Pretty Consort: Prince, Don't Run away

Due to the fact that the marriage engagement between Third Prince and Prime Minister's Mansion had already been set for several months, even if they were to change people at the last minute, the date of the wedding wouldn't change. It was so dull for half a month, until the wedding day finally arrived.

Xi Mengyao had never been interested in this kind of thing.

That day, she had specially chosen a simple and elegant set of clothes. She hadn't expected that she would be blocked at the entrance.

"I'm sorry, Eldest Miss."

The guard said in a serious tone, "Second Miss has given the order that those who are unqualified are not allowed to enter."

Xi Mengyao was a little shocked, she was an upright and proper person, simple and unadorned clothes, how could she not be dressed properly! Needless to say, Xi Mengge was targeting her again.

"If you don't want to enter, then don't want to enter."

She was happy to be at ease, so she went somewhere else to play. However, just as she turned around, she saw a maid holding a basin of water running towards her. She lifted her hand, and the cold water poured into her clothes.

"Large... Eldest Miss, I'm sorry! It's just a slip of the hand! "

Xi Mengyao regretted speaking kindly to Xi Mengge at the Lotus Pond that day. If she couldn't change what she was going to eat, would she really kick her nose and give him face?

Thinking to this point, Xi Mengyao laughed out of extreme anger, and laughed coldly: "This is Prime Minister's Mansion? What's the difference between offending others, not knowing etiquette, and being a hoodlum in a city? Rebellion? Kneel before me! "

Her last sentence was clear and forceful, especially the last four words. It was simply domineering.

Seeing the usually gentle person suddenly reveal such a vicious expression, even the guilty maid couldn't help but flinch and slowly kneel on the ground.

In his heart, he comforted himself. There was nothing to be afraid of, as the young miss had a weak character, she would definitely be alright.

Just as she was comforting herself, she heard Xi Mengyao continue: "Which hand did you use to hold the bucket, the left hand, or the right hand?"

Pausing, "It seems..." Did you use both? "

Song Chongjing who was walking over from the side heard her call out an old lady for no reason, and then fiercely threatened the maid according to his tone. He couldn't help but feel that he was a little cute, so he stopped to look for his for a while.

However, in the next moment, a miserable scream pierced the sky, causing Song Chongjing's pupils to jump, his eyebrows revealing an expression of surprise.

She actually crippled the maid's hands.

Xi Mengyao was still a private detective in the modern world, so she naturally had some martial arts to defend herself.

She was normally a nice person to talk to, but when she needed to do something, she definitely wouldn't be merciful.

"Without these hands, you will be a cripple if you stay in Prime Minister's Mansion. I'll generously have someone send you out, hm?"

She gently said to the maid, who was so scared that she couldn't even speak. She lay on the ground, choking on her sobs.

Xi Mengyao patiently waited for her for a while, her eyebrows raised and her face darkened, she shouted: "Don't cry!"

The maid was so scared that she stopped crying.

"Men, do as I say and send her out of the manor."

Xi Mengyao stood up and clapped. When her gaze swept across Song Chongjing, she revealed a smile once more, "What a coincidence, Prince Jing is also here to attend the banquet? I'm really sorry. "

From seeing her scolding the maid to breaking her arms without any hesitation, to her smiling face that was like a flower, but in just a short incense's time, this woman changed her attitude quite quickly.

Fine, isn't this kind of smart person only interested in himself?