After the divorce, the four big guys became my servants

"You dare to leave?" Lady Ningguo interrupted him, "Every time I mention this, you shy away. Are you planning to never get married? There are so many girls, all of them are as beautiful as flowers, but you still don't like them. Do you want to marry a fairy?"

Ning Mojun pursed his lips and said helplessly: "I just don't want to use this form. If I meet someone I like, I will definitely tell you the first time."

Lady Ningguo was not fooled by him: "Don't come on, how long will it take for you to meet the person you like?"

Ning Mojun wanted to say something else, but Lady Ningguo suddenly pointed forward with her chin in joy: "Look, what do you think of that girl?"

"Mom..." Ning Mojun felt helpless and glanced at her casually with impatience.

Just with this glance, his gaze paused.

I saw a girl standing next to the pavilion, wearing a sky blue dress with gold thread and peony flowers, with lightly drawn eyebrows, and she was extremely beautiful.

She was surrounded by pink peach blossoms and green willows, looking so independent and detached from the world.

With just this one glance, Ning Mojun was attracted.

Seeing him stunned, Lady Ningguo smiled triumphantly, "I knew you would like someone. What do you think? The daughter of Minister Lin is very superior, isn't she?"

Ning Mojun asked infatuatedly, "She is the daughter of Lord Lin?"

"Yes." Lady Ningguo looked at the bright girl in the pink dress with satisfaction.

"How about I call her over and you have a few words with her?"

Ning Mojun's ears turned red. "No, it's not right for a girl to take the initiative. It's better for me to go over there."

Upon hearing this, Lady Ningguo was overjoyed.

This is the first time her son has been so proactive in all these years!

She happily watched Ning Mojun's back as he walked towards Miss Lin, and was extremely relieved: she was finally going to have a daughter-in-law!

Until Ning Mojun's figure passed directly past Miss Lin.

Lady Ningguo:?

pass!

She hurriedly tried to call out to Ning Mojun, but Ning Mojun walked towards another figure unwaveringly.

He stopped beside Princess Meng Zhaoge of Jing.

Lady Ningguo: "!!!"

She reacted immediately and realized that she had been talking nonsense just now.

This bastard fell in love with King Jing's woman! ?

Meng Zhaoge, on the other side, was also stunned when he saw someone suddenly coming to his side, and looked sideways.

Ning Mojun's ears were already red, and he introduced softly, "Miss, I'm Ning Mojun."

Meng Zhaoge nodded: "So it's Prince Ning."

"Just now I saw you from a distance and was amazed by your appearance, so I boldly ask for your name?" Ning Mojun was very nervous.

Meng Zhaoge's heart skipped a beat.

Even Yun Miao almost laughed out loud.

My goodness, this Prince Ning, is he interested in her sixth brother’s wife?

Meng Zhaoge felt the body trembling beside him and bumped into Yun Miao embarrassedly.

Then, trying to smile calmly, "Prince Ning, I..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Lady Ningguo came running over in a panic and interrupted, "Mo Jun, why don't you go meet Princess Jing!"

In a word, it is said very directly.

This completely shattered Ning Mojun's budding love.

Ning Mojun stared at Meng Zhaoge blankly: "You...you are the Princess of Jing?"

Meng Zhaoge nodded: "That's right."

Ning Mojun suddenly wilted like an eggplant hit by frost. Lady Ningguo forced a smile, said a few more words to Meng Zhaoge, and immediately dragged her son away.

"Didn't you say that you were attracted to Miss Lin?" When they reached a secluded place, Lady Ningguo asked him angrily.

He said listlessly: "You read it wrong, I was referring to the princess at the beginning."

He also blamed his mother: "If you had told me from the beginning that she was the Princess of Jing, I would never have gone there. Now I have made a big fool of myself."

"How could I know that you have such a sharp eye? You fell in love with the prince's woman at first sight! You are so powerful!"

Ning Mojun didn't want to listen to his mother's nonsense anymore and was about to leave.

"You don't want to look anymore? Among so many girls, you only like the princess?" Lady Ningguo called him helplessly.

Ning Mojun didn't look back and said, "Well, I like her."

He just left.

Lady Ningguo was so angry at her son that she had a headache. She went back to her room and pressed the button for a long time before coming out.

By this time, it was already dark.

The table was set in the room and all the noble ladies were seated.

Lady Ningguo saw Meng Zhaoge at the banquet. She was dressed simply, with a little makeup on and not many jewelry, but she was extremely beautiful.

With just one glance, Lady Ningguo could understand why her son fell in love with her at first sight.

Unfortunately, the timing was wrong.

Lady Ningguo felt a little regretful, and felt annoyed when she thought about her son's marriage.

At this moment, Meng Zhaoge, who had been sipping tea quietly, suddenly frowned and his expression changed drastically, as if he had sensed something.

She quickly put down her teacup, stood up and asked, "Madam, where is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Lady Ningguo was just thinking about her son. Upon hearing this, she laughed awkwardly and said, "He and the eldest son of the Sheng Mansion are good friends. He probably went out with him."

Meng Zhaoge said solemnly: "Not good."

After these words were spoken, Lady Ningguo was stunned for a moment, feeling a little unhappy in her heart.

It's so unlucky to say such things during the Lantern Festival!

The other noble ladies also didn't quite understand why Princess Jing did this.

The prince is fine, why are you saying bad things about him?

Meng Zhaoge seemed to know what others were thinking, so he explained, "When I was young, I was recuperating in Pingyang. During that time, I happened to meet a Taoist master who called himself 'Sanren Shanwai'. He taught me some Feng Shui skills."

"Today, at the Duke's Mansion, I saw the locust tree in the courtyard and felt strange. Just now I thought about it and realized that the locust tree attracts ghosts, and the location it occupies happens to be the heart of the mansion. May I ask, Madam, is the prince eighteen years old this year?"

Lady Ningguo was surprised: "It's exactly eighteen!"

"That's right." Meng Zhaoge said in a deep voice: "The locust tree is suppressing the fate of the prince. I'm afraid that the prince will encounter an accident."

Lady Ningguo stood up suddenly and said in shock, "Princess, you can't say such things!"

During the banquet, another noble lady who had always been fond of the prince also frowned and said, "Your Majesty, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want."

The others did not dare to speak because of Meng Zhaoge's identity, but they were also thinking in their hearts: Is the princess having a hysterical attack?

Everyone was having a good holiday, but she suddenly said such an unlucky thing.

Meng Zhaoge sighed, "I can't prove my words now, but the prince's fate should change drastically today. If you believe me, Madam, please find the prince back."

The matter was of great importance, and Lady Ningguo dared not neglect it.

Although she usually doesn't like to believe in these things, it is impossible not to be afraid when it really happens to her family.

Lady Ningguo was extremely anxious and immediately ordered her subordinates: "Quick, send someone to find the prince right away!"

Moreover, he no longer had the mood to continue entertaining others, and all the girls at the banquet went home disappointed.

The Ningguo Mansion, which was bustling just now, became extremely quiet in a moment.

Everyone was a little speechless about Meng Zhaoge.

Because of her few words, whether true or false, they ruined their entire evening.