"Huh-" The coachman grabbed the reins, the carriage stopped at the gate of the Song Mansion, Youjian got off the car with his sword, and Song Ting followed closely and also came down.

"How much, uncle?" Song Ting asked the coachman.

"Guest officer, thirty wen." The coachman was an old man and replied respectfully.

"Thirty Wen?" Song Ting was surprised.

After listening to Song Ting's words, the old coachman saw that he was dressed in cloth, and he was not a rich man, so he thought he was too expensive, so he lowered his head and said: "Son, there are still old and young in the villain's family, and the villain is not easy to ......."

Song Ting directly gave him a tael of silver, and said softly: "Old man, take it and buy something delicious."

"This ...... Thank you, Childe! The old coachman took the money with some emotion and thanked Song Tingzuo.

"Well, let's go home early."

Entering the gate of the Song Mansion, Youjian kept pretending to be indifferent in front of him, and waited until Song Ting walked up to him, and then snorted coldly: "I can't imagine that you still have a little conscience."

Song Ting strode in front of her, worried about how to explain to Zhao Yuanzhen about "visiting a brothel", so he replied to her casually: "How can people have no conscience?"

"Yo~!" Youjian suddenly stopped, looked at him, and his tone suddenly became a little bitter: "Abandoning his newlywed wife to wander in a brothel is really worthy of 'conscience'!"

"It's not what you think......" Song Ting had a hard time arguing, and after saying this, he hurried to the inner courtyard.

As soon as he entered the inner courtyard, he saw Li Bo bending over, laboriously carrying a long ladder, moving in the direction of Beiyuan, Song Ting stopped him: "Uncle Li, it's so late, why are you going?"

Li Boying said: "Back to the second son's words, Mrs. Fang Cai said that the roof leaked, and it all leaked into the room...... At this time, the rain finally stopped, and the old slave went to the roof to see what was wrong and repaired it. ”

Song Ting took off the ladder in Li Bo's hand, carried it on his shoulder, and said, "Uncle Li, it's so late, you better go down and rest first!" It's never too late to see tomorrow. ”

Li Bo had no intention of leaving, and looked embarrassed: "What if it rains again tomorrow?"

Song Ting raised his head and looked at the sky, and said, "I have just watched the sky, and it will not rain tomorrow." Go and rest. ”

"Yes." Li Bo was willing to leave.

Song Ting came to Beiyuan with a lantern and a ladder on his shoulder, and the light in Zhao Yuanzhen's room was still on at this time, but there was more than one figure, two or three.

Under the west window, the silhouette reflected by candlelight is her. She seemed to be sitting at the front of her desk, writing something, a bouquet of rhododendrons mixed with peach blossoms was on her desk, and under the silhouette, her nose seemed to be very close to the shadow of the flower, as if she was writing and smelling the fragrance of the flower.

After setting up the ladder, Song Ting stepped on the crossbar for a few steps, and with some anxiety, he called out to the ghost sword that followed behind, asking her to help hold the ladder so that he would not fall down.

The ghost sword gave him a blank look, stretched out a finger, as if he hadn't used any force at all, and gently tapped it towards the ladder. Song Tinggang wanted to say a few words to her, but found that the ladder was as stable as a mountain, and no matter how he stepped on it or swayed, it would not shake.

This girl must have deep internal strength.

After Song Ting's belly cursed, he continued to step on the crossbar on the roof, he carried the lantern in his hand to investigate, and quickly found the cause of the leakage: it turned out that there was a tile in the northwest corner, which was broken by the camphor pear tree next to it, but because no one was at home in the house for a long time, it was found that it was raining today.

He took a few spare tiles from the ridge of the roof, replaced the broken tiles, considered the repair was completed, clapped his hands, and was ready to call it a day.

As soon as you look up, you can see the sky full of stars, the sky is blue, the whole starry sky seems to be vast, the whirlpool layers, straight to the Milky Way, magnificent. The more people look at it, the more obsessed they become, and it seems to have some kind of attraction and is breathtaking.

"What a beautiful ......" Under the starry sky, Song Ting simply sat on the ridge of the roof, took out the plum wine on his body, and enjoyed the night while drinking.

Song Ting thought about it for a while, looked at the night sky from afar, but didn't find that another person climbed up from the ladder, she carried her skirt, wore bent shoes, carefully stepped on the tile, tiptoed to Song Ting's side, pulled up the skirt, and sat carefully next to Song Ting.

"Xianggong, ......," the woman called softly.

Song Ting was staring at the sky from afar, and at the moment when he felt that his heart was going to be taken away by the Milky Way, suddenly a sound of "Xianggong, ......" sounded in his ears, pulling him back to reality from the distant Milky Way............

"Look, how beautiful the starry sky is......" Song Ting looked at the sky, his eyes slightly moist.

Zhao Yuanzhen's jade chin was slightly raised, the corners of her mouth showed a slight smile, and her eyes like autumn water also looked at the sky, and after a while, she sighed slightly: "It's really beautiful."

Song Ting retracted his eyes, glanced at Zhao Yuanzhen carefully, and said, "Just now Uncle Li said that there was a leak in your room, so I will come up and take a look." You climbed up too, but why? ”

Zhao Yuanzhen smiled lightly, pointed to the ladder, and said, "I just think it's fun, I haven't climbed the ladder since I was a child."

Song Ting took a sip of wine, lowered his head and picked up a piece of tile, and threw it at the camphor pear tree not far away: "The princess is afraid that she is in a hurry to ask the teacher for sin, right?"

Who knew that Zhao Yuanzhen just shook his head lightly, and said softly: "Xianggong doesn't have to blame himself, Xianggong has the difficulties of Xianggong, and the concubine also has the difficulties of the concubine...... If the prime minister goes, he will go, and it won't be a big deal......"

After a slight pause, she said again: "It's just that the concubine also has a word of persuasion, Xiaoman, she is lively, smart and clever, and in the future, the concubine is reluctant to marry her to another family......"

Speaking of this, she didn't say any more, because she found that Song Ting was looking at her, with strange eyes and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he wanted to laugh out loud.

Seeing that Zhao Yuanzhen didn't continue, Song Ting interjected: "Princess, you misunderstood. I went to Yunxiang Courtyard, not to find the girl......" I told her about today and Lu Bonian.

"Oh, I see." After listening to Song Ting's explanation, Zhao Yuanzhen seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and the expression on her face relaxed a little.

After Song Ting finished speaking, he lowered his head and was silent...... Just now, Zhao Yuanzhen suddenly talked about Xiaoman, and listened to the meaning of her words, she was preparing to give Xiaoman to him as a concubine.

Xiaoman is good, pretty, lively and cute, but what is Zhao Yuanzhen's plan? He couldn't figure it out.

But thinking about it carefully, it's no wonder that Zhao Yuanzhen never mentioned the matter of the round house, and he still looked down on him, so he wanted Xiao Man to replace the round house and extend the heirs for him.

In this way, Zhao Yuanzhen should have some reason why it was inconvenient to tell him, or because of something, he was disheartened...... In short, he must have been reluctant to marry him Song Ting. may have been together for such a period of time, she suddenly realized that his character was not bad, and she was afraid that he would be unrestrained outside with flowers and grass, so she wanted to use Xiaoman to tie his heart.

Zhao Yuanzhen, Zhao Yuanzhen, it's a good arrangement......

Thinking of this, Song Ting was inevitably disappointed, and said, "Princess, you don't have to be ...... like this"

Zhao Yuanzhen stood up quietly, pulled the brocade behind him, turned his back to Song Ting and said, "If you think Xiaoman can't do it, if you like something else, I am willing to fulfill your wish."

Song Ting could hear that when she said "other", she was referring to one of the three people, Snow Goose, Qingzhu, and Youjian.

Before Song Ting could speak, she continued: "If you want to marry a girl from another family as a concubine, I am also willing to give a dowry......

Hearing Zhao Yuanzhen say this, Song Ting couldn't speak, he only felt that his chest was tight, and there was a sudden bitterness in his heart, he poured a sip of wine, but it was difficult to swallow, and he spit it out uncontrollably.

When Zhao Yuanzhen heard the movement, she hurriedly turned around, but saw that Song Ting was already prostrate and pinching her throat, as if she was very uncomfortable, she hurriedly supported Song Ting, and asked in a panic: "Xianggong, do you ...... What happened to you? ”

Song Ting only felt dizzy and chest tightness for a while, and it took a while to come to his senses, and he smiled reluctantly: "I'm fine." You go on to talk ......"

"The concubine body knows that saying it directly like this will hurt the heart of the princess," Seeing that Song Ting was fine, Zhao Yuanzhen stood up and continued: "The concubine body really has no intention of extending the heir for the princess, the concubine body has already been disheartened, and she has no thoughts, she just wants to break the six roots as soon as possible and escape into the empty door." But since the concubine has been married to the father-in-law, she needs to fulfill her duties as a wife, and the concubine body cannot extend the heirs for the father-in-law, so the concubine body must at least find a woman to stay with the father-in-law, right? ”

Song Ting was completely speechless, he didn't expect that the princess in front of him might have a problem with frigidity or depression or something, otherwise why would she not have sex with someone after getting married, and still want to be a nun?

"If that's the case, why should the princess marry me?" In Song Ting's tone, he couldn't hide his sadness, bitterness, and even despair.

In the faint night, the lanterns are warm, and the beautiful scenery of the good day, Zhao Yuanzhen is standing facing Song Ting, her eyes are gloomy, her lips are squirming, she seems to be speechless, and her eyes show a little sadness.

After a long silence, Zhao Yuanzhen let out a heavy breath, stared at Song Ting with her eyes, and said with a solemn face: "Because I am a waste princess." I married you that day, but I was forced by the situation, and I couldn't help myself. ”

"What...... Waste Princess!? Song Ting's heart was already turbulent, but on the surface, he was immovable, and his joy and anger were invisible.

If Zhao Yuanzhen is really a waste princess, then everything makes sense. No wonder she keeps calling herself a "concubine" instead of a "palace", no wonder she doesn't bring retainers, no wonder she doesn't have a princess mansion, no wonder she doesn't even bring her relatives when she gets married, only four maids...... It turns out that she is just a waste princess.

Song Ting pondered for a moment before he sighed and asked softly, "Why is it abandoned?"

"Refuse to be friendly." Zhao Yuanzhen let out a long sigh, as if relieved.

"Refuse to be friendly?" Song Ting repeated these four words, but with a full stomach of questions, and immediately, he realized that Zhao Yuanzhen was unlikely to say this sad past, so he didn't ask why.

"More than that," Zhao Yuanzhen shook his head and said with a sneer: "After refusing to kiss, I was deposed of the title of princess and expelled from Beijing. As a matter of fact...... I've been a man for a long time. Only the four of them called me princess. ”

The "four of them" she said refers to her four personal maids: Snow Goose, Xiaoman, Qingzhu, and Youjian.

"So...... I'm not a colt, I'm just a concubine. Song Ting laughed bitterly at himself.

Zhao Yuanzhen nodded heavily.

Song Ting smiled and spread his hands: "No official is light, how good is this!"

Zhao Yuanzhen nodded lightly, and then laughed miserably: "But my father said that I will never step into the palace again!"

"What? Never be allowed to step into the palace again? How can there be such a ruthless father in the world! Song Ting was shocked, stood up and said indignantly.

When I looked at Zhao Yuanzhen again, I saw her raising her face and looking at the night sky in the sky, her eyebrows were frowning, and her face was full of melancholy......

Looking at the night sky, Song Ting sighed in his heart: Hey, tonight is destined to be a sad and sleepless night......