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

Chapter 149 The Maids in the Palace Are on Strike (19)

Song Liaoye waved away the people who were coming forward to check, casually took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood off his hands, his expression gloomy.

Seeing this, Wen Honglang asked, "Is the prince okay?"

Song Liaoye glanced at Wen Honglang with a sharp gaze, "Who did you just talk about?"

Song Liaoye knew who he was talking about, but he wanted to get it clear.

Wen Honglang met Prince Qi's extremely oppressive gaze and felt that Prince Qi was not as the outsiders said.

He bowed and saluted, neither humble nor arrogant, "Reporting to the prince, it is Shen Fanli, Miss Shen."

Song Liaoye gritted his teeth and said slowly, "Shen Fanli. Shen Miss."

Wen Honglang did not expect Prince Qi to have such an attitude, and felt a little confused.

Prince Qi's expression looked like he was trying to steal his wife, his face was frighteningly dark.

He was a little puzzled, but nodded, "It's Miss Shen."

Song Liaoye put the tip of his tongue against his teeth and sneered.

He stood up and walked to the middle, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, "Lord Wen came to Qi Wangfu today, but it's a bit difficult to leave the palace standing."

After he finished speaking, he walked up to Wen Honglang and started to move.

Wen Honglang looked at the pair of black boots that stopped in front of him and was about to ask what King Qi meant by his words. But before he could open his mouth, he was kicked in the leg.

King Qi was so powerful that with one kick he sent a tall man back several steps and crashed into the pillar behind him.

If it weren't for the pillar blocking him, Wen Honglang would have fallen to the ground.

He quickly spoke up to stop his actions, "Your Majesty!"

Song Liaoye acted as if he didn't hear anything and was about to kick someone again, but Wen Honglang dodged beside a pillar and Song Liaoye's move missed. Seeing that King Qi had no intention of stopping, Wen Honglang also hit King Qi's arm hard.

The shock made both of their arms feel numb.

Wen Honglang had only learned a little self-defense to prevent any unexpected situations while handling cases.

But of course he was no match for Qi Wang, a martial artist who had been on the battlefield. In the blink of an eye, Song Liaoye pulled the man, hit him in the abdomen with his elbow, and then threw him heavily to the ground.

Wen Honglang was knocked down before he could even react. He spoke with some difficulty, "...Your Majesty, what do you mean? I have offended you!"

When Song Liaoye heard this, he sneered, "She is my person. Tell me, should I teach you a lesson, you arrogant and shameless person?"

Wen Honglang's eyes gradually widened, and he seemed to not believe what he had just heard. Prince Qi said that Miss Shen was his.

No wonder he has such an attitude...

His Royal Highness Prince Qi looked up at the man who had difficulty standing up, turned back to his seat, took a sip of tea, and then said loudly, "Someone come."

Then two guards came in from the outer hall, lifted their robes and knelt on the ground, "What do you want, Your Majesty?"

Song Liaoye was still drinking tea, and said nonchalantly: "Take Lord Wen back to the mansion, go to the storehouse to get some plasters and banknotes, and take them with you as an apology for the injury."

"Also, tell Old Lady Wen to take good care of the people in the mansion. Not everyone can dare to covet them."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The two guards said in unison.

Song Liaoye drank the tea in the cup, then stood up and left.

......

Ming Kaiyuan.

Shen Fanli was no longer practicing calligraphy at this time.

After Song Liaoye's reminder, Shen Fanli became even more depressed when he saw the words that were similar to his handwriting.

So I just started making sachets.

When Song Liaoye came, Shen Fanli was embroidering a pattern and two maids were tidying up things on the desk.

Shen Fanli was the first to see a figure appear in the room.

She was about to stand up and salute, but Song Liaoye held her shoulders and stopped her from saluting. He asked calmly, "What are you doing?"

When Bier and Jing'er heard the sound, they immediately bowed and left the room, standing guard at the door.

Shen Fanli clenched her hands gently, then loosened them again, without any strangeness in her tone, "Your Highness, I am making a sachet."

Song Liaoye looked at the sachet in Shen Fanli's hand and asked casually, "Is it made for me?"

Of course, he knew that Shen Fanli must have made it for him, who else could she give it to?

Shen Fanli was stunned for a moment, "I didn't make it for anyone specifically, I just made it for fun when I was bored."

Song Liaoye thought she was just being stubborn and was trying to give him the sachet in a roundabout way. "Okay, this sachet will be mine."

If Shen Fanli heard what Song Liaoye was thinking, she would definitely not be able to laugh. Prince Qi was really shameless.

Song Liaoye fiddled with the various things on the table, picked up the thread to look at it, and then put it down again, saying, "Come to think of it, you haven't made a sachet for me this year?"

Shen Fanli responded in a low voice, and she also remembered that she did not make sachets this year. In previous years, she would make sachets for people.

Because he couldn't sleep well at night and had nightmares, Shen Fanli specially consulted a master who made incense, and later made some calming sachets for people so that they could sleep peacefully.

Since the end of last year, he gradually stopped waking up at night, and Shen Fanli rarely made sachets for others afterwards.

But he said, "It will be delivered to the prince tomorrow."

After hearing what Shen Fanli said, Song Liaoye's depressed and unhappy mood because of what Wen Honglang said gradually disappeared.

I didn't mention this to Shen Fanli either.

*

The next day.

Song Liaoye suddenly remembered that Shen Fanli said she would come to give him a sachet today, so he sent someone to bring some fruits and cakes.

He put some books that people liked to read aside so that people could read them directly when they came.

After thinking about it, he put the book he was reading on the top.

This way, someone can read to him.

Although he usually doesn't like watching those things, her voice is very nice.

Song Liaoye likes it.

After half an hour, Song Liaoye heard some noise coming from outside, as if the guard at the door was calling some girl.

Song Liaoye sat upright, she came.

The next second, a voice came, "Your Majesty, Miss Shen sent someone to send a sachet."

Song Liaoye didn't hear clearly, she just felt that the guards at the door really didn't know how to judge people. When they saw it was her, they didn't let her in directly, "Let her in."

Bi'er had just handed the sachet to the person at the door and was about to leave, but then she heard someone asking her to come in.

The door was opened. Song Liaoye looked at the person who came in. It was not the person he thought. He frowned and said, "Why is it you? Where is she? Did she say anything?"

"The young lady only gave the sachet to me and asked me to give it to the prince. She didn't say anything else," she shook her head.

Song Liaoye waved his hand and asked someone to bring the sachet over.

I picked up the sachet and looked at it carefully. It was still the same style and fragrance.

Smelling this scent, Song Liaoye felt refreshed.

Then he tied the sachet around his waist, thought for a moment, and put it back in his arms.