Yue Zhiting stood at the door, with a sword hanging on his waist and wearing dark blue brocade clothes, walking towards him.
He glanced coldly at the group of women in front of him, showing his dignity without anger.
Why is he here?
Meng Zhuoer was surprised.
In her plan, Yue Zhiting did not appear.
Meng Yifei and Qin Meizhen were also panicked. They didn't expect Yue Zhiting and Yu Tingyin to show up. The mother and daughter looked at each other, and neither of them could speak for a while.
"It seems that Mrs. Meng has a distinguished guest. In that case, we won't disturb you."
The clever man saw something was wrong and wanted to run away, but was stopped by Xia Yu before he could reach the door.
"Your Majesty hasn't spoken yet, so you are not allowed to leave."
The ladies were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they backed away. ,
Almost no one dared to look directly at Yue Zhiting.
Meng Zhuoer said in the voice of only two people: "Why did you come here? Are you so busy?"
"..."
Yue Zhiting glanced at her indifferently, but his eyes fell on the opposite side, "Do you have anything interesting to say? Why don't you tell me too?"
Meng Yifei and others looked at each other in confusion. No one dared to provoke this living king of hell. In the end, Qin Meizhen could only stand up and said: "Your Majesty, you are here, what are you doing?"
"Isn't this what you invited me to do?" Yue Zhiting threw the post on the ground.
Qin Meizhen's expression changed, but this was the post she had sent.
Because many people in the circle looked down upon her, and she couldn't guarantee everyone would come back, she invited almost all the mansions.
Unexpectedly, she failed to favor other ladies, but instead invited this living king of hell.
"The prince is willing to show his face. This is the blessing of our Duke Meng. I know something happened at today's banquet."
Speaking of this, Qin Meizhen pretended to sigh, "Unfortunately for our Duke Meng's family, Meng Zhuo'er is born, who is unruly. My lord, you don't know that she has a man outside, and she is hiding a man in her boudoir." Great cloak."
Qin Meizhen was thinking very quickly, thinking that King Yinshan was also a symbol of power. If Meng Zhuoer's theft was revealed to her, how many people would know about it in the future?
Who questioned the words coming from Yue Zhiting's mouth.
Thinking of this, she got excited and hurriedly took the big cloak from Meng Yifei's hand and said plausibly, "My lord, you don't know how much Meng Zhuoer treasures this big cloak. Not only does he hide it in the closet, but he also hugs it with a square towel. "Look, she must be very rare about the cloak that this man gave her, otherwise she wouldn't keep it so carefully. If this is not a gift from a man, how can it be fake?"
Meng Zhuoer's face turned red instantly. He glanced nervously at Yue Zhiting, rushed forward and explained hurriedly: "I'm not, don't talk nonsense, stop talking nonsense. I'm not very nervous about this big cloak, I just let it go." .”
"You even ironed this cloak and wrapped it up, so you just put it away? You have a lot of cloaks in your wardrobe. I've never seen you pick up clothes and treasure them like this."
Meng Yifei also immediately understood her mother's intention and stood up to prove it.
Yao Hongwen saw something was wrong. From the last time Yue Zhiting got along with Meng Zhuoer, she always felt that their relationship was unusual...
She wanted to remind Meng Yifei, but Meng Yifei was so focused on throwing dirt on Meng Zhuoer that she couldn't listen.
"This is definitely the thing of Meng Zhuoer's sweetheart. She deserves to die for abandoning and ignoring the royal family's marriage." Meng Yifei spoke again, and her words were conclusive.
Meng Zhuoer's face burned badly and he gritted his teeth: "Shut up."
She cursed in her mind.
"Oh?" Yue Zhiting raised her sword eyebrows, and her eyes fell on Meng Zhuo'er playfully, "Is this something that belongs to your sweetheart? What about the second prince? You are the second prince's fiancée."
"That is to say, this Meng Zhuo'er is simply too cruel to kill." Qin Meizhen hurriedly compounded this.
"..."
Meng Zhuoer was speechless.
Did this dog man do it on purpose? This cloak obviously belongs to her, but she is still echoing the words of the two mother and daughter.
"What sweetheart? This is obviously a bitch's thing." Meng Zhuoer was so angry that he couldn't explain. He snatched the cloak and said, "It's better to burn it."
"Burn it? Are you willing to part with your sweetheart's things?" Meng Yifei thought she was adding fuel to the fire.
The man on the side became very excited when he heard these words.
He suddenly felt that the weather today was not bad.
Yue Zhiting glanced at Xia Yu.
Xia Yu understood and stepped forward to take the cloak in surprise: "Your Majesty, isn't this the cloak you have been looking for? Why is it here with Miss Meng?"
The expressions of Qin Meizhen and her daughter, who were originally gloating about their misfortune, suddenly dropped.
What?
Is this something from King Yinshan?
Everyone panicked for a while.
Meng Zhuoer reacted quickly and curled his lips: "What belongs to your prince? I got this from my grandfather's car."
Yue Zhiting nodded: "That's right. I was talking to Duke Meng in the carriage of your Duke Meng's residence before, and it was at that time that he fell down."
He paused, and his eyes suddenly fell on Qin Meizhen and her daughter: "Just now you said...this is a bitch's thing?"
Qin Meizhen and Meng Yifei's expressions suddenly changed, and they quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "No, that's not the case. We don't know that this is the prince's thing, and we don't dare to say that about the prince's..."
"Don't you dare? But I just heard you talk about being a bitch. I think you are very brave, right?"
Meng Zhuoer was very good at taking advantage of situations, especially after realizing that Yue Zhiting had the intention to help her, she pretended to sigh and said to Yue Zhiting, "My lord, I didn't know this was your cloak. I thought it belonged to my grandfather. I wanted to see this." What kind of tricks did the mother and daughter play to drag you into this muddy water? I'm really sorry."
"No, no, no, we don't dare to say that to the prince, we just thought..."
"What do you think? Do you think I am stealing a man?" Meng Zhuoer sneered, "I have seen all the tricks you are playing. This kind of frame-up trick has long been outdated. How dare you slander the current prince? He should be punished for his crime."
She smiled coldly and glanced sternly at the noble lady who had just surrendered, "What about you, do you think so too?"
Everyone in the entire Nanyue Principality knows what a terrifying person Yue Zhiting is.
This group of people were so frightened that their faces turned blue and they shook their heads quickly.
"We don't dare. Since Miss Meng is the girl that Mr. Yao likes, she is naturally very good. How could she do something like stealing someone?"
"Yes, we actually suspect that Mrs. Meng is telling nonsense about this. We don't believe it."
"That's right, Miss Meng is not such a person at first glance."
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