I can't care so much, even if the princess asks him, she can't say anything.

Yushu arched and retreated.

Mei Jing looked at him quietly for a while, and only then did she withdrew her gaze and continued to read quietly.

Give her justice...?

Something happened in Xu's mansion again. Before the fifth lady could get married, the gambling house in the capital came to the door of the Xu family and asked Xu Ziwen to pay back the money.

Old Mrs. Xu was so angry that she fainted on the spot. When Meijing heard the news, she couldn't help but ask Yu Shi: "How much do you owe?"

Yu Shi said gloatingly: "It is said that it is 30,000 taels of silver, and the profit is rising."

Thirty thousand taels! Take a breath of cold air, Meijing shook her head. Xu Ziwen is so miserable now that she must have been beaten half to death by Xu Chongshan, but what she cares more about is, what should the Xu family do? Or not to pay it back?

If you don’t pay it back, you will get the court to know that it’s not a joke. But if you pay it back, 30,000 taels and you can pay it back, will Xu Chongshan still have such a reputation as honest?

Song Liangchen was still reading a book next to him. Meijing leaned over and asked him with a blink of an eye: "Is this the justice the prince gives me?"

"You wait." Song Liangchen didn't raise his head: "It's just something happened. Let's see what Xu Chongshan will do."

Meijing raised her eyebrows, nodded obediently, hugged her sour plum jar and waited to watch the fun.

Xu Chongshan was quite cold-blooded at heart, and she knew that because Xu Zijin had so many suspicious points of death at the beginning, she actually treated the mansion as a fall and drowned directly. She did not think about the fact that Zijin was his most distressed son.

So what would he do to Xu Ziwen now?

"Cough cough..." Song Liangchen coughed twice, and continued reading with a straight face. Meijing couldn't help but look at him more, and saw that there was a strange blush on his face, and he couldn't help but reach out to touch his forehead.

"Prince, are you sick?" My heart was shocked, and Meijing quickly asked Miao to come back: "Your forehead is so hot, are you catching a cold? Let the doctor see it."

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and Song Liangchen covered his face with his hand and said in a muffled voice: "It's not a serious matter. I rode my horse out yesterday and didn't bring a cloak."

Meijing frowned, reached in front of Miaohui with his hand, and ignored his excuse: "Take a pulse."

Miao nodded, took a handkerchief and placed it on Song Liangchen's wrist, looked at his face, and said after a while: "It's really a high fever caused by catching a cold. It's not very serious, but it should be quite uncomfortable. I'll find someone to boil medicine."

"Okay." Meijing responded and glanced at the person on the soft couch: "The prince didn't even notice he was sick?"

"Yes." Song Liangchen's voice was filled with a strong nasal voice: "There are too many things recently, so I didn't pay attention to it."

However, when she noticed it, she still felt an inexplicable sense of joy.

Meijing curled her lips. She always thought that Song Liangchen was a pretty good person. She hadn't gotten sick after being together for so long. As a result, she became ill all the time and was silly, with a stern face, which made people want to poke him.

She still had to hold back this impulse, and she could not think about it anymore. It was soon time for the vassal kings from all over the country to officially enter Beijing.

Xu Zijin sat in the yard, listening to the news coming from Qingzhou, his eyes were sunken.

"Your Majesty is helping me." He smiled faintly, his eyes cold: "Let's take a look at the great father now. What will you do with your own son?"

Qingzhou laughed and gloated: "The slave bet will only be heavier than severing the relationship."

Thirty thousand taels of silver, this matter was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Xu's mansion. As smart as the master, he would definitely abandon the car and keep the handsome man.

He was right. After appeased the gambling house, Xu Chongshan immediately made a decision and wrote a letter of severance of the father-son relationship, and ordered people to withdraw Xu Ziwen's household registration from the Xu family.

"Master!" Old Mrs. Xu collapsed: "He is your biological son. How can you not protect him and instead take the blame?!"

Xu Chongshan had no expression on his face and looked at her and said, "If you don't take any harm, then you will pay back the 30,000 taels of silver?"

"I'll pay it back!" Old Mrs. Xu stood up with Madam Sun's hand, shaking like a sieve: "I still have some savings here. At worst, I can sell all the deeds and land deeds. Are you afraid that Ziwen can't be protected?"

Xu Chongshan glanced at her: "When something happened to Zijin, why didn't you be so excited to seek justice for him?"

Old Mrs. Xu was shocked and opened her eyes.

"It's because Ziwen is your biological child?" Xu Chongshan smiled: "I can't care about some things, but it doesn't mean I don't know anything. Xu Ziwen has done too many wrong things, and this time, I can't tolerate him anymore!"

After saying that, he shook his sleeves and left.

Old Mrs. Xu rushed over and grabbed his sleeve, crying loudly: "Master, we are almost forty years, and we are just Ziwen, one son. If you break off your relationship with him, he will be beaten to death by the people in the gambling house when he goes out!"

"Isn't he the only one who owes me the karma?" Xu Chongshan sneered: "As a father, he has raised him for so many years, and he has been fulfilled in his benevolence and righteousness!"

Old Mrs. Xu opened her eyes wide, and her heart seemed to be thrown into the ice and frozen: "How could you... be so cold-blooded?"

Xu Chongshan withdrew his sleeves, frowned and continued to leave.

It’s not that he is cold-blooded, but that he wants to support a family and has to give up a lot of things, including his own son.

Now that Ziqi is the only one who can rely on, he still has to think about a way out.

The renovation of the Prince's Mansion was completed. Song Liangchen did not hesitate at all. He took Shen Meijing to the Prince's Mansion without hesitation, and no matter how Xu Chongshan tried to keep him, he was not shaken.

Meijing lay on the carriage, vomited in the dark under the name of motion sickness, and then asked him curiously: "We're done with it?"

Song Liangchen nodded: "If you want to find out the truth, what's the matter with you? It's not good to stay in Xu's mansion? Anyway, it's still a while before you leave the capital, so it's no different to live in the prince's mansion."

"Yeah." Mei Jing nodded, but couldn't help but look back: "I just didn't have time to say goodbye to the third young master. He is the only one in Xu's mansion."

After a slight pause, Song Liangchen lowered his eyes: "How do you think the Third Young Master... is like Xu Zijin?"

Meijing raised her eyebrows and then laughed: "How could the prince ask such a question? The third young master and Zijin are two completely different people. Although they sometimes look similar, I can still distinguish them."

Can you really tell the difference? Song Liangchen lowered his eyes.

At the door of Xu's mansion, Xu Zijin sat quietly, watched the carriage walk away, and smiled slightly.

When will the next goodbye be?

Without worrying about the people of the Xu family, when they arrived at the Prince's Mansion, Song Liangchen lived in the branch openly and beautiful scenery.

Miaohui looked at her with some distress: "Princess, you don't have to feel wronged like this at all. Tell the prince honestly that he will definitely love you like a pearl or a treasure."

Meijing chuckled: "Does it hurt me or this belly?"

Miaohui was silent, but Meijing had already begun to consider whether to rent a shop in the capital, follow Ren Xiaoyao to open a shop, or go back to Yandi.

If Shanshui wants to go to Yandi, she still wants to go with her, but if she is free and goes back to Song Liangchen's territory, it will be embarrassing, right?

She was in a dilemma.

In another yard is Prince Yan who is more embarrassed than her.

Xu Zijin's matter has been investigated, but Meijing has obviously not been completely let go, and the time is getting less and less. If she really waits until she leaves the capital, she still can't fall in love with him wholeheartedly, what should she do?

"No, I have to think of some solutions." Song Liangchen grabbed Yushu: "Do you have any good ideas?"

Yushu said helplessly: "Prince, I told you this morning that Master Xu San passed a message saying that he had a way to help the prince, but you..."

"I don't want his help!" Song Liangchen said very toughly: "After all, it's the matter between me and the princess, how can I ask him for help?"

Yushu shrugged: "Then there is nothing to do with the slave."
Chapter completed!