Shen Hanzhang sighed, "Your Highness, after all, it is your private property, and it is unreasonable to do so." ”

"Doesn't make sense?"

Meng Qing was laughed at by him, in the future, the entire Chu State will be hers, who dares to say that she is unreasonable?

But if anyone dares to make irresponsible remarks, just twist his tongue and let him say it!

"That's it, I don't want this hairpin anymore, if you don't like it, throw it away."

"Yes."

With that, he got out of the carriage.

Be? Be? Be?

What is! He really wants to lose it!

Meng Qing was so angry that he stomped his feet in the carriage, while Shen Hanzhang bowed his head and smiled lightly outside the mansion gate.

She directly lifted the curtain curtain of the window lattice, "Shen Hanzhang, don't lose it!" My stuff, I have the final say! ”

Shen Hanzhang returned the salute, "Thank Your Highness for the reward." ”

Meng Qing was satisfied.

……

Shaw House.

Meng Qing came to the Xiao Mansion just in time for the rain to stop, and the sky was dark at this time, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

Steward Li came in a hurry.

"The old slave greets Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Meng Qing smiled, "Is Mrs. Xiao in the house?" ”

"If you are here, the old slave will take your highness down to see your lordship."

He walked ahead to lead the way, and Meng Qing followed unhurriedly.

The interior of the Xiao Mansion is quiet, and the furnishings and landscapes are readily available, but it seems that something is missing.

This is the first time she has come to Xiao Mansion.

Come to the study.

The lamp had been lit in the room, and he could vaguely see his upright figure through the rhombus window.

Steward Li knocked on the door.

"My lord, Her Royal Highness the princess is here to visit."

An indifferent voice came from inside.

"Let her in."

"Your Excellency, let His Highness go in directly."

"Okay."

Meng Qing pushed the door in, and the candle flame in the room was in a trance.

I saw Xiao Yan sitting on the side of the desk, fiddling with spices, and his face was plain.

"It's so late, don't go back to the palace, but come here to the minister."

She stepped forward, "I want to see what Taifu is doing!" ”

Xiao Yan lifted his eyes and glanced at her.

"Speak human words."

Meng Qing gritted his teeth.

"How's Jiayuan?"

Her voice was glutinous, as if anyone who came could easily pinch her to death.

Xiao Yan got up, "Follow me." ”

Meng Qing obediently followed behind Xiao Yan, walked through the verandah, walked through the flower path, and came to an ordinary courtyard.

Through the doors and windows, she could smell a faint smell of Chinese herbs.

"Let's go inside."

Meng Qing pushed the door in a little nervously, and a maid and a mother were sitting beside him taking care of him.

Meng Jiayuan lay weakly on the bed, unconscious for several days, and didn't know when he would wake up.

Xiao Yan followed in, and her chest inadvertently touched the back of Meng Qing's head, making her feel painful.

Mochizuki and Chen's mother heard the movement and hurriedly saluted, "My lord." ”

Xiao Yan stepped forward with Meng Qing, who was stiff all over.

"How's he doing?"

Mochizuki replied, "The injuries on my body are almost healed, and Dr. Wen said that I believe I will be able to wake up in a few days." ”

Xiao Yan glanced at her.

Meng Qing's expression was moved, and the distress in his eyes could not be suppressed.

"He's fine, you don't have to worry."

The girl stepped forward on her own, and the dim candle flame jumped on Meng Jiayuan's face, even the candle flame had more vitality than him, but he had become like this now.

She held Jia Yuan's hand and said distressedly: "Jia Yuan, Sister Princess has come to see you, you must get better quickly, otherwise my sister will really feel guilty for the rest of her life." ”

Fortunately, she rescued Meng Jiayuan from King Jin, and in this life, he can finally grow up happily.

Meng Jiayuan's little face was pale, gauze was tied around his face and neck, and his whole body was filled with the fragrance of medicine, compared to the lively and active in the past, now he is really miserable and pitiful.

I don't know what happened to Princess Jin.

Perhaps she would have thought that the Assassin had killed her child, and that she would never have known what kind of wolf ambition it was to be his husband in the previous life.

Meng Jiayuan's palm was cold, and it couldn't be hot no matter how he covered it, Meng Qing felt strange.

"Taifu, Jiayuan's hands are so cold......"

He said: "Shizi, he fell into the water, the cold air entered the body, and it is normal for his hands and feet to be cold, so don't worry." ”

Meng Qing was relieved.

The moon is in the sky, and the night is dark and rainy.

Xiao Yan's most annoying thing is the rain, and when it rains, his heart is difficult to calm down.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid the palace gate has already been given the key at this time."

Meng Qing didn't pay much attention to the sky, she looked up.

It's true, it's so dark outside that you can't see your fingers, and you can vaguely see the rain rushing like a needle.

"No, I have to go back to the palace immediately."

As she spoke, she immediately got up to leave, but Xiao Yan grabbed her hand, and her palm was warm and hot.

"It's raining heavily, you can't go back, it's better to stay."

Meng Qing thought that he had misheard, and looked back at him in astonishment.

"Stay?"

Xiao Yan's long eyebrows were cold, and there was a bit of warmth between his eyebrows, "Yes, I'll go back tomorrow." ”

Meng Qing hesitated.

If she doesn't go back, the palace maids and eunuchs in the Qingluan Hall will inevitably be like ants on a hot pot, so anxious.

But it is indeed as Xiao Yan said, she rushed back at this time, the palace gate must have been keyed, even if she is a princess, she will not be able to open the palace gate with abuse of power.

She had no choice.

Meng Qing smiled, "Okay." ”

Deep in the night, Xiao Yan took her to a wing room, where Yunhe lit the house with a lantern and lit a candle.

When the room was bright, Meng Qing found that this place had been cleaned up early, and it was somewhat similar to her Qingluan Palace, and she didn't know if Xiao Yan did it intentionally.

Xiao Yan was long and jade, dressed in green clothes like a fairy, and he said, "Your Highness will stay here tonight." ”

"Thank you, Taifu!"

"If you need to call the ministers at any time, the courtier's courtyard is in front."

"Ahead, ......"

Xiao Yan was puzzled, "What's wrong?" ”

She shook her head and grinned back, "It's okay." ”

And the minister withdrew.

Xiao Yan was about to leave, but he suddenly paused again and advised, "Don't run around, if you bump into something unclean, don't blame you for not reminding you." ”

“……”

What do you mean?

Is there anything unclean in his house?

Could it be a ghost?

Phew! Where did the ghost come from in broad daylight!

Although Meng Qing didn't understand, he still nodded obediently.

Steward Li asked the attendants to bring the things that Meng Qing wanted to use one by one and put them on the table for Meng Qing to use.

After taking a bath, she wore a moon-white dress and lay on her side on the chaise longue to read, and tea and pastries were placed next to the desk.

Zhu'an Yunhe served left and right, but he heard something outside seem to "squeak-" and came into his ears.

Meng Qing was attracted to his gaze.

"What's going on out there? Did you just hear that? ”

Yunhe and Zhu'an nodded, but their bodies shrank towards Meng Qing.

She put down her book and shouted outside, "Who? ”

There was no answer for half a day.

At this time, Meng Qing suddenly remembered what Xiao Yan said......

Something unclean......

What he said can't be true, is there really something unclean in his house?

Meng Qing swallowed his throat, got up and walked to the window to look.

(End of chapter)