Half an hour later, Mu Qing came back with chicken porridge and some hors d'oeuvres.

Luo Wushuang devoured this bowl of chicken porridge, and after eating, he didn't forget to lick his lips and praise:

"I really miss it, Wushuang also had an old man who cooked this chicken porridge extremely well."

"Childe praises falsely, Mu Qing's craftsmanship is not good."

Mu Qing looked at Luo Wushuang with a look of nostalgia, and subconsciously asked:

"Which of Childe's deceased people is worthy of Childe's nostalgia so much?"

Luo Wushuang didn't answer, but instead stayed on Mu Qing's face, and Mu Qing was stared at a little unnaturally.

"What is on Mu Qing's face?"

After Luo Wushuang heard this, he looked away and said:

"Mu Qing wants to know which old man it is?"

"Do you really want to know?"

Mu Qing saw that today's Luo Wushuang was unusual, and she kept beating the drum in her heart.

Just as he was about to speak, Luo Wushuang suddenly shook his head with a smile and said:

"It's better not to mention Wushuang's deceased, it's better to talk to Wushuang about Princess Jing."

Mu Qing knew that in the end, she still couldn't escape the topic of Gusu ink dyeing.

It's just that he calmed down at the moment and said methodically:

"Yes."

"Princess Jing doesn't know where she heard about Mu Qing."

"Maybe Mu Qing is still not cautious enough, so"

Mu Qing's voice became smaller and smaller, and she seemed to be a little lacking in confidence.

Luo Wushuang waved his hand without mind:

"It's not your fault, who doesn't know that this Fengyue place in Shengjing is a good place to explore secrets."

"And this Piaopiao Building has become famous for nearly half a year."

"It's not unusual for Princess Jing to find you."

"It's just that Wushuang is curious, why Princess Jing asked you to inquire about the old things of 'many years ago'."

"Mu Qing doesn't know what Princess Jing means, when she heard that Princess Jing was still the lord of Gusu, she was with this Miss Song Si"

"It's Sister Jinlan."

Luo Wushuang added without raising his head.

"Childe knows?"

Luo Wushuang didn't speak, just raised the teacup on the table and put it under his nose to taste the fragrance.

Under the heat, Luo Wushuang's expression was blurred, and his eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly.

If it weren't for the fact that this scene was wrong, even Mu Qing would have thought that Luo Wushuang Xu was crying for what kind of sad thing.

"These two people were originally Shengjing Shuangshu, one was called Shengshi Furong and the other was called Qingli Kapok."

"As the saying goes, the flowers bloom and bloom, and each leads the way."

"Until that time a few years ago, the Song Mansion was convicted and beheaded all over the house"

"Maybe Princess Jing is using her own way to pay tribute to the old man, after all, the relationship between the two has been extraordinary since they were young."

Luo Wushuang put down the teacup, lowered his eyes slightly, and said:

"If you want to pay tribute to the old people, why don't you put a few pillars of incense in front of Song Si's grave, but look for Song Si's maid?"

"I don't know if this Mu Qing may be Miss Song Si's maid who knows the inside story of the year."

"Miss Song Si died unexplained back then, but if Mu Qing stood in the position of Princess Jing, she would also want to find out the truth."

"Yes, if Princess Jing is as good as this Song Si, why didn't she use a little bit of strength to help the Song Mansion back then?"

"Back then, the Song Mansion was accused of collaborating with the enemy and treason, how dare a small county lord with a different surname"

"You are wrong, the power of the Gusu family is comparable to that of Prime Minister Song Cheng's mansion."

"The emperor supported the two families and checked and balanced each other."

"If the Gusu family could fight for the Song family to appeal and face the saint at that time, the Song family might still have a chance to die."

"At least not all of them."

"But the county lord is raised in the deep palace, and he has been timid and afraid of things since he was a child."

Luo Wushuang shook his head again and said:

"Gusu has been calm and calm since he was a child, and he has an idea when he encounters problems."

"What Gongzi means is that Princess Jing was instructed by the prince of Gusu back then"

"Deliberately watching her sister Jinlan die?"

After hearing this, Luo Wushuang couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What is Mu Qing speculating?"

"Wushuang means that even if Princess Jing was instructed by the old prince of Gusu back then, she was not allowed to rescue the Song Mansion."

"But since Song Si's death, Princess Jing has not taken pity on the descendants of the Song Mansion."

"If it's really as Mu Qing said, Princess Jing wants to pay tribute to the old people, why didn't she use a little effort to find a slightly better place of exile for the descendants of the Song Mansion many years ago?"

"Or if you feel really guilty, you can also take Baojin by your side."

"A county lord, this won't be embarrassing, right?"

"What's even more weird is that after many years, go to find Song Si's personal maid Baojin?"

"Wushuang really can't figure this out."

Mu Qing originally wanted to fool the past with half-truths, but she didn't expect Luo Wushuang to analyze it, as if she had experienced it herself.

"Childe is right, it seems that Shengjing Shuangshu was probably just a vain name back then."

After Mu Qing finished speaking, she quietly glanced at Luo Wushuang's face from the corner of her eye.

Although Luo Wushuang looks young, he is obviously very interested in this 'Shengjing Shuangshu' in various performances, but he is very clear about what happened back then.

found that Luo Wushuang was unmoved, and gradually let go of the doubts in his heart.

"Whether it's in vain or not, Wushuang doesn't know."

"Mu Qing must be curious to know, why is Wushuang so interested in this Shengjing Shuangshu, right?"

"Mu Qing doesn't dare."

"Jiangnan is a good show, I heard it from that play."

Mu Qing thought about it, Luo Wushuang is a person from Jiangnan, and there are the most of these dramas in Jiangnan.

Among them, the most is the sorrow and joy of the **** that the love is dead and alive.

Moreover, according to the first time he saw Luo Wushuang, he saw it in Hualou.

Luo Wushuang's generosity and arrogance are very in line with the image of a prodigal gentleman.

Presumably when listening to the drama, he substituted himself into the role, but Mu Qing couldn't tell who Luo Wushuang had substituted himself into.

"What kind of drama does Childe like to listen to, Mu Qing drove Ming'er to the Hui Opera Troupe to invite someone to help Childe."

"It's not necessary, there are some plays that you don't want to listen to anymore after listening to them once."

"It's heart-wrenching."

Luo Wushuang made a helpless look and kept rubbing his temples.

"I don't know who is in the drama to provoke the son's mentality, which makes Mu Qing envious."

Luo Wushuang was in a good mood, and was willing to joke with Mu Qing:

"Then Mu Qing might as well guess, right?"

"Mu Qing doesn't know Jiangnan's drama"

"When it comes to the reverse case of the year, what are the characters, Mu Qing should be able to guess it?"

"Could it be that Miss Song Si died tragically in the suburbs?"

Luo Wushuang shook his head.

"The affectionate King Jing?"

Luo Wushuang shook his head.

"It's really hard for Mu Qing."

Luo Wushuang smiled desolately, and finally did not reveal the mystery, and changed the topic:

"Mu Qing has eyebrows now?"

"If you go back to Gongzi, after many years, Mu Qing" (to be continued.) )