This heroine is different

Chapter 80
Right Prime Minister's Mansion
Seeing that it was past noon, no one came to report King An and Princess An back home.

Right Prime Minister Song Qian, who had been waiting in the hall with a group of his children for a long time, his face was so dark that he could shed tears.

'Snapped'

I saw Song Qian, who was seated above, clenched his fist and thumped the table next to him, his voice sounded like it was squeezed out from between his teeth: "This unfilial daughter is really in the wrong direction!"

"Master, don't be angry, I'm afraid Mo'er and King An's trip was delayed because of something happening in Prince An's residence."

Sitting next to Song Qian, a woman dressed as a woman hurriedly comforted him softly.

This person is no one else, but Song Zhimo's biological mother, Song Zhimo's biological mother, Song Qian's successor married to Li Shi, Liu Shi.

She was dressed in a dark purple dress, with a single bun on her head, and her peony-shaped golden steps swayed in her hair, swaying slightly with her slightly tilted head.

Perhaps it was because she had taken good care of herself. Even though she was already over thirty, she looked a few years older than a woman who had just grown hair.

The gentle temperament exuded by her gestures is like a clear spring, which can calm people's irritability unconsciously.

Song Qian suppressed the anger in his heart, but he still couldn't calm down after all: "Don't Prince An's Mansion even have a servant to run errands? If something happens, won't someone send you a message first?"

Liu Shi was speechless, and looked out of the hall with worried eyes...

Seeing the impatientness of the children sitting at the bottom, although they were covering up, Song Qian felt that he had lost face, so he got up and waved his sleeves: "No more! Go back to your house for dinner!"

After saying that, he walked out of the hall with his head held high.The remaining people looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Okay, since the master said we're breaking up, let's all break up." Although Liu's voice was soft, there was a hint of indescribability in it.

Having been the prime minister's wife for more than ten years, if the Liu family has no means and courage, how can they manage the big and small affairs of the prime minister's mansion?

"Yes, mother." Regardless of what thoughts were in the minds of the men and women sitting next, they all corrected their postures, stood up and saluted Mrs. Liu, then turned and left the hall...

Soon, only Mrs. Liu, who was still sitting at the top, and Nanny Lin, who had been serving her for many years, were left in the hall.

Nanny Lin leaned close to Liu Shi's ear, her words were full of worry:
"Madam, if this eldest lady does not come back today, then our Prime Minister's Mansion will become the laughing stock of the whole capital."

"Not only our Prime Minister's Mansion, but also Mo'er will be criticized behind his back and become a topic of conversation for everyone after dinner."

Although Liu Shi's voice was still gentle and soft, but from her deep eyes and the slightly wrinkled silk handkerchief on her hand, it could be seen that she was very concerned about this matter.

When Mother Lin heard this, she became even more anxious: "Then what should I do?"

She watched Miss Zhimo grow up, and in her heart, she already loved Miss Zhimo as her own daughter.May I ask how she could watch Miss Zhimo being slandered?

Liu's eyes fluttered, and she waved lightly at Nanny Lin: "Don't worry, Nanny, come here with your ears."

When Nanny Lin heard the words, she immediately followed them.

Mrs. Liu covered her ears with her hands, and whispered something in Nanny Lin's ear.

Listening to Liu's idea, the worry in Nanny Lin's eyes gradually dissipated, and she nodded affirmatively from time to time.

After Mrs. Liu finished speaking, Nanny Lin straightened up, turned her head and looked at Mrs. Liu with bright eyes: "Madam, this plan is very clever! This old servant will do it now!"

"Remember, don't say anything!" Mrs. Liu warned solemnly.

"Madam, don't worry, this old slave knows how to measure."

After finishing the words, Nanny Lin turned and left the hall.

Looking at the hall where there was no one else, Liu Shi didn't know what to think of, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he murmured in a low voice:
"Song Song, just because you still want to fight with me? You really don't know the heights of the sky and the earth!"

……

'Ah Choo'

In Prince An's Mansion, when Song Song woke up, he unconsciously covered his mouth and sneezed heavily.

"Princess, although the weather is very hot in summer, you can't just lie down on the couch and take a nap without covering yourself with a blanket just because you're so greedy for the cold! Look, aren't you catching the wind and cold? I'll let the kitchen cook right now. Bring me a bowl of ginger soup."

As Zhiluo said, she turned around and was about to leave.

"Zhiluo, don't make such a fuss. Didn't you secretly cover me with the blanket while I was asleep? Let me see, maybe it's because someone is chewing my tongue behind my back."

Song Song lifted the blanket and sat up slightly from the couch, helplessly stopping Zhiluo's movements.

Zhi Luo looked at Song Song disapprovingly: "Princess, this disease comes like a mountain, and goes away like silk, so don't be careless."

After the words fell, Song Song turned and left without waiting for Song Song to say anything.

Looking at Zhiluo's hurried back, Song Song leaned back gently, and shook his head with a smile: "This little girl is getting more and more courageous, and she dares to be my master."

"Zhiluo is also concerned about chaos. It is a great blessing in life for the princess to have such a loyal servant."

Song Song was startled by the sudden male voice, and when he looked up, he saw Ouyang Ling appearing at the door at some point.

Song Songfu leaned back to the original place.

Thinking of the scene in the original world where Zhiluo died to save the original owner, Song Song couldn't help but sigh: "Yes, Zhiluo was really good to Song Song."

"Huh? What did the princess say?" Ouyang Ling sat down at the round table not far away. After hearing this, he paused in the act of pouring tea, and looked through the gauze curtain in the direction of Song Song in surprise.

Realizing the loopholes in his words, Song Song hastened to make up for it: "I mean, Zhiluo is really kind to me, so kind that he could risk his life."

Ouyang Ling nodded in disbelief, but didn't ask any more questions, and continued with what he was doing.

Everyone has their own secrets. He and Song Song are just collaborators. Why should he get to the bottom of it?
"I wonder why the prince is here?" Ouyang Ling's reaction made Song Song feel relieved and at the same time grateful to him.

Ouyang Ling lightly stroked the rim of the cup, and through the gauze curtain, his eyes fell on Song Song's body with deep meaning: "Butler Li came to report that Mother Lin from the prime minister's mansion wanted to see the princess. "

"Mother Lin?" Song Song's eyes flashed, and then he sneered, "Is it because the master doesn't work and plans to take out the wife?"

"I don't know, did the concubine see it? Or didn't she see it?" Ouyang Ling put down his teacup, flicked the corner of his clothes with lowered eyes, as if he was just asking casually, but also seemed to have something in his words.

"Naturally, I want to see him. How can I let him return without success?"

After a pause, Song Song straightened up, looked at Ouyang Ling's hazy figure, and said something vaguely: "It's just that I invite the prince to stay and watch a good show."

"Princess, are you sure that this king is just watching a play, not a person in the play?" Ouyang Ling replied with a half-smile.

(End of this chapter)