Song Shuwan's mouth twitched hard, a dog wearing a mask?
The little princess's face changed slightly, but she quickly pressed the change button: "Miss Zhen really loves to joke, how can any dog wear a mask?"
Zhen Yuan slowly walked to the railing and looked at the little princess condescendingly: "Ordinary dogs naturally don't wear masks, but the dog next to the little princess... is different."
The little princess turned around and the smile on her face disappeared little by little: "What Miss Zhen said is not a dog, right?"
Zhen Yuan tilted his head, half leaning on the railing: "You can think so, little princess, but for me, I just want to see the dog, and everything else doesn't matter."
"you……"
The little princess gritted her teeth, even though she was extremely angry, she still had to keep her face calm: "Miss Zhen can just raise a dog by herself if she wants to see one, don't come to me to find one."
After saying that, she turned around and left.
At this moment, Zhen Yuan pointed his finger at Cheng Ming: "There is no way, I can't raise a dog like this one for the little princess."
If the people who heard the conversation before could still pretend to be stupid, at this moment, many people looked away.
Cheng Ming reacted and became furious: "You dare to say that I am a dog? Zhen Yuan, do you really think that with the backing of the General's Mansion, you can..."
"Snapped!"
A teacup suddenly flew out and hit Cheng Ming on the head quickly and accurately, followed by a laughing voice.
"Oh, I'm sorry, my hand slipped. Is Mr. Cheng okay?"
An indistinguishable face appeared from the railing. Wen Yixiu was holding a tea lid in his hand, his face was full of innocence.
Cheng Ming wiped the tea from his face: "Wen Yixiu, look for..."
"Shut up!"
Before Cheng Ming could finish his words, the little princess interrupted him at the right time: "Young Master Wen is just a slippery man. Don't argue with Mr. Wen."
Cheng Ming was very unconvinced, his heart heaved violently several times, and finally he lowered his head and admitted what the little princess said.
There was a faint smile on Wen Yixiu's lips: "Master Cheng, as long as you are willing to believe it, by the way, has the little princess heard all of the story just now?"
The little princess's eyes dimmed: "You heard it all, Mr. Wen, does he have any opinion on that story?"
"It's not really an opinion, I just think the story is quite interesting, just like..."
When Wen Yixiu said this, he suddenly paused and shook his head with a smile: "Look at my temper. I can even remember things wrong. Then the story is just a story. How can it be related to the Cheng family?"
Cheng Ming was furious: "Wen Yixiu, what do you mean?"
Wen Yixiu leaned forward slightly, slowly flipped the tea lid in his hand, and in the next moment, he threw it hard at Cheng Ming.
There was a "bang", and Cheng Ming covered his head in pain and squatted down.
The smile on Wen Yixiu's lips was still there, but after he took action twice in succession, everyone who saw it felt a little stunned. Isn't Master Wen known as a gentle man? Why did he take action twice today?
"If people don't know what to do unless they do it themselves, Mr. Cheng, if there are things that cannot be hidden well, you have to be prepared to be exposed. If you dare to do it, you must dare to take it."
The surroundings fell into dead silence, and the atmosphere gradually became stagnant.
As time passed, the little princess broke the silence: "Mr. Wen, please don't get angry. Cheng Ming never speaks out of his mind. Please forgive me for any offence, Mr. Wen. Don't take it to heart. Cheng Ming, please apologize."
Cheng Ming opened his eyes wide: "Apologise? Princess, I..."
The little princess emphasized: "Apologise."
"But……"
Cheng Ming was still not convinced, but looking into the little princess's calm eyes, he suppressed the anger in his heart.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Wen."
Wen Yixiu lowered his eyes slightly: "Master Cheng, the person who should apologize is not me, but someone else."
He left a message, greeted the little princess and returned to the private room.
The corner of the little princess's mouth curled up, and she said gently: "Master Wen is right, you just smashed things here, why don't you apologize and make compensation as soon as possible?"
Under the pressure of the little princess, Cheng Ming apologized and made compensation, and then the group left in despair.
After that, the guests at Mingyin Building also checked out and left, and what happened here spread throughout the capital at an extremely fast speed.
In the private room, Song Shuwan glanced at Zhen Yuan, then at the private room where Wen Yixiu was sitting: "Miss Zhen and Mr. Wen..."
Zhen Yuan said calmly: "It's all in the past."
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows and picked up the wine glass at hand: "Would you like to talk about it?"
Zhen Yuan lowered his eyes, picked up the wine bottle and poured a large sip into his mouth: "There is nothing to say. What do you think of today's story?"
Song Shuwan picked up the chopsticks and smiled when she heard this: "What can I say?"
Zhen Yuan pointedly said: "The stories told by Mingchen are not without purpose. Behind his back is, hahaha..."
Amidst the laughter, Song Shuwan paused while picking up the vegetables: "What do you mean, Miss Zhen?"
Zhen Yuan raised his eyebrows, picked up the jug and poured wine into his mouth again: "Did I say anything? Oh, this wine is really delicious. Come on, come on, I'll fill it up for the Crown Princess."
The wine filled the cup. Song Shuwan stared at it for a while, then picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp: "You won't tell any more stories tomorrow morning, right?"
Zhen Yuan sighed: "The Imperial Concubine wants to go back to the Marquis Mansion again? Pei Huan is blind and disabled now, and he doesn't stay in the courtyard all day long. It's not boring for you to be bored there all day long."
Song Shuwan was speechless. How could she feel bored when she had medical books accompanying her?
"Ms. Zhen, drink slowly. I'll go back first."
Zhen Yuan waved his hand: "I understand, you can go back."
Returning to the Hou Mansion, Song Shuwan dismissed Baicao and Tao'er. She recalled the story of Mingchen and Zhen Yuan's meaningful words, and her brows gradually wrinkled. Zhen Yuan wanted to tell her something, but it was not good.
Obviously, so...
Just as she was thinking about it, there was a sound of rolling wooden wheels. She came back to her senses, got up and walked to the door.
Almost at the same time, Pei Huan raised his hand. When he noticed the door was closed, he raised his head and asked, "You want to go out?"
"I just came back. Is the prince looking for me for something?"
"Well, the emperor will return to Beijing in two days."
Song Shuwan's heart moved slightly, but she quickly suppressed her thoughts: "The Crown Prince came to me specifically to tell me the news about the Emperor's return to the capital?"
"This is just one of them."
Song Shuwan was confused: "The second one?"
"Blue skirt."
Song Shuwan: "..."
She lowered her head in daze, and suddenly realized what she was doing. The surprise on her face could not be concealed: "When can you see the crown prince's eyes?"
Pei Huan shook his head: "I can't see it completely yet, I can only make out the color and outline."
Song Shuwan took a deep breath, walked around to the back and pushed the wheelchair into the house: "I'll show the prince."
Pei Huan stretched out his hand knowingly, and said another thing: "Some time ago, I disturbed King Yong's people. When the emperor returns to the capital, there will be some changes in the capital. Do you have to leave the capital for a while?"
