Chapter 32: Suspicious
Thinking that Liu Yanxue even dared to fight the third prince, Chunshi breathed a sigh of relief.
While Liu Yanxue's master and servant were talking about what happened today, Liang Ji was also sitting in the study, frowning and thinking about what happened today.
It was all too sudden.
Although he has an affair with Liu Mengling, it is impossible to do it directly in one step, right?
And he is in excellent health on weekdays, but he is just sitting in Liu Mengling's bedroom, how can he be dizzy and sleep directly?
And if he fainted directly, he would have done a husband and wife affair with Liu Mengling......
If he took the initiative, then he must have been drugged; If Liu Mengling took the initiative, it means that Liu Mengling is calculating him.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he directly called out in the air: "Eleven." β
Su Shiyi jumped down from the beam of the house and knelt in front of Liang Ji in a proper manner: "Master, do you have any orders?" β
Liang Ji reached out and pinched the bridge of his nose, recalling everything that had happened today.
What went wrong that led to such a big turn of events next?
The memory in his mind flowed quickly, gradually narrowing the scope, and finally froze on the tableβafter he came to the Prime Minister's Mansion, he didn't encounter anything strange, only drank a few sips of the tea that Liu Mengling brought up.
Liu Mengling's reaction at that time proved the problem of tea, but he didn't think that Liu Mengling had the courage to calculate him, so Liu Mengling perfunctorily ignored the wrong.
Now that he recalled it, Liang Ji's eyes froze for a moment: "You go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to check on the situation of the third lady, see if the teacup on her table has been removed, if not, quickly take the teacup back." β
Afraid that what he said was general and Su Shiyi couldn't understand, Liang Ji paused, and then said more specifically: "After this king arrived at the boudoir of the third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he drank a cup of tea, and now this king feels that there is a problem with the tea." β
"Eleven, you must find out where the tea is, and if you can bring it back, bring it all back."
"Eleven understood." Su Shiyi kowtowed firmly, and then with a few vertical jumps, he left the Three Princes' Mansion and went straight to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
When Su Shiyi gently swept over the roof, Liu Yanxue suddenly raised her head.
"Miss, what's wrong?" Chunshi, who was guarding Liu Yanxue's side, asked with concern.
"It's fine." After moving her ears and making sure that the rooftop person was far away, Liu Yanxue shook her head, "It is estimated that a wild cat ran over from the roof." β
The secret guard did things quickly, and less than two quarters of an hour later, Su Shiyi returned to Liang Ji.
"Lord Wang, my subordinates went down to investigate the situation, and Yi Rong found a few maids to inquire, and found that when the third lady helped the prince to rest on the bed, the teacup had already been brought down and cleaned." Su Shiyi hung his head and said the words one by one, "It is said that the third lady personally ordered it." β
"Sure enough." Liang Ji sneered and slammed his hand on the table.
Everything was Liu Mengling's trick, she took advantage of Liang Ji's most unsuspecting time to drug in the teacup, and when she saw Liang Ji's drug effect, she half-pushed and half-on-the-spot and achieved a good thing with him.
In this way, she became the third princess.
In fact, if Liu Mengling is generous and courteous, maybe Liang Ji will really let Liu Mengling be the third princess.
After all, Liu Yanxue, who Liang Ji likes the most, doesn't know what to do, so Liu Mengling is also a good choice.
But Liu Mengling shouldn't, shouldn't, shouldn't calculate him!
Liang Ji took a deep breath, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt uneasy.
never thought that one day, he would be calculated by a woman.
Brushing his sleeves and sweeping the sundries on the entire table to the ground, Liang Ji was still full of unhappiness, he paced repeatedly in the room, walking seven or eight times in a row, and finally could only swallow this secret loss extremely unpleasantly.
Although he was convinced that Liu Mengling was drugged and plotted against him, he couldn't find any evidence, so this matter could only be said to be his speculation.
Could it be that he said that Liu Mengling took the initiative to do good things with him regardless of his reputation?
Now, the only thing he can do is to accept all this silently, continue to marry the Prime Minister's Mansion, and carry Liu Mengling to his home in a sedan chair.
And this matter should not be sooner rather than later, otherwise if he drags on for two months, Liu Mengling has his child in her belly and shows her pregnancy, things will be even more difficult to do.
Taking a deep breath, Liang Ji asked the scholar to call, get up early to get an engagement book, and when everything is arranged tomorrow, he will go to the Prime Minister's Mansion with great fanfare the day after tomorrow.
The next day, when Liang Ji was preparing a gift with a black face, a small servant suddenly trotted over: "Lord Wang, the third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion has come to visit!" β
Why is Liu Mengling here?
He frowned, but still asked the little maid to invite Liu Mengling in.
The little guy quickly led Liu Mengling to the main hall, where Liang Ji was also sitting, and there were gifts one after another in the center of the main hall.
Liu Mengling glanced at it a few times, secretly calculated the value in her heart, and then the smile on her face became more docile and bright: "Lord Wang, the weather is hot these days, I personally made ice porridge for you, let people wrap it carefully, and send it to the prince, so that the prince can quench his thirst and cool down." β
"Quick, bring the ice porridge."
As soon as her voice fell, several maids came in with a huge food box.
opened the food box, it was stuffed with quilts, and the quilts were lifted layer by layer, and a porcelain bowl was wrapped inside, the porcelain bowl was cold, and it contained the ice porridge cooked by Liu Mengling herself.
Liu Mengling picked up the ice porridge and carefully put it in front of Liang Ji, with a flattering smile on her face: "Lord Wang, why don't you taste the ice porridge I made, if the prince likes it, I will make it for the prince every day in the future." β
Liu Mengling's nervous attitude pleased Liang Ji, and after he glanced at Liu Mengling coldly, he lifted the lid of the porcelain bowl like a charity, and scooped a spoonful of ice porridge into the mouth at will.
In the summer, with a mouthful of ice porridge in his stomach, Liang Ji did feel a lot more comfortable.
After drinking the ice porridge and feeling a lot more comfortable, Liang Ji threw the spoon on the table suddenly, and in the sound of the spoon and the table colliding, he threw out a sentence with a cold face: "In the ice porridge, you didn't do anything, right?" β
As soon as Liang Ji's words came out, Liu Mengling's already not very ruddy face turned pale in an instant.
She knew that Liang Ji must have guessed the clue, but she didn't expect Liang Ji to say things so coldly.
Under the table, Liu Mengling reached out violently and pinched the root of her thigh, and in the severe pain, she struggled to squeeze out a few tears: "Lord Wang, what do you mean by this?" I don't really understand...... I have been happy with the prince for a long time, and I have the prince in my heart, how can I drug the prince? β
After speaking, Liu Mengling carefully looked at Liang Ji's face.
"If the prince doesn't believe me," Liu Mengling gritted her teeth and simply raised her fingers, "I, Liu Mengling, swear again that if I have ill intentions towards the prince in the future, I will be thundered by the sky!" β
Most people in this era are superstitious and rarely swear, so when he saw Liu Mengling gritting her teeth and saying her oath, Liang Ji was shocked.
When he thought about what Liu Mengling had done, it was all because of his love for him.
If Liu Mengling didn't have a deep love for him, why would she give up the woman's innocence and marry him?
Thinking of this, Liang Ji couldn't help but be a little moved.
"Mengling, get up." He stepped forward gently, picked up Liu Mengling, and asked her to sit beside him, "This king just said casually, you don't have to be like this." β
"And although this king asks, didn't he actually eat a mouthful of ice porridge a long time ago?" Liang Ji looked at Liu Mengling with a smile, as if the person with a gloomy face just now was not him at all.
Liu Mengling breathed a long sigh of relief and realized that she had made the right bet.
She and Liang Ji sat together, and the two of them finished sharing a bowl of ice porridge one bite at a time, and Liang Ji kept praising Liu Mengling's excellent craftsmanship.
After eating things and the atmosphere eased down, Liu Mengling reached out and pinned the broken hair on the side of her ear behind her ear, and at the same time looked at Liang Ji slightly shyly: "Lord, I came this time, in addition to giving the ice porridge I made to the prince, I also want to ask the prince, when do you plan to send Geng Ti to the Prime Minister's Mansion?" β
"I'll go tomorrow." has been prepared for a long time, and Liang Ji naturally does not intend to hide it.
"Seeing that this king is packing up the dowry today, and when he waits for tomorrow, this king will go to the Prime Minister's Mansion with the dowry and Gengti to personally determine the relationship with you." Liang Ji smiled.
After receiving a satisfactory answer, Liu Mengling left the palace satisfied.
It's just that as soon as Liu Mengling left, a maid who was guarding next to her came to Liang Ji's side: "Lord, the slave has a saying, I don't know if I should say it or not......
The maid who spoke was Liang Ji's personal maid, she was born with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and her body was plump, and she has always called herself the prince's woman in the palace.
As a result, although Liang Ji was upside down/luan/inverted/phoenix with her, he didn't say a word about nominating points.
"If you have something to say, say it." Liang Ji looked at the personal maid.
The personal maid subconsciously reached out and pulled the clothes down, revealing the white skin under the collar, and at the same time looked out of the door with a slight hesitation: "When the third miss swore just now, the slave maid paid attention to it and found that the third lady was actually raising four fingers. β
"What do you mean?" Liang Ji didn't know anything about gambling and swearing, so when he heard his personal maid mention it, he looked puzzled.
The personal maid pursed her lips: "Actually, if you really want to swear, you have to raise three fingers, and it is useless to raise four fingers, and you can't tell God at all, it's just a false oath." β
In fact, Liu Mengling didn't know the gesture of swearing, she raised her hand casually, mainly to win Liang Ji's heart.
As a result, her problem was noticed by the personal maid, and the maid, who was already unpleasant to Liu Mengling, adhered to the tradition of beating the enemy, and began to speak hypocritically for Liu Mengling: "But the third lady should not know about this matter, and the slave maid is just talking casually, so don't take it to heart." β
But the more she said, "Don't take it to heart", the more Liang Ji cared.