Chapter 42



Feng Xiuer looked up upon hearing this and shook her head vigorously, wishing she could shake her brains out.

"I want it. I want to hang out with Daxianer and she'll give me cakes."

There would be no cake to eat if she followed the ghost, not to mention that she was afraid of ghosts!

Su Qingwan......

What's the train of thought of this ghost kid? He doesn't know that he can walk across the underworld by following Meng Po.

A full meal and a full meal are both refreshing.

"The little ghost is quite naive, I like him very much, but he lacks a brain." Meng Po shook her head, "Then let the little pony be my maid."

Su Qingwan......

That's the maid I just picked up. You know how to choose.

Finally, I could only sigh and say, "Then Xing'er is for you. Xiu'er, just follow me."

Who knows, she still needs to go through another tribulation to complete it, and she needs Meng Po to help her cheat. Besides, she still has some questions she wants to answer.

At this time in the Qingshui Pavilion of the Su Mansion, Su Qinghe's face was distorted, as if he had been constipated for a long time, and he was tearing the handkerchief in his clothes fiercely.

"Are you sure Xiao 녡子's illness is completely cured?"

This morning, when my father came back from court, he said that the emperor had personally announced the good news in court, and that Prince Ping and his family had moved back to Prince Ping's mansion, so they wanted to celebrate.

She believed it and sent someone out to listen. It turned out that the news that her son had recovered from his illness had already spread throughout the capital.

Those noble ladies are now just like her, regretting their mistakes to the point of choking.

But no matter how young she was, she was younger than her. It was obviously herself who was chosen. If she had known that Xiao Xiaozi could be good, she would never have let Su Qingwan, that little lunatic, get away with it.

The maid kneeling at Su Qinghe's feet replied tremblingly: "Yes, Miss, I have been guarding the gate of Prince Ping's mansion for a long time and have seen the prince and the crown prince."

"Also..."

"Who else?"

"It's Miss...oh, now it should be the Princess Consort. They got on a very magnificent carriage."

Su Qinghe kicked the maid's shoulder and yelled angrily, "Princess Concubine, you are trying to hurt me, right?!"

The maid realized that she had said something wrong, and she got up in a panic and knelt at Su Qinghe's feet again, "Miss, please spare my life. It was my fault."

He kept begging for forgiveness and kowtowing.

“Crack.”

The door was pushed open, and it was Su Qinghe's mother Zhou Xiulan's close grandmother.

Su Qinghe frowned and said in a sad tone, "Grandma Liu, do you know how to knock on the door?!"

Grandma Liu bowed and said, "Please forgive me, Miss. I have something to report and I forgot the rules for a moment."

Su Qinghe glanced at him impatiently. This old hag always said that she forgot for a moment, or she relied on her popularity among her mother.

She nursed me when I was little, so I'm not pretending to be a big shot here. I'll find time to deal with her later.

I thought to myself, and said in disgust, "What is it?"

Grandma Liu glanced at the trembling maid kneeling beside her and sighed in her heart, "The eldest lady and her husband are here."

"The prince is also following, please go to the main hall."

"What?" Su Qinghe stood up excitedly, holding the table, "Who did you say is here?"

"The eldest lady, the prince, and the crown prince." Grandma Liu repeated, "Miss, you should get dressed quickly and follow me to the front hall."

Su Qinghe thought she was smart, so how could she understand her mother's thoughts?

Even though the little lunatic got the better of him, is he still the crown prince?

She is confident that her looks will surely catch people's eyes.

"Okay, I get it. You go out and wait first." Su Qinghe said coldly, "Oh, by the way, throw her into the well in the backyard."

Su Qinghe looked at the maid kneeling at her feet, and spoke in a flat tone as if she was asking what to eat for dinner.

After hearing this, the maid grabbed Su Qinghe's ankles in panic and begged for mercy, "Miss, Miss, I was wrong, you want to kill me."

"Please, miss."

Su Qinghe pulled her feet away in disgust, "Cut off her tongue and throw it away."

Grandma Liu wanted to plead for the maid, but then she thought about the master in front of her. The more she begged for mercy, the more cruelly she was abused. In all these years, none of her personal maids had been kept by her for more than a year.

Either you say the wrong thing and get killed, or you do something wrong and get tortured to death.

Since she came forward to plead now, the maid's fate would be even worse, and her life would probably not be any better.

In the end, he could only watch helplessly as the waiter rushed in and dragged the person out.

"You, you, the two of you help me choose a nice dress." Su Qinghe pointed at the two people casually, "If you notice me, I will definitely appreciate you."

"If not, you know the consequences!"

The two chosen maids trembled violently and went to help Su Qinghe choose clothes with trepidation.

After redressing, Su Qinghe put on an innocent and gentle smile and walked towards the front hall in small steps.

She didn't care what that lunatic Su Qingwan and the prince were doing here; her main concern was to attract the prince's attention.

And 놊 is the prince.

No one knew that she had met Xiao Zi when she was ten years old and accompanied her father to attend a palace banquet. At the first sight, she had no room for anyone else in her heart.

Later I heard that he was injured and disfigured, and I was sad for a long time.

When Su Qinghe came to the main hall, he saw Su Qing sitting in the main seat like a soft bone.

There was also a charming woman sitting next to him, but she exuded a cold aura that made the whole room feel like a cold winter.

Prince Xiao and the crown prince sat at the lower seats beside the main seat.

My father Su Wenxiang and mother Zhou Xiulan sat at the bottom.

Su Qinghe looked at Xiao Jingchi's smooth face, which looked as if it had been carefully carved by a magic knife.

He is really fine!

“Ahem.”

Su Wenxiang coughed twice.

Su Qinghe then concealed the excitement in his eyes, because he was distracted by the excitement.

She bowed and said, "Don't blame me, my dear. I was so happy to hear that you have recovered today that I forgot to do the formalities."

"Um."

Xiao Jing didn't even raise his head, his voice was low and cold.

Su Qinghe also felt embarrassed and frowned slightly and looked at Su Qingwan, "Sister."

"The prince and the crown prince, both parents are dead, how can my sister sit in the main seat with such a serious woman?"

Su Qingwan and Meng Po looked at each other and said, "Dalong, people say you are serious."

Meng Po wanted to hide herself at first, but then she thought it was too boring to eat melons invisibly, so she just swung in.

She was not angry, but said excitedly: "This is much more exciting than reading a storybook or playing with ghosts."

"Little doctor, come and show me your skills." Meng Po was eager to watch the show.

Zhou Xiulan gave Su Qinghe a look, indicating that Su Qinghe should be patient.


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