[Quick Wear] On strike, please don't disturb your ex

Chapter 144 The Maids in the Palace Are on Strike (14)

When he mentioned the important matter, Shen Fanli could no longer care about being angry and asked, "You haven't returned to the palace these few days. Have you been in Nanchengyuan?"

"Does anyone else know?"

Song Liaoye naturally understood the profound meaning of her words.

He did not answer her previous question. Looking at her still wet eyes, which were full of worry, Song Liaoye touched her hair and said, "Except you, no one knows."

Shen Fanli explained why she went to Nanchengyuan. "I haven't seen you these past few days. I was worried that your injury might have relapsed, and that's why you haven't come back for so long. No one else told me that. I was just guessing."

"Do you remember when I was a child, the princess took me to Nanchengyuan once, so I went to try my luck."

Song Liaoye nodded silently and wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, "Sorry."

No one except his confidants knew about the Nanchengyuan residence. On the surface, it was a courtyard of a wealthy businessman, but no one knew that it belonged to Prince Qi more than ten years ago.

It had been so long that he almost forgot that his mother had once taken Shen Fanli there.

No wonder she knew the location.

It just so happened that he was in Nanchengyuan today and was away a few days ago.

This courtyard is not particularly conspicuous among the many high-ranking officials and dignitaries, but Song Liaoye does not come here often. After all, there are many people coming and going, and every time he comes, he goes through the secret passage.

After saying this, Shen Fanli pushed Song Liaoye's hand away.

This time she brushed it off easily, and she bowed, "Your Majesty, I am fine, I will leave now."

Song Liaoye held her hand without asking her to salute. He looked down at the corners of her eyes, which were still a little red, and asked softly, "Are you still angry?"

Shen Fanli didn't say anything.

"I saw you and Wen Honglang getting too close, and I got jealous. You know, I can't stand you getting too close to other men."

Shen Fanli naturally knew that as long as two people walked together in the palace, the guards and servants would automatically stay away from them, especially the men, who would be warned by Song Liaoye if they looked at Shen Fanli for too long.

Including Song Liaoye's half-brother Song Huaqing, who was beaten by Song Liaoye because he said that Sister Fanli was pretty and liked Sister Fanli.

When he was still in his teens, Song Liaoye also disliked Song Huaqing very much because of this matter.

He suddenly remembered something and turned his left hand palm upwards. "Come on, stretch out your hand."

Shen Fanli didn't move.

Song Liaoye took Shen Fanli's hand out himself. He saw that her right wrist was already bruised, caused by the strong force he had just squeezed. He felt a little distressed and annoyed.

He was so greedy that he didn't even hold back.

At this moment, Song Liaoye wanted to beat up the person who had just bullied Shen Fanli.

Looking at the person who brought the medicine and began to apply it to her, Shen Fanli said, "No."

Song Liaoye applied the medicine to her and asked in a low voice, "Hmm?"

Shen Fanli said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to be the wife of the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple."

Song Liaoye paused and said again, "It's my fault..."

He placed Shen Fanli's hand on the side of his face and said solemnly, "Hit me to vent your anger."

Shen Fanli turned his head away and didn't look at him.

Song Liaoye grabbed her hand and slapped himself hard on the face twice.

When he was about to hit him for the third time, Shen Fanli stopped him and asked, "What are you doing?"

Song Liaoye looked at her intently with his clear eyes and explained, "I'm afraid you're feeling depressed, so I'm letting you vent."

After a moment of silence, Shen Fanli said, "Next time, you can't lose your temper for no reason like this. I don't know what you are thinking."

Song Liaoye nodded and said "OK" in a low voice.

"Then don't get too close to him. No, you can't smile at any man other than me, accept their gifts, or have close contact with them..."

Seeing her smile so beautifully at other men really made Song Liaoye unhappy.

All she had to do was smile so beautifully at him!

The tall little prince was always arrogant and condescending, and his tone at this time couldn't help but carry a hint of command from a superior, "You can only smile at me and accept things I give you. I can buy you anything you want, but you can't accept things from other men."

As Song Liaoye spoke, he glanced at the silver hairpin on the ground.

Shen Fanli naturally noticed his gaze and looked at the ground in the direction he was looking.

"If you don't like it, then don't like it. Why throw it away?"

When Song Liaoye heard people say this, his face suddenly became even more sour, "Do you still want to keep it well to comfort your longing for me, Shen Fanli, you didn't really do anything to that Shaoqing Wen, Master Wen..."

Shen Fanli rolled her eyes at him, stretched out her hand to cover his mouth, interrupted Song Liaoye's chattering, and said unhappily: "Can't you listen to me first? What I mean is, if this silver hairpin is broken, how can I return it to Lord Wen?"

Song Liaoye was somewhat happy, "Really, you want to return it to that guy?"

Shen Fanli muttered, "Fake."

Seeing this, Song Liaoye's expression immediately brightened up. He picked up the long box and silver hairpin that he had just smashed into pieces and placed them in front of Shen Fanli, "I knew that you must have me in your heart."

"If you don't want to go, I can send someone to return the property to its original owner."

Shen Fanli shook her head. "No need. I'll just ask the servants or maids in the mansion to run a trip."

Putting the silver hairpin back into the box, Shen Fanli said, "I didn't know what Master Wen gave me. If I knew, I wouldn't have accepted it." Shen Fanli paused, then said, "If it weren't for you, you wouldn't be so close to me!"

She reached out and pushed the person away.

"I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now."

Turning around and saying something, Shen Fanli left Song Liaoye's room without even saying hello.

Song Liaoye felt much happier when he looked at the man's back.

The next day.

After Wen Honglang returned home from work, a servant told him that Miss Shen from Prince Qi's mansion had sent him something.

He had explained before that matters concerning Miss Shen should be of great concern.

When Wen Honglang heard what someone had sent him, he thought she liked the silver hairpin he had designed, so he gave her some gifts in return.

When I opened the food box, I saw that there were indeed several kinds of exquisite pastries.

Then I opened it and saw that it was a long box.

The faint smile on his lips gradually disappeared.

Although the box had changed, Wen Honglang could still guess what was inside.

When she opened the box, she saw that it was indeed the silver hairpin he had given her, returned to her in exactly the same condition.

The look on his face changed from joy to disappointment.

Put things back where they were.

After a while, he sat down at the desk, picked up the brush, and wanted to write something.

When the tip of the pen dripped thick ink on the paper, he put the pen away again.

I also made a decision in my heart.