Only then did Meng Wanzhou remember that she smelled the smell of medicine just now. Because she was so nervous, she didn't even notice that Jing Xi was injured.

At this time, I was really upset.

Jing Xi picked up the water glass with her uninjured hand, took a sip, and then said, "It's okay, I met a few little assassins."

Meng Wanzhou glanced at the wound and said anxiously: "It looks like the injury is not serious. You should go back to the palace and let the imperial doctor take a look at it."

Jing Xi raised his eyebrows slightly and gave an evil smile, "Are you concerned about me?"

Meng Wanzhou's face turned red all of a sudden. Yes, she cared about him, but she couldn't admit it, "No...no..."

Jing Xi chuckled, "If you don't care about me, then you are staring at my naked upper body. Could it be that you have other thoughts about me?"

"Ah!" Meng Wanzhou then realized that Jing Xi's clothes were open, so she quickly covered her eyes and turned her head.

Jing Xi laughed like he was teasing a small animal.

Meng Wanzhou felt a little angry and said: "If the prince has nothing to do, then I will leave first."

Jing Xi nodded and found that she didn't dare to look at him, so she said, "Okay. Don't say you see me here."

"Yes!" Meng Wanzhou bowed her head, bowed, and walked out quickly.

Just as I walked to the door, I suddenly heard him say from behind: "Wait a minute."

Meng Wanzhou's back stiffened, and her hand on the doorknob tightened a little. Although she had heard something just now, she didn't have the guts to talk nonsense.

"Don't forget to close the door." There was a hint of exhaustion in his voice.

Meng Wanzhou breathed a sigh of relief and closed the door after going out.

Then he hurried out of the bamboo forest and saw Meng Wanqiu not far away.

She stood there and sneered at Meng Wanzhou: "You went to steal some wild men! I just saw three men go in!"

Meng Wanzhou really didn't know that Meng Wanqiu, a young lady from the back house, learned these vulgar and mean words from him.

Meng Wanzhou's heart was beating hard now and he didn't want to argue with her here. "We are going back home. If you don't want to go back, just stay here!"

Meng Wanqiu bit her lip and said viciously: "I will tell Mu Yanheng when I get back that you stole a man and cuckolded him."

"It's up to you!" Meng Wanzhou dropped these words indifferently and walked away alone.

Meng Wanqiu stared at her back for a while, then stamped her feet and followed her.

The banquet here was over, and Mrs. Meng was extremely anxious. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her two daughters coming back one after another.

Meng Wanzhou was afraid that Meng Wanqiu would cause trouble for her by running around again, so she said: "Mom, let's go back to the house."

At this time, she found that several wealthy ladies were pointing fingers at her, not hiding their ridicule at her.

"She is Meng Wanzhou, nothing more than that! She even pursued the Second Prince crazily. I don't know where she got the confidence from."

"Have you been away from your seat for so long to meet the Second Prince?"

"What do you know? She is engaged to a poor man from Waifu."

"The sparrow still wants to fly up the branch, so she is self-aware!"

"You look restless at first glance, how can you be willing to marry a poor man?"

The harsh sound did not move Meng Wanzhou, as if she did not hear it.

Meng Wanqiu said sarcastically: "Everyone knows that you stole men."

Her eyes were filled with malice and utter jealousy, and she didn't know how many bad things Aunt Liu had said in front of her.

Meng Wanzhou was too lazy to pay attention to Meng Wanqiu, but she was a little confused. Since her grandfather passed away, she rarely attended gatherings of upper-class nobles. She also made a marriage agreement with Mu Yanheng, but somehow she made these rich ladies unhappy.

Although the words of these people made her angry, she would not go up to argue with them. There were countless noble people present today. If she had a quarrel or a fight with these people, she would immediately become the number one joke in the capital.

Mrs. Meng was afraid that Meng Wanzhou would feel uncomfortable after hearing these gossips, so she pulled her away.

When he got to the carriage, he gave Meng Wanqiu a cold look, gritted his back teeth, and whispered: "Are you talking nonsense? Let me see if I don't tear your mouth open when I get back!"

When Meng Wanqiu heard this, she exclaimed aggrievedly: "It's not me! I was just running around and playing, and I heard Yin Wenxiu and those young ladies insinuating these things!"

Meng Wanzhou didn't believe what Meng Wanqiu said, "Don't talk nonsense. Wenxiu is my savior, so she won't say such things."

"I don't believe you got it!" Meng Wanqiu pouted, then turned away angrily.

In her opinion, Meng Wanzhou, not to mention the second prince, even Mu Yanheng, was not worthy of her!

When the carriage arrived at the gate of the mansion, Mu Yanheng was coming back from outside. When he saw the Meng mansion's carriage, he stood aside and waited.

When Meng Wanzhou and others got out of the car, she said: "Auntie and Miss Meng are back."

The warm voice is as pleasant as the sound of a piano, making people feel like they are enjoying the spring breeze.

Mu Yanheng was wearing a white satin robe, with a warm smile on his face, and he was polite, gentle and approachable.

Meng Wanzhou's face turned red as she waited for Mrs. Meng's answer.

But Meng Wanqiu took a step forward and said crisply: "Yes, we went to Princess Shumin's house for a banquet. Where did brother Mu go?"

She blinked her big eyes, delicate and cute.

She looks like a shrew who rolls around with Sa Po and points her nose at her elders, but they are completely different from each other.

Mu Yanheng said gently: "I went out to participate in my classmates' poetry meeting."

Although the results have not yet come out, some students who are confident still stay in Beijing, waiting for the results to be released, while also making connections to pave the way for official careers.

Meng Wanqiu's big eyes were full of admiration, "Brother Mu is really capable."

The corners of Mu Yanheng's lips twitched, what kind of ability is this?

He doesn't even have a house in Beijing, and he and his mother still live in the Meng Mansion.

It's not that he can't afford it, but that he doesn't have enough money to buy a yard. If he fails to pass the exam, or if he passes the exam and can't stay in the capital, then the family's old foundation will be lost.

When Mrs. Meng saw Meng Wanqiu looking like she was about to stick to him, she felt angry.

But in front of her future son-in-law, she didn't feel comfortable scolding her concubine, so she urged: "Okay, let's go in."

Mu Yanheng was two steps behind and walked side by side with Meng Wanzhou.

Meng Wanqiu glared at Meng Wanzhou fiercely from behind, then trotted up and walked on the other side of Mu Yanheng, "Brother Mu, will poetry be fun?"

Mu Yanheng was a little impatient, so he stopped and walked a few steps behind them.

Mrs. Meng turned around and glared at Meng Wanqiu fiercely.

Meng Wanqiu seemed not to notice, and stopped walking, wanting to walk side by side with Mu Yanheng.

Mrs. Meng stopped angrily and pulled the embarrassed Meng Wanqiu over, "My legs are numb, please hold me up!"

Seeing Meng Wanqiu trying to break free, he pinched her arm without leaving a trace and glared at her threateningly.

Meng Wanqiu shivered in pain and wanted to get into trouble.
Chapter completed!