"Humph, what are you looking at? It's written on your face. When my cousin comes, you just show off. Who do you think is blind?"
Song Xiang didn't want to say that Meng Rulan's behavior just now was the same as that of her cousins. She had already seen it strange, "What are you waiting for? Why don't you apologize to my cousin!"
After failing to seek help, Meng Rulan just wanted to escape quickly. As soon as she struggled for a moment, she was pushed back by the two nuns, unable to move.
Her eyes were full of humiliation and fear, and she was confused. Her pale face turned red. She was afraid that she would be seen by passers-by, which would make her even more embarrassed, so she reluctantly lowered her eyes and said, "Cousin, I'm sorry. I am rude, please forgive me for my rudeness."
Zhen Qingyin picked up the two neglected garlands on the ground, trimmed her own garland first, put it on her head, and then went to tidy up the ugly garland made by Meng Rulan.
The entire process was silent.
Song Xiang opened his mouth, and Zhen Yuanyuan felt that her sister's movements had an indescribable weirdness, which made her feel terrified.
Zhen Qingyin arched her eyebrows and smiled slightly, waving her hand: "Cousin, Yuanyuan, you two go to play first, and I will chat with cousin Ru Lan. The grandmothers also go to have a rest. Don't worry, she has apologized, and I forgive her."
Song Xiang wanted to say, what I am worried about is not that you will not forgive her, but that I am afraid that she will take revenge on you.
Finally, the strange atmosphere made her shut up, and she and Zhen Yuanyuan went to play nearby, staring at this place from a distance.
The two nuns let go and stepped aside.
Zhen Qingyin put the garland that had become uglier after being repaired by her hands on the head of Meng Rulan, who was angry and frightened. She looked at it from side to side for a while, and her tone was as if she was gossiping.
"Cousin, you should be lucky. If Xiang'er doesn't wake you up today, I will wait slowly and wait for you to take advantage of my power and get closer to the prince, thinking that the prince will like you. If you are more arrogant, I will push you again. Push it upward, what do you think the Crown Prince will do to you if he doesn't like you?"
As expected, her cousin knew everything. Meng Rulan was scared and was very angry after hearing this. Her cousin was treating her like a fool, and her eyes turned red: "How do you know that His Highness the Crown Prince won't like me?"
She is so beautiful. If her cousin can be attracted by the prince, she can do it even more!
"You are too vulgar, too boring, and too stupid. You are like a little stupid pig in a beautiful skin. How could the prince like a stupid pig?" Zhen Qingyin lifted her chin and carefully admired this heavenly sculpture. Artwork, "Do you still remember the little master Hui'an of Qingyue Temple?"
The cold fingertips were like weapons lifting her chin. Meng Rulan was so angry that she wanted to cry and curse, but she didn't dare to move: "Remember, remember. Let's go to Qingyue Temple to fulfill our vows, and you go see her. But I have never seen her. .”
Zhen Qingyin whispered in her ear, as if a close friend was whispering: "She was originally a girl from the Duke of Chao's palace, the legitimate daughter of Zheng Er Ba Jing, the daughter of a nobleman, and the direct cousin of the prince Zheng Er Ba Jing. Because she misses the prince, she misses the prince. The prince was angry and forced her to shave her head and become a nun.
Guess what the prince would do to you if it were you? Is there someone powerful in your family that he would be afraid of, or are you closer to him than your uncle or cousin? "
Meng Rulan trembled.
Zhen Qingyin stepped back, let go of her chin, and gently patted the side of her face. Her low, hoarse voice was light and airy, but every word fell like a heavy hammer on Meng Rulan's heart: "He will kill you."
Meng Rulan was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground, shaking like chaff.
"Oh, eldest cousin, I know my mistake. I don't dare to do it anymore. I want to go home, I want to go home!"
Although her stepmother treated her badly, she did not dare to kill her.
The prince wanted to kill her, but his father didn't dare to make the decision for her even if he said a word.
Fortunately, Song Xiang woke her up in time.
She doesn't want to stay at Zhen's house anymore. Her cousin is so terrible that she actually wants to kill her! She is so scheming and vicious, and she usually acts like a doughty person who swallows her anger. She can't play with her, and it's impossible to guard against her.
Zhen Qingyin helped her up, took out the silk handkerchief from her purse, wiped the tears on her face, and smiled softly: "The emperor is not far away. Don't cry. It's bad luck. If someone sees it, go and file a complaint against you." If you get into trouble, you will die today."
Meng Rulan hurriedly covered her whole face with a handkerchief, trembling and wiping her tears. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to cry anymore, but she kept sobbing.
She originally came to stick with Zhen Qingyin, or to ride on the carriage of Duke Chao's mansion, or to pull Zhen Qingyin on the carriage back to Zhen's house, but in the end she went back alone.
Zhen Yuanyuan stayed behind.
The convoy set off slowly.
Tired of the scenery on the road, Song Xiang squeezed to Zhen Qingyin's side, and he and Zhen Yuanyuan put their heads together and whispered.
Song Xiang's eyes were full of gloating: "Cousin, what did you just say to the Meng family's daughter? I saw she was so frightened when she left, she ran away as if she was being chased by a ghost."
Zhen Yuanyuan also urged: "She even left me behind when she left. Sister, tell me quickly. I'll learn from this. In the past two months, she has been sticking to us every day when we go out. Her eyes are glued to my sister. Wherever my sister goes, she goes wherever she goes. She never leaves. , I have to stay outside my sister’s hut even when I go to the hut, but I’m so tired of it!”
Song Xian said angrily: "I don't even dare to be so clingy to my cousin, who gave her the courage!"
Zhen Qingyin thought to herself that they were both clinging to her.
Over the years, she has been careless in everything, has little pursuit of material things, and gives generous gifts. Zhen Yuanyuan and Song Xiang regard her as a good-tempered person. From time to time, she comes up with some little games that no one has played before, so they both like to stick to her.
She didn't hide it and repeated herself.
Song Xiang and Zhen Yuanyuan were very playful. When Zhen Qingyin described it, they imitated the situation they saw. Song Xiang played the role of Zhen Qingyin, pinching Zhen Yuanyuan's chin, and Zhen Yuanyuan played the role of Meng Rulan, a submissive person. Red-eyed rabbit.
Yin Ruzhu, who was standing by the side, laughed so hard that her branches trembled with laughter, laughing that they were all narrow-minded ghosts.
Song Xiang looked at everyone and asked, "Am I good at learning? Am I domineering?"
Zhen Qingyin covered her face, is she like this? Domineering, what domineering, is this called a disease?
Zhen Yuanyuan covered her mouth and asked with a smile: "Sister, you are really good at bluffing people. Meng Rulan is too timid. She just made a few scares and then ran away like shit."
Yin Ruzhu looked at Zhen Qingyin thoughtfully and said with a smile: "It's a blessing that she can stop thinking about it. She has no background and no scheming means. Her eyes are full of men, and she is obsessed with wealth and power. How can the palace Not a good place to be.”
At that time, she wanted Zhen Qingyin to enter the East Palace, but just for the above, Zhen Qingyin had everything she should have, and nothing she should not.
With her cold and cold temperament, it is impossible for her to only think about men. She is obsessed with love and wealth, and she happens to go to the East Palace to retire and enjoy wealth.
It's been so many years since a person like the Imperial Concubine appeared in the palace.
This is the real master of palace fighting.
It happened that the queen was unable to have children and gave birth to a prince with her first child. Luck and means took full advantage of it. Shouldn't she be the imperial concubine and her son the prince?
