Jiang Heng's whole person was suddenly stunned, the two looked at each other, but he could accurately read the trace of killing intent from her eyes.

There was a stalemate in the boat for a few moments.

Jiang Heng laughed unexpectedly, "Your Highness is really good at laughing!" ”

Meng Fei retracted his gaze, swaying the wine in his cup lightly in his hand, carelessly.

"Princess Ben isn't joking, she really wants to kill you."

Her words were cold and ruthless, as if killing could not be easier for her.

"Then Jiang Heng can only sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman!"

Seeing that he didn't take his words seriously, Meng Fei directly threw the cup out of his hand, and with a "bang-" sound, the cup shattered all over the ground.

Jiang Heng was shocked in his heart, completely frightened by her.

"Your Highness? What's wrong with you? Why is there so much anger? ”

Like Xue carefully took out a handkerchief from her waist and wiped the wine stains on Meng Fei's jade hand.

Meng Fei said angrily: "This princess asked you, did you often go to Shattered Cloud Xuan to harass the shopkeeper surnamed Lu a few days ago?" also threatened to take her as a concubine, and let her work with this princess? ”

How did she know about this?

He obviously covered this matter tightly! Could it be......

Jiang Heng assumed the posture of a victim, knelt on the ground, and shouted: "Wronged, Your Royal Highness the Princess!" Jiang Heng swears here, he has never done this! It's obviously a shameless bitch surnamed Lu in Shayun Xuan, who fell in love with my family's family background, deliberately seduced and deliberately approached, wanting to marry into the Jiang family with this! This is clearly a false accusation, Your Highness! ”

Meng Fei naturally didn't believe it, she raised her hand and pinched Jiang Heng's chin, her face was white and delicate, and it was quite beautiful.

"Really?"

Jiang Heng nodded again and again.

"But Princess Ben heard that Meng Qing was also present at the time, and she scolded you so much."

Jiang Heng's pupils shrank suddenly.

He knew that it was Meng Qing who said something to Meng Fei, otherwise she would not have come to Xingshi to ask for the guilt.

He gritted his teeth and said stiffly, "What is the relationship between Little Emperor Ji and you?" What is the relationship between me Jiang Heng and His Royal Highness? Do you believe her, Your Highness, or not? For so many years, my Jiang family has openly and secretly eradicated dissidents for His Highness, and there is no merit and hard work, can't it still show the Jiang family's loyalty to His Highness? ”

"Then you are wrong, Meng Qing is the sister of this princess, you are just a grass man with no merit, do you say that this princess believes her or you?"

"But His Highness and her are not all the way after all!"

As soon as the words fell, Meng Fei's gloomy smile instantly froze.

Scold!

This sentence poked Meng Fei's heart.

She is indeed not the same as Meng Qing, she does not have a huge family to support, Meng Qing went to Yunnan and had no time to take care of her, she could only rely on the Jiang family.

Now she wants to turn her face with the Jiang family, and she has to weigh whether she is qualified enough.

Meng Fei laughed nonchalantly and slowly let go of his hand.

Jiang Heng took his knees as his feet and came to Meng Fei's side.

"Your Highness! Jiang Heng has no second heart for you! Don't be fooled by villains! ”

"Bewitchment, what is bewitchment?"

"Naturally, it's bewitching the friendship between you and me!"

Meng Fei helped him up, "Sit." ”

"Your Royal Highness, you think, my father is doing everything possible to ask the emperor to marry you and me, once this matter spreads, there will inevitably be people who will be jealous of His Highness for taking down the household department, and then make a hindrance from it, and separate the princess and the Jiang family! Princess, you've fallen into a trap! ”

Meng Fei's eyebrows drooped, and after thinking about it, it was indeed as Jiang Heng described.

She chuckled, "I misunderstood you." ”

After speaking, she poured him a glass of osmanthus wine and handed it to him to drink.

Jiang Heng saw that she believed it, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

……

Spring is not over, summer is coming, and cicadas are singing.

Today, it is Meng Jiayuan's first seven, and the entire Jin Palace's mansion is crying.

Meng Qing came to the Jin Palace, only to see that the whole mansion was vegetarian, and white silk was fluttering all over the sky.

"Why did you start a funeral......

She held an umbrella and looked at the rain, her eyes full of sadness.

Lingyu was on the side and said in a low voice: "My lord was worried that the matter would be revealed, so he prepared a corpse of the same size as the prince of the world and threw it into the lake, and after being found by the King of Jin, it was already soaked beyond recognition. ”

Meng Qing's feet trembled, and he didn't stand firmly.

"It's okay, there is a beginning and an end."

She set her eyes on Princess Jin, without her son, her face was haggard, her lips were pale, and she looked absent-minded and spiritless.

I don't know how she survived in her previous life.

Meng Qing stepped forward to help her up and said, "Aunt Huang, people can't be resurrected after death, mourn." ”

Princess Jin's chapped lips moved, her eyes glanced at her, and she said weakly: "Jia Yuan, he liked to pester the little emperor the most when he was alive, how happy he would be if he saw you come to see him......"

Meng Qing smiled bitterly, she couldn't see Aunt Huang so sad and sad, but she couldn't tell her at this time that Jiayuan was still alive......

can only wait for her to ascend the throne.

"But Aunt Huang, if you don't take care of your body, how can Jia Yuan be at peace under Jiuquan?"

Speaking of this, Princess Jin burst into tears, her eyes were so red that she couldn't be more red, and she held a silk handkerchief in her hand and sobbed.

Meng Qing comforted her carefully, but when he looked at King Jin, he seemed to be in a good mood, dealing with officials big and small in front of Meng Jia Yuanling.

His own son was killed by himself, but he didn't feel the slightest guilt, Meng Qing laughed at him in his heart for being heartless, and he was even more cold-blooded and ruthless than her.

After Princess Jin was tired of crying, after being helped back to the bedroom by the maid, Meng Qing was almost leaving.

The rain was like a pearl, her skirt and shoes and socks were also half wet, and as soon as she stepped out of the gate of the Jin Palace, a carriage stopped in front of the door.

Meng Qing stopped to take a look.

The lantern hanging under the eaves of the carriage had the word "Xiao" written on it, and she knew who it was.

Su Zhou gave Xiao Yan an umbrella and got off the car, Xiao Yan held a red sandalwood Buddha bead in his hand, and he was dressed in a plain white crane, like a compassionate and compassionate son.

Xiao Yan looked up and said, "See Your Highness." ”

Meng Qing opened his mouth, "Taifu." ”

When her carriage arrived, she was about to say goodbye to Xiao Yan, but he said, "Your Highness, he wants to see you." ”

Meng Qing's brows furrowed slightly.

"He's awake?"

Xiao Yan nodded, but his eyes looked at the plain white Jin Palace.

"Wait for me."

With that, he walked straight in, not giving Meng Qing a chance to think at all.

Her shoes and socks were wet, and she stood in place, her feet wet and uncomfortable.

I thought I would have to wait for him for a long time, but I didn't expect him to come out after he went in and said a few words, and the speed was extremely fast.

The rain was sometimes rapid, sometimes slow.

Xiao Yan helped her into the carriage and sat in herself.

Meng Qing asked with concern: "How is Jiayuan?" ”

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

"That's good......"

The carriage fell into a mysterious atmosphere, Meng Qing couldn't sit still, and after her shoes and skirts got wet, her feet began to move.

Xiao Yan happened to notice it.

(End of chapter)