After hearing this, Gao Lan was overjoyed: "Really!? But after Liu Yin left, didn't he even refuse to show his face?"
Ruan took the comb in Gao Lan's hand and straightened her smooth black hair: "Sister, think about it, you invited Young Master Sheng under the name of the eldest young master, and Young Master Sheng is not familiar with the first young master, how could he Are you invited? You are different, you and Mr. Sheng—" Ruan took out a gilded butterfly hairpin and inserted it straight into Gao Lan's hair: "Do you still need a servant for your friendship with Mr. Sheng? Maybe he already has this. I mean, it's just to hinder Miss Meng's face."
Gao Lan was greatly taken advantage of by her remarks, and she finally revealed a few smiles on her face that was originally thoughtful.
"Then Meng's family is not a mere servant girl, but it's just that Young Master Sheng's eyes are widened." Gao Lan snorted coldly: "Is your mother answering, can the surnamed Meng agree to go to the flower banquet? "
Ruan hurriedly replied: "The lady sent a message, and Mrs. Meng has already agreed. Sister, she must rectify and rectify her at that time, kill her majesty, and want her to know who is her future mistress."
Gao Lan touched the golden hairpin on her temples in front of the bronze mirror, and smiled viciously: "It's natural, otherwise she thought she could fly up the branches because of her beauty."
"Sister Shengming."
…
On Meng Qiqi's side, after Sheng Jiayan explained everything, she simply stayed in his room. Lying on one side, she fiddled with the chessboard on the table. She picked up a round and clear chess piece made of white jade and squinted at the sun. Good condition, good price.
Hmm... Master Gao seems to be a little too nice to Sheng Jiayan? Meng Qiqi couldn't help but think of Sheng Jiayan's treatment these days, the food and clothing expenses were the best. Sheng Jiayan is very vigilant, he never accepts what he wears, and what he eats must be tested by Mo Chunfeng first.
But why did Master Gao treat him so well? Is it just because Sheng Jiayan is the distinguished guest of Manager Lin? Meng Qiqi couldn't figure it out, Fang Bao could see that Sheng Jiayan was noble, and it was difficult for Kochi to see it.
So can you explain that he is so good to Sheng Jiayan
Meng Qiqi glanced at him, secretly looking at Sheng Jiayan, who was holding a scroll behind the bookcase.
Forget it, no matter what happens, it seems to be under Sheng Jiayan's control, so why should she worry about it? Meng Eqi fiddled with the chess pieces boredly, and fell asleep leaning on the chessboard after a while.
While she was in a daze, she seemed to hear someone pushing the door in, it seemed to be Xiang Dingchen and Mo Chunfeng, Meng Qiqi was surprised to find that she could hear footsteps and recognize people now.
In a drowsy state, I could only hear Xiang Dingchen asking Sheng Jiayan in a low voice, "There are sixty-four people in total, are they all left alive?"
Sheng Jiayan hummed without hesitation: "I made it very clear to Sanniang in the letter, she knows what to do."
Mo Chunfeng then said: "The flower banquet has been arranged properly on the day."
I don't know what Sheng Jiayan ordered again, Xiang Dingchen and Mo Chunfeng nodded in succession and said yes, the two of them were about to retreat, and when they came to Meng Qiqi, Xiang Dingchen paused: "Would you like my subordinates to hug Qiqi? Walk… "
Mo Chunfeng grabbed his ear and dragged him out, and he couldn't help but scold him in a low voice: "It's just you who talk too much! It's just you who have a lot of things! With the prince here, what's the matter with you!"
When the door was closed again, Meng Eqi was completely awake. It's just that she still closed her eyes, recalling what Sheng Jiayan said just now.
She thought that Sheng Jiayan would be with her every day, occasionally send letters to others, and spend the rest of the time correcting the memorials accumulated on him. When I have free time, I will tease myself. Sheng Jiayan's coffin face that has not changed for thousands of years is really flattering. But in Meng Qiqi's eyes, Sheng Jiayan is always a laid-back look. The fourth prince who is said to have the power of life and death, and the regent of the court, seems to be just a rich and noble son in front of her.
Those slender hands with well-defined joints did not look like they had been stained with blood at all. Meng Qiqi never knew that in every letter written by Sheng Jiayan, it was likely to involve dozens of lives.
Meng Qiqi thought that Sheng Jiayan was just a letter that was passed on casually, and it was very likely that it was a letter of order from a certain family
Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little timid.
At this moment, she felt a little more weight on her back.
Sheng Jiayan put his cyan outer clothes on her and noticed that Meng Qiqi was wrong. Sheng Jiayan paused and asked, "Are you trembling?"
Meng Qiqi pretended to have just woken up, rubbed her eyes, and sat up straight: "Maybe it's a little cold..."
As soon as she finished, Sheng Jiayan turned around and closed the window. There were many, many more thoughtful practices like his, and they were all about the details. Meng Qiqi thought of this and felt a little better. Maybe Sheng Jiayan wasn't so scary.
He turned back to Meng Eqi, Meng Eqi was sitting on the couch, Sheng Jiayan bent slightly, and his narrow eyes looked into Meng Eqi's eyes: "It's fine for a while, do you want to go out for a walk?"
Meng Eqi replied dully: "Haven't you read the Gao Mansion all over the past few days? It's nothing new."
"Mine is going to the market."
Meng Qiqi's eyes lit up immediately. But he confirmed it again in disbelief: "Really!?"
Sheng Jiayan nodded without thinking: "If you don't go, I will go by myself?"
Meng Eqi immediately pulled out his sleeve: "Go go go!"
Sheng Jiayan passed a smile calmly, and squatted down to put on the shoes for Meng Qiqi. After he finished these actions smoothly, Meng Qiqi was already stunned, but Sheng Jiayan's face was very normal, as if he had just done the most ordinary thing.
"What's wrong?" He saw that Meng Eqi was still stunned.
"It's okay... I just feel that the lord is too kind to me..." Meng Eqi lowered her head, a suspicious blush appeared on her cheeks.
Sheng Jiayan said calmly: "I didn't do this often before? If this is a good applause, then you are too deceived."
Meng Qiqi raised her head in confusion: "We used to do this often?"
"Of course." He said with a serious face: "You never called me the prince in private before."
"Then what am I calling?"
Sheng Jiayan glanced at her and said, "When I'm angry, I call my full name, and when I'm happy, I call Ayan."
Meng Eqi swallowed hard: "I'm really so presumptuous!?"
It's unbelievable, the original self is so arrogant? Meng Eqi doubted that he dared to pluck the hair on the tiger's butt.
"More than presumptuous? We also slept on the same bed. You put your leg directly on me in the middle of the night. The snoring was loud, and you shouted and killed."
"What!? Is yours me? Your Majesty, you can't make a mistake, is it really me! Your Majesty, don't go away! Hey, wait for me—"
Compared with the previous Liangzhou City, Youzhou City really added a little more of the soft spring color of the south. The prosperous level is also not much less, the streets are lined up, vendors hawk one after another, and people with different clothes come and go.
Sheng Jiayan walked on the street with Meng Qiqi, who looked around, Mo Chunfeng, who looked like a man and a woman, and Xiang Dingchen, who was muscular.
Meng Qiqi held the candy string in his left hand, and from time to time he secretly raised his veil to take a bite. This move aroused dissatisfaction with Sheng Jiayan, so he simply bought her a pig head mask from a side stall and replaced the veil directly, revealing a tender and delicious mouth.
Mo Chunfeng held back his laughter for a long time, and finally couldn't help but said, "I once read a storybook, which can describe the four of us."
"What is it?" Xiang Dingchen asked.
"It's about a monk, with a monkey, a pig, and a foolish guy to get scriptures from the West. Now it seems that the prince is the monk, and I am the extremely smart monkey. Of course you are a foolish guy. As for Qiqi—" Mo Chunfeng gave a wicked smile, attracting countless eyes around him: "Of course it's that pig."
Meng Qiqi just heard this sentence and turned back angrily: "Mo Chunfeng, believe it or not, I will pull out your tongue!"
"Come on! Slightly Slightly, do you dare to pull it out for you!" Mo Chunfeng stuck out his tongue, Sheng Jiayan heard the movement and glanced back coldly, Mo Chunfeng almost bit his tongue in horror.
Meng Eqi snorted triumphantly, turned her head back and ignored him.
Mo Chunfeng muttered: "Fox fake tiger might!"
Xiang Dingchen persuaded: "Knowing that the prince is protecting her, you still go to provoke her, who is stupid!?"
"Okay, your surname is Xiang, and you are starting to ridicule me now!" Mo Chunfeng stopped, punching Xiang Dingchen's chest with a punch.
Xiang Dingchen grabbed Mo Chunfeng's wrist and said, "Just your pink fist, I don't feel any pain or itching. Hurry up and take it back, so that others can see that I have the goodness of Longyang."
The four of them found a Ruyi restaurant and sat in, ordered a few dishes, and then watched the lively scene of the market from the window.
"Chunfengdingchen, was I really arrogant before?" Meng Qiqi was still thinking about what Sheng Jiayan had described to her before, and simply asked the other two for proof.
When Mo Chunfeng heard this, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "You are so presumptuous, you are about to ride on everyone's heads and shit!"
Xiang Dingchen glared at him: "Your Highness is still here, what are you talking about?"
"Yes, yes, I'll change the word. You almost broke ground on Tai Sui's head, my Aunt Meng."
"I have a bad temper?" Meng Eqi asked, holding her cheeks.
Xiang Dingchen and Mo Chunfeng nodded in unison.
"I dared to call the prince's name taboo before?"
Xiang Dingchen and Mo Chunfeng nodded again.
Meng Eqi hesitated for a moment: "I snored loudly when I was sleeping, and my legs were all over the place?"
Just as Xiang Dingchen was about to nod his head, Mo Chunfeng slapped him on the back of the head. Mo Chunfeng smiled and looked at Sheng Jiayan's cold face: "How do we know that, you don't usually sleep with us."
After he finished speaking, Sheng Jiayan's expression improved a little, and he quietly picked up the tea cup, as if he didn't notice their conversation at all.
"Before you lost your memory, you could cause trouble everywhere. Today, I didn't beat up the son of this family, but obviously pushed the sister of that family into the water. If you cause trouble, go to the house and hide in the house, and the lord will wipe your ass for you."
Xiang Dingchen glared at Mo Chunfeng again, and Mo Chunfeng said knowingly, "Take good care of me and be civilized. Your lord will settle these matters for you."
Meng Qiqi glanced at Sheng Jiayan quietly: "Really?"
"It's absolutely true." Mo Chunfeng put a peanut in his mouth: "I remember one year, you went out well, but you came back full of blood. The prince was frightened, thinking that you were hurt, It was only later that I found out that the blood on your body was someone else's blood. In order to save Sanniang, you beat the prostitute of the brothel and several large nursing homes, a total of twelve people were almost killed."
"Sanniang? Lu Sanniang?" Meng Qiqi frowned slightly, so she and Lu Sanniang were old acquaintances
"Yeah. Sanniang was brought back to the mansion by you, you forgot? That's right, you lost your memory, so what can you remember? All this happened to the Dali Siqing. Later, the Dali Siqing asked if it was the regent's palace. I didn’t dare to pursue this matter any more, and it’s over. It was rumored that the Prince Regent was covering up his subordinates and hurting people with a knife, and it took a long time for this matter to settle down.”