In the middle of the moon, a cool wind blows the curtain along the window, and the bell under the curtain sways gently, and the atmosphere is rare and quiet. With a smile on her face www.biquge.info but tears in her eyes, Mrs. Song took Song Chuyi into her arms, just like when she was six years old in fear, firmly took her into her arms and patted her back.

"Xiaoyi, you have to live a good life in the future." She pulled Song Chuyi away a little and stared at her eyes kindly: "Some words may not be listened to, and you can't listen to them now." But my grandmother still has to tell you. ”

It is getting farther and farther away from the days of the defeat of the previous life, and many memories in her mind have been blurred, and many times the inhuman torture she suffered in the previous life is like a dream, and she can't remember it clearly.

But there are many things that she dare not dare or forget, such as the cold eyebrows of her grandmother and father when she got married in the previous life, she was still and immersed in the love for Shen Qingrang, and she didn't think it was a big deal at all, she just felt that for Shen Qingrang, for the love she thought about, everything could be given up, and nothing mattered.

Later, she tossed and turned, and then she fell badly, and finally understood in the heat of the world that her grandmother's hatred at that time could not be made of steel.

She looked at the pile of silver tickets under the list, and her eyes were already full of tears.

Mrs. Song laughed: "Silly child, why are you crying?" What's there to cry about? She took a handkerchief and carefully wiped away Song Chuyi's tears: "I won't say anything more about what I said before." Your aunt, your mother's examples are all there, you are a smart child, they are not doing well, you don't want to learn. ”

"I know that His Royal Highness Taisun likes you and likes you very much." Mrs. Song sighed: "But the days ahead are still very long, and his identity is too special." Xiaoyi, you can't expect him to only like you. Maybe he only likes you now, but in the future, he will meet countless girls, and there will be countless people who want to send girls to him......"

Old Mrs. Song didn't want to pour Song Chuyi's cold water like this, but she understood too well what kind of person Song Chuyi was, she looked at Song Chuyi's tightly pursed lips, and slapped her hand ruthlessly: "Thinking about your mother, pinning all your joys, sorrows, and sorrows on one man is a very terrible thing." Your mother and your aunt are like this, so they can't live when their hopes are gone. ”

"Are they pitiful? Naturally it is pitiful. Mrs. Song's last sentence was categorical: "But if you want me to say, life is far from the point where you can't live without a man." Your mother and your aunt think they have been wronged greatly, but why don't they think about it, they still have children, they still have gray-haired parents? I only think of my own grievances, I can't think of how pitiful and helpless the lost children are, and I can't think of how desperate the parents of the white-haired people send the black-haired people, do you say that they are commendable for true love? No, I think it's stupid! Xiaoyi, you are a blessed man. ”

Since they are blessed people, they should not demand more.

Song Chuyi's hand holding the box trembled slightly, and he answered yes in half a sound.

After talking to Mrs. Song for half the night, Song Chuyi was a little in good spirits the next day.

Zhou Weizhao's eyes narrowed slightly, and she reached out to probe her forehead temperature, and she involuntarily took a step back.

Qing Zhuo was watching the two of them go out on errands------ Song Chuyi likes to eat crab roe crisp cooked by the shopkeeper of the accent shop the most, but he knows how to get along with the future princess, and he is not at all like Han Feng is a fool.

Song Chuyi accidentally stepped on him this retreat, he raised his head in amazement to look at his Royal Highness's face, and then at Song Chuyi's face, and quickly went out with a haha.

Han Feng was hit by him, and grabbed him angrily: "Where are you going in a hurry?!" ”

Qing Zhuo's eyes turned around, and he pulled Han Feng aside: "Sixth Miss is not very happy to look at it, I think I have to ask His Highness to coax her." If I am here, His Highness will definitely not be able to pull it down, so he will simply come out. ”

Oh, Han Feng glanced at him, and slowly avoided the side, His Royal Highness is indeed a thin-skinned person, so let's wait for him to coax Miss Song Liu before he goes in.

Zhou Weizhao's hand paused slightly, as if he didn't notice her avoidance, two dimples appeared on the side of his cheeks, and he sat down to pour a cup of tea for Song Chuyi: "Yesterday I went to see the imperial grandfather." ”

When it came to business, Song Chuyi's original absent-minded appearance immediately disappeared, replaced by obvious solemnity, she frowned and looked at him: "What did the Holy Lord tell you?" ”

"Uncle Gong's business." Zhou Weizhao stared at her closely: "Grandpa Huang told me that Uncle Gong Wang privately designed the Hou Shizi of Guangping to run by himself, and he also told me that now Lai Chenglong has secretly gone to investigate." ”

Emperor Jianzhang's dream of being a loving father was shattered, and it was Zhou Weizhao who got the benefits, he used to restrict Zhou Weizhao for King Gong and others, and for Dongping and Zhou Weiyun, but now King Gong slapped him in the face, he naturally won't take care of King Gong anymore, not only will he not take care of it, King Gong has now become his confidant----- counting up generations, the old Zhou family has never had such a thing, if King Gong really lives to rebel, then Emperor Jianzhang should be his father, is about to become the first emperor of the Great Zhou to be tricked by his son and ousted by his son. He couldn't afford to lose face.

Song Chuyi nodded, and smiled a little sarcastically: "Holy Saint." ”

"He has asked the king of Zhennan to take the servants of the ministry to replace the officials of Jindi, and he has also asked the king of Zhennan to take over his more than 59,000 guards." Zhou Weizhao was calm and composed, and when he saw Song Chuyi's brows stretched slightly, he followed closely: "No matter what he wants to do, with more than 50,000 guards, it is not enough to make a big deal." ”

Therefore, Emperor Jianzhang used King Gong to be robbed by robbers to talk about things, as long as he is alive, King Gong will never be able to justify his name, and it is natural for King Zhennan to take over the more than 50,000 guards.

Song Chuyi sighed: "I'm afraid that King Gong has other ways to retreat." ”

Otherwise, how did he come so boldly and break the boat?

She vaguely felt that King Gong's retreat was inseparable from Han Zhengqing, and couldn't help but remind Zhou Weizhao: "Actually, the matter of the Marquis of Jinxiang, maybe you can find an appropriate time to mention it to the saint." Everything is afraid of a case, Jinyiwei is naturally proper, and Lai Chenglong will naturally do his best if he is ordered by the saint, but it is still the cliché, what if King Gong really takes advantage of the loophole? ”