Today, love had to force him once, and Shen Qingluo was unwilling and reluctant to force him a second time.It's just that when she came out, there was no second carriage, so she encountered a little difficulty.

It would take more than half an hour to walk from here to the princess mansion, if he walked back as he wished, what would he do in case of heatstroke?

On horseback?She has never seen Song Ci ride a horse before, why don't you ask?Maybe she is ignorant?Song Ci was traveling alone at the age of 13, should he know how?

She was not sure whether her guess was correct, so she asked tentatively: "Song Ci, would you like to ride back home?"

Song Ci shook his head, she can ride a horse, but if she agrees to come down, someone will have to walk.

"The poor monk always walks, the princess doesn't have to think about the poor monk."

Originally, Shen Qingluo planned to go back with him, but she lost her mind for a while and did something like throwing imperial edicts in the street, so she had to go to the palace to plead guilty as soon as possible.

So he asked someone to lead a horse, left the carriage and Mo Li to Song Ci, and took dozens of people to the palace.

Mo Li's mouth was dry, but Song Ci was unmoved, so he had to walk back with him, and once he entered the mansion, he ordered someone to prepare iced sour plum soup to relieve the heat.

Mo Mei, another maid beside Shen Qingluo, took over the task of leading Song to resign from his residence.

Mo Mei looked much older than Mo Li and Mo He, and when she saw Song Ci saluting in a proper manner, her smile showed a sense of intimacy: "My son-in-law, my servant Mo Mei, is the housekeeper of the house. , if you have something to do, you can send someone to pass it on to your servant at any time. The servant will take you back to your residence first? If you need anything, you can directly tell the servant to buy it."

Song Ci didn't quite get used to this title, but she was raised indifferent in the temple, so she didn't show any discomfort, she nodded slightly, and habitually said, "Please trouble the benefactor."

As soon as the words came out, seeing the intimacy in Mo Mei's smile restrained, and her expression alienated, she immediately realized that she had made a mistake.

It seems that this habit has to be changed, otherwise life in this mansion will be difficult.

Today is not what it used to be, since she was pulled into the world of mortals, she has to act according to the rules of the world.

Song Ci reminded himself in his heart that he followed Momei all the way to the small courtyard last night. The decoration in the room had already been changed, and the red gauze tent last night had also been removed, and a screen painted with landscape patterns was added to cover it up. .

She took a look, then retracted her gaze, and stood aside, looking at her nose, nose, and heart, like a stone Buddha statue, quietly like a water mirror, seeing herself and all living beings...

Mo Mei interrupted her meditation, and said with a tense face: "I don't know what the son-in-law thinks? The princess has ordered the slaves to arrange everything according to your preferences. If there is something that is not to your liking, just point it out. The servants will order someone to rearrange as soon as possible."

"It's not wrong, I'm sorry to trouble you." Song Ci said, he didn't call himself a poor monk, and he didn't call her a benefactor. Mo Mei's face softened, and she saluted: "Then don't bother the son-in-law, and the servant will leave."

After she finished speaking, she led everyone out, and Song Ci sat in the room for a while, when she heard footsteps coming from the yard.

According to Mo Mei's arrangement, the maid came to deliver clothes, shoes and socks to Song Ci. From now on, the monk's clothes on her would not be able to be worn.

In the evening, the princess hosted a banquet, asked her to bathe and change clothes, and went to the hall earlier to wait for the princess.

The maids entered the room in an orderly manner carrying trays filled with clothes and the like. Song Ci was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that those people wanted to wait for her to take a bath. The hand under the sleeve said: "Thank you, put the things down, I can do it myself."

The leading lady in pink bowed her body, pleading in a somewhat pleading tone: "The slaves and maidservants are ordered by Aunt Mei to serve the son-in-law to take a bath, and please the son-in-law not to embarrass us."

Her name is Hua Yun, and she is also a first-class maid in the princess's mansion, but she is not one of the three major maids around the princess. For this reason, her status is relatively low.

"Sorry, I'm not used to..."

Ever since she agreed to take over the imperial decree, she thought that she would face many, many situations that might expose her identity, but she didn't expect it to come so soon.

After hearing her words, the woman's face became even more distressed. Song Ci felt pity in his heart, and they were also poor people who couldn't help themselves...

"Ms. Mo Mei, can I go and talk about it in person?" Song Ci paused, and then said: "I think the princess won't bother with me about this kind of thing."

The matter of bathing couldn't be too small, Hua Yun felt that what he said was reasonable, after a little thought, she agreed.

But he didn't know that Mo Mei's purpose was to change Song Ci's temperament. Hearing her reply, the smile on her face instantly disappeared.

Thinking of the princess's love for the son-in-law, if he heard about it, he would definitely obey him as he expected, so he said: "It's just a small matter, it's fine if the son-in-law refuses, the princess is very busy recently, so there is no need to talk to the princess. passed on."

After sending everyone away, Song Ci went downstairs and closed the door of the small courtyard, fearing that someone would break in again, she went back to the room and hurriedly scrubbed her body, then wrapped her chest cloth and changed into the clothes she sent.

She washed the changed monk's robes and hung them to dry in the yard.Although the weather in June is hot, there will be a cool breeze blowing from time to time.

The dark yellow monk's robe hanging on the top of the tree fluttered with the wind, she stood quietly in the small building and stared at it, the indifference and tranquility in her heart was faintly mixed with some sadness.

After wearing the monk's robes for 12 years and staying in the Ci'en Temple for 12 years, she used to call that place her home, but now it's gone...

If the two are not related...the two are not related, then each is safe and sound...

She frowned slightly, and unconsciously sighed in her heart: Shen Qingluo, why are you doing this...

"Why are you bothering? I have so many good men in Daliang, why do you insist on him?" Shen Mingze, who was dressed in a yellow robe, put down the memorial in his hand, and walked towards Shen Qingluo who was kneeling in the hall.

There was a slight smile on his face, and his voice was warm, "I see that Mr. Chen is also infatuated with you, and he is still kneeling outside the palace to beg for mercy. If you change your mind, I can make an order for you." Marriage..."

"Brother Huang!" Shen Qingluo interrupted him eagerly, and said angrily: "Chen Ge is a despicable villain who turns black and white, annoying ghosts, even if I jumped from Dongjing Lake, I couldn't marry him. How can it be as good as Song Ci?"

"Oh?" Shen Mingze's smile deepened, and he asked with great interest: "Where did you turn black and white? Didn't you throw out my imperial decree in public?"

Hearing this, Shen Qingluo's aura suddenly lost more than half, looked up at Shen Mingze and said weakly: "Brother Emperor, Song Ci caught it, so it's not considered throwing?"

"Qing Luoruo doesn't think it counts, why did you come to plead guilty?" Shen Mingze raised his eyebrows, curled his lips, and asked bluntly.

Shen Qingluo was so blocked that she couldn't speak to refute, throwing the imperial decree in the street, she was indeed impulsive, but... Chen Ge is a despicable person!Knowing that she had Song Ci in her heart, she kept begging her father to marry her, which caused her to be scolded and often imprisoned.

"Get up, save your energy and go to the Jinluan Hall to kneel tomorrow morning. I have to deal with government affairs. If you are bored, go to the Queen's Palace and rest in the Jinghua Palace at night."

Shen Mingze's tone was somewhat helpless, he only had this one direct sister, if anyone else dared to disrespect him, they would definitely punish the Nine Clans.

Thinking of Moli's plan at night, Shen Qingluo's heart beat faster, she elongated her tone, and said coquettishly, "Brother Huang, I want to go back to my residence, and come back tomorrow morning, there will be no delay."

Song Ci was in the mansion, and her heart also stayed in the mansion. Now that the matter has been resolved, she doesn't want to stay in the palace for a moment, she can't wait to fly back with wings.

Shen Mingze thought that you thought beautifully, glanced at her lightly, turned around and returned to the desk, and said in a cool tone: "Shen Qingluo, you are here to plead guilty, if you don't want to go to the queen, you can kneel in the imperial study until dawn , Tomorrow morning, go face up and kneel."

"I……"

"If you think the courtiers are fools, then you can go back to the mansion. In the hall tomorrow, I will tell them that Princess Jinghua entered the palace yesterday to plead guilty, and I will let her go back to the mansion to be punished..."

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感谢在2020-04-1721:34:23~2020-04-2120:49:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 23673408, 1 sweet dead;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of sweetness; 6 bottles of cool short hair;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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