The prince dotes on his wife: a reborn peasant woman is not easy to mess with

After talking about it, Zhou Xiaoyuan seemed to remember something very happy and smiled slightly.

This smile took on a lot of meaning in the eyes of all the servants. They gritted their teeth and fell to the ground, daring not to speak. They were brave enough to beg for mercy, but they seemed to be in a state of panic.

Zhou Xiaoyuan did not immediately nod to forgive. She slowly looked at each person one by one and said softly: "My memory is very good and very bad."

"As a matter of fact, I will remember the faces of everyone here today..."

She paused, and as expected, she heard the sound of those people sucking in air-conditioning. Zhou Xiaoyuan found it very funny and tilted her head, "It seems that everyone is very scared. This is really strange. You hope that I have a bad memory, right?" ?”

No one dared to reply, but this was expected by Zhou Xiaoyuan.

If there were so many things laid out in front of her and there were still people making noises without permission, she would have to consider whether these people would stop crying without seeing the coffin.

If that's the case, then there's no need for her to keep talking nonsense here.

Fortunately, these people were aware of current affairs and kept silent. Zhou Xiaoyuan smiled with satisfaction and made her request clear, "It's okay if I have a bad memory. I won't mention this matter to the prince."

"But only if you really know that you are wrong. I don't want to hear these words anywhere in the house again——"

Zhou Xiaoyuan slowly glanced at them and repeated, "Do you understand?"

No one dared to reply, and there was only the sound of "bang bang" in the air, which was the sound of the servants kowtowing without sparing any effort.

By now, Zhou Xiaoyuan found that she was already a little

Having become accustomed to this kind of scene, she could even let them get up without changing her expression, and then pull them into the trap step by step according to her own ideas.

In the end, I saw the servants with eyes full of reverence and nodding their heads, wishing they could go to the mountains of swords and the sea of ​​fire for her.

Zhou Xiaoyuan herself was a little unable to recover.

Could things have gone so smoothly? Does it turn out that she actually has a talent for winning people over? Is this what it means to say that God closes one door for you but opens another window for you?

Zhou Xiaoyuan stood there and saw that the group of people had completely dispersed and left. She couldn't help but sneered and felt much happier.

From today on, there will be much less gossip in the house.

She nodded with satisfaction and turned around to leave, but she didn't notice that a figure flashed past beside the big tree where she had just been standing.

Obviously he had been standing here for more than a while, and he heard most of what Zhou Xiaoyuan just said.

The black shadow stood there and thought for a moment, then quickly raised his head - it was Song Ling.

Even though he didn't know what happened, his sixth sense still told Song Ling that he should report this matter to the prince. After deciding on this matter, he no longer hesitated. Even if he risked being severely punished by his master, Song Ling would stand firm. s Choice.

But after he went straight to the study and told his master everything, the prince behind the desk was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

Not only was Song Ling a little frightened, but he hesitated to give a warning, but at this moment he heard a voice coming from the other end.

Just a simple sentence: "I understand, please step back."

Hearing this, Song Ling couldn't help but feel a little excited. He raised his head

At the beginning, he said with a look of death: "Master, please forgive me for being rude, but Ms. Zhou is so... It is really not like what a common woman can do, otherwise we should send someone to investigate-"

Before he could finish speaking, the person on the other side of the desk had already raised his eyes slightly. The man's eyes were full of coldness, and the moment he glanced over, they were as cold as cold days.

Song Ling's heart sank heavily and he had no choice but to lower his head again, not daring to say another word.

But Xia Yechen obviously also knew what Songling was worried about.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, turned away and still said, "You go down first, I need to think about it carefully. As for what I am thinking about, you don't need to worry, you just need to follow the order."

Having said this, Song Ling breathed a sigh of relief after following his master for so long.

He knew in his heart that this was what the master meant when he fell into calmness.

Even though Miss Zhou was pretty good to him, Song Ling was determined and found it difficult to be moved by small favors. If Zhou Xiaoyuan was determined to be the person who would cause harm to his master, then Song Ling would eliminate his master's future troubles even at any cost. .

Thinking of this, Song Ling finally retreated, and the study quickly became quiet. It was as quiet as if no one had ever been there. Xia Yechen sat there steadily, almost as if he had grown on it.

After a long time, he moved slightly, his face looking ugly, complicated and silent.

Not knowing what he thought of, Xia Yechen stood up and took out the things he had just put in a few days ago.

That was Zhou Xiaoyuan's handwriting. He really wanted to keep it well at the beginning. No matter how bad it was, it was still her handwriting - but if it wasn't "her"

talk……

Xia Yechen's face became colder when this thought came to him. He only knew that if not, then everything would be meaningless.

Yes or no, it may not mean that much to others, but it is different for him.

It was hard for Xia Yechen to believe that there could be two people so similar in the world, which was why he had almost no doubt about the falseness of Zhou Xiaoyuan's identity at first.

Even if something happened that was beyond his comprehension, Xia Yechen would only blame it on himself, thinking that it was caused by him being away for too long.

But at this moment, after listening to what Song Ling relayed.

Xia Yechen suddenly fell into doubt. He was wondering whether a few years could have such a big impact on a person?

Did he stay with Zhou Xiaoyuan like this before?

Zhou Xiaoyuan's various differences, such as her sudden talent in arithmetic, her sharp teeth and lively personality, and now coupled with this hand...it is obvious that she is missing arms and legs.

When the veil was completely removed, Xia Yechen couldn't help but ask himself in his heart, is she really her?

The long-term accumulation made Xia Yechen no longer able to deceive himself and others.

He sat back down again, and when his expression finally returned to normal, Cai faintly called out the door, "Song Ling, come in."

Song Ling thought that his master had finally figured it out and hurried in, but he didn't expect that Xia Yechen just ordered him to arrange another dinner. Hearing this, Song Ling couldn't help but feel strange, and he opened his mouth to persuade him again.

But Xia Yechen, as if he knew everything, glanced at him and said coldly: "Is this what you should do to guess the master's thoughts privately?"

This hat was not easy to wear, Song Ling immediately knelt down.

"Subordinates dare not

, my subordinates will arrange it——"

After he was about to leave, Xia Yechen called out to him, "Wait a minute, I haven't finished speaking yet. In the dinner..."