The man was kicked and rushed forward, and fell to the ground with a "bang". The sound made people feel that his face hurt. Meijing touched his nose and was about to go up and pull the princess back when she saw that the person under her feet had raised her face.

"What are you doing?" Two nosebleeds flowed down the ordinary face. The passerby was very aggrieved: "Are you hitting people around the street?"

Song Ruixue was stunned.

The familiar outline was not the person, but just a side face. She was stunned, took her feet back, and pursed her lips: "I recognized the wrong person."

"You recognize the wrong person? You can hit someone if you recognize the wrong person? Oh... Look at the blood on my face!" The man got up from the ground, cursed for a long time, and looked up at the girl next to him.

He looks thin and weak, and I don’t know where the strength I get from can kick so hard. The expression on his face... seems to be about to cry?

The innocent passerby A originally wanted to claim compensation, but frowned and looked at Song Ruixue for a while, but just sighed: "Forget it, I'm unlucky today. You can kick me next time you see someone right, can you do it?"

Meijing quickly nodded to the man and asked Jinyi to help him to the clinic next to him. The passerby was generous and not much noisy. However, the crowd around him was very gossiping and surrounded Song Ruixue and pointed at him.

"Whose girl is fighting people in the street. She is so rude and is wasting her good dress."

A sensible person looked at it and shouted: "Oh, isn't this the princess? In the past, when he was in the boudoir, his portraits were covered with Yan's ground, and the King of Yan was very favored."

"That's no wonder." Someone chuckled: "The noble girl doesn't take men seriously and kicks her like that. I don't know who can stand such a woman."

The voice was very small, and it could be heard in a crowd, that is, the tip of the ears.

Song Ruixue heard it and sneered and stared at them: "It's all my business for anyone who can stand it. Others are talking behind their backs. I'm afraid that the family will not be able to make a living, and it will be too late to gossip and eat!"

The crowd was quiet for a moment, and she was so yelled that she didn't dare to make a sound.

Song Ruixue raised his chin, put his hand on his abdomen, and proudly passed by the beautiful scenery, and walked towards the direction of the prince's mansion with Huarong. Wherever he went, the people surrounding the walls were all given to both sides.

Meijing couldn't help but sigh that this princess is the princess, she is not afraid of the slander of those lingering women, and she can yell back in the street. If a woman can have such an attitude of not fearing others, life would be much better.

As a result, when she returned to the prince's mansion and stepped into the Xiangsi Garden, Song Ruixue had been crying with Hua Rong for a long time.

Shen Meijing: “…”

"If you want them to marry, you want them to be divorced, and if you want them to be divorced, you want them to be a man, and you want them to me!" Song Ruixue cried and said, "Why are there so many annoying people in the world? I don't want to listen to them!"

Hua Rong patted her back and comforted her softly: "The princess doesn't have to care too much about other people's opinions."

"I don't care, either, but how can I not care about the sounds I can hear when I go out?" Song Ruixue choked up: "I live in Yandi, how can I not take the opinions of Yandi people? "

Hua Rong was also at a loss and turned to look at Shen Meijing at the door.

Meijing walked over and squatted beside the bed and looked at Song Ruixue.

Song Ruixue pursed her lips and wiped her face: "You let me be quiet for a while, and you don't need to comfort me, others' comfort is useless."

"I'm not trying to comfort you." Shen Meijing smiled: "It's just like seeing her before. I used to be similar to yours for a while, and I was so angry that I cried every day."

Song Ruixue was stunned. Thinking of the identity of the person in front of her, she sat up straight: "Yes, you are a widow."

"It's not just a widow." Meijing said: "It's also abusing my father, mother and husband. If I don't wear a veil on the street, no one will even be willing to sell the dishes to me."

Song Ruixue frowned: "The people in the capital are so vicious too?"

"They were just afraid that I would defeat them, so when facing me, all the malice would be revealed." Meijing said: "I couldn't understand it at first. I didn't feel sorry for anyone, nor did I do anything to hurt everyone. Why did they insist on saying that I was bad, and even thought about explaining one by one."

"Later I found out that it was futile. They didn't care about the facts. They could tell them all to prove that they knew a lot. No one wanted to know what kind of person I was. After thinking through this, I went to a Buddhist temple and discussed with the host that they would do a ritual to me every month and give me half a dollar."

Song Ruixue widened her eyes: "Perform a ritual to you?"

"Yes, my reputation is so great in the capital. If you do a ritual to me, the Buddhist temple can attract many pilgrims, so there will naturally be more incense. I will collect half a piece of money from them, and they will make a lot of money."

Ruixue stopped crying and stared at Shen Meijing blankly.

"When you can't resist rumors, don't be embarrassed by yourself. On the other hand, think about whether these rumors can become something that is even beneficial to you. Women are already living under shackles, chastity, virtue, and training. If you are still trapped by rumors and cannot let them go, that would be really pitiful."

Meijing said: "Princess should do your best to do what you want."

He said he was not comforting, but he still comforted so much? Song Ruixue flattened his mouth, held Hua Rong's waist for a while, took a long breath and vomited out: "It makes sense!"

Meijing smiled and was about to say that the princess is quite sensible, but her next sentence was: "I will do what I want to do. Next time I go out to the street, I will take the guards. Whoever dares to talk too much will catch me? I think who will dare to gossip!"

"..." He reached out and stroked his forehead. Shen Meijing laughed, and finally could only say one sentence: "Just be happy."

Song Ruixue grinned, got up and washed her face, and came back to sit on the soft couch next to her and said, "I'm stupid. I'm already separated from someone else, why are you thinking about? When my father gets better, I'll go to another good family. Look at you who have remarried so well, which means that second marriage is not impossible."

Meijing was stunned: "The princess wants to remarry?"

"If you don't remarry, can you live alone and see his beauty in your arms for the rest of your life?" Song Ruixue curled her lips: "I'm not willing to give up."

After looking out the window, it was getting late. Shen Meijing thought for a while and said, "If the princess really has this idea, then let the prince arrange it another day. It's getting late today, so you should take a break earlier."

"Okay." Song Ruixue got up and walked out: "I should live in Luoxue Pavilion, not Xiangsi Garden. I asked my sister-in-law to forgive me if I had been rude before."

Meijing was stunned. Looking at her back without looking back, she suddenly felt that the princess was quite unique.

After walking around the street for an afternoon, after washing up, the beautiful scenery fell asleep quickly and had no dreams all night.

In the fallen snow pavilion.

Just after midnight, Song Ruixue opened her eyes, opened the door and walked into the courtyard, looking at the back of a man and said, "I knew you would come."

Song Liangye was wearing a night-colored robe, turned around and raised his lips and said, "Second sister is here, how can I not come and say hello?"

Song Ruixue sneered and looked at him up and down: "You are doing well in Yandi, Song Liangye, I heard that my father had let go of him and let you enter the Right Army."

"Thank you for your second sister's blessing." Song Liangye said lightly: "You are old, and you should know how to cherish your blood."

The expression on his face was very contemptuous, and Song Ruixue said: "It's ridiculous that you dare to call yourself the bloodline of your father. You've been doing a lot of things recently. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have come back in such a hurry."

"My second sister is married, and it's really touching to worry about her family." Song Liangye smiled and said, "Don't worry, I just take back what I should have and will not get your business."

"A person like you." Song Ruixue shook her head: "There is no sincerity in her words, and there is no feeling in her eyes. They are all acquaintances, so there is no need to pose a guise with me. If you want to move, I will stop. In the end, it will only be clear who will be better."

Song Liangye lowered his eyes and sighed: "Second sister is still so cruel."
Chapter completed!