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

Chapter 142 The Maids in the Palace Are on Strike (12)

"How did you know that the king was here?"

Song Liaoye put his right hands behind his back, his eyes were dark and he looked at Shen Fanli expressionlessly.

Today, Song Liaoye was discussing important matters with his confidants in the study, and he had already instructed that no one was allowed to enter the yard.

Including outside the study, there were heavy guards guarding the area.

Song Liaoye was indeed somewhat unhappy and somewhat suspicious about Shen Fanli's coming here.

Being looked at by those deep and calm eyes can make one feel terrified.

Shen Fanli only looked into those black eyes for a moment, and felt a chill in his heart.

She lowered her eyes and whispered, "I overstepped my bounds. I shouldn't have asked about the prince's whereabouts and came here without permission."

She lowered her head, her facial expression restrained.

Shen Fanli has this kind of personality.

If you take ten steps, she will slowly take one step forward.

She is cautious and well-behaved.

But that was in front of other people.

Song Liaoye is different to her...

"Since the prince is fine, I am relieved. I will go back to the palace and not disturb the prince."

She bowed, keeping her head lowered.

Song Liaoye looked at her lowering her head for a few seconds, and just as Shen Fanli bowed and said she was leaving, he stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

Shen Fanli looked at the big hands that were tightly grasping her wrists, and she slowly pushed the hands away.

The force is neither light nor heavy.

Song Liaoye was afraid of hurting her, so he let go of her hand.

Watching the figure gradually disappear from sight.

Naturally, the guard who brought Shen Fanli into the yard was also punished.

Before Song Liaoye left, he said to the guard standing beside him: "You have tried to guess my intentions without permission. You will be punished later."

The guard bowed his head and accepted the punishment, "Yes, Your Majesty."

......

Shen Fanli did not return to the palace directly from Nanchengyuan.

There was nothing unusual on her face.

Jing'er was very far away just now, so naturally she didn't know what had just happened. When asking people to get on the carriage, Shen Fanli waved his hand and said he wanted to take a walk.

So several people followed her, and Jing'er followed her closely.

As she walked out of the street, a voice called her.

"Miss Shen."

Shen Fanli turned around and looked at the man for a few seconds before reacting and bowing, "Master Wen."

Seeing this, Wen Honglang also bowed and returned the greeting.

The person who came was Wen Honglang, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, who had met Shen Fanli several times.

"Miss Shen, you don't have to be so polite."

Then he asked, "Why didn't Miss Shen take the carriage but walked?"

As he spoke, he looked at the carriage following behind the two of them.

"With Lord Lao Wen's concern, I'm just taking a walk when I have nothing to do."

Wen Guanglang had always thought that Shen Fanli was a cousin or something like that in Prince Qi's mansion, and he never thought of her as a maid.

Her behavior, clothing materials, daily teachings from the nanny...she also knows a little about needlework, calligraphy and painting.

There was no trace of a maid.

She is completely no different from a daughter of a wealthy family.

Later, Shen Fanli realized it and told him that she was just a maid.

Wen Honglang was very surprised, but he only showed a hint of astonishment.

Every time we met afterwards, his attitude remained the same.

The two of them are more like gentlemen's friends.

Shen Fanli asked politely, "Is Lord Wen investigating a case or taking a day off today?"

"I happen to be on vacation today. I didn't expect to see Miss Shen. Why don't we go together?"

Shen Fanli nodded.

The conversation between the two was just right. They didn't ask too much questions. Wen Honglang mostly talked about the interesting things he encountered while handling the case. His home was in Jiangnan, so he also talked about the beautiful scenery and delicious food in Jiangnan.

Shen Fanli mostly listened quietly and would occasionally be amused.

When passing by a jewelry store, Wen Honglang stopped, and Shen Fanli also stopped.

There was some confusion in his eyes.

He said, "Miss Shen, wait a moment. I'll be back soon."

Wen Honglang walked into the store without waiting for anyone to nod. In less than a moment, he came out quickly with nothing in his hands.

"Miss Shen, I've been waiting for a long time."

Shen Fanli shook her head, "I didn't wait long, Master Wen came out right after he went in."

She didn't ask what they were doing there. After all, Wen Honglang was a man, and jewelry stores were mostly visited by women.

Shen Fanli is not interested in other people's private affairs.

The two men walked at a leisurely pace, but the palace was not far away.

When Shen Fanli reached the gate of the palace, he said to the people, "Thank you for seeing me off, Master Wen. I will let you taste the cakes I made some other day."

"But what kind of pastries have you made?" Wen Honglang chuckled.

"You will know in two days, my lord." Shen Fanli just smiled and said nothing.

"It just so happens that I have something for Miss Shen. I was planning to have someone deliver it to the palace today, but I didn't expect to come across it. So I'll give it to Miss Shen now."

Shen Fanli was a little surprised.

"No merit, no reward. Thank you for your kindness, but..."

She naturally didn't know that the thing Wen Honglang was talking about was picked up from the jewelry store he had just passed by.

"Miss Shen, please don't refuse. Just consider it as a thank you gift."

What Wen Honglang was talking about was the first time they met a year ago.

At that time, Wen Honglang forgot to bring money with him and was almost beaten out by someone as a freeloader while eating in the restaurant. Shen Fanli happened to help him pay the money and gave him some money, telling him to find a job and not to eat for free.

Later, after the two met, Shen Fanli found out that he was actually the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple.

That's how we met.

Talking about the past, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Shen Fanli also took the long box from his hand. The long box was still wrapped and it was impossible to tell what was inside.

In the box was a silver hairpin that Wen Honglang had previously custom-made at the store. The design of the hairpin was carefully drawn by him, and it took him half a month. When he came to pick up the hairpin, he unexpectedly met the person to whom he wanted to give it.

Wen Honglang just felt that today's weather was particularly bright and he was in a good mood.

He left with a smile in his eyes.

In sharp contrast to Wen Honglang is His Royal Highness Prince Qi.

His face was extremely dark at this moment.

There are two roads coming out of Nanchengyuan Street. Shen Fanli took one road, and Song Liaoye took the other.

When he was only a hundred meters away from Prince Qi's Mansion, he saw Shen Fanli and a man standing at the gate.

He saw that she had a smile on her face and the man gave her something.

And she actually accepted it.

Every time he wanted to give her gold and silver jewelry, he would always be rejected.

It turns out that I just didn't want to accept the things he gave me.

......

The next second after Shen Fanli stepped into the palace, his right hand was grabbed fiercely by someone.

She subconsciously tried to shake it off, but she couldn't.

At this time, he also looked back.

It really is King Qi.

Yes, besides him, who else in Prince Qi's mansion would dare to touch her.

"My Lord, let go."

Song Liaoye said nothing and pulled Shen Fanli towards the courtyard where he lived.

His steps were so fast and big that Shen Fanli had to jog to keep up with him.

When they arrived in the courtyard, Song Liaoye pulled the person into the side room and then let go of his hand.

Shen Fanli had been jogging to keep up with the others, so she was a little out of breath. Her chest was rising and falling, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose.

She glanced at her right hand which had just been held. Her wrist was already red and might turn into a bruise in a while.

Shen Fanli rubbed his wrist.

She looked up and asked him, "What are you doing, my lord?"

Song Liaoye was furious. Thinking of the scene where the two of them smiled at each other just now, he felt it was extremely irritating and wanted to beat the man to death.

Let him show his courtesy to Shen Fanli!