Aunt Lan said, "Although the concubine is a concubine, she is a woman from an official family. But this Meng Zhangshi, she is just a woman, I don't know if she is innocent, the lord has such a close relationship with her, can she put the concubine in his eyes? ”

Lord Mu looked at her, "Don't act arbitrarily just because your father and I are friends!" ”

"The concubine didn't act arbitrarily!" Aunt Lan said, "The concubine only asks the master to treat the concubine well, and the concubine follows the lord in everything, isn't it enough for the lord to have a concubine?" ”

"Of course not enough." Song Zhizhi walked in and saw Widow Meng standing with her head down, so she pulled her to sit down, she raised her eyes to look at Aunt Lan, "You are not worthy of being the lady of Shangshu Mansion, therefore, Lord Shangshu has been vacant for the position of the eldest lady, so you want to marry another." ”

Aunt Lan glared at Song Zhizhi angrily, and then stretched out her hand to Widow Meng, "Then I won't marry her, she is not worthy!" ”

"It's not up to you to decide whether you deserve it or not." Song Zhizhi looked at Master Mu, "It's your lord, you have the final say, aren't you?" ”

Widow Meng secretly tugged at Song Zhizhi's sleeve, "Zhizhi, don't!" Don't say such things. ”

"I'll try him for you, won't I?" Her love is dead, but not everyone is like this, if she can help Widow Meng and make her happy, her heart will feel a little better.

"Lord Muslim?"

Mu Jingsong frowned deeply, and then said, "The eldest lady that Lord Ben wants must be amiable, virtuous and gentle, kind and upright. He said to Aunt Lan, "You are still young, just be your aunt." ”

"What kind of obstacle is size?" Aunt Lan said, "As the master said, the most favored is Lan'er." Lan'er thought that sooner or later she would be the master's main wife, that was Lan'er's dream, the reason to live! Life and sleep together, death in the same cave, this is Lan'er's only persistence in this world! ”

"That's it!" Mu Jingsong said impatiently, "If you go home and say these words, it's just a shame here." ”

"Someone! Take Aunt Lan back! ”

"I'm not leaving!" Aunt Lan pointed at Widow Meng and said to Mu Jingsong, "I want the master to say in front of this slut that only I can be the master's main wife!" ”

Mu Jingsong was faintly angry.

"Sir, why didn't you say it? Lord......"

"Smack!"

Mu Jingsong slapped Aunt Lan to the ground, "It's really spoiled for you!" ”

"Someone! Take Aunt Lan away! ”

Aunt Lan covered her beaten cheeks, she couldn't stop crying, she got up from the ground and looked at Mu Jingsong sadly, "Since my father was exiled, since I came to your side, this is the first time you have beaten me." Master, you can really do it! ”

"Are you worthy of my father by doing this?"

Mu Jing raised his hand again in a relaxed manner, and Widow Meng suddenly rushed in front of Aunt Lan, Mu Jingsong's slap did not hit Aunt Lan's face, but hit Widow Meng's face fiercely.

"Mei Niang!"

Song Zhizhi immediately stepped forward to check on Widow Meng's situation, and saw that the place where she was beaten immediately became red and swollen, so he said to Mu Jingsong, "Master Mu, if you can't manage your aunt well, it's better to leave it to me!" ”

Mu Jingsong felt sorry for Widow Meng in his heart, and when he saw that he had beaten her by mistake, he felt guilty.

"Mei Niang, are you okay?" Mu Jingsong came to Widow Meng, helped her up from the ground, and saw her gloomy expression, so he knew that she was not happy, "Mei Niang, I'm sorry for you, you have a good rest first, and then I will make amends to you after I have dealt with these troubles." ”

Mu Jingsong personally stepped forward to grab Aunt Lan and take her away, Aunt Lan couldn't help herself, but shouted at Widow Meng, "Don't think I'll thank you, can't you see that you are playing a bitter trick?" Slut! Slut! I can't spare you! ”

"Don't think about it, everyone is gone." Song Zhizhi took Widow Meng's hand and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the ice compress." ”

Widow Meng retracted her thoughts, sighed, followed Song Zhizhi, and went to the backyard.

Fortunately, the guests had not come to eat at this hour, and the guests were still asleep, and this kind of farce was not seen as a joke by others.

"What did I tell you before I went to Gu Wangfu?"

"Zhizhi, I'm sorry."

Song Zhizhi said, "You don't have to apologize to me, you should apologize to yourself." Aunt Lan led Mu Jingsong to the building to make trouble, and you let them make trouble? From beginning to end, you didn't say a word, what's the matter? Being bullied by the concubines of Mu Jingsong's family, do you think you should bear it? Are you looking at Mu Jingsong's face? ”

"I ...... I just don't want him to be too hard to do. ”

"Why isn't Aunt Lan afraid?"

"I ......," said Widow Meng, "you know, Aunt Lan and I are not the same character. I just think that it's not good for anyone to make a big fuss, but I have suffered a little grievance myself, so let Aunt Lan be angry, and forget it. ”

Foolish!

But Song Zhizhi felt uncomfortable today, and didn't want to say anything more to Widow Meng, she suffered a loss in the future, fell down, and naturally grew up.

She said a lot, and Widow Meng might not be able to listen to it.

"Forget it, whatever you want, you can take it, as long as you want." Song Zhizhi took an ice cube and wrapped it in a handkerchief and put it on the right cheek of Widow Meng, "If you think it's too cold, just say it." ”

"Hmm."

Widow Meng herself is not extremely stupid, but she feels that she has understood Mu Jingsong.

Mu Jingsong likes that kind of weak woman, if she can enter Mu Jingsong's heart through weakness, maybe she will really have a chance to be his main wife in the future.

As for the slap that Aunt Lan blocked today, Widow Meng also firmly believed that Mu Jingsong would pity him even more because of this.

"Zhizhi, I understand what you said, but I am not weak and can be bullied, if you believe me, I will definitely earn the best life for myself!"

"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll burn high incense!"

Widow Meng looked at Song Zhizhi and asked, "Zhizhi, what about you?" Today, when you go to Gu Wangfu, you can see the prince? Have you spoken to him? Did he remember anything? ”

"Nope." Song Zhizhi said coldly, "Mei Niang, I have broken off with him. ”

Widow Meng looked stunned, "You...... What branches do you say? What does it mean to be severed? ”

Song Zhizhi met her gaze, "Anything I do next has nothing to do with finding Song Qingshan, and I will return the gift to him." Since then, he is him, I am me, and the trajectories of our lives will never intersect again. ”

"But...... Why? ”

"Song Qingshan, who I know, has long since died." Song Zhizhi said weakly, "I tried my best to catch that phantom, but the shadow was so fragile that when the wind blew, it was gone. ”

Widow Meng felt uncomfortable, she knew that Song Zhizhi's heart must be even more uncomfortable.

"Zhizhi, don't! Don't give up so easily, okay? ”

"I've made up my mind!"