68. Chapter 68

It's just that as soon as she said this, she knew that she had made a mistake again, but looking at Aunt Song's calm appearance, she didn't seem to pay attention to what she had just said, and she didn't dare to make a lot of noise at the moment, so she hurriedly found another topic and diverted it.

Early the next morning, Aunt Song took her close old mother out of the city in a carriage and went to Song Jingxian's yard. When he entered the door, he told Song Jingxian the news he heard at Huayan yesterday.

Song Jingxian was not angry when she heard that Nalan Shu was mixed with the Oiran of Lichun Courtyard, but comforted her mother in turn, "Mother, do you believe these things too?" San Lang is the prince of the queen's mother, and he will be the emperor in the future. Even if he likes to mess with flowers, he will never contaminate those dusty women. What's more, Saburo is not a merciless person. ”

She was very confident in what she said before, but when she said the words "unkind", a picture of Nalan Shu scolding her viciously for Shen Yaoguang that day inexplicably appeared in front of her eyes, and her voice involuntarily lowered, only to feel a faint pain in her heart.

Aunt Song naturally understood her daughter, so she immediately pulled her over and asked her with concern if Nalan Shu really failed her.

Although Song Jingxian was sad in her heart, she didn't want her mother to worry, so she just said that she had nothing to do, so she turned around and said, "You just said that listen to Huayan's tone, Shen Yaoguang is not dead and wants to regret the marriage?" ”

Aunt Song nodded, "After hearing Hua Yan say that, I also paid attention to it, and guess what, I actually saw a small packet of medicinal powder in her small kitchen." I don't know what it is. But it's so hidden that if I hadn't been paying attention, I wouldn't have found it. Saying that, she took out a handkerchief from her arms and handed it to Song Jingxian, while saying: "I'm afraid of being discovered, so I only used my fingernails to take a little bit and hide it in this handkerchief, you know medical skills, you come and see what this thing is!" ”

It turned out that what Hua Yan said yesterday, Aunt Song listened to everything sincerely, but she didn't want Hua Yan to be suspicious, so she kept quiet.

Song Jingxian took the handkerchief and sniffed it, her face was happy, "This is poison!" ”

"Poison?" Aunt Song was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, and smiled, "I said that the stinky girl yesterday wanted to call me over, what did she say to learn to make walnut cheese with me, I was worried that I would not be able to eat it if I got married in the future, so I was planning to poison Prince Wen!" ”

The smile on Song Jingxian's face was particularly sweet, "Mother's walnut cheese can't even compare to the imperial dining room in the palace, that slut wants to poison Prince Wen, and you learned walnut cheese from your mother and offered it to naturally have the best chance." But she is bold enough, so she doesn't want to think about whether the emperor will let her go after Prince Wen dies? Maybe it will affect her whole family and have to be buried together. Sure enough, it's a stupid girl! The Shen family has some kindness to us, and we should also help a little, just so that Prince Nawen owes me a favor. Saying that, she whispered a few words in her mother's ear, and Aunt Song immediately understood her daughter's intentions, and took her mother away.

As soon as she walked on the front foot, Liu Er came in on the back foot.

Considering her mother's feelings before, Song Jingxian hid all the doubts in her heart, but now that her mother is gone, she also has something to say, "Liu Er, you go to the city to inquire and see who the red peony in Lichun Courtyard has been accompanying recently!" ”

She believed that Nalan Shu's vision would never look down on those vulgar fans, but women's minds were always very delicate, and they couldn't tolerate a little sand. So she couldn't help but ask Liu Er to inquire.