Chapter 221 Chapter 221

Not long ago, Mrs. Liu was haggard, with gray hair on her temples. Mingyue immediately understood why they came—Nan Yi was really lost again. Kobayashi pushed the document forward again. Ming Yue took it and held it firmly in her hand. She stood up abruptly, gritted her teeth and said to Xiao Lin, "You wait, wait for my news." The servant girl He Xiang hurried into Caizhu's room, rolled up her sleeves, and accidentally knocked down the floor lamp, smashing the glazed lampshade on the ground and smashing it to pieces.Caizhu was sitting in front of the dressing table, fiddling with her pair of earrings, looking at her in the mirror, without saying a word—this is the most intelligent and steady maid, with quick hands and feet—she was in a hurry right now.

"Miss Mingyue is back." Caizhu looked up, eyes fixed: "Really?" "..." The servant girl lowered her head, not daring to answer any more. "What do you mean? Talk." "Mr. Bofang welcomed her in just now. I bumped into her just now and said hello. It wasn't raining too much. I saw that her shoes were all wet. It looked like she had been waiting outside the door for a long time." "What about people now?" "Waiting for the prince in the front hall." "Didn't the prince not come back these two days?"

"Mr. Bofang went to look for it himself." Caizhu just felt hateful when she heard it: first she hated Wang Mingyue who was lingering, she slapped her face, the house was burned down, and she still had the guts to come back; , Li Bofang went to help her find someone, wouldn't this cause her trouble? Caizhu threw the pair of earrings on the table with a "slap", and went to the front hall without her robe on.Passing through the two floors of wet courtyards and reaching the entrance of the front hall, she stopped, and looked carefully at the bright moon in the sticky shadow wrapped by the evening autumn rain.

She has neck-length hair, very black, thick, slapped face, narrow shoulders, always like a girl.She turned her face, saw Caizhu, and stood up from her seat. Caizhu gritted her teeth and smiled: it was this face, with such long and curved eyebrows, with gentle and affectionate eyebrows, so similar to the little prince, like It makes people's hearts go crazy with jealousy. "lady." "Ah, you're back again?" Caizhu stepped in, and imprinted her wet forehead with a handkerchief, "...why," she sighed heavily, then raised her head suddenly, gnashing her teeth, "How can you come back again?!"

Mingyue looked at her without speaking. The two stood facing each other, with a distance of ten feet between them. Next to the two rows of reception chairs, there were seasonal hibiscus flowers, which were about to bloom. There were blue thorns on the outside of each red bone. "My words are very clear. You are either forgetful, or you are blatantly harmful, right? You obviously want to cause trouble for the prince, make him unlucky, and let him die, right?" The more Zhu spoke, the angrier she became, and the louder she said, "Why don't you tell me now, I'm not an outsider anymore, what do you want, see if I can help, as a wife, if you can block your husband at critical times, I will Just block for him!"

"You can't help me with this. I have to see the prince." Mingyue thought for a while, and then replied, her shoulders and hands were hanging down, she was very peaceful and calm.Her attitude is not the same as before, the shame and timidity when facing Caizhu are completely gone, she does not refute Caizhu's insults, and answers her words seriously, but her attitude is firm.