Xiao Lingyue turned around and saw Zhou Bo walking over quickly, with sweat on his forehead.
She frowned: "Butler Zhou, is there anything wrong?"
Uncle Zhou walked closer, looked at Meng Wenhao, Qingluo and others next to him, and said naturally with a smile: "I heard that Miss Chen wants to take the little prince to the princess's mansion next door?"
Xiao Lingyue: "Yes."
"The mansion is still being repaired there, with many people and eyes, and the environment is messy."
Zhou Bo said: "Why did Miss Chen suddenly think about it?"
Xiao Lingyue felt a secret and asked, "Is it King Yi who asked you to come and ask?"
Zhou Bo hurriedly waved his hand: "The girl misunderstood. The prince is still handling official duties. It was the old slave who met the guard and heard him say."
As he said that, Zhou Bo quietly winked at the guard next to him.
The guard immediately said: "What Mr. Zhou said is."
"Forget it." Xiao Lingyue didn't want to care about this, "Is there anything else?"
"The old slave is also idle. Why not accompany Miss Chen and the little prince to come here together?"
Zhou Bo smiled and said, "The manpowers for the repairs in the mansion over there were all chosen by the old slave himself, and they were familiar with each other. If Miss Chen saw something that she was dissatisfied with, the old slave would just let them change it."
This is a very good reason.
Xiao Lingyue glanced at him and nodded: "Then let's go together."
"Mom, let's go!" Han Han held her hand and shook it gently.
"Um."
Xiao Lingyue held Han Han with one hand and Beibei with the other hand, and walked towards the door of the royal palace.
Qingluo immediately followed behind.
Meng Wenhao took the little wood and landed at the end. After just two steps, Zhou Bo naturally walked to him and smiled and said, "What do you call this young master?"
"?" Meng Wenhao looked at him in surprise, "My name is Meng Wenhao."
"Young Master Meng." Zhou Bo said politely, "I heard that you and Miss Qingluo came to find Miss Chen together?"
Meng Wenhao nodded: "Yes."
"What is the relationship between Mr. Meng and Miss Shen? Are you friends?" Zhou Bo asked curiously.
"Uh... I'm a friend." Meng Wenhao reached out and scratched his head, a little confused.
"Miss Chen has only returned to Beijing for a while. How did you meet?" Zhou Bo asked again.
Meng Wenhao: "This..."
Uncle Zhou looked at his embarrassed and embarrassed face: "Is it inconvenient to say?"
"No, it's just that the story is long..."
After Zhou Bo's natural and skillful inquiry, Meng Wenhao did not feel any abnormality and briefly explained the process of his acquaintance with "Chen Wan".
Zhou Bo was surprised to hear it: "It turns out that Mr. Meng is a survivor of the bandit village and has experienced so many things."
Meng Wenhao smiled bitterly and said, "Maybe my luck is too bad."
"Did this child escape from the bandit village with Mr. Meng?" Zhou Uncle looked at the little Mutou who was holding beside him. Seeing the child's expression was stunned, it seemed that there was something wrong with his consciousness.
"Yes." Meng Wenhao said.
"Mr. Meng is so kind..."
Uncle Zhou smiled and said a few polite words, his eyes turned around the two of them quietly, and he felt relieved.
Although this young master Meng is about the same age as Miss Shen and looks pretty good, he should be just an ordinary friend in this way.
In Zhou Bo's eyes, Miss Chen was already a member of Prince Yi's Mansion, and all she lacked was a name.
The prince is busy with official duties and cannot keep an eye on everything.