my princess boy

Ling Xuetang raised her legs and entered the room, and saw Mu Xianyi smashed the teacup, sitting on the couch with a cold face and a look of anger.He walked forward silently and asked:

"What's the matter? Which servant are you going to vent your anger on?"

Mu Xianyi didn't even look at him, and said angrily: "No anger!"

Ling Xuetang stopped talking, went straight to him, picked up the broken pieces of the teacup on the ground, lowered her head and said, "That's how you got angry with me."

Mu Xianyi became more and more annoyed: "Who told you to talk to that lowly servant girl!"

After hearing this, Ling Xuetang raised her head to look at him, saw that Mu Xianyi did not dare to make eye contact with him, looked at him then quickly turned away, and said, "I just said a few words to Yinping, how could it make you unhappy? "

"Have you forgotten how Baohan died?" Mu Xianyi seemed to look at him with some resentment, and when he mentioned Baohan, his eyes turned red again, "She, a person of unknown origin, is most likely to plant Baohan. Talk to her, she is a foxy girl!"

"Princess!" Ling Xuetang squatted halfway, her head slightly tilted, her black eyes looking at Mu Xianyi sharply, "Everything is based on evidence. If there is no evidence, how can you make wild suspicions? What's more, I just said a few words to her. In a word, you call her a fox, how do you tell her to deal with herself?"

"I don't care how she handles herself?" Mu Xianyi already had tears in her eyes, her delicate face was full of grievances and resentment, "She is a lowly servant girl, I am a princess, what do I care about her? Back then If I hadn't saved her, she would have been sold into a brothel... Or she was simply acting with those people, just to sneak into our mansion!"

Ling Xuetang stood up suddenly, her face was gloomy, like the sky before the summer rain: "No matter how lowly a servant is, she is also a human being. The princess is a golden branch and jade leaf, but everyone else is not human? Could it be that in the eyes of the princess, I and the Ling family are both human?" Don't you have to worry about life and death?"

Seeing his sudden tough attitude, Mu Xianyi was a little scared, but he was unwilling to let him down, so he raised his voice unconsciously: "Why are you like that lowly slave?"

"Why is it different?" Ling Xuetang looked at him, with disappointment and indifference in her black eyes, "To the royal family, how are we, ministers, different from domestic slaves? Otherwise, why didn't the princess marry me when she married me? Opinion?"

Mu Xianyi was stunned, he didn't expect that he would mention this matter even today, his sore eyes could no longer contain tears, and tears fell down: "So you... still care about this... I knew you didn't like me!"

Ling Xuetang just looked straight at him: "That's not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean? That's what you mean!" Mu Xianyi cried loudly, so pitifully, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances and injustices in his heart. He wiped his tears with a handkerchief, but the tears seemed to be He couldn't finish it, "You actually said such things to me for a lowly maidservant, I'm going to tell my father and sue you for disrespect..."

Ling Xuetang was about to say something, when Luan Jing heard the two arguing in the room, she rushed in and fell to her knees:

"Princess, son-in-law, both of you should stop talking!"

"It's not me, it's him, he's the one who bullied me..." Mu Xianyi cried, patting the table beside him with one small hand, anxious and helpless and aggrieved like a child, "I'm going to tell Father, he bullies me!"

Ling Xuetang opened her mouth, but said nothing, and finally said in a deep voice, "Princess, think it over for yourself!"

Said, without looking at him, turned and went out.

When Mu Xianyi saw that he didn't come to coax her, but went out in front of the servant girl without giving herself any face, she became more and more wronged and cried harder.

Seeing this, Luan Jing hurriedly stood up and said consolingly: "Princess, the son-in-law is also a person who wants face. You used the princess status to suppress him, and you said you were going to tell His Majesty. He naturally has no face... Why do you have to fight for a slave? The son-in-law has made such a fuss!"

But Mu Xianyi said angrily: "Where is it that I am angry with him because of a lowly maid, it is clear that he has spoken out what is in his heart, he has no me at all in his heart, without that lowly maid, it would be the same if it were someone else!"

Luan Jing was naturally facing her master, and felt that it was really inappropriate for the son-in-law to mention marriage, so she had nothing to say for a while.

Mu Xianyi got it right, and felt more and more that she was right. Ling Xuetang was wrong in every possible way, so she stood up angrily and said, "You ask someone to make arrangements, and I'm going to the palace right now to tell Royal Father, I want Royal Father Rebuke him well and let him know what I would look like if I was really arrogant and self-willed!"

Now Luan Jing was in a hurry, and hurriedly knelt down and stopped him: "Princess, calm down! This matter is here, it is a quarrel between young couples, but if it comes to His Majesty, it will be known to the whole palace." What a big deal! When the time comes, the Duke of Zhen’s mansion and the son-in-law will have no face, and you will have no face! What’s more, the concubine Chen will inevitably have to worry about it, so why did you come here!”

After hearing this, Mu Xianyi was stunned, thinking that it made sense, sat down unconsciously, choked up and said: "Enemy, really an enemy, an enemy who owed him in the previous life!"

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Mu Xianyi did not enter the palace in the end, but the quarrel between his husband and wife still leaked out. Not only Mrs. Zhen Guogong and his wife came to ask, but even Concubine Chen sent a nanny to ask. In the face of Fufu and Ling Xuetang, they always only said that they were joking and never told the truth.

In the past two nights, Ling Xuetang never took a single step into the master bedroom. Although he didn't sleep here at ordinary nights, he would come and sit with Mu Xianyi for a while. One of them read and the other practiced calligraphy. Occasionally, they would play chess and play chess with tea After all, it is always good for Qin Se to be quiet in Yumo, but now Mu Xianyi is sitting alone under the lonely lamp, and the west wind is also blowing the bead curtain, adding a bit of loneliness and desolation.

"Princess, it's cool, let's put on some clothes." Luan Jing covered him with a half-worn cloak of red feather gauze. It's autumn hunting, you and the son-in-law are still like this, let your majesty and other ladies look at it later, it's time to ask you again."

He also said: "This matter is not big at all. If you say a word to the son-in-law, the son-in-law will naturally know that you mean to seek peace with him, so he will step down. Now you are stubborn and just pretend to be without him. Why bother! After all, we will have to be husband and wife with him for the rest of our lives."

Mu Xianyi's originally absent-minded eyes became radiant, reflecting the dancing candlelight and the glistening bead curtain, showing agitated emotion: "You don't have to persuade me, I'm still annoying him! He doesn't come to talk to me Why should I talk to him with a shy face? I have worked so hard to hide it from everyone, but he is good enough to show me face everywhere, but he is a noble son-in-law? I am still a princess of golden branches and jade leaves!"

Luan Jing heard this, sighed unconsciously, and said: "The princess still mentions this, she really doesn't want to reconcile with the son-in-law!"

The more Mu Xianyi was annoyed, he raised his eyes and saw that the room was empty and desolate, only the shadows of the trees on the window were mottled and swaying, and the autumn insects were chirping all around. At this time, he heard the long cry of a lone goose from afar, and he couldn't help but feel sad again , also sighed: "Oh, I finally understand at this time, what is meant by, 'The heart of spring will not be full of flowers, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray'."

It's so sentimental, it's not like ruthless suffering!