After the divorce, the four big guys became my servants

After coaxing Qin Yueliu in Wan'an Hall, it was already late at night when he returned to Prince Jing's Mansion.

The sky was dotted with stars, the moonlight was like a veil, and Yu Wenqi's steps were heavy.

He is really tired.

I was exhausted in Chengzhou, and I returned to Chai'an under the stars and moon, thinking that I could finally rest. I didn't expect to encounter this terrible thing as soon as I got back.

Two women were fighting in his house!

He couldn't rest for a moment. He had to apologize to his mother, comfort his cousin, and endure his cousin's tears and snot getting on his hands.

At this time, Yuwen Qi missed Meng Zhaoge very much. At least she didn't know how to fight.

He couldn't help but think: "Why didn't Meng Zhaoge come out to greet me when I came back today?"

This princess has it so easy, she doesn't care when others are fighting at home?!

Therefore, Yuwen Qi went to Meiyuan angrily first, intending to question Meng Zhaoge.

But as soon as he entered the door, the maid said to him: "Your Majesty, the queen has returned to Pingyang with Madam Meng to worship the ancestors."

Yuwen Qi became even more unhappy.

She left without even saying a word to him, and he had to come and see her to find out.

He could only return to his Xingmo Tower and think about how to send Meng Changning back home.

During the day, he actually promised her to let her stay in his house for a few days because she had an injury on her face and he was afraid that her family would worry.

Just as he was thinking about it, Yuwen Qi pushed the door and entered the room, but unexpectedly saw a blushing scene.

Meng Changning's face was flushed, her clothes were loose, her shoulders were half exposed, and she was leaning on the couch, drinking wine sadly.

She obviously wasn't very good at drinking, because she started coughing after only a few sips.

The wine slid down her white neck, flowed to her collarbone, and then to the secret soft groove.

Yu Wenqi's body froze, and before he could react, Meng Changning threw himself into his arms.

"My Lord, you're back." She said drunkenly, her eyes blurry. "I thought that after the Lord was summoned to the palace, he would no longer care about Chang Ning."

"How could it be..." Yu Wen looked into her affectionate eyes and his heart softened: "Why are you drinking?"

"Huh? Because... I want to drink." Meng Changning raised the wine jug in her hand and shook it in a naive manner.

"I'm almost done drinking, my Lord. Am I awesome?"

He said patiently, "Great, but you can't drink anymore."

After saying that, he wanted to take the wine jug from the little hand, but the girl dodged it nimbly.

"No!" She staggered and shed tears, "My Lord, I feel so miserable, just let me drink."

Yuwen Qi felt as if his heart was being torn apart when he saw the beautiful woman crying so hard that her clothes were wet and her whole body was about to break.

Chang Ning was always so gentle and generous, what happened today?

"Tell me, who made you sad?" he asked her with concern, holding her swaying body in his arms.

Meng Changning was silent for a while, and when she looked up at him again, her face was already in tears.

"Your Highness!" She burst into tears. "Tomorrow is my grandmother's death anniversary, but Zhaoge wants to go with mother. She won't let me go with them."

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Qi's face turned pale: "Meng Zhaoge is so excessive!"

Meng Changning laughed at himself: "In fact, I've gotten used to it a long time ago, because I was lost when I was young and grew up in the countryside. Zhaoge looked down on me..."

"In the past, she would take whatever she wanted from me."

"I have to give the person I like to her." Meng Changning looked at him deeply.

"But I don't understand why she wouldn't even let me go to my grandmother's death anniversary."

As she spoke, the girl nestled in his chest and began to cry, panting as if she had suffered a great sorrow. She cried until she was tired and gradually fell asleep.

"Chang Ning?" Yu Wenqi called her.

Yet she did not move.

Yuwen Qi held the delicate beauty in his arms and could only sigh as he hugged her tightly.

I think Chang Ning came to the palace today to find Meng Zhaoge and ask her to take her to Pingyang. Unexpectedly, she met Yue Liu instead, and that's when the following events happened.

Yue Liu is domineering, but Chang Ning is innocent.

Yuwen Qi couldn't bear to send her away, she was already sad enough.

As for my mother, I'll keep it a secret for now...

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The next day was my grandmother’s memorial day.

After the memorial service, it was already noon.

Mrs. Meng was extremely sad and hid in her room crying. When she came out after crying, she said she was not feeling well and would go back to Chai'an tomorrow.

Although he knew what his mother was planning, Meng Zhaoge agreed in order to at least maintain his filial piety.

Anyway, she had already hinted to Concubine Lan in advance that Meng Changning would definitely not get any good results.

In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and Meng Zhaoge moved a chair into the yard to bask in the sun.

The leaves of the grapes in the yard had turned yellow. When she was a child, she was recuperating at her grandparents' home and always liked to stand on tiptoe to reach the grapes on the rack.

At that time, her grandmother would lift her up with a smile and coax her by saying that A Zhao was so amazing.

Unfortunately, only half a year later, her parents took her back to Chai'an and asked her to continue looking for Meng Changning.

Later, she was beaten by a shaman hired by her father until she was unconscious and seriously injured. However, her grandmother had passed away, so she could no longer return to her hometown to recuperate.

Meng Zhaoge fell into memories, feeling a little sad.

At this moment, there seemed to be a corner of clothes swaying beside the half-open door.

There was a cautious figure like a little animal huddled behind the door, thinking it was well disguised, and did not move.

But Meng Zhaoge had already seen him.

Meng Zhaoge stared at the half-exposed shoulder and the tattered clothes, and thought: It's him.

That little beggar.

She bent down, took two tangerines she had bought that morning from the bamboo table, stood up and slowly walked out the door.

But when it was just a few steps away from the gate, the little animal hiding by the door sensed something was wrong and got up and ran away.

Meng Zhaoge was a little stunned. He walked out and looked around, but the man was gone.

"This little thing."

She muttered to herself, and when she lowered her eyes, she unexpectedly saw two pomegranates on the steps.

The pomegranate was very big, bright red, and had emerald green leaves.

Meng Zhaoge bent down to pick it up, knowing that it was a thank-you gift from the little beggar.

This child is a grateful person.

Although she didn't expect others to thank her, she was very happy to receive the gift and went home holding the pomegranate.

But just as he stepped over the threshold, he paused.

She had to return the favor.

So he bent down again and placed the two tangerines on the steps.

Mo Huan saw her movements and was puzzled. He asked her, "What are you doing?"

"For the kitten." Meng Zhaoge said in a good mood.

Mo Huan was even more puzzled.

Do cats eat oranges?

After a while, she was really curious, so she went out secretly without telling Meng Zhaoge. Unexpectedly, the oranges on the steps were really gone.

"Cats really eat oranges!" Mo Huan was shocked.

And just around the corner, separated by a wall, a thin young boy was holding a tangerine with contentment, peeling a slice and carefully savoring the sweetness.

This was the most delicious orange he had ever eaten.

This young lady is a very nice person.

An idea suddenly came to his mind: he wanted to see her, meet her openly.

So the next day, Yuan Jinglie climbed up the steep and rugged Ailu Mountain early in the morning to look for a large bag of wild grapes.

He also washed his hair and found the cleanest linen clothes.

But when the young man mustered up the courage and stood at the door of Shen's house, he found that the door had already been locked.

The orange vendor at the door said, "The Shen family's carriage left the city early in the morning and went back to Chai'an."

The boy felt very lost.

Returning to the dilapidated City God Temple, Yuan Jinglie went to find Ah Sheng and told him: "I want to go to Chai'an to repay my gratitude. I want to find the eldest lady."

It took Ah Sheng a while to react: "Do you know what she looks like? What if she's not the eldest daughter? Maybe she's a maid from the Meng family."

Yuan was shocked.

It was very dark that day, and when he went to give her the pomegranates, he did not dare to look at her face.

Moreover, he had no money and no relatives in Chai'an. But even so, he wanted to see her.

"As long as you know that she is a member of the Meng family, it will be fine."

The young man said confidently: "I will definitely recognize her."