Feminine idle prince and handsome husband

Chapter 122 134. Sowing Discord ([-])

Liu Ruxue was arrogant, she turned around and left, Changsun Fengya, before he had time to explain, he had already left the door of this house.

"Mengyin, what's the matter with you? Why is it your turn to decide everything? Am I the master, or are you the master?"

Changsun Fengya reprimanded Mengyin, with clear rewards and punishments, he had to say if he made a mistake, and he had to be reprimanded when it was time to reprimand, otherwise everyone would follow suit, and there would be no confusion.

Meng Yin is the servant in charge of the Cuizhu Pavilion, and she is also a role model for the servants. This kind of outrageous thing must be done to make an example of others.

That's exactly what Meng Yin wanted, that's what he thought, that he wanted Changsun Fengya to reprimand him, and it was true that Changsun Fengya had a bad temper and punished his subordinates.

He just wanted to sow discord and sow discord among everyone. The existence of Mengyin was like a dagger, a sharp weapon for hurting people.

Finally, this matter got to Nangong Wan's ears. Nangong Wan originally agreed to invite An to come to the Cuizhu Pavilion to see him when he came back, but that day, the queen mother held a reception banquet.

Waiting for the palace gate, she only left the palace when the key was about to be released. It was already dark, and Nangong Wan didn't go to the Cuizhu Pavilion. .

The eldest grandson, Fengya, kept these things in mind, and always felt that it was because Nangong Wan didn't trust him enough, and also felt that it was because Nangong Wan knew about the child's month that she didn't come.

Nangong Wan, on the way to the hospital, originally planned to let Imperial Physician Wang go there together, and then ask grandson Fengya for a safe pulse.

As a result, by chance on the way, I overheard a conversation between two chatting waiters. Those two waiters walked very slowly, holding things in their hands, probably because they were talking, and their attention was focused on the content of the conversation. , didn't notice Nangong Wan in front of her, so she just talked on her own.

"Last night, Ce Fujin lost his temper again, and seemed to reprimand Brother Mengyin loudly again."

"Yeah, what's going on with Ce Fujin recently? He's so hot-tempered that he beat him that day. Brother Mengyin, I've seen Brother Mengyin, his face is red and swollen."

"Then who knows, the master has a big temper, and now she is pregnant, and she is proud of being favored?? That's hard to say. The master in the palace, when he first entered the palace, was like a docile little sheep. Take a look , and then became more arrogant and domineering."

Nangong Wan, who heard their conversation clearly, stopped, and the little servant only noticed it when she walked up to her.

"Who allows you to talk about Fujin behind your back at the base of your tongue called Master?!"

Nangong Wan, very serious, scolded and questioned, she was actually a little angry in her heart, why did she not stay in the palace for two months, and the palace has no rules.

The people below dare to talk about the root of the master's tongue behind their backs. In fact, these things should be handled by the master in the backyard. Nangong Wan thought, the eldest grandson Fengya, who is weaker and pregnant again, may have more than enough energy. insufficient.

"Ci Fujin is pregnant now, not as energetic as before, and you are becoming more presumptuous and unruly.

After a while, I will go to Aunt Liu to collect the punishment, and each person will hit 20 boards."

The two young servants turned pale with fright. The 20 big boards were not a joke, they could be beaten to pieces, so they knelt down and begged for mercy.

Nangong Wan walked away from them.

Instead of punishing them today, they are spared, which encourages this trend.

When Nangong Wan brought Imperial Physician Wang into the Cuizhu Pavilion, Meng Yin happened to be holding a cup of tea. When she saw Nangong Wan, she greeted her.

He sprained his foot, slipped his hand on the cup of tea, and immediately half a cup of tea splashed on Nangong Wan's body.

"The slave knows his mistakes, and the slave deserves to die."

Meng Yin knelt down and begged for mercy, Nangong Wan saw that his face was indeed red and swollen, and suddenly remembered what those two little servants who chewed their tongues said just now...

"Physician Wang, please go in and give it to me first. Please ask for the pulse of Ping An. The king will go and change his clothes first."

Meng Yin, as if out of self-blame, went into the house and helped Nangong Wan change clothes. Nangong Wan didn't think much about it, anyway, Pei'er usually did these things.

Now anyway, in the Cuizhu Pavilion, Pei'er didn't come with her, Mengyin helped to take care of it, and he carefully untied the belt on the outer robe of Nangong Wan's clothes.

Looking closer now, the redness and swelling on his face became more and more conspicuous.

"How did you hurt your face?"
"Returning to the lord... the servant's face is fine, it was the servant's carelessness, carelessness, and the injury."

How could this face hit it? If it really hit a pillar, it should be because of the red forehead, not the cheek at all.

"Why, are you still talking nonsense with me?!"

"I dare not, I am a slave. If I say something wrong or do something wrong, I should be punished."

That said, it just confirmed what the two waiters said, gossiping behind their backs.

"So, the wound on your face was caused by Ce Fujin."

"It's the slave's own mouth. If the slave does something wrong or says something wrong, he should be punished."

Meng Yin, talking on his lips, did not stop working in his hands. He took a new robe and put it on Nangong Wan. He grasped the rhythm very well. If you want to express what you want to express, you must express it clearly.

"I also ask the lord to forgive me. This matter is all the fault of the servant. The servant himself made a mistake. In the stomach of Fang Fujin, the child, Yue Yue, told the lord earlier. Originally, Fujin planned to talk to him personally. The lord explained it.

It's not that the servant is stupid and said nonsense before, otherwise, this kind of thing would not have happened. "

Nangong Wan originally believed in Changsun Fengya, so she made such a fuss, could it be a little confusing? Thinking about it carefully, Changsun Fengya also has plenty of time and opportunity to explain and talk about this matter to herself.

But he didn't even open his mouth, why did the people below accidentally say something, he was so angry that he beat his face like this.

Thinking about it this way, it doesn't make sense, anyway, it's something that will be said sooner or later, according to Changsun Fengya's temperament, such a quiet person, he shouldn't be so angry.

As a result, when I buckled the belt, something fell out of the new clothes I just put on. I didn't pay attention when I was wearing it just now, but there were other items in the new clothes.


(End of this chapter)