After the divorce, the four big guys became my servants

For a moment, the room was silent.

Upon hearing this, the heterochromatic boy jumped up from the wooden stool in panic and said, "My Lady, I—"

"Sit down and don't meddle in our adults' business." Meng Zhaoge ignored him and forced him down.

Yuan Jinglie: ...

"Why not?" Meng Zhaoge confidently pulled over the light blue robe with dark foreign flower patterns.

"It's just a set of clothes. I don't think the prince would be so stingy."

"Besides, when he asked Meng Changning to wear my clothes that day, did he ask me?"

Mo Huan found that he couldn't argue with her.

So he watched helplessly as Meng Zhaoge took the clothes and put them on Yuan Jinglie. The young man also obediently obeyed her and let her do whatever she wanted.

However, this robe was too big for Yuan Jinglie.

It doesn't look like the person is wearing the clothes, but rather like the clothes are wearing the person.

Yuan Jinglie looked at Meng Zhaoge innocently and whispered, "My lady, it's too big."

Meng Zhaoge: “Yes, a little bit.”

Mo Huan: "That's pretty big."

"Forget it. You won't be able to wear it for long anyway. I'll ask the tailor to make you some clothes tomorrow." Meng Zhaoge said, and then told Mo Huan: "Go and see if the dinner is ready in the kitchen."

"Yes." Mo Huan went out.

Only Meng Zhaoge and Yuan Jinglie were left in the room. Meng Zhaoge looked at his messy hair, thought for a moment, and said, "Let me comb your hair."

Without waiting for Yuan Jinglie to answer, she pulled him to sit in front of the dressing table in the cabinet.

There is a faint orchid scent in the woman's boudoir, which is refreshing.

Meng Zhaoge combed his hair gently, running her fingertips through his black hair, afraid to hurt him, and she did it bit by bit with extreme patience.

Yuan Jinglie felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, which caused ripples in his heart.

He sat in front of the dressing table and wanted to take a sneak peek at Meng Zhaoge, but he saw himself in the bronze mirror. He was so thin that his cheeks were sunken and he looked really haggard.

But she in the bronze mirror was so beautiful that she didn't look like an ordinary person, with fair skin and graceful figure, and she looked like a goddess by the Luo River.

The young man unconsciously lowered his head slightly, not daring to look again.

After combing his hair, Meng Zhaoge tied it up high for him and said with a smile: "For a man your age, this is the best way to tie it up."

Yuan Jinglie touched the end of his hair and nodded with a blush: "Thank you, Madam."

"Stop calling me empress."

Meng Zhaoge had wanted to correct him a long time ago. This young man was willing to die for her in his previous life. How could she ask him to be her servant in this life?

What's more, she felt that the child was a promising talent.

So after thinking for a while, he said, "Call me 'Ajie'."

Yuan Jinglie was stunned.

She didn't want to keep him as a servant, but to acknowledge him as a sworn brother?

This...seems good. If he becomes a servant, he won't be able to get close to her. If he becomes a younger brother, he can stay by her side and continue to figure out whether she is 'her'.

So, the boy called her with sparkling eyes: "Sister!"

Meng Zhaoge smiled: "I forgot to ask you, what's your name?"

"Yuan Jinglie." He answered: "The shocking of a talent that astonishes the world, the fierce of a raging fire that spreads across the prairie."

Meng Zhaoge envied him a little and praised him, "This is a good name. Your parents must have been full of love when they named you."

But the boy shook his head and explained, "My parents were washed away by the flood after I was born. This is the name my sister gave me, but my sister also died later."

I unexpectedly asked about the other person's pain point.

So, that's why he became a beggar. He was so young, but he wandered for many years.

Meng Zhaoge was touched: "I'm sorry, I asked too much."

After saying that, she realized something and added hurriedly: "If you mind calling me sister, you don't have to. You can call me anything you want..."

But Yuan Jinglie said gently: "Don't think too much, sister. If she knew that I met you, she would be very happy."

Meng Zhaoge finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, dinner was ready and the servants filled the table with the delicious food.

Meng Zhaoge specially prepared some nourishing food for him, but warned him not to eat too much, otherwise it would be bad for his health.

At night, she arranged Yuan Jinglie to stay in the guest room of the palace.

I don't know if it was because I was thinking about something during the day. At night, Meng Zhaoge had another dream.

In the dream, it seemed like the imperial palace, except that it was dead silent.

Concubine Chen, who was usually dignified and virtuous, was crying bitterly while holding her son's former clothes.

A day ago, her son, Prince Yong, was found by eunuchs, lying in the West Garden covered in blood.

When the imperial physician rushed over, Prince Yong had already stopped breathing.

Emperor Chu came to see her and promised that he would catch the murderer, but Concubine Chen was not sure about her words.

"It must be the one from Lao Wu's family who killed Fei'er. How come she is also in West Garden by such a coincidence?"

"Your Majesty, quickly arrest that Meng Zhaoge! Avenge our son!"

After hearing these words, Emperor Chu really summoned Meng Zhaoge to the palace, and Yuwen Qi also came with him.

She fell to her knees, terrified, and cried, explaining that it wasn't her.

Emperor Chu asked her, "Then why did you and Prince Yong appear together in the West Garden?"

But she was too embarrassed to speak and hesitated to say anything, which angered Emperor Chu, who ordered her to be temporarily detained.

She was horrified and wanted to say something, but a guard from the imperial guards came to report that the murderer who killed Prince Yong had surrendered.

A few days later, news came that a serious criminal had escaped from the prison.

That was the Heavenly Prison, how could someone escape from it?

This caused panic among the people of Chai'an for a while, but for a long time afterwards, no murder case was reported.

No one knows who the escaped felon is...

But now, Meng Zhaoge opened his eyes and suddenly realized who he was.

——In the previous dream, in the West Garden, a guard smashed Prince Yong to death with a stone.

That guard protected her and was her benefactor.

Unfortunately, she couldn't repay the favor because she didn't see the guard's face.

She didn't know why she always had such dreams. The dreams were too weird, and they were all things that happened in her previous life.

After getting up, Meng Zhaoge didn't think any more and went into the palace. She had to ask Concubine Lan to bring Meng Changning out.

But unexpectedly, he met Prince Yong, Yuwen Fei, first.

But Prince Yong did not see her. He was hiding in the corner, with a tree blocking his fat body. He was lying on a young woman, very affectionate.

"Don't kiss me, in case someone comes over." The woman hit him.

"It's okay, no one will see it."

The two continued to be intimate.

When Meng Zhaoge saw the woman's face, she couldn't help being surprised.

It turned out to be Xia Cairen.

This Prince Yong is so bold and lustful that he even dares to have sex with his own father's concubine.

A hint of cunning flashed in Meng Zhaoge's eyes. He bent down, picked up a stone, and suddenly threw it at Yuwen Fei.

"Ah!" The stone hit Yuwen Fei's back of the head.

He was startled and looked back hurriedly, but saw nothing.

Xia Cairen also looked pale, and the two of them hurriedly ran out from behind the tree and looked around.

But there was no one.

Yuwen Fei was horrified. Someone saw him being intimate with Xia Cairen and hit him provocatively.

Who will it be?