Han Mengxiao frowned, feeling the pain and wetness in her palms. She clenched her fists to prevent anyone from seeing the clues. She looked at Zi Yihan coldly and smiled: "Prince Han, am I your princess?
I understand in my heart, please find a better reason, your reason is like that moldy tofu!"
"Princess, what does moldy tofu mean?" the housekeeper asked weakly from the side.
Han Mengxiao looked at Zi Yihan without batting an eyelash and said: "The moldy tofu is not rotten enough!"
"Brother Han, please stop arguing," Zi Ru stepped forward, tears rolling out of her eyes: "It's all because of Ru'er. It was Ru'er who missed the days when she was with Brother Han when she was a child, so she shamelessly asked for it.
I'm staying at Prince Han's Mansion, Ru'er is wrong, Ru'er will leave immediately."
Ziru's pitiful look made Han Mengxiao feel some pity involuntarily. She shook her mind, said nothing, and turned her head to look at Zi Yihan.
As expected, Zi Yihan looked at Zi Ru and spoke softly: "Ru'er, I asked you to come. This has nothing to do with you, so don't think too much about it." He turned his eyes back to Han Mengxiao and grabbed her hand: "
Come with me, I have something to tell you."
"Second brother, what are you going to do!" Zi Yiran stepped forward to stop him. He felt that the second brother's current behavior might hurt Han Mengxiao.
Zi Yihan glared at Zi Yiran fiercely and pulled Han Mengxiao out without any explanation.
When they arrived in the small garden, Han Mengxiao shook off Zi Yihan's hand and opened the distance between her and him: "Tell me, what do you have to say?" Seeing that Zi Yihan was about to step forward, she added: "Just
Wherever you stand, the air in your body is not good."
"Meng," Zi Yihan was stunned for a moment, sighed, and said, "I sounded a little harsh just now. I apologize to you, but how could you move out without even saying a word to me?"
Han Mengxiao knew Zi Yihan, but he had never expressed humiliation to anyone, nor was he so tit-for-tat. He only said: "Why should I tell you, have you discussed with me whether you welcome Ziru to live in the house?"
, what’s the point of asking others to do things that you haven’t done yourself?”
Zi Yihan suddenly realized that this was what made Han Mengxiao awkward. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said, "Okay, I didn't think carefully about this matter. When you left in front of the city gate, Ziru proposed to come to the palace to live.
If you're not here, I'll make the decision myself."
When he mentioned what happened at the city gate, Han Mengxiao felt a little uncomfortable again: "Han, let me ask you, which one, Yiran or that Ziru, holds more weight in your heart?"
"Of course it's the sixth brother." Zi Yihan said without thinking.
"Okay," Han Mengxiao nodded: "In that case, Yiran told me that he just pointed out the loopholes in Ziru's hypocrisy at the city gate. Why are you trying to hurt him? Yiran has no grudges against Ziru.
He won't say something wrong about someone else for no reason, but you indiscriminately insulted him in front of so many people and told him what to think."
"Dream!" Han Mengxiao mentioned this matter, and Zi Yihan felt uncomfortable: "Ru'er has been staying in the boudoir, how can she know such thoughtful etiquette? How can you and Yiran say she is hypocritical? Cheng
At the door, you left first, but Yiran looked at me again and chased you, how come you are now my fault?"