He Yu listened to Mrs. Wu'an Hou's words and said with a sullen face: "Tomorrow, I will ask someone to tear down the door and seal the wall. From now on, the second room can come to greet my mother on the first and fifteenth day of every month. There is no need to come every day."

"What if mother doesn't agree and causes trouble?"

"Humph, if she doesn't agree, let her move in with He Xiong." He Yu said angrily.

After hearing this, Mrs. Wu'an Hou's face suddenly became happy, but she didn't show it too obviously: "Okay, Mr. Hou."

So, after He Xiong's family returned to their mansion with sad faces, Mrs. Wu'anhou immediately ordered the housekeeper to find craftsmen to seal up the wall that separated the second room.

At this moment, He Xiong still didn't know He Yu's plan.

In He Zhimiao's room, Luo Shi sat by the bed and looked anxiously at his unconscious daughter, while He Xiong kept pacing back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, his face so gloomy that he seemed to be dripping with water.

"Master, why is Miao'er still not awake? It's better to call a doctor."

"No." He Xiong interrupted Luo Shi without hesitation: "Isn't it embarrassing enough to ask a doctor at this time?"

He desperately wanted to know what went wrong in the middle. He clearly sent Song Yanjun to bed with his own hands, so why did he become a servant of the Hou Mansion?

Luo Che was so anxious that he could only sit aside and wait dryly.

Except for He Zhimiao's personal maid and Luo Shi's confidants who were guarding outside the door, everyone else hid far away. If curiosity arose at this time, you really wouldn't know how you died.

After an unknown amount of time, He Xiong and Luo Shi were about to lose their patience in waiting. He Zhimiao suddenly let out a muffled groan and woke up faintly.

"Miao'er." Luo Shi called out urgently: "You're awake."

"Mother..." He Zhimiao's mind went blank. When he opened his eyes and saw Luo Shi, he shouted blankly.

He Xiong also rushed to the bedside, frowning and looking at He Zhimiao anxiously: "Where has Song Yanjun gone? Why is the person sleeping with you a slave? Do you know that there are so many guests here today?

When it came to your affair with the young boy, it was a disgrace to the He family. What happened after I left?"

As He Xiong's words fell, He Zhimiao was stunned for a moment and then suddenly remembered what happened before she fainted. Then her pupils suddenly shrank due to his words. She looked at He Xiong in horror, her voice trembling.

Authentic: "Dad, what are you talking about? What do you mean the person sleeping with me is a young man..."

How can it be?

No, no! She heard it wrong.

How could she have an affair with a young boy?

"Dad, are you lying to me?"

He Zhimiao stared at He Xiong and Luo Shi in front of him with wide eyes, trying to see anything unusual on their faces, but apparently there was nothing.

In an instant, the blood on her face faded and turned as pale as paper, and her body shook uncontrollably like chaff. Countless despair surged toward her like a tide, making it suffocating.

He Xiong didn't have the intention to appease He Zhimiao's emotions at this time. He asked again with a cold face: "Why don't you tell me clearly what's going on?"

He Xiong felt deeply uneasy because he failed to trick Song Yanjun.

He Zhimiao looked at his furious father, holding his head in his hands and screaming frantically, with tears covering his face: "I don't know, I was knocked unconscious by Lu Xiang, I don't know anything..."

Luo Shi jumped up from the bed in shock: "What, Lu Xiang knocked you out!"

"It's all your fault. If you hadn't forced me to surrender to Song Yanjun, how could my reputation be ruined? I hate you, I hate you to death." He Zhimiao roared at He Xiong and Luo Shi with red eyes.

road.

So many people saw her sleeping with a slave...her innocence was gone.

As soon as He Zhimiao thought about the situation at that time, his eyesight turned black, and he felt a steady stream of hatred welling up in his heart.

Luo Shi's face froze and he said sarcastically: "We are doing it for your own good. It was Lu Xiang who destroyed our cloth, otherwise you would be the crown prince's concubine now."

"Get out, get out of here!" He Zhimiao looked at Luo Shi, her chest felt as if it was stuffed with cotton. She grabbed the pillow next to her and threw it at Luo Shi, her red eyes filled with anger and hatred.

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Luo Shi was so angry that he wanted to curse, but when he saw his daughter on the verge of collapse, he gritted his teeth and endured it.

"You are really out of your mind when you treat your parents as enemies." Luo Shi said angrily, then looked at He Xiong who was in a daze and said, "Master, let's go and let Miao'er think about it for herself."

This enemy has no sense of good or evil at all.

Now that the plan has failed, it's entirely their fault.

After leaving the room, Luo Shi looked at the silent He Xiong and asked: "Sir, my brother refuses to help with Miao'er's matter, what should we do?"

He Xiong came back to his senses, looked at Luo Shi with a stern expression, and said: "Miao'er's matter is nothing anymore, now there are more difficult problems."

Luo Shi was startled: "What?"

"Miao'er said that she was knocked unconscious by Lu Xiang, which means that Lu Xiang saw me taking Song Yanjun to the backyard and into the house where Miao'er was, which was our initial plan."

If Song Yanjun had just suppressed the power of the medicine and ran away after seeing Miao'er, he could have pretended not to know what to do to get himself out of this quagmire, but now Lu Xiang intervened.

When Song Yanjun suddenly disappeared, it was definitely Lu Xiang who took him away, not to mention that she must have found the boy.

Damn it, in this case, his plan to plot against Song Yanjun would undoubtedly be exposed in front of her and Song Yanjun.

He had to quickly think of a way to minimize the consequences of this incident.

After listening to He Xiong's words, Luo Shi's face suddenly turned pale and he panicked.

"What should we do?"

She originally thought that with her mother's help, the matter between Miao'er and Song Shizi was certain, but unexpectedly she encountered such a big flaw. Compared to the Nu Mansion of Duke An Guo, her daughter's innocence was indeed not a big deal.

He Xiong frowned hard and said with his hands behind his back: "Let me think about it, you have taken good care of Miao'er."

Luo Shi was already at a loss for words. After hearing He Xiong's instructions, he nodded in response.

Anguo Gongfu.

Song Yanjun stayed in his room for a whole afternoon, even after dinner time, before he came out of the room.

"Your Majesty, the Duke invites you to find him in the study." When the servants saw Song Yanjun going out, they hurriedly reported the matter.

Song Yanjun nodded: "Okay."

Even if his father doesn't look for him, he will look for him himself.

Song Zhenzhen saw that Song Yanjun hadn't even eaten dinner, so she hesitated for a long time, worried that something was wrong with him, and decided to go find him. She happened to see Song Yanjun leaving her yard in a hurry.

"Miss, the prince seems to be fine, let's go back," Liuxiang said.

Song Zhenzhen nodded and was about to turn around and leave. Suddenly something occurred to him and he raised his legs to follow Song Yanjun.
Chapter completed!