Once out of the gate of the prime minister's mansion.
Zongzheng Fu Suhuan's hand on Dongfang Jing's waist suddenly withdrew.
Dongfang Jing's right leg is inconvenient, and most of her body weight was leaning on him, but when he let go so suddenly, Dongfang Jing didn't expect it, her body tilted, and she almost fell down!
Fortunately, Dongmei had quick eyesight and quick hands, so she stepped forward quickly and supported her.
The wedding cakes made by the third lady were scattered all over the floor.
"Damn it slave!" Dongmei blamed herself repeatedly.
Dongfang Jing glanced at the man's back, and then said in a lonely voice, "I don't blame you. Pick it up quickly. It's not good if my mother sees it."
After finishing speaking, the two master and servant squatted down together and hurried to pick up the wedding cakes on the ground.
After taking them to pick up the wedding cakes, Dongmei and the coachman helped Dongfang Jing into the carriage, and as soon as she entered the carriage, Dongfang Jing realized... there was no one in it.
She hurriedly opened the curtain of the car, and asked the driver outside, "Where is the prince?"
"Didn't the concubine see it just now?" The coachman said in surprise, "The prince has something to do, so he left on horseback first!"
Already left
Did he really have something to do, or did he just leave without saying goodbye just to avoid her
Dongfang Jing's heart suddenly felt empty. Someone once held her heart, and their flesh and blood grew together, but he suddenly let go, pulling away the flesh and blood. Although she didn't say a word and didn't let go, her heart Already wounded to the point of being riddled with holes, bleeding profusely!
"Master, don't think too much, maybe... the prince is really busy." Dongmei saw through the loneliness and desolation in her eyes at once, and hurriedly comforted her.
"En." Dongfang Jing forced a smile, and then greeted Dongmei to get into the car together, "Let's go back to the house first, and I will personally prepare dinner for him."
Dongmei sat beside her, staring at her in a daze, unable to say a word.
Zongzheng Fusu treated her suddenly so indifferently, that she still wanted to prepare dinner for him
Her master is so proud, why does she have to live so humble in front of that man
Does she owe him anything
Prince Gong's Mansion.
Zongzheng Fusu arrived at a fast pace, almost stumbled and got off his horse.
"This subordinate has seen the prince!" The guard guarding the door hastily knelt down to greet him.
Uncharacteristically, Zongzheng Fusu ignored them and rushed into Prince Gong's mansion quickly as if he hadn't seen them. Bypassing the front hall, study room and back garden, he went straight to the long-abandoned pharmacy in the backyard!
His footsteps are hypocritical, his legs are congested and heavy, and he walks crookedly, not to mention using light work, even walking normally is weird, and he almost fell down three or two times!
The distance from the gate of the backyard to the pharmacy was only a few hundred meters, but it took him a whole stick of incense!
The moment he pushed open the door of the pharmacy, his chest was overwhelmed, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, a mouthful of fishy sweetness rushed up his throat, glaring bright red gushed out, completely staining the originally dark ground!
Snapped--
Zongzheng Fusu made a backhand, and suddenly slammed the door, and then locked the door with the last breath of strength, and then leaned against the door, and collapsed slumped!
Today, at the back of the Prime Minister's Mansion, in order to help that girl vent her anger, he recklessly used lightness kung fu, causing internal injuries.
Coupled with the deep purple robe that Dongfang Jing chose for him, he was really angry, his mind was unsteady, and the heart-touching poison also broke out at the same time!