"Say it. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info," said Yuan Shanjia.

The fragrance in the room makes people drowsy and warm.

Qi Xueqing looked at Ran Qing, who had not gone out, and felt helpless, and was a little hesitant whether to say it or not, after all, the scope involved was a bit large, and it had already involved the battle for the throne.

Yuan Shanjia is not in a hurry, anyway, she was originally going to see the three princes, and the people who are really anxious are the three princes.

And if it seems too deliberate, it will fall into the inferiority, so that the three princes can take advantage of it.

Although I haven't met the Three Princes a few times, from the few times I've met, coupled with the news collected by Qingyutang, it seems that this Three Princes is definitely not simple.

It is not a simple matter to be able to take Yun Yuxiang's legacy forces into his own hands, and to persuade the queen and the forces behind her to help him.

Yuan Shanjia asked Ran Qing to add some tea to herself, and the steaming smoke made the room more hazy.

Sometimes the key to winning in psychological warfare is to see who can sit firmly and see who can sit still.

In the end, Qi Xueqing didn't sit still, after all, Yuan Shanjia was in a good position.

"Okay, then I'll get straight to the point. Nor do we beat around the bush and waste our time. Qi Xueqing looked helplessly at the twelve-year-old girl in front of her, feeling a little powerless.

"I was entrusted to bring you a letter, and she said it was your old friend."

Yuan Shanjia raised his eyebrows and did not interject, just showed a curious look appropriately, but it was more like a perfunctory.

Qi Xueqing didn't want to delay any longer, but considering some scruples, she left what she was going to say before and didn't say it.

She handed her heart to Yuan Shanjia, and then stopped talking and drank the honey water silently.

The letter was white, and there was a faint thought on it, and Yuan Shanjia carefully distinguished it, it was the fragrance of lotus flowers, but it was somewhat familiar.

Old friend? Yuan Shanjia's brows moved slightly, there are really not many people who can be called her old man. There are even fewer things that have anything to do with the three princes.

In the end, only one person was locked, Mei Fengmin.

When she looked at the comprehensive volume before, she found something that surprised her, that is, Mei Fengmin actually married the third prince as the princess.

Mei Fengmin's status may not be low, but in the Manchu Dynasty, there are many people who are taller than her. Why the third prince chose Mei Fengmin as the princess is really a surprising thing.

At this time, it was a critical time to fight for the throne, and he went to Mei Fengmin despite the opposition of others, and Yuan Shanjia really didn't know what to say.

The third prince was not a good bird before, and he hooked up with many ladies in Yundu, although they are all willing by you and me, but it is undeniable that he is a big scumbag.

If it is said that the prodigal son turned around and fell in love with Mei Fengmin, it is almost a miracle.

Yuan Shanjia thought as he took out the letter from the envelope.

The content of the letter is not much, first it is to greet her body, then to express her thoughts, very warm, and finally to meet in a secret place, the time is tonight.

Yuan Shanjia felt that there was some disobedience, this letter was really not like Feng Min's style, with Feng Min's style, he would not be so polite. The letter seemed to have been written to her by someone she didn't know very well.

Her eyes flickered, and a thought flashed through her mind.

What is Feng Min trying to convey?

Qi Xueqing saw that she had finished reading the letter, so she put down the cup in her hand, "What is Miss Yuan thinking about?" ”

"Since it was an invitation from the deceased, it was natural to go to the appointment." Yuan Shanjia pressed the letter under his hand and replied.

Qi Xueqing breathed a sigh of relief in her heart and agreed.

She didn't like these things, but the family had already taken a stand, if she didn't help, as soon as she launched her whole body, the Qi family would fall into the abyss because of her inaction.

"Now that Miss Yuan already knows, can you burn the letter?" Qi Xueqing said.

Yuan Shanjia nodded and handed the letter to Qi Xueqing, who threw it into the stove next to her, and in an instant only cigarette ash remained.

"I'll take my leave."

"Ran Qing, go to the hood room and call Miss Qi's maid." Yuan Shanjia nodded and commanded.

"Yes." Ran Qing didn't know what was written in the letter, but seeing Qi Xueqing's very solemn appearance, she couldn't help but worry about her own young lady.

She walked out of the door with a sad face, looking at the endless drizzle, frowning unconsciously.

Qi Xueqing got up and said goodbye.

The rain outside had not stopped, thin, like cow's hair, like fine needles, the books in the yard were a little greener, and the grass had regained a little vitality.

From a distance, the pavilions and pavilions are all in the smoke and rain, hazy, as if separated by a veil.

Qi Xueqing's maid strode out of the hood, still with the heating on her body, and as soon as she walked out, she couldn't help but shiver.

She saw Qi Xueqing standing under the eaves, and hurriedly put the cloak in her hand on her, "Miss, why don't you wait in the house first?" It's so cold outside, if you don't put on your cloak and catch a cold, Madame will be angry. ”

Qi Xueqing gathered her cloak, "It's okay, I just came out, and my body is still warm." ”

"It's such a conflict between warm and cold, that it's easy to get sick." The little maid is a little verbose and chattering.

Qi Xueqing glared at her helplessly, and then said to Yuan Shanjia: "Then I will leave." ”

Yuan Shanjia nodded, "Ran Qing, take a bag of dim sum and bring it to Miss Qi to eat on the road, you always have to make a full set of plays, don't you?" ”

Ran Qing nodded, walked into the house quickly, wrapped a bag of snacks, and handed it to Qi Xueqing's maid.

Qi Xueqing nodded, didn't say much, and walked into the rain.

Yuan Shanjia stood under the eaves and did not enter the house, but watched Qi Xueqing's figure gradually drift away in the silk rain.

"Miss." Ran Qing called out and pulled Yuan Shanjia back from his daze.

"Let's go inside, miss, the weather is suddenly getting cold, if you accidentally get sick, Ran Zhu will definitely kill the slave when she comes back." Ran Qing looked at Yuan Shanjia pitifully.

Yuan Shanjia smiled dumbly, "Ran Zhu won't be so violent." ”

Ran Qing pouted, "Who said that, you don't know that Ran Zhu is strict." Especially when it comes to you, Miss. When they first met before, it was because the slave and maid's etiquette was not up to par that Ran Zhu let the slave and maid practice for a full month before letting the slave and maid go. ”

Yuan Shanjia was surprised, no wonder she said that Ran Zhu's etiquette had improved a little, did it turn out that Ran Zhu gave special training?

"Okay, I'll just go in, and you don't have to use Ran Zhu as an excuse." Yuan Shanjia walked into the house, but he involuntarily turned his head to look, there was no one in the smoke and rain, only a few rough women under the eaves were cleaning in a similar manner.

The night is very quiet. It rained all day during the day, but there was no sign of stopping at night.

However, the moon does not seem to be affected, and it also appears in the rain, which sets off the hazy fog and rain even more beautifully.

The time when Mei Fengmin wrote the letter was the third watch in the middle of the night.

Yuan Shanjia wore a night suit with a cloak on the outside. The cloak is made of unknown beasts, and it does not get wet when it rains, and when it falls on it, it will slide down and not get wet.

"Is this it?" Yuan Shanjia looked at the door number and raised his eyebrows slightly.

(To be continued.) )