Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince
Chapter 1073 Songchun is Coming
Chapter 1073 Songchun is Coming
As soon as Fu Lin left, Xin Meng took out the paper that Xiao Lang was pressing down, and wrote a sentence in the blank space: "Mr. Fu is just being a little glib, and he has no other intentions. Don't be so fierce to him. I don't want to be so cruel to him because of me. You can't be friends, just like Mo Xinchen."
She has already seen that for Xiao Lang, people like Fu Lin are not only friends, but also powerful right-hand men. If because of her, there is a gap between them, they are alienated from each other or even become enemies, then she and the confidante will be in trouble. What is the difference?
Seeing Mo Xinchen's name, Xiao Lang frowned almost invisibly. After a long silence, he said lightly: "Everyone has his own ambitions. Mo Xinchen's choice to join the prince is his own choice, and has nothing to do with you. Although less A support, but I don't care for the kind of people who can easily turn against each other."
Xinmeng sighed softly in her heart, she didn't care about Mo Xinchen, what cared was that she and Yanling could no longer be friends.
She was melancholy when she suddenly heard Yan Qing's report from outside the room: "Master, Miss Shen, Songchun is here."
With a happy face, she was about to stand up, but Xiao Lang pressed her shoulders and pushed her back.
"Sit still, it happens that I have something to discuss with Yan Qing." Xiao Lang casually put the papers full of words into the charcoal stove by the table, watching them being ignited and burned up , adjusted the blanket on his lap, and drove the wheelchair out.
Xinmeng sat quietly, listening to the voice from outside the door: "Songchun, after you go in, you are not allowed to make Mengmeng cry, do you hear me? Also, the prince wants to go to the study with Yan Qing to discuss matters. You wait for the prince to come back before leaving."
"Song Chun wrote it down." It was Song Chun's voice.
After the sound of wheels and footsteps gradually faded away, another soft footstep came towards this side. Songchun entered the door, turned around and closed the door, and then walked quickly to Xinmeng, kissing her face. The shuttle glanced around.
"Miss, it's great that you're back!"
It can be heard that Songchun's voice is a little choked up, but she promised the eighth prince Xiao Lang, and now she is holding back her tears, for fear of making Xinmeng cry.
Xinmeng smiled slightly, and after La Songchun sat down, she wrote on the paper, "I'm fine, don't be sad."
How could Missy be okay?Before coming here, Yan Qing had already told her all about the young lady's situation. The young lady's "saying" was obviously just to comfort her.
Thinking of this, Songchun felt sore again, but in order not to make the young lady feel sad, she forced herself to smile, but she didn't know that that smile was uglier than crying.
Considering that Xiao Lang will come back at any time, it is inconvenient for him to talk to Songchun about some things, so Xinmeng continued to write on the paper and showed it to Songchun when he finished.
Songchun took the paper and saw that it said: "How are mother and brother?"
"Madame and young master are both good, but because three years ago, the general and his wife had a big fight because they received a wedding invitation from the young miss and Caesar. Since then, he has neglected his wife and loved Auntie Bai even more. These three In [-], I went back to the house to visit my wife once a month, and I saw that she became more and more indifferent to the general, and in the past year, I often went to accompany the old lady to pray for blessings."
Xinmeng wrote: "Have you returned to the pavilion?"
"Yes. After the Missy disappeared, I returned to the pavilion according to my wife's order, and served as the deputy head of the pavilion, taking care of the daily affairs of the pavilion. In the past three years, people from the two departments have tried their best to find the whereabouts of the Missy. I found one or two clues, but it is a pity that if we continue to investigate, the clues will be broken soon. I didn't expect that the eldest lady would appear in the Eighth Prince's Mansion by herself."
(End of this chapter)
As soon as Fu Lin left, Xin Meng took out the paper that Xiao Lang was pressing down, and wrote a sentence in the blank space: "Mr. Fu is just being a little glib, and he has no other intentions. Don't be so fierce to him. I don't want to be so cruel to him because of me. You can't be friends, just like Mo Xinchen."
She has already seen that for Xiao Lang, people like Fu Lin are not only friends, but also powerful right-hand men. If because of her, there is a gap between them, they are alienated from each other or even become enemies, then she and the confidante will be in trouble. What is the difference?
Seeing Mo Xinchen's name, Xiao Lang frowned almost invisibly. After a long silence, he said lightly: "Everyone has his own ambitions. Mo Xinchen's choice to join the prince is his own choice, and has nothing to do with you. Although less A support, but I don't care for the kind of people who can easily turn against each other."
Xinmeng sighed softly in her heart, she didn't care about Mo Xinchen, what cared was that she and Yanling could no longer be friends.
She was melancholy when she suddenly heard Yan Qing's report from outside the room: "Master, Miss Shen, Songchun is here."
With a happy face, she was about to stand up, but Xiao Lang pressed her shoulders and pushed her back.
"Sit still, it happens that I have something to discuss with Yan Qing." Xiao Lang casually put the papers full of words into the charcoal stove by the table, watching them being ignited and burned up , adjusted the blanket on his lap, and drove the wheelchair out.
Xinmeng sat quietly, listening to the voice from outside the door: "Songchun, after you go in, you are not allowed to make Mengmeng cry, do you hear me? Also, the prince wants to go to the study with Yan Qing to discuss matters. You wait for the prince to come back before leaving."
"Song Chun wrote it down." It was Song Chun's voice.
After the sound of wheels and footsteps gradually faded away, another soft footstep came towards this side. Songchun entered the door, turned around and closed the door, and then walked quickly to Xinmeng, kissing her face. The shuttle glanced around.
"Miss, it's great that you're back!"
It can be heard that Songchun's voice is a little choked up, but she promised the eighth prince Xiao Lang, and now she is holding back her tears, for fear of making Xinmeng cry.
Xinmeng smiled slightly, and after La Songchun sat down, she wrote on the paper, "I'm fine, don't be sad."
How could Missy be okay?Before coming here, Yan Qing had already told her all about the young lady's situation. The young lady's "saying" was obviously just to comfort her.
Thinking of this, Songchun felt sore again, but in order not to make the young lady feel sad, she forced herself to smile, but she didn't know that that smile was uglier than crying.
Considering that Xiao Lang will come back at any time, it is inconvenient for him to talk to Songchun about some things, so Xinmeng continued to write on the paper and showed it to Songchun when he finished.
Songchun took the paper and saw that it said: "How are mother and brother?"
"Madame and young master are both good, but because three years ago, the general and his wife had a big fight because they received a wedding invitation from the young miss and Caesar. Since then, he has neglected his wife and loved Auntie Bai even more. These three In [-], I went back to the house to visit my wife once a month, and I saw that she became more and more indifferent to the general, and in the past year, I often went to accompany the old lady to pray for blessings."
Xinmeng wrote: "Have you returned to the pavilion?"
"Yes. After the Missy disappeared, I returned to the pavilion according to my wife's order, and served as the deputy head of the pavilion, taking care of the daily affairs of the pavilion. In the past three years, people from the two departments have tried their best to find the whereabouts of the Missy. I found one or two clues, but it is a pity that if we continue to investigate, the clues will be broken soon. I didn't expect that the eldest lady would appear in the Eighth Prince's Mansion by herself."
(End of this chapter)
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