"Slave maid...... The slave is the queen...... Later. I don't know who is in this painting. The maid's eyes were slightly evasive, and her speech was staggered, and she looked like she was deliberately covering up.

Song's eyes sharpened: "Do you know who I am?" ”

"Slave maid...... The slave doesn't know. ”

The maidservant who followed the Song family turned cold, and stepped forward and said, "Be bold and slave!" This is the princess of Ling. The princess asked, but she didn't recruit from the truth! ”

Although the little maid is a slave of the Ningfu family, she is a lowly servant in the end, where has she ever seen this battle. She was so frightened that her body weakened, she fell to her knees with a pop, and hurriedly kowtowed and pleaded: "The princess spares her life!" The princess spares her life! ”

"Say! Do you know the person in the painting? Song looked at her condescendingly.

The little maid hung her head, her face turned pale, her lips twitched twice, and she said in a trembling voice: "Slave maid...... Slave ......"

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded behind itself: "Why is it difficult for the princess to be a little maidservant, if there is anything you want to ask, I will tell you below." ”

Song turned around in response and looked at the person who came: "It's so good, then it will bother Ning Xiaogongzi." ”

Ning Shisan glanced at the little maidservant, signaled her to fade, and then bent the peach blossom eyes, raised the handle of the fan in his hand and pointed at the person in the painting, "Don't be afraid of the princess's jokes, this woman is the person my third uncle admires, but it's a pity that the love is not long......"

When the Song family heard this, their eyes narrowed slightly, the third uncle of Ning Thirteen, the third master of Ning Mansion, the one who had been missing for more than ten years......

Love is not long......

It seems that this person is afraid that it is not as simple as disappearing.

"The princess cares so much about this woman, but old acquaintance?" Ning Shisan's tone was lazy, as if he had no intention of asking.

Song Shi met his gaze and smiled faintly: "This kind of beauty, even if it is not an old acquaintance, it should be something that people should pay special attention to." ”

Seeing that the Song family deliberately avoided it, Ning Shisan didn't ask any more, and only nodded in agreement: "Naturally." ”

"It's been a long time since the concubine came out, and it's time to go back, thank you to Little Master Ning this time."

"Don't dare, princess, please." Ning Shisan leaned over slightly and sent her away.

At the moment when her back disappeared at the end of the path, Ning Shisan's originally clear eyes were as gloomy as ink in an instant.

He hurriedly left the bamboo hut and ordered the entourage behind him: "Go, keep an eye on the master." ”

"Yes."

Ning Shisan's footsteps paused slightly, and he advised: "Be careful, the prince of the Lingwang Mansion is not easy to mess with." ”

"The little one understands."

At this time, the woman above the Danqing was holding the horse's belly, throwing the horsewhip, and galloping on the official road to the Sifang City. The light veil on the fence fluttered in the wind, revealing her pointed jaw.

Finally, in the evening, at the post station outside the Sifang City, she saw Shen Qingchen sitting under the grass shed drinking tea.

When Shen Qingchen saw her, his hands shook in shock, he spilled the tea, stood up and pointed at her and shouted, "Why are you here?!" ”

Nan Wu glanced at him, turned over and dismounted, stretched out his hand to pour a cup for himself, and poured it down with a grunt before he spoke: "There was an accident halfway, and I got separated from the fleet." ”

Shen Qingchen's face sank, and he said in a low voice: "There is an ambush? ”

Nan Wu said "um", didn't say anything more, glanced around, and asked, "Where is Huarong?" ”

Shen Qingchen pointed to the stable at the back of the post station: "Hey the horses!" ”

When Nan Wu heard this, he glanced at him: "You have a good time, let a girl's family feed the horses, and hide here by yourself." ”

"Where is the girl's house now, eh, look!" As he spoke, he pointed to Hua Rong, who was walking away from afar, and continued in a small dress: "He is dressed in this costume, and it is strange not to feed the horses!" ”

At this moment, Hua Rong, who was approaching, saw the person in front of him, hurriedly ran over, and said in a low voice: "Master, why are you here?" ”

Without waiting for Nanwu to speak, Shen Qingchen pointed to the sky and said, "This is not the time to speak, there is still an hour before the curfew of Sifang City, we have to hurry up and enter the city!" ”

Nan Wu didn't ride a horse again, but got into the carriage with Shen Qingchen.

Hua Rong waved his whip, drove the carriage onto the official road, and galloped all the way towards Sifang City.

It was getting dark, and the last rays of the sun were hidden in the night.

In the brightly lit Lingwang Mansion, Song sat in the garden, and the glazed palace lamp reflected her slightly depressed face. The tea on the table has been cold for a long time because it has not moved for a long time. Next to the teacup, there was a yellowed scroll, and Song's complicated gaze was falling on it.

"Master, the prince is back." The handmaiden stepped forward softly, recalling her wandering thoughts.

When Song heard this, he commanded in a low voice, "Invite someone over." ”

"Yes."

Mu Huansheng has been entangled in official business for the past few days, and he has to deal with the small actions of his brother-in-law, which is quite tired.

Seeing his mother's face pale, he couldn't help but be a little worried: "Is there anything uncomfortable about the mother?" ”

Song shook his head and instructed the servants waiting on the side, "You guys go down first." ”

"Yes."

Seeing that the maid retreated far away, the Song family spoke again: "Today, the mother concubine went to Ningfu, and I saw a pair of danqing there. ”

Mu Huansheng was a little puzzled: "Danqing? ”

"Yes, a pair of Danqing painted by the third master of the Ning family." Song looked at him and said word by word.

"But what's different about Danqing?"

Song nodded, and after a while, he said, "That Danqing painted that aunt." ”

There is only one person who can make the Song family an aunt, and that is Nanwu.

Mu Huansheng was dumbfounded for a moment, and was silent for a moment before he spoke again: "What does the concubine mean is that Ning Sanye and his aunt are old acquaintances?" ”

Song shook his head and sighed leisurely: "I'm afraid it's not just the old knowledge. The little son of the Ning family said that the person above Danqing is Ning Sanye's sweetheart. ”

Although Mu Huansheng's face was not obvious, his eyes revealed two points of shock.

But Song's words were not finished, she handed him the scroll on the table: "That's not all, the mother concubine has always felt that the prince of Dongyi was familiar with it before, but today I thought about it, he and the Ning family are like nine points." ”

Mu Huansheng took the scroll and slowly pulled it to look at it, only to see a face painted on it that was exactly the same as Lu Yanli's, but under those eyes, there was one more tear mole than him.

"This scroll ......"

Seeing that he wanted to speak and stopped, Song explained: "This is what your grandfather collected for me when my mother got married, and it has been kept in the dowry box with those lonely books. ”

Mu Huansheng carefully put away the scroll and handed it back to the Song family: "I hope that the mother concubine will lock it back, and I will never let people see it again." ”

Song nodded, frowned, and said with some concern: "You said before that the sage wants his aunt to enter the palace. This Ningfu ...... It's always uneasy......"

"The concubine doesn't have to worry, since my aunt is willing to come, she must have made all the preparations. The wind is blowing, the mother should rest earlier, and the sons will retire first. Mu Huansheng smiled at her comfortingly and helped her into the house.

But as soon as the door in front of him closed, his eyes, which were originally smiling, suddenly dimmed.