In the study of the palace, Song Weijun lazily shrunk in the rocking chair, swaying leisurely, the rattan chair under him followed the "crunch" sound, he closed his eyes, and his expression seemed to be very pleasant.

An Shijin stood behind the chair and twitched the corners of his mouth. stared at him twitchingly, and asked irritably, "What is the prince's plan?" ”

"Didn't you say that the matter of missing and injured people was suppressed? Presumably, the emperor doesn't know anything now, so he doesn't have to act for the time being. Song Weijun said indifferently.

"But if this matter is known to the emperor, our arrangements in the past few years may be ruined, and it will not be so easy to put people in the palace." Song Tianxuan persuaded.

"Old man Qin won't let the emperor know, unless he is crazy......" Speaking of this, Song Weijun was stunned, although Old Man Qin was good at protecting his life, he might not confess his granddaughter, but it didn't mean that he wouldn't sue the emperor that there were spies from the Green-clothed Gate in the palace to ask for merit, as for how to find out, just make up a reason. Reborn as an otherworldly god

"What if the emperor finds out for himself?" An Shijin didn't realize that Song Weijun's words were only half said, and he chattered about his guesses.

"Then he can't find out, right? I'll leave it to you. Song Weijun replied casually, his figure was still lazy and elegant, but the "creaking" chair was silent, showing a bit of preoccupation.

After a while, Song Weijun suddenly got up, his wide white clothes hung down, his back was as straight as a bamboo, he stretched his waist elegantly, and he changed his clothes from behind the screen.

"Where to go?"

"Lord Wang......" Song Tianxuan and Song Weijun thought of one place, and couldn't help but be a little worried, it is understandable that the woman was killed, but Prime Minister Qin is the head of a hundred officials, and it is not something that can be killed casually, this is a bit tricky. The fog is a dream

"Go to the Prime Minister's Mansion." Song Weijun tied up his long and scattered hair by himself, revealing a face contour that was close to perfection, and the blue diamond-shaped imprint under his right eye was very enchanting under the lamplight.

Qin You slept all afternoon, but in the evening she was full of energy, sitting on the steps of the eaves and listening to the lively insect chirping among the grass insects, her irritable heart quieted down, today she deliberately inquired with the little girl Ziyun about King Xian and King Wu, and the result was ...... One in heaven and one on the ground.

King Xian is worthy of his name, gentle and elegant, good in character, and is the object of many spring boudoir girls in the capital who are willing to marry, and has great prestige among the people, presumably this is the reason why the emperor is not worried about him.

And King Wu, the emperor's attitude towards King Wu's Mansion is actually well known to everyone, sooner or later he will be removed, who dares to marry, it is said that King Wu is weak and sickly, I am afraid that he will not live long without waiting for someone to clean himself up, and some people say that he has been disfigured, and that beautiful face is just a disguise technique, especially there is an ominous tear mole on his face. Super Immortal Cultivation Tour

The phase master approves the fate: a lifetime of flowing water, half a lifetime of fluttering, the so-called lone star into the fate.

I don't believe that the former princess who looked at him knew that she was pregnant with a child and was about to give birth, but the Oiran he brought back to the house was alive and dead.

Thinking of this, Qin You suddenly felt that her eyes were dark, and a white miserable face suddenly appeared in front of her out of thin air, no more than a finger away from the tip of her nose.

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