Pretty Consort: Prince, Don't Run away

Song Qian clenched his teeth, how could he not see the scene, when he saw Xi Mengge begging for mercy, his eyes revealed a look of disgust, but there was nothing else, he cupped his hands.

"Royal Uncle, all of this was caused by Xi Mengge. Then, how about I punish her with fifty slates and imprison her for one month?"

This kind of punishment made even Xi Mengyao speechless.

Ten slabs of wood could split open the skin and flesh. Even if he didn't die, he would at least lose half of his life for these fifty slabs of wood.

As long as he gained a firm foothold in the mansion, he would be able to control the crown prince's mansion. Similarly, if he was not welcomed the moment he entered the mansion, his future days would not be much better.

The fifty boards of the Third Prince had broken Xi Mengge's good days in the future.

"This king said to leave everything that I said to the Third Prince." Song Chongjing was still calm and indifferent, but he could not give birth to any thoughts of being disobedient.

"So be it! Someone, bring her down. " Song Qian clenched his teeth, flung his sleeves and left with Xi Mengge.

Xi Mengyao watched Xi Mengge leave, and lit a candle for her in her heart. Then, feeling that someone was looking at her, she turned around, and saw that it was Song Chongjing. Your highness, this official's daughter will take her leave first. "

"After using This King as a shield, you intend to leave just like that?"

Song Chongjing chuckled, but Xi Mengyao stopped in her tracks.

"This subject doesn't understand what the Prince is talking about." Xi Mengyao turned around with a smile: "This subject thinks that this subject is helping Your Highness."

Song Chongjing did not answer, but Xi Mengyao quickly continued: "However, since I wasn't able to help, this subject naturally would not dare to take credit, and will not disturb Your Highness's mood anymore."

She turned to stay, but someone stopped her.

"Don't you want to know what that thing on your face is?"

Xi Mengyao stopped in her tracks for a moment. If not for the fact that this person took out the bottle of medicine, she would have thought that it was a birthmark. But if it wasn't, then what could it be, and why would it appear on her face …

After thinking for a while, she slapped her head and did not think anymore. She turned and looked at Song Chongjing: "Your highness wants to tell me?"

"Why is This King telling you?" Song Chongjing raised his eyebrows.

If you won't tell me, what are you going to say?!

Xi Mengyao was so angry that she almost blurted out her question. But she still had her reason. She knew that she shouldn't have clashed with this prince, so she did not stop and left without looking back.

Song Chongjing watched as Xi Mengyao left, a trace of a smile flashing past her eyes.

However, after a bit of probing, it was clear that although this person had a grand plan, his thoughts weren't as profound. That's right, if she was truly someone with a shrewd mind, she wouldn't have directly said that.

Only, this young miss of Prime Minister's Mansion was not as weak as the rumors outside.

Looks like Third Prince is about to miss a pearl.

Song Chongjing laughed, then turned and left, for such a good thing, he would definitely not tell Song Qian.

Xi Mengyao watched the show for the whole afternoon, and when she returned to her room, she only felt her stomach growling.

Looking at the sky outside, it was almost noon.

Xi Mengyao used to be weak and never had a personal servant, so she was naturally not missed in the house. She always went to the kitchen by herself.

Although she felt that this difference in treatment was very problematic, it was not something that could be resolved overnight. It was more important to first resolve the issue at hand.

She walked to the kitchen familiarly and looked up to see smoke rising from the stove. It seemed like she had come at the right time.

"Where did this thief come from, hurry over here to Prime Minister's Mansion to steal something, yet you still aren't getting the hell out of here. What kind of thing is this, to actually dare enter!"

Xi Mengyao shook her body a few times before picking up a steamed bun. Then, he heard a lion-like roar coming from the east and west.

She was not happy with his words, but sneered, "Where did this dog come from?!"