"And the princess, you are a golden branch and a jade leaf. It's not suitable for you to stay here. I'll send you back in person."
After saying that, Song Taijun walked forward, took Princess Ancheng's hand, and walked outside
Now it was Princess Ancheng's turn to be stunned and was dragged away by Song Taijun in confusion
"Taijun...I haven't..." Princess Ancheng wanted to refuse
Unexpectedly, Song Taijun snatched the words and said, "Princess, I think you don't think you should not take this principle without respect? Now Wen Qing is like this. Even if you and him are husband and wife, you can't stare at him in broad daylight."
Princess Ancheng was speechless. After all, she was not a genuine princess, and Song Taijun was
So, she could only be dragged by Taijun and pulled out of the back garden
With the order from Song Taijun, everyone evacuated from the back garden with a thunderous sound.
When he arrived at the door, Song Taijun said sternly: "Wenqing was sleeping inside just now, and his clothes were disheveled. Now without my orders, no one is allowed to step into the back garden! Anyone who violates the violation, whether it is the princess or the maid,
All are handled according to family law!”
After saying that, Song Taijun turned his head, glared at Mrs. Song fiercely, and said, "Xuanlin, you are so confused. You don't remember what your surname is."
Mrs. Song was stunned, her eyes widened, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time
It took a long time to understand that although the plan of [catching the traitor in bed] can get rid of Zhang Xiaoman
But it will eventually affect the reputation of her son Song Wenqing, which is a bad idea of killing one thousand enemies and hurting oneself eight hundred.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Song gritted her teeth and scolded Princess Ancheng ten times in her heart. She took the people in her room and left without looking back.
In the garden, after seeing everyone walking away, Song Wenqing dared to bend over to Xiaoman who was hiding inside, and said, "Xiaoman, come out."
After a while, a pair of bloody hands stretched out from the rockery
Song Wenqing was shocked when he saw that Xiaoman was not only in disheveled clothes, but also had scratches on his arms that were scratched by sharp stones.
"How could this happen?" Song Wenqing helped Xiaoman up and said
"The place is relatively small, it's a bit broken." Xiaoman glanced at the rockery cave.
Song Wenqing followed her eyes and looked up. He saw that the height and size of the hole were only suitable for the child to drill.