Li Qingyi felt that there was no need to save it, but he was stared at by the other party so pitifully, and he was still a little unbearable not to save it......

Well, if you touch it, save it!

After saving him, he will be handed over to Qin Zeng to deal with!

*****

Wei Mansion.

Jia Mengjun got up early in the morning and was thinking about where he was going, where to go, and it was really difficult to make a decision for a while.

She had the heart to tear up the marriage book, as if she didn't have a flat wife, but when her aunt was distressed about her son, would she hold her and not let her go? Even if her aunt doesn't pursue it, she doesn't have the face to stay in the Wei Mansion, does she really want to go back to Yingchuan?

If she hadn't seen the prosperity of the capital, she hadn't experienced the Xuanhe of the Wei Mansion, but now, she was really unwilling.

After having breakfast with all her heart, Jia Mengjun realized that something was wrong, she frowned and asked the little girl in front of her, "Where are the eyebrows?"

The few girls that Wei Fu pointed out to her were obedient, and they couldn't believe it, but they couldn't say it badly, so let's just say this in front of her, there was no superfluous words, and they never stirred up trouble.

Jia Mengjun thought angrily, none of the girls around her were honest, the advantage of Mei'er was that she was bold, no matter what she wanted to do, she was not timid, and she could sing and make ideas with her. ap.

The little girl's quiet face showed a blank look: "Sister Mei'er said that she had a stomachache in the morning, so she asked me to come over to serve the girl."

Jia Mengjun was puzzled: "Stomach pain again? How long has it been? This damn girl! What the hell are you doing?"

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, and she hurried to Mei'er's house in a few steps.

Empty!

Jia Mengjun's heart suddenly gave birth to a wave of anger, this eyebrow is really getting more and more restless!

"A big living person, where can she go?"

Jia Mengjun suddenly a thought rushed out of her mind, her temples jumped violently, she turned around and walked towards the courtyard of the second room.

The little girl followed her, and when she went out of the yard, she gestured in one direction, and a shadow quietly retreated, not knowing who to report.

The mother-in-law guarding the door of Qianyun Pavilion was startled by Jia Mengjun's murderous appearance, and in a daze, Jia Mengjun had already rushed past her and rushed in.

After Mother Sun died, Song Qian asked for a Mother Qi from the Song family, who had served her mother in the past and was loyal to her.

At this time, Mother Qi was guarding the door of the main room, watching Jia Mengjun come over, and pretended to be surprised: "Oh, why is my cousin and grandmother here?"

Her eyes glanced into the room to the west.

Jia Mengjun looked at her in disbelief: "I'm idle, I'm going to talk to Aunt Song, is Aunt Song available?"

Qi's mother smiled, but her footsteps did not move, standing firmly at the door, blocking the way: "My cousin and grandmother came earlier, my aunt had a headache this morning, and she fell asleep after drinking the medicine. Cousin and grandmother should go back first. When my aunt wakes up, the old slave will naturally tell my aunt that my cousin and grandmother have come."

Mother Qi said this, but her expression was a little provocative.

Seeing Qi's mother like this, Jia Mengjun became more and more suspicious, "Aunt Song is sick, I have to see it with my own eyes to rest assured, my mother asked me to go in and take a look, and I will go back."

At this time, a coquettish voice came from the room, "Master......"

Jia Mengjun's face changed, and her eyes looked directly at Qi's mother.

Mother Qi sneered, her eyes floating on the top of Jia Mengjun's head, "Cousin and grandma are really sending a girl to come to see our aunt and master with soup early in the morning."

Mother Qi's eyes flashed with a hint of schadenfreude, and since you know, I won't hide it from you, "Aunt has a headache, so she asked Mei'er to send the soup to the second master, and now Mei'er is inside, it seems that the second master is very happy." In this way, I would like to thank my cousin and grandmother for their thoughts."

Jia Mengjun's face was as if she had eaten a fly, and the little *** with her eyebrows was really here, she listened to Mother Qi's yin and yang

If you are angry, you only feel a rush of blood rushing to the top of your head!

"Fuck off!"

She kicked Qi's mother to the ground and headed towards the house.

She is not a delicate woman, the strength of this kick is not small, and Qi's mother is defenseless, and she rolls on the ground with a sweat on her head, and immediately straightens her neck and shouts, "Murder! My cousin and grandmother have killed someone!"

Jia Mengjun was not in the mood to care about this old woman for a while, so she kicked the door open and rushed in.

Hearing the laughter of a man and a woman in the side pavilion, she tore open the curtain, and the two bodies of Mei'er and Wei Shiyuan's white flowers were entangled in front of her.

His eyebrows were scattered, his body was sweaty, and his face was flushed.

Wei Shiyuan was poured ecstasy soup from his eyebrows, and his face was also red and angry.

The two of them were startled when they heard the movement, and they all looked at Jia Mengjun at the door.

The room was still filled with a strong sweet fragrance at this time, and a trace of panic flashed on his eyebrows, and in a blink of an eye, he turned his head away indifferently, and shouted "Master" delicately and softly.

Jia Mengjun had already made a real fire, and without waiting for Wei Shiyuan to react, he picked up a ruyi vase and poured a bottle full of water at the two of them, Wei Shiyuan was splashed with water by his childhood sweetheart's cousin, and was stunned on the spot.

Mei'er screamed "ah", but he didn't dodge, and went straight into Wei Shiyuan's arms.

Jia Mengjun's face turned purple with anger, her two eyes stared at Mei'er viciously, she stepped forward and grabbed Mei'er's hair, dragged her to the ground, shook her desperately, her sharp nails almost pinched into her scalp, and said sharply, "Sassy hooves! Small***! What have you done?"

If she doesn't return to Yingchuan, the only way is to be wronged to be a concubine for her second cousin, but Mei'er, this girl, is the first to climb into the second cousin's bed, if she comes to be a concubine for her second cousin again, and sits on an equal footing with her maidservant, it will be laughed at and the coffin lid will be overturned!!

Mei'er didn't expect Jia Mengjun to dare to splash like this in front of Wei Shiyuan, and shouted loudly without knowing whether she was alive or dead: "Master! Save me!"

Wei Shiyuan was already stunned.

The most powerful woman he had ever seen didn't come forward to pounce on herself, but just called someone to hit the board and slap her. So he was frightened by Jia Mengjun's sudden tyranny and broke out in a cold sweat, and he put his clothes on himself indiscriminately, and he didn't even notice that he had put on his eyebrows.

Where would he save what Mei'er, he had accidentally drunk something, and now he had forgotten who Mei'er was, holding the messy clothes, sideways around Jia Mengjun, who was scuffling wildly in the middle of the room, and slipped out in a panic, a gust of cold wind blew on his body, and he shivered a series of chills.

Qi's mother pretended to shout while looking at the movement inside, and when she saw that Wei Shiyuan's face was flushed, she ran out of it in a panic, and immediately called a few girls to come over, and helped Wei Shiyuan to send him to Song Qian's house.

There was chaos in the mandarin duck tent, and the gorgeous silver pink silk yarn was torn apart by Fang Cai's struggling eyebrows.

Mei'er didn't expect Wei Shiyuan to care about her for half a minute, and finally became scared in the face of Jia Mengjun's crazy fight, trembling like chaff all over her body, crying, "Girl, it's not my fault, it's Aunt Song, it's her idea!"