As soon as these words were said, a group of maids were sensational and they were shouting and running out! Recently, Shen Meijing is a popular figure in the prince's mansion. Of course, she cannot let go if she has the opportunity to watch up close!

Even Huansha couldn't keep up with them, and a group of maids rushed to the door of the backyard quickly.

With just their gossip, Shen Meijing had already washed most of her clothes, lowered her head and sat by the wooden basin, and continued to wash the next one.

The maids stood at the entrance of the backyard and didn't dare to say anything. They were originally watching the fun, but they couldn't even laugh at the person in front of them.

Shen Meijing had already changed into a coarse cloth skirt, but even though her hands were full of soap kettles, the hem of the clothes was a little wet, but Fenghua did not lose half of it.

When the matchmaker went to the Yan Prince's Mansion to make a red line, he said that the widow "has the shimmering waves and spring in the air." At that time, they all said that the matchmaker's mouth was really good at speaking. Now that they really saw people, they realized that the matchmaker actually had a poor word. The maid who always had the most mouths could not say a sarcastic word at this moment, just stared blankly, silently.

Huansha's heart was balanced. It wasn't her own way of seeing her, but everyone was the same, so no one said anything about her.

Shen Meijing listened to the noise and suddenly turned her head.

The maid standing behind was so scared that she took a step back collectively. The timid one turned around and ran away.

"Don't you wash your clothes?" Shen Meijing raised her eyebrows, glanced at the maids, and asked with a smile.

"Ah, I need to wash it." Huansha hurriedly went over and looked at the wooden basin. There were only two clothes left. He felt a little grateful: "Thank you."

Shen Meijing shook her head, ignored the person next to her, and continued to apply soapcorns on her clothes.

A group of maids who were a little scared and felt very shameless all retreated back to the room. After a while of silence, someone still spoke unconvincedly: "What, you are so scared by her. She is not the prince's concubine now."

"I'm also talking about us, aren't you the same?" Su Yi rolled her eyes: "I usually talk about what others are doing behind my back, and I'm so excited that when I see someone, I'm so scared that I run back?"

"Who ran away?" Bai Shang curled his lips: "I just stood tired and wanted to come back to rest. What's the widow's fear? The joke is that she looks like a vixen?"

"You should be careful. Mr. Luo's lesson is ahead. Let me hear you say that you are a widow, and you can go home to farm."

"snort."

When a group of women are together, it is easy to find topics on one person, and then form friendships with endless gossip, or highlight that they know a lot. Obviously, Shen Meijing has been their topic recently. Is it a widow? It's enough for a long time.

So today, no one was willing to show any wavering thoughts. He forced himself to continue to say that Shen Meijing was wrong and the united front, although Shen Meijing did not offend them at all.

This is a bad habit of human beings.

With Shen Meijing, washing all her clothes without much effort, and she was extremely happy.

"I can go and rest!"

Shen Meijing was still hanging clothes. He nodded when he heard this and asked more: "Does the prince's clothes need to be incense?"

"Ah, what I want, it's just that the incense has no smell and is very troublesome, so..." Huansha smiled.

"It's okay, just tell me where to do it." Shen Meijing said.

Huansha pointed to a small room next to her: "Is it there, will you do it?" She didn't want to increase her workload anymore!

"I will, you go and rest."

"...Okay." Huansha nodded blankly, looking at Shen Meijing's back, she felt a little incredible. How could a woman from a wealthy family work so hard when she does rough work?

When I went back to the room, a group of maids were talking sarcastically.

"Anyway, I think that widow is not a good person." Bai Shang said, "I feel disliked when I look at it."

As she listened, she closed the door and couldn't help but say, "She is so good. She has washed a lot of clothes for me and used them for incense."

The eyes of a group of people immediately looked at her. Suyi said, "Oh, I will take you two clothes and sell you?"

Huansha was stunned, and Bai Shang next to him said to Suyi: "She has always been stupid, but you are not unaware that she has stolen her job. She is also grateful for her help. When the butler finds out that the widow can finish her clothes alone, Huansha can also go home."

A little embarrassed, Huansha lowered her head and said, "I just think she has no airs and is serious in doing things."

"Ha." A group of maids sneered at her, scattered and did their own things. The seven or eight maids who slept in the same big room were instantly isolated.

Shen Meijing smelled the incense in the room, and it was as Huanshi said, it didn't smell much, and she didn't know what the prince's hobby was, so she made the incense like this.

But it was still early now and she had nothing to do, so she made up her fragrance first and then did it after the clothes were dry tomorrow.

"Shen, I'm looking for you."

While the incense was being adjusted, the sound of the wind suddenly sounded behind him. Shen Meijing was slightly startled, put down her things and turned to look at him, nodding: "Please lead the way, sir."

Song Liangchen wrote a divorce for an hour.

It’s not because the content is difficult to write, but because he thinks his words are not like the ones he likes. He can’t be worse than the ones of a woman, right? So he has copied several posts, selected the most satisfactory font, and wrote a divorce letter.

Seeing Linfeng bringing people in outside, Song Liangchen glanced at Shen Meijing and put his divorce book on the table: "Here, yours. With this thing, you and I will no longer be husband and wife, so you can be your servant."

Shen Meijing reached out and took the divorce letter, but didn't read it. She put it in her arms and put it away, bowed and said, "Thank you, Marquis."

Song Liangchen narrowed his eyes: "Don't you look at it?"

"Why do you need to read it? Don't the divorce books have the same format?"

The person sitting behind the desk was silent for a while and said in a muffled voice: "You might as well take a look."

Could it be that this guy wrote something strange? Shen Meijing's heart was shocked and he quickly took out the divorce book and read it.

"... Since the two hearts are different, it is difficult to return to one's will. We will soon meet with our relatives in order to find a goodbye, and we will find a book to return to our original principles. I hope that after the wife and wife will be separated, we will comb the cicada's hair, and will be beautiful in the eyes of the eyebrows, and will be smart in the graceful posture. We will select the lord of a high-ranking official, and play the shadows in front of the courtyard, so as to be beautiful in the form of a zither and a zither-like rhyme.

When you resolve grievances and knots, don’t hate each other; when you part, you will be happy when you are happy."

Isn't this still an ordinary divorce book format? Didn't write much? After reading it, Shen Meijing looked up at Song Liangchen curiously.

Song Liangchen was still waiting for her to exclaim that his handwriting looked good, but he saw that the man looked at him with a confused expression of "What's so good about it".

My heart was filled with nameless anger! Song Liangchen said with a stern face: "Please put it away after reading it, go down and continue working!"

"Oh..." Shen Meijing closed her divorce letter: "But I have finished my work."

"I'm done?" The prince was dissatisfied: "Who assigned you such an easy job? It's not dark yet! Linfeng took her to find the housekeeper. What else is left to her in the mansion? Let her do it together!"

Shen Meijing took a breath. How could she offend this man? Or is this person's personality so he can't stand others in a relaxed life?

Lin Feng took the order and made a "please" gesture to Shen Meijing.

Helplessly, under his roof, he was the boss! Shen Meijing recognized him and followed him out.

The divorce letter had been given, and Song Liangchen immediately notified the whole mansion. After that, Shen Meijing called it his name, no longer the prince's concubine, but just a slave in the mansion.

Of course, Xiaoyi Academy still made a key notice.

Jiang Xinyue was sitting in the yard in a daze, her face very haggard.

"Please pay tribute to the princess."

Someone bowed beside her. Jiang Xinyue turned around and saw that it was Wen Erya. Originally, Master Wen was in the mansion, and he didn't beat or scold her. His attitude was pretty good every time, so now, Jiang Xinyue didn't make things difficult for her and reached out to ask her to sit down.

"Did the princess hear the news?" Wen Erya asked softly.

"Are you talking about the prince's concubine being retired?" Jiang Xinyue said lightly: "It was his explanation to me, I know."

Wen Erya looked at her expression and sighed: "Although you and I cannot stay with you, you can tell at a glance that I still care about you in my heart."

Do you think of her? Jiang Xinyue smiled bitterly: "If he really thought of me, he wouldn't have left me here and would never come to see me."

Wen Erya waved the maid behind her and gently held Jiang Xinyue's hand and comforted her: "The princess was wrong. I was sad when I saw you, so I didn't take the initiative to come to the yard. You should also think about his mood."

A little stunned, Jiang Xinyue turned to look at her: "Is that true?"

"I have been with the master for so long, but I still know what I am thinking about." Wen Erya said: "The princess will relax and take care of her body so that she can meet her every day."

Jiang Xinyue thought about it and seemed to be right. She felt a lot more comfortable. She curled her lips and asked, "What's going on now that widow?"

"It's so miserable, I can't bear to see it." Wen Erya said: "It's not enough to wash a few basins of clothes in the main yard. I think she has little work, so I asked the housekeeper to find something for her. I'll vent my anger on you in a different way."

Jiang Xinyue couldn't help but burst out with a chuckle.

Seeing that she was happy, Wen Erya reached out and handed over a jade bracelet: "This is what I asked me to give you. Now the only one who can help me pass on the message is that I am."

Jiang Xinyue was stunned. She took the bracelet and her eyes became wet again. She kept rubbing her hands and carefully put them on.

Wen Erya looked at her with a smile.

Shen Meijing came out of the crown prince's mansion in the sunset with a big basket on her back.

The housekeeper said that there was nothing else to do. He originally planned to let the servants go out to purchase the shortage of cloth and silk thread in the mansion. Since I have given the order, let Meijing go.

There are few cloth shops here, and they never deliver goods. They always come to the door to move them. So now, the beautiful scenery is like an old woman, arching her body while walking while looking at the list in her hand.
Chapter completed!