After the divorce, the four big guys became my servants

Yuan Jinglie looked at A Sheng. A Sheng's eyes were still as pure as when they first met.

He then recalled the time when he was forced by other beggars to lick garbage on the ground. He fought hard and fought with them until his face was covered in blood, and finally scared the beggars away.

It was A Sheng who brought him a handkerchief and helped him wipe the blood off his face.

From then on, they were inseparable.

So Yuan Jinglie blurted out and readily agreed: "Of course."

There was nothing unusual on the boy's handsome face. He just smiled faintly and said, "Asheng, you are my best friend. We are sworn brothers. Whatever you want, I will give it to you as long as I can do it."

Ah Sheng was stunned for a moment, his eyes moved, and then he laughed: "I know."

He hugged him intimately, as he had done countless times before, and said, "Thank you, Yuan Er."

There was a depth in Yuan Jinglie's eyes.

After parting with Ah Sheng, he immediately turned back to Meiyuan, grabbed a maid and asked, "Where is the queen?"

"Just entered the house," said the maid.

A look of panic flashed across Yuan Jinglie's face, and he rushed into the room.

He pushed the carved nanmu door hard against the wall, making a loud bang.

"Sister!"

The young man shouted anxiously and pulled aside the curtain, only to see a clear slender figure.

Behind the screen, Meng Zhaoge, with her black hair like a waterfall and her shoulders half exposed, was bending over to try the hot water. Her pretty face was flushed by the hot air rising from the tub.

Seeing someone coming, Meng Zhaoge raised his misty eyes and looked over blankly.

Yuan Jinglie's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his entire skin turned red as if it was on fire.

He covered his eyes with his backhand and turned his back with a red face.

"Sister, I'm sorry!"

On the contrary, although Meng Zhaoge was surprised, he reacted and immediately pulled up his collar and asked, "What's wrong, A Lie? You came in so hastily."

Yuan Jinglie's breathing became heavier, and he said at a loss, "I'm sorry, sister. I was rash."

"I……"

He stammered, but still heard Meng Zhaoge say first: "It's okay, turn around."

Yuan Jinglie then turned around, his ears still red.

He didn't dare to look at Meng Zhaoge, and tried his best to calm his breathing before explaining: "Sister, don't use the water in the bathtub first, there's something wrong with that water."

"Hmm?" Meng Zhaoge was stunned for a moment, and asked patiently: "Alie, what did you know?"

Yuan Jinglie raised his eyes silently, as if he had made some decision.

"Sister, I'm sorry. I seem to have... let a wolf into the house."

He said dejectedly, "Just now, I saw Ah Sheng carrying a bucket of water into Meiyuan. He clearly went into Ah Jie's room. But when I asked him, he said he came to look for me."

Meng Zhaoge was not familiar with the name he mentioned. He was stunned for a moment before he remembered that it was his friend from Pingyang.

"Is it the one who used to serve in Yunmiao Court?" She was a little surprised. "Alie, don't panic. Tell me why you think your friend is plotting against me?"

She had only met Ah Sheng a few times, and it seemed that she had never had any conflicts with him.

The young man pondered for a moment and looked at Meng Zhaoge timidly.

"In fact, I have long felt that there is something wrong with Ah Sheng, but I have never been willing to believe it until today -"

"Sister, I saw him go to see Meng Changning today!"

At this point, his eyes collapsed and he said dejectedly: "I followed him out of the palace today and saw him get on the carriage of General Mingxi's palace. I realized that I was too confident before and always thought that he would not lie to me."

"…Asheng, he is my best friend."

At this point, the boy's shoulders seemed to be pressed down by a mountain, and he lowered his head in disappointment.

He didn't understand why Ah Sheng lied to him. They grew up together during the days of wandering and were sworn brothers.

Or did Meng Changning give him some benefits?

Meng Zhaoge touched his shoulder at the right time and comforted him in a gentle voice: "Alie, maybe you think too much, he didn't..."

"Will not."

Yuan Jinglie said: "I know Ah Sheng too well. He loves to stick his nose up whenever he tells a lie. He did that just now."

"Besides, it's impossible for him to know Meng Changning. If he didn't want to do something to my sister, why would he go to see Meng Changning?"

Meng Zhaoge was silent for a moment. In fact, she knew all this and just wanted to comfort him.

But Ali exposed it so bluntly...

She was silent for a while, not knowing how to continue comforting him.

The young man had already put the matter aside and handed the powder to Meng Zhaoge: "By the way, sister, this was given to me by Meng Changning. She asked me to sprinkle it in your bathtub."

"Meng Changning?" Meng Zhaoge was surprised: "How come you are involved with her?"

Yuan Jinglie's face flashed with embarrassment, and he could only purse his lips: "Sister, I will explain this to you later."

Meng Zhaoge didn't ask any more questions. She took it suspiciously and sniffed it.

"It's nectar powder made from nectar. It's not poisonous. Why did she ask you to sprinkle it?"

Yuan Jinglie was stunned: "I don't know either. I thought there might be something mixed in it..."

"Probably not." She couldn't think of Meng Changning's idea for a moment, and after a moment of silence, she said, "But no matter what, she should want to embarrass me."

And it is very likely for His Majesty's birthday banquet in a few days.

"Then what should we do?" Yuan Jinglie was a little worried.

Now, the enemy is in the dark and my sister is in the light.

But Meng Zhaoge didn't seem to care much, just smiled slightly: "Don't I understand Meng Changning's brain? No matter what she wants to do, she can't hurt me."

Yuan Jinglie paused, then nodded with relief.

Then he asked carefully, "However, just now Ah Sheng asked me to go to the palace with him, and I agreed. Sister, is that okay?"

Meng Zhaoge said, "Alie, you do your best. Just let him go. I want to see what he is up to."

Hearing this, Yuan Jinglie finally felt relieved.

It was his idea to bring Ah Sheng into the palace, and he was afraid that Ah Jie would be angry with him because of this.

Then, the two talked some more.

Meng Zhaoge whispered something in his ear. Yuan Jinglie was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Sister is really one step ahead. I will do it right away."

He immediately left Meiyuan.

It was not until the evening that Yuan Jinglie came back from outside.

After a busy day outside, the boy lay down on his bed at night and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Perhaps he was thinking about something during the day, and in his dream, he seemed to see the same scene as in the daytime.

——It was a hot spring pool where mountains and waters coexisted, with curls of hot steam rising. The water was clear, the surroundings were quiet, and the air was fresh.

Woman soaking in warm pool water.

Her black hair fell like a waterfall on her back. She was wearing only a tight-fitting undershirt and was nestled in a man's arms.