Chapter Seventy-Seven: Forever Your Minister
"Huai Jin? Are you Song Huaijin? ”
The woman who had just talked to Song Huaijin suddenly became excited, covered her mouth with her hands and let out a long "wow", and her eyes flashed with disbelief: "I actually talked to Song Huaijin!" ”
Dusty women have always been not confined to the world, and most of them like mavericks who challenge authority.
And Song Huaijin is exactly this person.
The women in the surrounding circle instantly stared at Song Huaijin like an idol, for fear of taking a look less than others.
There was even a woman who came over, stretched out her hand to put her hand on Song Huaijin's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Mr. Huaijin, can you not simply like men when you are looking for a partner?" Do you think I can do it? I'm no worse than them! ”
"Go, go, leave her alone." Another woman said: "Mr. Huaijin, don't go to the court, how about I go out every day to pick up rags and raise you?" ”
Song Huaijin was a little confused, he didn't expect that he was quite popular, so he smiled dryly and said, "Everyone lift love." ”
Then he continued with a demeanor: "Your Highness the Nine, the carriages and horses have been prepared, please enter the palace with your ministers!" ”
"Good, good!" The Nine Emperors nodded in agreement, for fear that Song Huaijin would not be able to see it.
However, Lan Xiang still hugged his thighs, and had the posture of "don't think about leaving until today's business is over".
The Nine Emperor Princes resisted the urge to scold and looked at Song Huaijin with his eyes and grievances.
Song Huaijin understood his gaze, walked over and squatted beside Lan Xiang casually, stretched out his hand to hook Lan Xiang's frozen red face, and smiled gently:
"Well, this face is good, don't cry, it's good to be frostbitten."
"Ahhh A woman glared at Lan Xiang reluctantly: "I also want Mr. Huai Jin to smile so gently at me!" ”
"Huai Jin is so good-looking, that posture, that bearing, why am I not a man, woo woo..."
"Mr. Huai Jin, pinch my face, I'll cry to you too!"
However, in the next moment, everyone's jealousy disappeared in an instant.
I saw Song Huaijin pinching Lan Xiang's arm and removing her hand from the thigh of the Nine Emperor Princes.
Lan Xiang's face changed suddenly, and she couldn't help but gasp for breath in pain, but in the cold weather, a thin layer of sweat was forced out of her forehead.
Song Huaijin snorted coldly and pushed her to the ground, her eyes covered by long eyelashes were indistinguishable from anger, and she said in a deep voice:
"This girl, the acting is almost enough, or do you really think that if you take off your clothes and lie next to the Nine Emperor Prince for a night, you can frame him for touching you?"
"I'm not being framed!" Lan Xiang's tears swelled wildly, and her face was red from the cold with an indescribable grievance: "I'm really... It's true... It's the first time! ”
"Oh? Is it? Song Huaijin stretched out his hand to untie the cloak on his body, put it on the shoulders of the shivering Nine Emperor Princes, and continued:
"I remember once treating the Nine Emperors and finding that he had a very visible birthmark on his chest.
What shape, what color, what style is the birthmark?
As long as you say it, I will support you, even if the Nine Emperors don't accept you, I will bring you back to the Nine Kings Mansion of Anling! ”
"Huaijin, this..." The Nine Emperor Princes were just about to speak, but their hands were pinched hard by Song Huaijin.
Receiving the hint, the Nine Emperor Princes immediately silenced and stood obediently in place.
He didn't know what Song Huaijin was going to do. Do you really plan to bring this orchid back to Anling? Moreover, he doesn't have any birthmarks on him!
"This..."Lan Xiang was nervous, her eyes shrank slightly, as if she was unwilling to meet Song Huaijin's eyes that saw through everything, and said vaguely: "I... I was so nervous that I couldn't see the shape. ”
"Oh, the size, the color, you should always see it clearly, right?" Song Huaijin spoke logically and aggressively: "Unless you are blind?" Or did His Highness the Ninth blow the lamp when he touched you? ”
"Yes!" Lan Xiang swallowed nervously, as if she had finally found a life-saving straw, and said in a panic: "When I was with His Royal Highness the Nine, I blew out the lamp." ”
"Really? That's right. Song Huaijin said: "Didn't His Royal Highness the Ninth get drunk while listening to your piano music?" Could it be that the lights in the lobby are still blowing? Or did you take him to another room? ”
"Went to... Went to another room. ”
"Full of nonsense!" Song Huaijin's voice suddenly rose. A kick in her heart.
Lan Xiang screamed, her body curled up in severe pain, and even breathing became difficult.
Song Huaijin said sharply: "You were obviously found in the lobby, and everyone else can testify!" ”
"yes!" The surrounding women quieted down and listened quietly to Song Huaijin's analysis: "We can testify, Lanxiang, you were found in the lobby!" ”
"What kind of crime is this for slandering the prince? Who exactly is it and how much benefit has it given you? Let you fight so hard for him? ”
"Not really!" Lan Xiang's tears surged out uncontrollably again, and the Eighth Prince did order her to do so, saying that as long as the Nine Emperors were dragged, not only would they give her money, but they would also let her go to the prince as a concubine, and once she flew on the branches and became a phoenix.
But she never imagined that the matter would be so serious after it was revealed, so serious that her life was not guaranteed.
"Mr. Huaijin." Lan Xiang struggled to get up from the ground desperately, and kept kowtowing to Song Huaijin:
"Mr. Huai Jin, I was wrong, I was obsessed with money for a while, I was wrong, and I asked Mr. Huai Jin to wrap around my life, around my life!"
"I don't have time to mess with you today, take it away." Song Huaijin gave an order, and a few of the accompanying family members pressed Lanxiang up.
Song Huaijin sent the Nine Emperor Princes into the carriage, and when he got into the carriage, he instructed the coachman: "Hurry to the palace as fast as possible." ”
"Yes." The coachman gave the order, and as soon as he raised his whip, the horse began to gallop.
It had been freezing outside for a long time, and as soon as he came into contact with the heating in the carriage, the Nine Emperor Princes immediately shivered, and then his body gradually warmed up, relaxed and leaned on the back of the chair, and said in a muffled voice:
"Huai Jin, thank you!"
"It should." Song Huaijin stretched out his hand and picked up the hand stove on the side and handed it to him: "Your Highness, you have the grace of knowing Huai Jin, and you trust Huai Jin so wholeheartedly, no matter where you are, you are your minister." ”
No matter where you are, you are his minister.
All of them, his ministers.
The tears that the Nine Emperor Princes had endured all night were finally squeezed out by this sentence, and two tears dripped on the hands that had not yet warmed up without warning:
"Huaijin, thank you. I have never kept a wise and affectionate counselor like you. The other strategists, they all dislike me for being useless, and I don't have the heart to take the heir. ”
"Where, His Highness is a very kind person, that's enough, better than all of them." Song Huaijin comforted softly, and reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes for him:
"Okay, come to the palace soon, if you cry again, you won't be able to keep the New Year with the emperor."
"Hmm!" The Nine Emperors nodded vigorously, tried to hold back their tears, and got out of the car with a smile as always.
The foreign ministers were not allowed to enter the palace without being summoned, and sent away the Nine Emperor Princes, and Song Huaijin simply sat in the carriage and waited for him to come back.
Thinking about the expression of the Eighth Prince when he saw the Nine Emperors appearing on time in the lively banquet hall, Song Huaijin felt very relieved.
When the New Year was about to pass, the long night was long, Song Huaijin simply leaned on the wall of the carriage and took a nap, and unconsciously fell asleep.
In a daze, she seemed to smell a strange fragrance, which smoked her three souls and seven spirits out of her body, tired and sleepy, and she couldn't open her eyes.
It's just the last moment of losing consciousness that I saw a familiar face.