Mo Xi and his servant walked out of Fengyayuan. Hong Ling then remembered that she had something important to tell her master. Although she was hesitant, instead of letting her master discover it herself, it would be better for her to tell her in advance, so that the lady could
Psychologically prepared.
"Miss, I just saw... the courtesan Mengru from Hongxianglou is here again!" Hong Ling's face looked a little unnatural. She also felt it was difficult for her to spit out of her mouth. After all, she could see it.
The lady has been getting along very happily with the prince these days. She really hopes that the lady can continue to be so happy.
Her news really shocked Mo Xi. Could it be that there is still a connection between Long Qianjue and Mengru?
"Are you sure you didn't see it?" Mo Xi pursed her lower lip, feeling that this sentence was too far-fetched even herself.
Hong Ling was a little afraid to speak at this moment, and looked at the lady carefully. Mo Xi was a little calmer at this moment, and suddenly smiled: "Just just say it, I'm mentally prepared."
"Even if that vixen turns into a grey slave, she can recognize her..." Hong Ling was shocked and angry, and the expression on her face was also very complicated.
Mo Xishui's eyes were half-squinted, and she said lightly, "Maybe... it's not necessarily because she wants to seduce the prince. Let's go over and take a look. She should be heading towards Qiushui Pavilion, right?"
Hong Ling was stunned and stared at the lady for a long time. Seeing her gentle and gentle look, she seemed to be really not caring about it at all, but... the coldness in her voice made her feel
People were chilling.
"Miss, are we going to go there like this? Usually, the prince is dealing with business in the study room, so we going there like this... Wouldn't it be wrong?" Hong Ling tentatively said carefully. In fact, she didn't want the lady to go there.
There is really an affair between the prince and Mengru, and the lady caught her right away. Wouldn't the prince be angry and embarrassed? This may not be a good thing for the lady.
"What's wrong? Since Mengru, the courtesan of Hongxianglou, can I go, do I still need to avoid it?" Mo Xi snorted lightly, and a trace of evil charm appeared on the corner of her lips. It would be better not to be caught by her.
Appearance.
Hong Ling's apricot eyes stared at Mo Xi's face, and her feet seemed to have a root, and she didn't move. She really didn't want the lady to go to Qiushui Pavilion. It's not that she couldn't trust the prince, but... She couldn't trust the vixen, but that's all.
A normal man can't react at all when facing a little fairy like Mengru.
As if he saw the little girl Hong Ling's thoughts, Mo Xi glanced at her coldly and said lightly: "What? Can't you even trust the prince? Do you also think he has an affair with Mengru?"
Hong Ling's head was shaking like a wave drum. Even if she was beaten to death, she would never admit what she was thinking. And she could see that the prince was sincere to the lady, but a man,
It is normal for a wife and four concubines to spoil only one woman?
"Since it's not, let's go and see if the prince will disappoint us..." Mo Xi said, walking towards Qiushui Pavilion without looking back.
Hong Ling suddenly panicked, and suddenly caught up with her and grabbed the master's sleeve: "Miss, let's not go."
Hong Ling looked embarrassed at this moment, and she even regretted that she shouldn't tell the lady what she saw Mengru. There are a few men in this world who don't steal fish, let alone the dignified prince. Miss Ruo is for this.
If the matter broke up with the prince again, wouldn’t he become the culprit?
"It seems... you still can't believe the prince!" Mo Xi's beautiful watery eyes were half-squinted, staring at Hong Ling's little face. After looking at it for a while, he spoke lowly, and said word by word: "What is he like?
Shouldn’t this lady know about the man? Let’s go, no matter what the result is, I’m mentally prepared.”
Hong Ling sighed helplessly, and had to follow the lady to Qiushui Pavilion. The sudden appearance of their master and servant surprised Chi Yan, who was guarding the door. He took a step forward and said nervously:
Princess, the prince has important things to deal with at this time, and it is not convenient to disturb him."
"Oh? If I guessed correctly, the person who did important things with the prince should be the courtesan girl Mengru from Hongxianglou, right?" Mo Xi glanced at him coldly and pushed Chi Yan to the corner of the wall with a word.
, leaving him speechless.
Chi Yan hurriedly stepped forward to stop the two of them from going, and his face looked a little embarrassed: "The princess and Miss Mengru are not as the princess thought. Please don't misunderstand..."
"Oh? You even know what my lady is thinking? Then tell me, what is my lady thinking?" Hong Ling was so angry that she was just about to catch the adulterer in bed now. Chi Yan
This kid actually defends his master. It seems that he is not a good person either.
After being choked by Hong Ling's words, Chi Yan was really speechless. At this time when the two of them confronted each other, Mo Xi entered Qiushui Pavilion as if she was absent. Chi Yan wanted to come forward to stop him, but
He was blocked by Hong Lingzhi's arrogant agility, and he moved her, which made him unable to move.
Seeing that Chi Yan wanted to go forward to stop Mo Xi, Hong Ling simply grabbed his arm and refused to let him go. Chi Yan chased and stayed, and couldn't help but frowned. Looking back at Hong Ling, Hong Ling raised lightly
He raised his mouth and a hint of stubbornness flashed through his cold eyes.
Chi Yan's eyes slowly moved to his arm, Hong Ling's tenderness was holding him tightly. His eyes did not let Hong Ling loosen his hands, but she grabbed it tighter, fearing that Chi Yan would break free.
Chasing Mo Xi.
Unexpectedly, Chi Yan's big hand suddenly grabbed Hong Ling's tenderness. Hong Ling was startled and then her hand relaxed. She felt a stream of blood rushing towards her brain, her face turned red instantly, and her little hand was still
Still in the warm wrapping of a man.
"You... let go." Hong Ling shouted softly, her cheeks flushed until the base of her neck. She hardly dared to raise her eyes at this time, for fear of touching the scorching beam of light above her head.
"Hong Ling, I...I seem to...I fall in love with you." Chi Yan said lowly, but his big hand tighter.
"Who made you like it? We don't have a relationship with half a tattoo, please let go of me..." Hong Ling's face became redder and redder, and her little hands were trembling slightly, trying hard to pull it away from his big palm
It seemed that she wanted to break free from Chi Yan's control with her strength, but it seemed to be futile.