The princess pushes her close to a woman

After leaving the door, the two of them stopped in the corridor in a tacit understanding. Mo Li said in a low voice, "Aunt Mei, you know Mr. Song is worried about the princess, so why do you still say such heartbreaking words to hurt others?"

Mo Mei was slightly stunned, why?She thought about it, but didn't think of anything.She shook her head, motioned Mo Li to look at the two closed doors behind her, and stretched out her hand to show her a booing gesture.

This is not a good place to talk, it would be bad if the princess heard it.Mo Li understood, and walked out first, and Mo Mei followed behind her, still not forgetting to bow her head in thought.

When walking out of Luoqing Garden where Shen Qingluo lived, Mo Mei stopped, looked up at the back of the person in front of her, and suddenly said: "Mo Li, I seem to know..."

... Mr. Song probably hasn't come out of his monk status yet, so he doesn't dare to blatantly adore the princess?

"Ah? Aunt Mei, do you know?" Mo Li came back from her thoughts, turned her head in surprise and said, "Aunt Mei, tell me quickly, let me hear that our guesses are the same and different."

"Oh? What do you think is the reason?" Mo Mei asked casually. She didn't think that Mo Li, a simple mind, could think of the right thing.

"My son-in-law, he must be shy!"

Mo Li's voice couldn't contain the excitement, I heard that the monks in the temple almost never see women, and it's the same with the son-in-law, who suddenly saw such a beautiful woman as the princess, he must be shy and afraid to get close.

Hearing this, Mo Mei is happy, it seems that this silly girl has opened up and understands a little bit more.

"Don't just smile, Aunt Mei, tell me if I'm right."

Mo Mei nodded, and praised: "That's a good guess." After finishing speaking, seeing that Mo Li was not satisfied, she still looked at her eagerly, hoping that she would continue talking.

She was amused in her heart, this girl Mo Li is sixteen years old this year, and she still looks like a child, with emotions all on her face, which is very pleasing.

"anything else?"

Mo Li's eyes were eager, and she felt guilty, "I have something important to do, so I'm leaving first."

"Ah?" Mo Li wrinkled her pretty face, "Why is it so urgent? We haven't finished talking yet."

"It's gone," Mo Mei thought for a while, and then added, "I'm done."

There was still a trace of doubt in her tone, Mo Li refused to believe it, so she couldn't help raising her voice, "It's really gone?"

"It's gone."

She nodded and reaffirmed, Mo Li's face suddenly collapsed, "Okay then..."

Seemingly not seeing Moli's reluctance, she turned around and walked towards the kitchen with a smile on her face...

After Shen Qingluo left, Song Ci didn't go back with her. Seeing that it was still early, she walked around the market.

Occasionally stop to ask, she has an extraordinary demeanor, plus she has a very good appearance, all the inquired are very patient with her, even though she is gorgeously dressed, she doesn't look like someone who needs work, and she doesn't feel it. To be teased.

One of the stewards even bluntly said that she would go to him tomorrow. The steward had a kind face, and Song Ci agreed without thinking too much.

She is no longer wearing a monk's robe, and she is less stable and solemn than before. Although her features are still cold, her color is better than before, and her gestures and gestures have a special charm.

But without the identity of a monk as a cover, the world has less respect for her, and the stunning beauty between men and women has attracted the attention of passers-by, which is not a good thing for her.

She turned her head, seemingly unintentionally glanced at the guards who were following far behind, a coolness flashed in her eyes, no matter whether Shen Qingluo agreed to let her go or not, it was impossible for her to stay in that cage for the rest of her life.

The Song family has been generals for generations, and when her father and brother were alive, she yearned to follow them to defend the country with gold and iron horses...

Whether it's the square inch of the capital city or Shen Qingluo's absurd affection, she doesn't want to be trapped by them. Traveling around the world is her yearning.

As she walked forward step by step, the breeze gently blew past her ears, soothing her a little depressed heart gently over and over again.

When the sun slanted and elongated the figure, the vermilion gate of the Princess's Mansion appeared in front of her eyes, Shen Qingluo's crying face appeared in front of her eyes, the waves of turmoil in her heart fell silent with guilt, her heart was calmed down.

If there is a cause and effect, it is because she pretended to be a man first that Shen Qingluo's heart was wronged. Shen Qingluo entangled her and brought her troubles that she should bear.

She shouldn't blame Shen Qingluo for being so defensive towards her...

Pushing open the door of the small courtyard, there was the voice of a woman talking in a low voice inside, Song Ci froze for a moment, then stopped in his tracks, could it be that Shen Qingluo went to her room again?

She looked around and saw the zigzag veranda with Danying carvings and towering eaves overlooking all living beings. She hesitated whether she should go to the verandah to avoid the sun.

While thinking about it, the voice inside stopped, Mo Mei came out from the inside, saw her at the door from afar, her embarrassed expression flashed, she calmly saluted and called out: "Young Master Song, you are back. "

Hua Yun inside heard her words, and came out to meet Song Ci with several other maids. Song Ci pursed his lips and pondered for a while, then looked at Mo Mei and asked hesitantly, "Why are you here?"

She had made it clear to Mo Mei that she didn't like being disturbed.

Mo Mei bowed slightly, and explained: "Please don't misunderstand Mr. Song, the slaves are here to send some servants to you by the order of the princess." She turned to Hua Yun and said, "Hua Yun, I met you when I came out. Mr. Song."

The tall and slender woman came out from behind and bowed to Song Ci, "I have seen the master before."

Song Ci was silent, his face was so indifferent that no emotion could be seen, Mo Mei was a little disturbed by her look, and he paused for a while before finding what he wanted to say, "You are new to the mansion, the princess is afraid that you will be negligent and not take good care of you. I have wronged you, and specially pointed out to you the best maid in the mansion, and please don't disappoint the princess's heart."

"Hmm," Song Ci hummed lightly, and looked away at Hua Yun, and the six respectful maids behind Hua Yun were also in his eyes, feeling powerless in his heart.

In this two-story building, the first floor was temporarily converted into a quiet room, which is elegant and clean for her daily practice and reading. The steps on the side lead directly to the second floor. Porcelain vases for flower arrangement, soft collapse of red sandalwood and huanghuali wood, screens embroidered with landscapes, and the elegant light blue bed curtain in the corner of the bed can be seen from behind the screens.

Close to one wall of the bed, there is a light blue door curtain hanging on the far right. Lift it, and you can enter the compartment for bathing and changing clothes.

At first she didn't intend to stay, she chose at random.After Mo Mei left yesterday, she walked around the room and regretted it when she saw the layout of the room.

This not-so-concealed residence is not good for her to hide her identity, and now she has arranged a few people around her, which is really embarrassing her...

Shen Qingluo, oh Shen Qingluo, it's not that she's afraid of not taking good care of her, she's clearly urging her to die again.She sighed silently in her heart, and asked Mo Mei, "Can I see the princess?"

The author has something to say:

Today's princess is also urging her life~

Cough cough, I always feel that it becomes a sand sculpture in an instant

If I update daily, can I raise my head and ask for collection?

Tortured to be bald by collecting (╥╯﹏╰╥)?

Today, I saw a post about breaking updates on the Baihetang Post Bar...

I’m different from them, I didn’t break it on purpose, the main reason is that this book is different from Sand Sculpture, it’s not very easy to write, and I’ve been feeling sleepy lately... and the writing is too early, the preparation work is not done well, the original plan was to collect But never mind (╥╯﹏╰╥)? Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2020-04-2408:02:56~2020-04-2421:33:52~

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