When Song Waner saw this, she took her little maid and rushed away from the crowd and ran out.
She ran out of a street in one breath and breathed a sigh of relief when no one caught up with her.
Then I heard a man's voice coming from behind: "Miss Song, you just ran away, and you don't want your maid anymore."
Song Wan'er turned around and realized that she was not pulling Taotao but the guard of His Highness the Crown Prince.
She quickly let go of her hand and stammered: "How...why is it you?"
Feng Mian still wanted to ask her, but the girl grabbed him and ran away without looking back.
She thought she didn't want her maid anymore.
"Miss, please wait for me, slave."
Taotao panted and chased after her. She saw Song Wan'er saying aggrievedly: "Miss, don't you want to be a slave?"
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."
Song Wan'er hurriedly comforted Taotao and said, "Didn't I pull the wrong person? They didn't catch up with me."
Taotao said: "They are all pampered ladies, but they don't have the physique like you, miss."
Song Wan'er nodded in agreement, and said: "Normally, they either ridicule or dislike me, but now they want to curry favor with me. It's really ridiculous."
Taotao naturally knew that those young ladies were not really friends with each other, but they came to curry favor with her just because their young ladies had won the favor of the Crown Princess.
Song Wan'er said: "Let's go home."
Feng Mian followed her and asked curiously: "Did you come to the banquet on foot today?"
Song Wan'er shrugged and said: "We don't have a horse-drawn carriage at home, only an ox-cart. If we don't come here on foot, why would we come in an ox-cart? Wouldn't we be laughed to death by others?"
Besides, she is very good at walking and can keep fit, as you can tell by looking at Taotao, ordinary maids will definitely not be able to beat her."
Taotao and Yourong raised their heads nervously: "What the young lady said is that the last time we had a fight with Miss Li's maid, she couldn't beat me. Now she always takes a detour when she sees me."
Feng Mian looked at them and saw that there were just as many maids as there were masters.
Song Wan'er slowed down her pace, walked beside Feng Mian and asked, "Guard Feng, why is the Crown Princess so nice to me?"
How did Feng Mian know? But anyone who can be favored by the Crown Princess and make friends with her must have something special about her.
He said: "It's probably because you have good conduct and are neither humble nor arrogant."
Song Wan'er asked again: "How long have you been with His Highness the Crown Prince?"
Feng Mian said: "I have been following the prince since I can remember. Why do you ask?"
Song Wan'er shook her head and said: "It's nothing, I just feel very majestic. It would be great if I could also be a bodyguard."
Feng Mian: "..."
This girl may have forgotten her gender.
Just as she was thinking about it, Song Waner added: "This way, my father won't dare to force me to get married."
The corners of Feng Mian's lips twitched, and he glanced at Song Wan'er and asked, "Why don't you dare? If you become a guard, he is also your father, and he will still take care of you."
Song Wan'er said: "My official position is higher than his, so I can use my official position to overpower him."
She raised her eyebrows and said: "My father is not afraid of anything, he is only afraid of being an official. If I get an official position, he will have to look at my face. It's beautiful just thinking about it."
Feng Mian rubbed his forehead and sighed, "You really don't want to get married?"
Song Wan'er said: "It's not that I don't want to, it's just that the men my father found for me were too weak, either they didn't have the strength to restrain a chicken, or they were not good-looking.
The key is that they still want me to change for them, why?
Why should I compromise myself to cater to them? What’s the point of living like this?”