Song Mo took a deep breath, only then did he suppress the anger that was rushing up in his heart, and said to Wei Tingyu calmly, "Let's get dressed first." He turned and left the inner room.

Wei Tingyu's mind went blank.

He got up in a panic to look for clothes, but he didn't know what he had been mixed up with, and he rolled out of bed.

It looks very wolfy.

But thinking of Song Mo's cold expression, no one could laugh.

Zhao Zimei's face turned pale with fright, grabbed Wei Tingyu, and begged tremblingly: "Master Hou, we, we don't have anything to ......." ”

If it weren't for him, how could he be in such a situation?

Wei Tingyu only felt that the face of the servant in front of him was terrifying, which made him nauseous.

He glared at Zhao Zibai fiercely, pushed Zhao Zimei away without thinking, put on his clothes indifferently, and walked out of the inner room.

Song Mo sat on the Taishi chair in the middle hall, drinking tea leisurely.

Gu Yu sat at the bottom of him, although he was holding a cup of tea, a pair of eyes looked at Song Mo for a while, and Wei Tingyu for a while, his face was full of curiosity.

Seeing Wei Tingyu come out, Song Mo pointed to the Taishi chair opposite Gu Yu, and said lightly, "Sit."

Wei Tingyu didn't dare to look at Song Mo, lowered his head, and sat down ashamedly and ashamedly.

Someone brought him a cup of tea.

The soup is green, fragrant, and is a good Biluo spring.

Wei Tingyu couldn't help but murmur, "Thank you."

The man replied respectfully, "Don't dare."

Wei Tingyu heard Song Mo call the man, "Chen He." Said: "You go and call the little maid who is close to the Hou Ye in." ”

Chen He was slightly stunned, responded respectfully, and retreated.

Wei Tingyu was taken aback.

Is this kind of thing still shouted so that everyone knows about it?

He couldn't help but blush and white for a while, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, and he was even more afraid of angering Song Mo's heart, making him feel uneasy.

Wei Tingyu's servant was soon called in.

Song Mo instructed Chen He: "You accompany him to the inner room to see if there is anything left behind by Master Hou." ”

Although I was afraid that someone would make a fuss about Wei Tingyu's things.

This is to clean up the aftermath for Wei Tingyu!

Gu Yu raised his eyebrows.

In the past, Brother Tianci was cold and indifferent to everyone, and would only help him and Tianen clean up the mess. He was stuck to his face with dead skin, and he almost lost his life, Tianen is the younger brother of Brother Tianci, why does this surnamed Wei make Brother Tianci so good to him?

He looked at Wei Tingyu's gaze flashed with a cold light, and his face no longer had the trouble of watching the show just now, but gradually became a little obscure.

Wei Tingyu didn't notice Gu Yu's abnormality.

He looked up at Song Mo in surprise and joy, and shouted, "Lord Shizi." I couldn't help but put myself in a subordinate position and used honorifics.

Song Mo almost crushed the teacup when he heard this.

Do you need such a nest?

It's just a servant, even if it's asleep?

Pack it up and you're done!

Such a ...... of sincere fear,

Dou Zhao, Dou Zhao...... How did you end up with such a person?

His heart ached.

Chen He and Wei Tingyu's little servant dragged Zhao Zimei out of the inner room.

"Lord Shizi." Chen He whispered, "Nothing has fallen." ”

The little guy looked at this formation, and more or less guessed the way, and his face was as frightened as earth, and he kept nodding his head in agreement with Chen He.

Zhao Zishu trembled and knelt in front of Song Mo, "Knock knock." "Keep kowtowing.

He didn't dare to say a word, let alone put the responsibility on Ji Yong.

Keep silent, this matter may be revealed as a storm, and he still has a life.

confessed to Ji Yong, and it evolved into a conspiracy and frame-up.

Don't say that although he doesn't know the young man in front of him, he is imposing in his gestures, and the young man who obviously defends the Marquis of Jining will not spare him, even Ji Yong, and he will not let him go either.

People like him sometimes know that it's wrong!

Song Mo didn't even look at Zhao Zibaht, stood up, and said to Wei Tingyu lightly: "Let's go!" ”

Everyone in the room was a little surprised.

That's the end of it?

No blame?

No questions?

No thunderball?

Just gone?

Wei Tingyu was a little dazed and at a loss.

Song Mo had already gotten up and walked out.

Gu Yu followed closely behind Song Mo without squinting.

Wei Tingyu breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and hurriedly followed out of the hall.

Zhao Zishu collapsed to the ground with a limp.

He would rather that the boy beat him and kick him, or at least his temper came out, and now that he had gone away without saying a word, what would be waiting for him?

Thinking of this, Zhao Zibah's heart moved.

Didn't Wang Qinghuai, the prince of Yan'an, rest with him yesterday?

Since the young man was brought by Gu Yu, Wang Qinghuai can answer Gu Yu even if he doesn't know him, right?

Now the only way to do this is to ask Wang Qinghuai to come forward.

He waited for Song Mo and the others to leave the hall, hurriedly stood up with the Taishi chair, and stumbled through the back door to the courtyard where Wang Qinghuai stayed.

Song Mo, who walked out of the hall, paused.

Under the lush locust tree, two teenagers stood.

One of them was richly dressed and rubbed his temples in a state of malaise. Although the other has unkempt hair, messy clothes, and a somewhat pale face due to hangover, he has a tall posture, a pair of eyes that are bright, and exudes a confident light, which is impossible to ignore, let alone dare to underestimate.

A trace of fierce needles flashed in Song Mo's eyes.

That tall young man, it should be Ji Jianming!

Only he has such a demeanor and temperament.

Ji Yong snorted coldly in his heart.

Song Mo, the prince of the British Princess.

The noble son who kills people without blinking an eye and is ferocious and brutal!

Even so, so what?

Dare to do something bad for him, so that he can't eat and walk around!

He looked directly into Song Mo's eyes.

Song Mo stood with his hands in his hands.

One stood under a tree, the other on the steps, standing still.

The sky has turned light purple.

The cheerful chirping of small birds came from the big locust tree.

The grass next to the steps hung with crystal clear dewdrops.

The fragrance of plants and trees floating in the air makes this midsummer morning feel extra fresh and peaceful.

Following behind Gu Yu, Wei Tingyu didn't expect Gu Yu to stop suddenly, he was caught off guard and almost hit Gu Yu's body.

"What's going on?" He looked up in confusion and saw Ji Yong under the tree and He Yu with his mouth wide open, which also broke the silence of the courtyard.

Ji Yong laughed when he heard this, and said, "The prince of England came to drag Jining Hou from Zhao Zimei's bed before dawn...... Are you here to catch the traitor? ”

A pair of eyes, but no smile at all

Song Mo's fingertips were slightly cold.

Calculated Wei Tingyu, it was really Ji Jianming!

He stared at Ji Yong, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I heard that Tanhualang and Jining Hou are Lang's uncles, but I didn't expect that Zhangtai would also bring Jining Hou, Tanhualang is really interested!" ”

Song Mo is sarcastically saying that he doesn't have the respect of his brother?

The corners of Ji Yong's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a bit of playfulness, turned around and picked a few young leaves, put them on the tip of his nose and sniffed.

On the one hand, I slandered in my heart: There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell for you to break into. Originally, I was just going to let Zhao Zishu give Wei Tingyu a broken sleeve and peach name, since you don't know whether you are alive or dead, then don't blame me for unceremoniously pulling you in, let you come to a 'Thousand Buddha Temple, fight for the wind and be jealous for Jining, okay!

On the one hand, he said: "How can it be compared to the heart and affection of the British prince to the Marquis of Jining!" I just don't know what happened to Zhao Zimei now? Don't let the Marquis of Jining hate the water and pass away, it's good to hold a grudge for life! ”

"Really?" Song Mo smiled, looked at He Yu from afar, and asked softly, "Gongzi He, what did you see?" ”

He Yu's face suddenly became a little ugly.

Whether it is close or far away, he should not hesitate to stand on Ji Yong's side.

But Ji Yong did this...... Not to mention the framing, Song Mo was also pulled in.

Who is Song Mo?

When the temper came, he even killed his own courtyard, and after killing, he neatly put the corpse in the middle of the courtyard, even his father was helpless, the emperor asked, and he had to cover up and conceal it"... Is it worth dragging someone like Song Mo into the water in order to vent his anger? Moreover, he vaguely felt that Ji Yong's behavior was a bit excessive, as if it was not just to vent his anger.

He Yu hesitated for a moment.

Gu Yu showed a sarcastic sneer on his lips, and said loudly: "I heard that Master Ji introduced the good friends of the Nanfeng Pavilion to his brother-in-law, I don't know what the old Confucian people in the Hanlin Academy will think if they know about it?" ”

Ji Yong looked at Gu Yu and said disdainfully: "Then it depends on who said this." ”

Mocking Gu Yu is not qualified.

Gu Yu was so angry that his forehead was bruised, but he also knew that this kind of occasion could not be solved by beating someone.

His hand clenched into a fist and then released, released and pinched into a fist, and after a few times, he felt that his heart was a little smoother, and he said with a smile: "Master Ji is reasonable, it really depends on who said it." If it were someone else, those adults would naturally be different, but if it was me, ......," he grinned, "My aunt told me two days ago that I should have less dealings with those children who only know how to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble in the future. Speaking of which, Master Ji and I drank in the Drunken Immortal Building together, and went to the Thousand Buddha Temple to listen to music together...... We're kind of acquaintances, right? ”

Ji Yong looked at the sky with infinite disdain.

In the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the smiling Song Mo.

His heart was awe-inspiring.

Why did he forget about this master, but he quarreled with Gu Yu?

That Gu Yu is just a clown who jumps off the beam next to Song Mo, he is generally knowledgeable with him, and he is not martial.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

There was a messy footstep approaching.

The eyes of the people followed the prestige.

Wang Qinghuai hurriedly walked over with two little guys looking like they

"Shizi," he first arched his hand towards Song Mo, and then saluted Ji Yong, "Master Ji," and then said, "It's all a misunderstanding." Zhao Zimei just saw that Tingyu was drunk and was afraid that he would catch a cold, so she helped Tingyu rest in her room, which was not as ...... as everyone thought, this was a misunderstanding! ”

Ji Yong sneered.

Song Mo smiled and returned the salute to Wang Qinghuai, and said: "Since it was a mistake, then we will say goodbye first, I invited the Marquis of Jining to walk his horse by the moat outside the Xuanwu Gate, who knew that he lost it...... That's when I found it. ”

Wang Qinghuai pretended to look at the sky and said with a smile: "The sun has not risen yet, and it is still too late for the prince to rush to Xuanwumen at this time." ”

"Borrow the words of the son." Song Mo and Wang Qinghuai exchanged two words of greeting, and Gu Yu took Wei Tingyu away.

Afterwards, Wang Qinghuai's personal entourage asked him: "Aren't you afraid of offending Master Ji?" ”

Wang Qinghuai smiled bitterly: "I offended Master Ji, I just had more smiles." But if Song Mo holds a grudge, who knows how he will deal with the Yan'an Marquis Mansion. ”