Ning Chun'er was dumbfounded, and watched the princess put a pot of duck soup on the first stove, a pot of brine boiled on the second stove, and a fine net was set up on the third stove, and all kinds of meat and vegetables were roasted on it.

Cook the duck soup first, the duck is already cooked, and as soon as the fragrance is overflowing, Ning Chun'er looked at the princess and calmly took the fan to fan in the direction of the study, and when the fan was tired, she came to take over with brocade clothes.

After about a quarter of an hour, I felt that the duck soup was almost cooked, so Meijing took out the soup and put it away, and went to boil the brine next to it. This brine smells very fragrant, and I don't know how she does it, so Linfeng can't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

There was a noise in the study.

The beauty did not move, and after boiling the brine for a quarter of an hour, the pig's ears and pork belly were thrown in, and then they were also served.

Finally, there's the barbecue, which is the biggest smell. Meijing picked up the barbecue, sprinkled with cumin oil and chili, roasted until the outside was charred and the inside was tender, and the fragrance was all fanned to the end of the study.

Song Liangchen, who hadn't eaten all day today, finally couldn't help but open the door, walked to Meijing with a straight face, squatted down and picked up the chopsticks next to him, grabbed a piece of barbecue meat, swallowed it with a hot tongue, and took another sip of duck soup to drink.

During the whole process, even if he was so hot that he stuck out his tongue, the expression on the face of the prince did not change, cold, indifferent, and sad.

Shen Meijing put all the dishes next to him on the stone table in the courtyard for him, accompanied him with a cold, indifferent, and sad face, and then asked, "Do you want rice?" ”

"A bowl."

"Okay."

Ning Chun'er looked at it in amazement for a long time, gave the tray in her hand to the gold dust, and retreated silently.

Jin Fan's expression was a little solemn, and he walked for a while before saying, "It seems that the princess always has a way to deal with the prince." ”

"Hmm." Ning Chun'er nodded: "This is called innate." ”

Jin Fan frowned: "But master, you also put a lot of effort into making things, why don't you put them on that table together?" ”

Ning Chun'er smiled: "Superfluous things, no matter how good they are, they shouldn't be put on to obstruct people's eyes." The Buddha said that to perfect others is to perfect oneself. ”

The heart was still uneven, but the gold powder could only sigh and follow his master back to the ladies building.

As soon as he sat down, someone came in and said: "Master, that Mo'er still went to find Xiang Wanyi, and Xiang Wanyi seems to want to entangle." ”

Ning Chun'er frowned, her face was condensed: "Wait to see the actions of the master, if she dares to be sorry for the prince again, then don't blame me." ”

"Yes." The little maid answered and retreated.

Shen Meijing stretched out her chopsticks to pick up vegetables for Song Liangchen, looked at him and asked, "Which one is the best?" ”

"Sauerkraut and duck soup are appetizing, marinated with wine, and barbecue with rice." Song Liangchen pursed his lips: "You, how can you pinch people's weaknesses?" ”

He was immersed in the grief of losing his child, and was hooked up by the smell of duck soup, and he was appetizing when he smelled it. Then there was such a string of things, clearly filling his stomach, so how could he bear it?

When I was full, the feeling of sadness didn't seem to be so intense. Song Liangchen pursed his lips, looked at Shen Meijing and said, "You are so good to settle down in the Yu family, I am not in the mood to see her." ”

"Hmm." Meijing nodded: "She still has a month of small confinement to sit, and the concubine has instructed someone to send tonic medicine on time, and she can have another child after recuperating her body." ”

Song Liangchen nodded and let out a long sigh.

Wen Erya came out of the dungeon, but was to be sent back to the Wen family. In this Yan Land, a woman who was sent back to her parents' house by her husband's family or committed a crime must have a very sad life, and if she meets a father like Admiral Wen again, she will not have to live that day directly.

Knowing that he would not end well, and because of Yu's family, Wen Erya bit her finger when she was grooming and dressing, wrote a long blood letter, and handed it to the brocade clothes next to her.

"The trouble is transferred to the princess." She said with a sad gaze: "It's also a suicide note." ”

Jinyi was stunned for a moment and took the blood book.

Wen had just been sent back to Wen's house when she heard the news of her death from a violent illness the next day, and her mother, who was overly grieved, followed her.

Shen Meijing looked at the blood book in her hand and was very embarrassed, but she didn't plan to make trouble for Song Liangchen at this time, she just put the blood book away and waited for all this to pass.

For such a smart woman, the final fate is just a straw mat. The Wen family didn't want Wen Erya and her mother to enter the ancestral grave, Shen Meijing heard the news, but secretly asked Jinyi to take care of it, so that the corpse would not be exposed in the wilderness, and there would be a tombstone.

A total of five taels of silver was spent, and she planned to record it in Song Liangchen's account.

"Master." Mo'er looked at Yu Mengshuang a little nervously: "It's getting late, don't you really want the slave to follow you?" ”

Yu Mengshuang, who had been resting for a few days, already had the strength, and said while putting on her own makeup: "You just pretend to be me on the bed, and I'll go and go back." ”

Mo'er was still a little uneasy in her heart, looking at her master, she wanted to tell her but was afraid that she would get angry, so she could only lie back on the bed, facing in.

Yu Shi packed everything, took a bottle of things, opened it, and lightly applied it to his lips, and then put on Mo'er's clothes, put on his cloak, and walked outside.

Xiang Wanyi is insatiable in this kind of person, and she doesn't intend to indulge. The child is gone, if she still keeps him, she will never have a chance to turn over in front of Ning Chun'er. Only when Xiang Wanyi dies is there no proof of death.

Gritting her teeth, she disappeared into the night.

Ning Chun'er's house was lit with lights, and in the dark night, it seemed very lonely.

In the middle of the night, for some reason, it rained heavily, Shen Meijing lay next to Song Liangchen, listening to the wind and rain howling outside mixed with thunder, and couldn't help but get closer to him.

Song Liangchen opened his eyes, simply stretched out his hand to fish the person over, pressed it in his arms and asked, "Afraid of thunder?" ”

"Sort of." Meijing closed her eyes: "I always feel that Lei will split the house." ”

Raising the corners of his mouth slightly, he turned over and hugged her firmly: "The house has been split, and I still have me, sleep." ”

As soon as his heart warmed, Meijing looked up at him, and couldn't help but say: "If you meet early, you are also a good person." ”

Song Liangchen was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips and was silent. Just when she almost thought that he was asleep, the man said quietly: "You are obviously sleek and sophisticated, but why is it so difficult for the person who lives in your heart to walk?" Even now, do you still think I'm inferior to him? ”

The person in his arms was obviously stiff, and he didn't say a word in his arms.

He smiled bitterly, and he really didn't know if he was lucky or unlucky, after so long, his princess still didn't let him in in his heart.

It's too stubborn.

Meijing closed her eyes, but she seriously thought about his words. Xu Zijin was the one who rescued her when she was at her most depressed, and he was so gentle with her that she was willing to believe that the whole world was a good person. There is no such person anymore, no matter how good the person is in the future, there will always be a place for him in her heart.

It is not necessarily that Zijin is better than Song Liangchen, it can only be said that fate is here, and if it is late, it will be late.

Isn't life just about making oneself better? Why would she think about all these bad things? Shaking her head, Meijing stretched out her hand and hugged Song Liangchen's waist, trying to let herself fall asleep in the thunder.

The wind and rain were like obscurity, a figure fell at the door of the Shizi Mansion, the blood was washed clean by the heavy rain, a face was pale, his eyes were open, looking at the direction of the side door of the Shizi Mansion, as if he couldn't look at it.

In the early morning after the heavy rain, the air was very fresh, and the lettuce in charge of the kitchen opened the door and saw something outside. The face that was originally smiling turned pale in an instant.

"Princess! The princess! ”

Meijing was still asleep, and someone outside called her one after another. Song Liangchen frowned and opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to block Meijing's ears, and asked Jinyi: "Who is calling?" ”

Jinyi hurriedly went out to ask about the situation, came back and stood at the partition, and only after a long time did he say: "Master, lettuce said that Yu died at the gate of the mansion, the body was lying down, and the blood all over his body seemed to be clean." ”

Jingjing still woke up, took Song Liangchen's hand away, frowned and got up to change clothes: "How come?" ”

Song Liangchen was stunned and looked serious.

The people in the mansion were all gathered at the side gate of the Shizi Mansion, but there was no one around, but the corpse was in front, and no one dared to move.

Shen Meijing and Song Liangchen came out together, and when they saw the things at the door, they ordered the human: "Carry people into the mansion and then talk." ”

"Yes." The family hurriedly went to do it, and the two of them placed the body in the backyard. The maids screamed one after another, and Meijing sank her face and said, "All retreat, invite Master Ning over, and invite the yamen's servants and head catchers to come over." ”

Yu Shi felt that his legs were weak when he looked at the appearance of the corpse, and he ran out with a crawl, Jinyi went to invite Master Ning, Ning Chun'er arrived after a while, frowning and looking at the corpse on the ground.

In the rain, Yu's body soaked white, and she had multiple knife wounds on her body, all of which were white and yellow, and her appearance was terrifying. After taking a look at the beautiful scenery, he didn't dare to look at it more, and said to Song Liangchen: "Lord mourning." ”

"Isn't she sitting in the confinement zone?" Song Liangchen said lightly: "Why did you dress like this and die outside the mansion?" ”

Ning Chun'er and Meijing didn't say a word.

Song Liangchen suddenly smiled: "That's it, leave it to the Yu family to check, Yu's biological mother please come and check." ”

"Yes." The beauty is stunning.

There were deaths one after another in the house, and the atmosphere was very solemn. Ning Chun'er said goodbye and went to the Buddhist hall in the prince's mansion and began to chant and pray.

Yu's biological mother, An, came over in the afternoon, and cried when she saw her daughter's body, and she must find out the murderer.

Meijing looked at her helplessly, and said everything that Yu had done before and after, and she didn't say anything, so she said: "She was supposed to sit in the inkstone pond for a small confinement, but she died outside the house wearing the clothes of her personal maid, which is not good for her reputation, so I will hand it over to you to investigate, and the ugliness of the family will not be publicized." ”

An Shi was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, as if he had thought of something, and he was silent.

The mourning hall is located in the inkstone pond, and the beautiful scenery does not urge An's, so she is allowed to keep the spirit in the inkstone pond.

After seven days, An Shi said to Meijing with red eyes: "The deceased is gone, I have discussed this matter with the master, so I won't check it, let Mengshuang go on the road quietly." ”

"The Shizi Mansion will naturally respect your decision." Meijing looked at her regretfully: "You want to mourn, if you have something to figure out, you can talk to me." ”

"Thank you, Princess." An Shi looked at Shen Meijing and stopped talking, and finally could only sigh: "Our family is sorry for the son." ”

Meijing patted her hand, comforted her, gave another gift, and sent her out in person.

"Chun'er."

In the Buddhist hall, Ning Chun'er was knocking on the wooden fish, and when she heard the sound of the beautiful scenery, she turned around and looked at her calmly: "The first seven have passed?" ”

"Hmm." Jingjing's eyes were a little complicated, she closed the door behind her, looked at her and said, "I have something to ask you." ”

Ning Chun'er smiled, put down the gavel, got up with her skirt, walked to Shen Meijing and knelt down, looked up at her, her face was full of calmness: "She deserves to die." ”

The beauty was shocked, and she looked at her in disbelief. She didn't ask anything, she actually ...... directly

"I had a private meeting in the middle of the night, fornicated with others, conceived wild seeds, and deceived the son. Such a person still wants to continue to stay in the Shizi Mansion, but the concubine is not allowed. ”

Behind her is the compassionate Buddha, the expression on her face is clean, but her eyes are persistent like a demon: "Anyone who hurts the lord can't be tolerated by the concubine." ”

After being stunned for a long time, Meijing regained her voice, and slowly lowered her body to look at Ning Chun'er: "You... Did you really kill someone? ”

Ning Chun'er pursed her lips and said softly, "Will the princess sue?" ”

The brain didn't react, but the head shook itself first. Shen Meijing didn't know why she chose to shake her head, but the person in front of her, just like when she first met, was as innocent and kind as a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl.

How can such a person kill someone?