyou.

This afternoon, swaying and passing, although Ye Yuyou said that he was ignorant, he also understood something.

But it doesn't matter, there are still a few days to go, and Mama Rong is very confident in her and herself.

So much so that in the next log, Ye Yuyou can be said to be miserable, and after finally learning all the things, Yue Xingchen came to help check it again, and she suddenly wilted.

"Why, you're so excited to see me?" Yue Xingchen looked at her pitiful appearance, with a smile in her eyes, and quipped.

"Let's enter the palace tomorrow, can you let me rest." Ye Yuyou had a flattering look on her face, she had recently learned the rules, and her head was about to explode.

"It's that I'm going to enter the palace tomorrow, so I have to accept it today, so I don't have to embarrass me if I go tomorrow." Yue Xingchen glanced at her.

“……”

Ye Yuyou heard this, and greeted the eighteen generations of Yue Xingchen's ancestors in his heart.

However, she still showed Yue Xingchen the rules she learned, and she didn't stop until Yue Xingchen nodded.

And in the past few days, Song Zecheng's injuries are also healed, and he has also drunk the decoction she sent in the past few days.

I only heard the noise outside, and I heard the girl who saved him screaming when she was beaten.

He subconsciously stood up and kicked the door of the firewood room open to save the girl.

Her aunt was dressed in a rose-colored dress, holding a long whip in her hand, and the moment she saw Song Zecheng, she was stunned, and then shouted again, "What's wrong with you, it turns out that you can steal men, I won't kill you and me today!" ”

As she spoke, she raised the whip and was about to hit her indiscriminately, but Song Zecheng grabbed the whip with one hand.

"Heh, look at you wild man protecting you so tightly, come on, beat both of them to death!"

In a word, a lot of people came in the courtyard again.

Song Zecheng's brows furrowed, and his cold eyes swept over the woman, "Isn't there a royal law in the Feng Kingdom!" ”

"Here, I am the king's law, give it to me!"

Twenty or thirty family members rushed up, the little girl panicked, took his hand and walked to the back, and after arriving at the back door, she sent him out directly, "You go quickly, don't worry about me!" ”

"I'll get you out of here." After all, he is his savior, and it is impossible for Song Zecheng not to save him when he dies.

"I can't run." The little girl's eyes were red, and when she saw that the door of the partition was about to be kicked open, she wiped a handful of tears, "You go quickly, don't worry about me, I won't tell you!" ”

"I'll take you away." The tears fell into Song Zecheng's heart, and his heart trembled inexplicably, and he took her hand and left.

But when he left, he remembered the plaque of Mofu.

He has lived so much, and no one has dared to do this to him.

The little girl looked at the firmness in his eyes, and for a moment she believed him, "I know where to escape from this town, and if we don't take the path, we won't be able to escape." ”

As she spoke, she pulled him away directly.

The two of them ran a long way, and it was getting dark, and the little girl stopped.

Song Zecheng was already injured, and it was not appropriate to go more, the clothes on his body were still from that day, he took some silver from his arms, put it in the hand of the little girl, looked at the inn next to him, and said softly: "We will stay here tonight." ”

"Okay." The little girl nodded, and helped him inside.

"What's your name?"

"Mo Ying."

Song Zecheng wrote it down in his heart and said softly: "I, Song Zecheng." ”

When he arrived at the inn, Mo Ying put the silver on the table, "Shopkeeper, come to a room." ”

"Aren't there two?" Song Zecheng frowned slightly.

Mo Ying sniffed, "My mother told me that although money is something outside the body, it is absolutely impossible to have no money. ”

In a word, Song Zecheng was silent.

She sat there, looking at the food on the shopkeeper, and couldn't help swallowing her saliva, "I haven't eaten such a good meal since my mother left." ”

"Is your aunt very bad to you?" When Song Zecheng finished saying this, he was silent again.

If it's good for her, is it about beating her to death?

There was a moment of silence in the room, which was quickly broken by Mo Ying.

"You can see it, maybe it's a relief for me to leave."

Song Zecheng didn't know what to say to comfort her, "Don't worry, when you return to the capital, I will help you what you want to do." ”

"Beijing?" Mo Ying looked at him with surprise in her eyes.

"Yes." Song Zecheng nodded, the candlelight hit Mo Ying's face, he looked at her, with a small nose and big eyes, although her appearance was not particularly outstanding, but she was delicate, and she was wearing a coarse linen shirt, which could not hide her temperament.

"I heard that it was very prosperous, but it's a pity that my mother left early and couldn't take me to see it." After saying this, Mo Ying lowered her head again, holding chopsticks and eating the vegetables in small bites.

When there was only one steamed bun left from the shopkeeper, Mo Ying raised her head and looked at Song Zecheng who was sitting there, her face dyed crimson, "I accidentally finished eating, you can eat some too, I'm going to help you get some." ”

Song Zecheng shook his head, "You better not go, this is a place of right and wrong, and I can do this." ”

Although he is also an authentic prince of the capital, it is not that he has never suffered anything.

Looking at the way he was eating, Mo Ying pursed her lips and did not speak.