Rebirth: The First Daughter and the Ruthless Concubine

Some people are born as actors, just like Meng Junyao, whose mask on her face can change her expression anytime and anywhere.

Meng Wan was not in a hurry to expose it again. Anyway, this time it had already laid a lot in her father's heart. Meng Junyao, but when she was a little disturbed, she felt that Meng Wan, the sister, was harming her!

Such a lump will be a good paving stone for Meng Wan’s future behavior.

Prime Minister Meng said a few more words, and finally warned Meng Junyao to live a little further and leave. Meng Junyao also left. After the person left, Huanyan closed the door and then exhaled deeply.

He said: "Fortunately everything went well, I was scared to death."

The 'nothing' appearance made Meng Wan smile unconsciously, and she reached out and poked Huanyan's forehead: "Suli is brave enough to talk back to me. Now such a small thing is so scared like this. It's really nothing!"

"This is not a trivial matter, but if you are playing a show in front of the master, it will be a dead end!" Huanyan muttered in discontent, but suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Miss, I still don't understand something.

How could he imitate the handwriting of the third prince? He even imitated the master and didn’t even see the authenticity of the master.”

These words made Meng Wan slightly stunned.

How could she not imitate it?

Because she liked it, she remembered everything about him and even used his words to copy it. It took a year to practice it as his handwriting, but at that time, he had already put it into practice.

Meng Junyao married back to the palace.

At that time, she felt a pity that she had finally practiced the word "One Hand" but didn't have the chance to show it to him, and she didn't expect that one day it would be used for such a purpose.

Ha--It's really God's will to fool people!

She waved her hand, without saying much, but just ordered Huanyan to rest, returned to the inner room, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone to write a letter, tied it to the pigeon and watched her fly into the sky, her eyes

, it is particularly bright in the night.

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The next day, I woke up early in the morning and the sky was a little cloudy, as if it was a sign of the storm coming.

Such weather is not suitable for going out, but Meng Wan still left the palace early.

The second letter they left last night was for Huangfu Qian. The reason for asking him to meet was very simple. He was afraid that Huangfu Qian would accidentally miss her acting tricks, so before that, she had to follow her with her.

He is right for the right caliber.

The meeting place was at Shili Pavilion on the outskirts of the city. In order to avoid being followed, Meng Wan first walked around the city. After confirming that it was correct, she turned around and went to Shili Pavilion.

Huangfu Qian was already waiting there, and when he saw Meng Wan, he was very excited: "Miss, you are finally willing to see me. You have not replied to my letter these two days. I thought you hated me!"

Meng Wan hated his touch very much, so she avoided his hand without a trace, stood a few feet away, and smiled at him: "How could it be? How could I hate a person like the Third Prince? It's just

My second sister made her family uneasy, so she…”

"Are the second lady still uneasy?" Huangfu Qian frowned slightly when he heard this.

Meng Wan nodded: "But it's much better. I told her that you actually care about her very much. She also wrote some letters to ask about her condition so that she knows that you are caring about her and not intending to embarrass her.

She slowly enlightened her, and after waiting for a long time, she could figure it out."