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I think I have some understanding, although I am more interested in how this Han Shangshu's son caused me harm, but unfortunately I can't ask on the spot.
This Han Shangshu looked at Song Lang's lack of oil and salt, and turned his attention back to me, and continued: "If you get the consent of Her Royal Highness, the dog can be dealt with according to the law, whether it is exile or exile, and it is always It's better than being in the princess' mansion..."
How about it? I waited for him to continue to speak, but he choked up and didn't speak, and I couldn't help but feel a little disturbed, "Master Han means that I keep him in the house, but I wronged him?"
Song Langsheng glanced at me with a slightly condensed gaze, and I was also a little surprised that the domineering tone was very smooth, but fortunately Han Shangshu didn't notice anything, and said solemnly: "Since Your Highness has a concubine, why can't you let go of the dog? , he... he finally lost His Highness and stayed under his nose, but it only added to His Highness's sadness."
I was confused by his words again, "Why can't I let him go..."
He probably misunderstood my questioning tone, but raised his head as if he had made up his mind, and said clearly: "Since there is no place for a dog in the princess' heart, then I urge you to let him out of the house, because there is no such thing as this. What's wrong with a face!"
chapter Five
I think I should have missed it.
What Han Shangshu said is - face head.
The head of the face means, is it... a male pet?
My heart trembled involuntarily with these words, and I couldn't answer the reason for a long time. Han Shangshu probably thought I was startled by his actions. Of course, there was no doubt that he was startled. Said: "I also ask the princess to be considerate of Wei Chen's love for his son."
I looked at the concubine with a blank expression. He just stood by my side indifferently and didn't make a move, as if this Han Shangshu was not talking about the head but the noodles. I was really scared, but I couldn't keep silent. After a while, Fang said, "Since that's the case, Master Han will take Young Master Ling back."
In any case, this princess will follow the meaning of his words for the time being, and I will talk about it later.
Han Shangshu looked at me in disbelief: "Is this the truth of the princess?"
I hummed, turned my head and asked Song Langsheng, "I don't know what the concubine wants?"
Song Langsheng looked at me with deep meaning: "The princess's house is kind, and Langsheng also feels it."
This guy must be mocking me on purpose.
After the words were released, there was no reason to take them back. The concubine waved his hand and sent someone to bring the Young Master Han out. I drank herbal tea to hide my unease. After a while, two guards with knives really brought him up.
When stepping into the hall from outside the corridor, the noon light shone on the whole background with golden light, and it could be seen that the silhouette of the figure was tall and well-proportioned. When my old father knelt by the side, he didn't show any expression. He walked lazily and saluted me when he saw me nearby: "I have seen the princess." After a pause, "I have seen the concubine."
He is a handsome young man with just the right facial features. Although he is not as beautiful as Song Langsheng, he has a frank and dàngdàng temperament. I can't help but admire my vision in the past, and the next moment I feel that this kind of thinking is absolutely unacceptable. He had to shake his head and winked at the concubine.
Song Langsheng said, "Young Master Han is a bit more leisurely in the Princess' Mansion, and seems to be more relaxed than when he first came here."
That Young Master Han seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Thank you to Princess Hongfu."
My scalp was numb, and I heard Song Langsheng say again, "Unfortunately, your good days are coming to an end, and the princess agreed to let you out of the house."
Han Shangshu hurriedly reminded: "Thank you soon."
"Oh?" Young Master Han lifted his eyes slightly and smiled at me, "Is that what the princess meant?"
Naturally, it was what I meant, but asking him to ask this made me hesitate whether it was at odds with my wishes before the amnesia. I have not figured out what the so-called injury in Han Shangshu's mouth is about. I pretended to be a helpless god, weighed it, and said, "Even if this palace is reluctant to part, I can't bear to blow the heart of Lingzun's beloved son. This is the end of the matter, it's worth it..."
I don't understand what it is, but fortunately this Young Master Han understands, he looked at me in a very complicated way, and finally smiled clearly, and made a big gift to Han Shangshu: "I am grateful for my father's kindness, but Fei'er can't follow me. You go back."
Han Shangshu's color changed greatly: "You, what did you say!"
After kowtowing three times, Han Fei got up and glanced at me, and said to his father, "I once let down the princess's sincerity, and the princess did not give up to serve in the mansion. Han Fei was so grateful, why would she want to leave? Father, I am with you. The princess is happy with each other, I beg you to do it."
The so-called words are not amazing and die endlessly.
These words succeeded to the death. Han Shangshu's trembling hands froze in midair, his face turned blue and white, and he didn't know how to deal with it. To be honest, he didn't faint on the spot, and he was full of water. This was supposed to be a very touching play, because the existence of the concubine was completely distorted. I twitched the corners of my mouth and looked at Song Langsheng's calm smile like the breeze and the white moon, and realized that the person who was really distorted was this princess.
Han Shangshu looked at me this time as if he was going to commit a crime, I closed my clothes and tried to persuade Han Fei, but Song Langsheng opened his mouth again: "Master Han, it's useless to talk about it now. , it is not early, and I will not accompany you."
This is an expulsion order.
When Han Shangshu's back disappeared into the hall, I felt that the ground under my feet was a little floating, especially when Song Langsheng and Han Fei were standing there, I really didn't know how to behave. I wanted to ask Xing to turn around and leave, don't say anything, but Han Fei broke the silence first: "Princess, are you still satisfied?"
I looked at him in amazement, the expression on his face was no longer that of the idle cloud and wild cranes, with a look of disgust in his eyes, and sneered: "If torturing Han Fei is the pleasure of the princess, I will accompany it. In the end, but the princess shouldn't involve my father."
I could hardly hang my face, Song Langsheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Where did Young Master Han come from? Lingzun entered the palace several times to harass him, but the princess has not yet blamed her, but now you are blaming the princess instead?"
Han Fei restrained his sneer: "So Han Fei wants to be grateful to Dade?"
Song Langsheng said, "When you, Han Fei, will be grateful to the princess, the sun should set from the west."
Han Fei's face was calm and the water was unhappy: "The sun originally set from the west."
"So you should be grateful to the princess."
I suddenly looked at Song Langsheng speechlessly, so he was hitting
Are you interested in Han Fei? It's a pity that Han Fei couldn't appreciate the fun, so he swept me and the concubine with a stern look, and then left.
Maybe the progress of things was too unpredictable, so I suddenly asked Song Langsheng a question.
I asked, "Have I liked Han Fei very much in the past, so I kept him in the mansion just like I left you?"
I regret saying this. Regardless of the facts, asking your husband if you like your male pet, how you think and how you think it is a matter of beating.
Sure enough, Song Langsheng had a displeased expression on his face, and said, "Princess, why would you ever reveal your heart to me?"
I looked at his childish appearance, and said embarrassingly, "I just asked a few questions because of a blank memory. What are you sulking about?"
"Blank memory?" Song Langsheng couldn't help raising his voice, "If the princess really had a blank memory, why would she be crying every night?"
This unexpected sound hit the top of my heart, and I was overwhelmed.
It turned out that I would babble and cry in the middle of the night. It turned out that once the heart is imprinted, it will be indelible, and I don't even know it.
As I thought about it, the corners of my eyes were sore, and the tears couldn't stop falling. Song Langsheng was a little panicked: "Princess, it's too squeamish to cry just like that..."
It's okay if he didn't say it. When he said that I was more and more wronged, Song Langsheng was helpless to wipe away the water droplets that kept pouring out of me: "I'm too stingy. At most, I promise the princess. In the future, try to be more aggressive..."
I snorted and couldn't help but let him laugh again. There was no royal etiquette for crying, laughing and laughing. I raised my sleeves to wipe away my tears and said, "Consort, I will tell you when I can let go."
This is reconciled.
Strange to say. In the past, when I got along with Xu Fang, it was because he tried so hard to please him. If he made me cry, I would be annoyed for a few days before I gave up. This Song Langsheng was not only moody, but he was so reluctant to apologize even when he said it. Now that I am a princess, shouldn't I be arrogant and arrogant to the end? But facing this arrogant face, the soul is instantly healed, and the unhappiness disappears, that is also impossible.
Let's go back to the question of "Have I liked Han Fei very much in the past?"
Song Langsheng said that Han Fei was the original concubine.
Chapter Six
Song Langsheng said that Han Fei was the original concubine.
Before he could finish speaking, I cut his teeth back: "Have I ever been married to him?"
Strange should have a limit.
Song Langsheng said, "Young Master Han ran away from the marriage on the day of his wedding with the princess."
"Escape from marriage? He was daring, how did he escape, and was he caught later?"
Song Langsheng squinted, "Shouldn't I be concerned about why he escaped marriage at this time?"
I nodded and spread my hands, indicating that I would not interrupt.
Song Langsheng said, "In fact, I don't know why Young Master Han escaped marriage."
I:"……"
"Because he never explained it."
I thought about it and analyzed: "Will he, like you, be coerced by me to agree to get married out of frustration, but because he is more arrogant in his heart, he would rather die than submit to his power, so he did this?"
Song Langsheng glared at me without saying a word, with a hint of redness on his face, probably because he was very angry, because he had promised to be "more airy" just a moment ago, he had to hold the corner of his twitching mouth and burst out a sentence from his teeth: "Young Master Han took the initiative to show affection to the princess at the Qionglin banquet, which should be his favorite posture."
I couldn't help but be astonished: "So he has always abandoned this princess? That's why I kidnapped him into the house to torture him in a fit of anger to vent my hatred?"
Song Langsheng said: "It's true that the princess was furious, but when Han Shangshu led Han Fei to ask the emperor to forgive him, it was thanks to the princess that he begged to be spared from death, and the matter was settled."
I touched my nose, "Was I all right then? Could it be something else?"
Song Langsheng's face elongated: "Why does the princess seem to want her mind to be dark?"
Is not it? Well, of course not.
I looked at the dazzling morning sun outside the window and said kindly, "This princess is moved by her own state, just like the bright sun in the sky is infinitely beautiful."
Song Langsheng raised his sleeve to his mouth and coughed lightly, apparently choking on it, I waited and saw that he didn't respond, only said: "Then why did he come to the manor to be my face? "
"I don't know." Song Langsheng said, "He entered the mansion before me, and I have never asked much about the princess."
There is no further progress on the topic.
Actually, I still have a lot of questions, such as "What does Han Fei usually do in the mansion?" "Have I hired him to serve him in bed?" But the atmosphere is really hard to tell, the days are still long, and I'm not in a hurry. Put the question aside.
Song Langshenggui, the secretary of the Dali Temple, couldn't accompany me in the house all day to chat with me about these feelings, and left the house after breakfast.