Before hearing Yang Chunying's message, Meng Zixian and Yang Chunzi had a huge fight. Yang Chunzi was like playing with a cat, suppressing him, but not excessively.
She had reaped a lot of benefits. Although she didn't know the reason for teaching Yang Chunzi, she still knew about Yang Chunzi's good intentions.
Yang Chunying walked into the garden with a tray in her hand. A gust of wind was blowing towards her. Her feet lightly touched the ground and her dress was still caught in the wind. The wind blew her up into the air.
Yang Chunzi quickly found his sister and made a gesture of 'stop'. Meng Zixian turned around and smiled, "Chun Ying!"
Yang Chunying tidied up her dress and walked forward, "You guys, hit as you like, and even affected the plants I raise. Next time, go somewhere else."
Meng Zixian looked at the "battlefield". It was indeed a spectacular sight. A few flowers and plants had been affected. Their heads were drooping, and they looked dejected.
Yang Chunying pretended to be angry as she stepped forward and stretched out her hand, "Pay up!"
Yang Chunzi could not bear to watch any longer. He walked forward and slapped Yang Chunying's hand away, "What flowers and plants? You just casually threw away the seed, and it was raised by me."
Yang Chunying pouted and hit him lightly on the chest with her fist, "Brother, you're bad. Why are you exposing me?"
Seeing the two of them getting along, Meng Zixian found it very interesting. She couldn't help but remember that in the other world, there was a senior brother who was always like this.
"That's right! Elder sister Meng, Jing Wang's friend asked me to pass on a message. "
Jing Wang only brought Song Qi He, which meant that only Song Qi He would bring her a message.
"He said that he's going back, so I told you to hurry over."
When Meng Zixian heard this, the smile on her face froze, and then slowly disappeared. She hung her head in frustration and said, "How annoying. I haven't had enough fun."
"Big sister Meng, when he said those words, he was really fierce. You should hurry up and go over." Yang Chunying stood next to Yang Chunzi. When she said this, she seemed to recall Song Qi's cold eyes and shuddered.
Meng Zixian bid farewell to Yang Chunzi and returned to the room.
"Miss Meng." When Gu Jing Cheng saw Meng Zixian, he greeted him.
Seeing that the two of them were still sitting there without leaving, Meng Zixian looked at Song Que, "Master Song, aren't we going back? "What, are these pieces too captivating, or is the girl acting too beautiful that you don't want to go back?"
Song Que slightly raised his eyes and ignored Meng Zixian's weird aura.
When Gu Jing Cheng saw the two of them staring at each other, the atmosphere became awkward and he could only come out to adjust. He stood up and said, "It's me. I've been out for too long, so I asked to go back."
Seeing that it was him, Meng Zixian's attitude was slightly better. However, she still didn't like the way Song Qi was looking at her. It was as if he was looking at an ignorant, insignificant person.
"If every time you leave the palace you would laugh and play like this and do nothing serious, then there would be no need for me to give you the command medallion to leave the palace."
Meng Zi's eyes widened as he said angrily, "Why?!"
Song Qi took a sip of tea and looked at her. Then she slowly said, "Why are you looking for a man from the martial arts world? Give you the antidote? You want to escape after getting rid of the poison? "
"Don't be petty!" Meng Zixian didn't know Song Que would think this way. Her tone was full of disdain which made her very angry.
"Oh? Didn't you think of running before? Now that you've come to Boss Yang time and time again, isn't it to solve the problem? "
"Yes, I admit it. I had thought of running, but didn't I have my life in your hands? "Prime Minister!" Meng Zixian suddenly felt very tired. The feeling of having been misunderstood filled her heart with pain.
"Ai!" Wasn't it fine before? Why are they arguing? " Gu Jingcheng stood between the two of them, trying to persuade them to make peace.
Meng Zixian looked at Song Que who was still drinking tea. She was angry, her face was red and her heart was blocked. It was like she was making a ruckus on her own. She was a person who acted without reason.
"Song Qishen, I went to look for Boss Yang because I want to learn something. As for what you said, I've never thought about it."
"You're touching your own conscience. Try to ask, have I been doing anything serious about what you've told me?"
"Worse comes to worst, let's fight to the death!"
After Meng Zixian finished speaking, she pushed the door open and strode off.
Gu Jing Cheng looked at her back and wanted to chase her, but Song Qi stopped him. He helplessly closed the door and said, "Qi He, why do you think this way about Miss Meng?"
Song Que put down the cup: "Every time she comes here, she looks for Yang Chunzi. You and I both know that Yang Chunzi has a certain status in the martial arts world. If she gets rid of the poison, she definitely won't be able to keep it."
"Until now, she knows a lot about us, so I have to be on guard." Song Que explained coldly.
Gu Jingcheng was silent for a long time before he slowly said, "I believe that Miss Meng is not such a person."
"Do you really feel this way in your heart? She will betray you. "
"As your friend, I think it's a bit too much for you to talk about Miss Meng like that."
Gu Jing Cheng looked straight into Song Qi River, their eyes met.
"Let's go." He didn't say anything more. He opened the door and left. Song Qi was behind him, watching his back, her mind filled with thoughts.
Do you really think Mencius will betray you?
The seed of doubt had always existed, and was constantly being suspected.
However, there was a saying, "There is no doubt about it, there is no doubt about it."
Song Que stood there thinking for a while. After a long time, he left.
After Meng Zixian left, she kept walking forward. She did not know why, but the anger in her heart did not disappear.
Unknowingly, they had reached a passageway.
A few people walked towards them with steady steps. Two of them were carrying a large cloth bag.
Meng Zixian kept her head down, but when she saw someone approaching, she stepped aside to make way for him.
The smell of blood!
Instinctively, Meng Zixian could smell the scent of blood on their bodies. She raised her head and caught sight of the person walking at the back.
One of the man's eyes was damaged, while the other eye had a small pupil. Most of the pupil was white, as deep as a pool of water. It looked extremely horrifying.
She swallowed and leaned against the wall.
With just a glance, he could determine whether or not he could defeat her. Meng Zijue knew his limits, and she did not seem to want to kill him.
After those people had left, Meng Zixian held her chest and let out a long breath.
At this time, as soon as Song Que returned to the mansion, someone came up to report and then threw out the cup in his hand.
The cup fell to the ground and with a crisp sound, it shattered into pieces. Some of it even turned into tiny fragments.
"Investigate!"
The subordinate kneeling below immediately replied, "Yes!"
Song Que was sitting at the head of the group. He was frowning as he pondered. The sky outside was getting dark.