Pretty Consort: Prince, Don't Run away

When the butler heard these words, he knew that he had violated the taboo, and had only quietly looked at Song Chongjing City's expression.

At this time, he was no longer as calm as he was before, and his heart was even more perturbed. He anxiously waited for a while, only to see Song Chongjing shaking his head and asking: "According to what you said, where is the wangfei?"

"..." After all, this was a prince's decision, so it was better than a servant's decision. This servant was only slightly surprised. "This servant doesn't know why the prince would suddenly change his mind, so for the moment, I don't have anything to hide from him …"

After the butler explained in a low voice, he was even more surprised that Xi Mengyao could gain Song Chongjing's trust.

It had to be known that in all of Song Chongjing's years, he had never trusted anyone so much.

The decision he had made was not something that could be changed that easily. To let a woman live so close to him, to be able to sleep in the same bed even at night...

Thinking of this, the butler couldn't help but remind him.

He was wary of Xi Mengyao, so he decided to just walk in front of her: "The king and this woman are the ones bestowed marriage, this servant still does not know her true intentions, even if the king likes her, he still has to be careful, if she has any ulterior motives, it will suit her intentions, this woman is the most difficult one to deal with in this world …"

"Enough!"

Unexpectedly, before Old Housekeeper had the time to start his long speech, Song Chongjing raised his hand and cut him off. With furrowed brows, he looked deeply at the butler.

He saw that the butler had his hands behind his back. His face was expressionless, and he looked to be very serious. It was no different from the way he had taught him to read in the past.

This man was the same before, he thought, but when he thought about what Xi Mengyao had just said, he could not help but feel suspicious.

The two of them looked into each other's eyes and it was unknown what Old Housekeeper felt. He seemed to feel that it was a bit unbearable and after coughing a little, he seemed to want to say something in a low voice.

Not wanting to, Song Chongjing merely waved his hand, "I know her temperament and know that this matter is serious. You don't need to say anything more, I am only …."

He took a step forward and whispered, "Change the place for her so she can easily be observed." It's better to keep such a person by your side than to leave them out of your sight. "

"So that's how it is!" After the butler heard it, he understood. Although he still did not understand it, he still nodded his head with difficulty. He listened obediently to Song Chongjing's explanation, and revealed a pleased expression.

Song Chongjing could not help but let out a sigh, but seeing him so confused, he thought for a moment, then turned back to look at the butler and asked, just that he did not know why you were so hostile towards him, as though she did not interact much with him after she entered the house, and in the end, you already determined that he was a dangerous demoness. It was not that you were angry with him, but it was just that the butler hesitated for a moment, but in the end, did not reveal the truth, and did not trust Wang Ye.

If others found out about it and broke their rules, it would also ruin his painstaking efforts.

In the end, he still sighed, looking at Song Chongjing, he seemed to be sad. Just like how he looked at his good-for-nothing grandson, he was slightly perturbed as he thought to himself.

How long had it been since Song Chongjing had met the Old Housekeeper, to the point that it was even better than family.

Seeing that he seemed to be planning to say something, he shook his head and advised, "Actually, sometimes, when you open your eyes and look carefully, you will know that the people in the world might not be as sinister and sinister as you think."

"Your highness is referring to the wangfei?" Old Housekeeper turned his head.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but why did everyone seem to be hinting at something to him? Was he wrong or …

"She is actually a trustworthy person. Why don't you go take a look?" Song Chongjing said in the end.

When he saw the other party's expression, he was finally speechless and could only shake his head.

"Think about it yourself." After Song Chongjing finished speaking, he finally left with a cold face.

The steward was hesitant as he looked at her. He didn't have to target anyone, it was just that he wasn't sure who those people were talking about.

"Or …" As he was thinking, he suddenly heard a light sound behind him. He turned around abruptly and saw a maid standing under a tree not too far away.

When he saw that he knew that person, he saw that the little girl had a letter in her hand. After seeing her, she passed it to him.

"What is this?"

"Someone entrusted it to you." The maidservant spoke in a low voice, her tone did not fluctuate at all.

With that, she turned and left. Only he was left behind. He lowered his head to look at the letter in his hand, and with a rough glance, he immediately frowned.

When he raised his head to ask, the girl was already gone.

The steward crumpled the letter and his eyes were filled with anger. "I really can't let this woman go!"

As he said this, he tightened his grip on the amulet and headed straight for the bridal chamber without a second thought.

After Song Chongjing turned around, he went to her new courtyard with Xi Mengyao.

However, his face did not look good. He looked like an eggplant that had been beaten by frost. Xi Mengyao followed behind him. She had heard everything he had said to the butler.

She didn't ask, nor did she care.

She had already said everything clearly, it was just that this Song Chongjing seemed to be an unreasonable person, and had a soft spot in his heart.

Song Chongjing slightly lowered his head, the strands of hair in his hair were a little messy as well, and he looked to be in an inexplicable state of despondency.

After the two of them walked for a few steps, Xi Mengyao stopped and called out to him, "I say that you don't need to probe him. It might be better to just directly ask him about it."

"But that's only your guess."

Song Chongjing shook his head. He knew about the butler's temper. If he wasn't careful, it was possible that he would injure him.

"However, if you are to become like this, don't tell me you can let him see you clearly?" Xi Mengyao looked at him, her tone slightly harsh: "Now that he has been bewitched, how do you know, does he not hear your words?"

"I still don't know who is behind him."

Song Chongjing did not say anything, nor did he hesitate.

"You! Forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you. " This was the personality that Xi Mengyao was most annoyed of.

In the end, it was because he had his own thoughts and would not change his mind after he made his decision. As a result, she, an outsider, was too worried and nearly died from anger.

The Old Housekeeper came over just in time, but when he heard this again, he gnashed his teeth.