As the second son of the British Mansion, Song Junzhao entering and leaving the palace gate is as casual as visiting the back garden of his own house, even if the palace is treacherous now, it still does not affect Song Junzhao's vigorous pace. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Where's your lieutenant?" Song Junzhao grabbed a brocade guard and asked.

"It's in the Qianqing Palace." Being able to talk to the prince of the British Mansion, the guard who was questioned was dumbfounded, and after a moment, his face was full of red light, and his eyes lit up warmly to entertain Song Junzhao, "Second Master Song, do you want to wait here for a while?" "I rubbed the pine stool with my sleeve.

Song Junzhao's identity is held by people wherever he goes, and he doesn't take this overly enthusiastic Jinyiwei seriously. sat down and crossed Erlang's legs to pick up the tea handed over by the brocade guard.

"Yo, your tea is good!" Song Junzhao took a sip and exclaimed.

Originally, I just wanted to quench my thirst, and waited for Shen Yunqi by the way, but I didn't expect that there was really good tea here.

Hearing the praise, Jinyi Wei's heart was full of joy and he worked harder, "This tea is given by the emperor, and the little ones don't dare to drink it. ”

Song Junzhao frowned, what does it mean to honor me!

Am I seventy or eighty?

It's clear that you are more vicissitudes than me, how can you call it filial piety to me!

Song Junzhao was not happy, put down the teacup, and looked at this brocade guard with a cold gaze, "How old are you?" ”

Seeing that Song Erye's face changed, Jin Yiwei trembled, thinking in his heart, he didn't say the wrong thing, how could he offend a young master, and said with a smile: "Today Chinese New Year's Eve six." ”

I'm only twenty-six, okay!

Am I so old!

Song Junzhao's face was even worse.

Jin Yiwei was even more panicked, and was thinking about whether to kneel down for this young master who turned his face faster than turning a book, and Shen Yunqi came back.

Jin Yiwei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shen Yunqi!" Seeing Shen Yunqi coming in, Song Junzhao jumped up and walked over, "When are you going to take a break?" Without waiting for Shen Yunqi to answer, Song Junzhao said again: "I want to go to your house for dinner." The tone is obviously a bit stiff, but it feels very intimate.

Only someone who is very familiar with it would say such a thing so bluntly.

The Jinyi Guard, who was standing on the side, swooped his gaze on Shen Yunqi.

I didn't hear that the deputy commander-in-chief and the British government are so close!

Looking at Shen Yunqi's gaze, there was a little more admiration and awe.

They always discussed in private that the positions of Commander-in-Chief Wang and Deputy Commander Shen would have to fall sooner or later.

It seems that sooner or later, sooner rather than later.

Song Junzhao looked at Shen Yunqi with sparkling eyes, for fear that he would not agree. I knew that I would say it in a place where there was no one, even if Shen Yunqi refused, it would not be a loss of face.

Glancing at the Jinyi guard standing next to him, Song Junzhao regretted it in his heart.

Ever since learning about Linglong's life experience, Shen Yunqi has been worried about the British government's attitude towards Linglong.

Although it is her own daughter and sister-in-law, after all, she has not seen her for more than ten years, and the most fickle thing in this world is the human heart, Shen Yunqi doesn't know that they still have some feelings for Linglong.

If the relationship is as light as water, Shen Yunqi will definitely stop Linglong from recognizing her relatives.

He was afraid that she would be sad.

Now seeing Song Junzhao like this, Shen Yunqi is a little relieved.

He and Song Junzhao are not familiar with each other, but Song Junzhao's attitude is clearly full of confidence and a little cautious.

is full of confidence, and he regards himself as a relative.

He was so cautious because he was afraid that he would not agree.

Shen Yunqi smiled: "I will rest in three days." ”

Song Junzhao was immediately disappointed.

If it weren't for the delicate situation in the palace now, he would definitely let Shen Yunqi ask for leave.

But now that the emperor is seriously ill, the prince is sick, and the queen is ill again, Concubine Shu is in charge of the harem, and King Yan is in charge of the palace order, how dare Song Junzhao let Shen Yunqi, who is the deputy commander of Jinyiwei, ask for leave.

Seeing the disappointment in Song Junzhao's eyes, Shen Yunqi was even more sure in his heart, at least Linglong's second brother cared about her, so he invited Song Junzhao: "You might as well have a few drinks here at noon today, I still have this time, it just so happened that a few days ago they beat roe deer, and we ate roasted roe deer." ”

Song Junzhao's eyes flashed, although he couldn't see his sister, it was not bad to be able to say a few words to Shen Yunchi, "Okay!" He immediately agreed.

He had to ask Shen Yunqi about his sister.

Over the years, I don't know if my sister's eating preferences have changed.

He remembers that when his sister was a child, she loved to eat hibiscus fried eggs and stir-fried shrimp.

Now, it is the season when hibiscus flowers are in full bloom.

Also, take the opportunity to knock Shen Yunqi and warn him not to bully Nannan, otherwise, he will never be spared!

Also, roast roe deer...... It seems like it's been a long time since I've eaten it.

Chickens and dogs tossing in the garden in the morning, Wang Jingxue now seems to be lying in the house with a pig's head, it is estimated that she can't go out for ten days and half a month, she can't toss Wang Jingxue, Linglong is lazy and lazy leaning on a pine flower pillow, is weaving and playing, she plans to weave a cross plum blossom knot for Shen Yunqi.

Ruru kept turning over and over, muttering in his mouth, but no one could understand it. Only Sister Xi is happy to have a dialogue with Ruru.

"Did you send a message to Boryeong Houfu?" Linglong asked Ziyue.

"Send it over, presumably Mrs. Bao Ning Hou has heard about it now, the slave maid thought, in just a few quarters of an hour, Mrs. Bao Ning Hou will come over." The Purple Moon Gang Ruru picked up a small ball made of bamboo and threw it over.

Ruru caught the ball, giggled and threw the ball to Ziyue.

"You don't have to bring it to me when you come, just send it directly to Aunt Wang." Linglong commanded.

Mrs. Bao Ning Hou has always been thinking about the marriage of Wang Jingxue and Jining Hou Shizi, this time I saw her daughter's head swollen like a pig's head, and she loved her daughter very much, so it was strange that Mrs. Bao Ning Hou did not mention it again.

What Linglong wants is Mrs. Bao Ninghou's bitter heart.

Otherwise, how could Wang Jingxue empathize with other lovers.

"Yes." Ziyue promised, and threw the ball to Ruru again.

"Grandma, the little golden pig you let you beat has been sent back." Zhaoying happily came in with an ebony hollow gilt box.

When Linglong heard that the little golden pig was back, she stopped fighting, got up and sat up, "Bring it over and I'll take a look." ”

This box of cute little golden pigs is a meeting gift from Linglong to several nephews. The silly little pig will be loved by children.

Exquisitely embroidered purses with pebble patterns, each containing two small golden pigs and a few golden nudes. It's not so precious, it's better than the heart.

"Grandma, Wang's mansion sent a post over." Cherry came in with a fuchsia post scented of jasmine.

Linglong took it and slowly unfolded it.

Wang Huaihai's wife, Shan, will hold a banquet in the mansion the day after tomorrow and invite her over for a small gathering.

Ziyue brought the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and Linglong wrote a reply to Shan on the kang table. (To be continued.) )