After saying that, Su Yanhan's lips curved into a complicated smile, and then his face changed suddenly. He covered his stomach and left the seat with a faint glance at Mengru: "Serve King Li well..."
Long Qianjue was not in the mood to pay attention to this at the moment. He was still immersed in the fact that Mo Xi had drugged him. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. If she dared to drug him with laxatives today, she might dare to drug him with poison tomorrow.
However, Long Qianjue had to admit that the medicine administered by this woman was really clever. Even masters like him and Su Yanhan were not aware of it. Where did her medicine come from?
Fuqin's Mengru was also thoughtful, swiping lightly with her fingertips, her misty watery eyes kept staring at Su Yanhan's back, until the tall back disappeared at the entrance, and a touch of sadness flashed across the woman's almond-shaped eyes.
But the sadness only flashed away in her eyes. The next moment she stood up gracefully, holding the pipa at an angle to partially cover her face, and her fingertips drew melodious strings. Her graceful figure danced gracefully, with the bright red veil hanging over her face.
The wind blows, like a dream.
Along with the melody of the piano, Meng Ru sang a cappella, her singing voice was as sweet as silk and bamboo, her voice was catchy, and she was extremely ecstatic. During the dance of light gauze, her spring-filled almond eyes looked at Long Qianjue, who was standing in the seat, her eyes were as charming as silk,
Nothing to hide.
Long Qianjue came back to his senses and glanced at her lightly. There was something strange in his eyes. Mengru's eyes were so seductive, so tempting! However, how could he have such thoughts at the moment? Just now
I was so angry at someone that I felt internally hurt and had no mood at all.
After a while, Su Yanhan turned back. His expression didn't look good: "King Li, I'm really not feeling well today, so I'm going to leave first."
"The slave family should go with Mr. Su. The prince seems to be in poor health today, and the slave family is annoying the prince by being here." Mengru quickly stepped forward and looked at Su Yanhan cautiously.
Su Yan looked into her eyes, and a hint of complexity flashed through his deep and dark eyes. Meng Ru's body trembled slightly, and he lowered his eyes suddenly, looking like he had a guilty conscience and lowered his head.
At this moment, Long Qianjue spoke: "You can take her away too, I am tired too."
As soon as Long Qianjue said these words, Meng, who was drooping his head, felt relieved. A strange look flashed in Su Yanhan's eyes, but he soon returned to his natural demeanor, with a faint smile on his lips, and looked at Meng Rudao:
"In this case, we will not disturb the prince's rest and bid farewell to the prince."
"I'll take my leave first. When the prince is in a better mood and wants to listen to a little song some other day, just ask someone to go to Hongxiang Tower and spread the word."
While Meng Ru was speaking, Su Yanhan kept staring at her, observing the expression on Long Qianjue's face. Long Qianjue waved his hands impatiently and stopped talking.
Su Yanhan walked in front, followed closely by Meng Ru. The two left the side hall together, exited Prince Li's Mansion together, and then got on the carriage.
In the carriage, Su Yanhan's sharp eyes made Mengru's whole body feel like needles felt. She lowered her voice and called out in a low voice: "Han, please, don't force me anymore, I really have no choice...
"
The cold light in Su Yanhan's eyes became even colder, and he glanced at Mengru sideways: "Is this the love you have for me? Over the years, we have suffered so much, and we see that great revenge will be avenged.
Do you want me to waste all my efforts?"
His words made Mengru shudder immediately, and he nodded slightly tremblingly: "Okay, for your lofty ideal, Mengru is willing to do anything, as long as you can be happy..."
Her words seemed to soothe Su Yanhan's excited emotions a little. When he looked at Mengru again, his eyes were a little more gentle, and it was his gentle eyes that made Mengru sink into it again.
Over the years, he has been her only spiritual support.
"I knew... you are the only person in the world who will never abandon me." Su Yanhan's voice became gentler. As if he suddenly remembered something, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "What are we going to do today?"
It’s not in vain. It is said that King Li likes his newly married princess very much, but when we met today, the relationship between them seems a bit tense. This may be our opportunity, we must seize it."
The expression on Mengru's face was slightly startled, she remained silent, but nodded slowly. As long as the man she loved was happy, she was willing to do anything, even if it meant losing her own life.
She knew that for Su Yanhan, he had already lost himself in the huge hatred. If he was given a choice between love and revenge, he would choose revenge without hesitation, even if he pushed the woman he loved out, he would be willing.
Now, he is about to push her into the arms of other men. Mengru doesn't know whether he can avenge the blood and hatred. She only knows that as a woman, silently paying for her lover is enough!
Moreover, in Fengya Garden, which was far away from the palace, Mo Xi waited until dark and did not wait for Hong Ling to come back. She could not sit still for a moment and walked out in a hurry. But just when she reached the door, Dian He met her.
Hong Ling bumped into her as she came.
"Hong Ling, has he made things difficult for you?" Mo Xi frowned and looked at Hong Bian from top to bottom.
The corners of Hong Ling's lips twitched slightly, and she forced a smile: "Miss, Your Majesty did not embarrass the servants. He just went to the laundry room to help wash some clothes, so he was a little late."
Mo Xi vaguely felt that Hong Ling's expression was a little strange, but she couldn't tell what was the difference. She suddenly pulled Hong Ling's arm and said, "Come here..."
"Well..." Hong Ling groaned, her voice containing a hint of pain. Although she tried hard to hide it, it still fell clearly into Mo Xi's eyes.
Mo Xi let go of her hand and looked at Hong Ling's arm warily. The girl's face instantly became a little flustered, and she took a step back unnaturally. Mo Xi's heart also sank, she knew something must have happened.
"Where did your injuries come from?" Mo Xi looked at her coldly and asked. This girl was injured and still concealed it. This made her really angry. She was angry that she failed to protect Hong.
Ling, let her suffer the injustice with him.
"Miss, you are thinking wildly again. Isn't this good for this slave? Where did the injury come from?" Although Hong Ling's face was not calm, she still gritted her teeth and held on fiercely. When she thought of Grandma Fang and
When the two nuns in the dressing room whipped her, her body couldn't help but tremble.