The palace was given the surname Nanrong, and he gave himself the name of Spring Flower, and he said that in the darkest and most desperate time, he encountered a flower, which was as beautiful as a flower, blooming as unbridled and vigorous as a flower in spring, and gave him hope for life......"

After Bai Qingqing finished talking about this, everyone heard it and sighed.

The little civet cat still doesn't seem to be happy: "The old prince was poisoned and died?" Who poisoned it? What about the clothes that are alluring? ”

Bai Qingqing shook his head: "These are all things that no one knows. ”

Mo Shaozhi asked: "Then who was Nanrong Chunhua kidnapped?" Don't know? ”

Bai lightly lowered his eyes: "Qi Huan never mentioned that past, I knew that it was a very cruel time for him, so I didn't ask again." ”

Gao Lan sighed and said, "So this clothes are all over the city-Ao, my mother, the trace is gone......

Mo Shaozhi suddenly remembered something: "Have you ever seen Nan Rong Chunhua's uncle?" ”

Bai Qingqing shook his head: "No, he is a little mysterious, I have never seen him, that is, I heard Qi Huan talk about it a few times later." ”

Mo Shaozhi seems to be unwilling: "What is the surname of Nan Rongchunhua's mother?" ”

Bai lightly held his chin: "This...... I think about it, it seems, it's surnamed Su ......"

As soon as his words fell, it seemed to confirm the guess in Mo Shaozhi's heart: Could that Brother Su, the relationship between Brother Su and Nan Rong Chunhua be his mysterious uncle...... If his guess is correct, then this situation is huge! He can't let the few people in front of him fall into the whirlpool of this power struggle, so he can't say it, if he says it, he will naturally not stay out of the matter, he is involved, how can the blue civet cat and himself sit idly by?

Seeing that he was pondering for a long time, Bai said lightly: "Brother Mo, why are you asking this?" ”

Mo Shaozhi was a little stunned: "Ao, ask casually," and then changed the topic, "I'm wondering, will the person who killed the prince be the Su family, the palace is heavily guarded, and the person who can poison must be someone close to him, and you said before that the Su family resents his empathy and don't love, will this turn into hatred because of love?" ”

Gao Lan nodded: "Brother Mo, what you said makes sense, but later she hanged herself because of guilt." But doesn't she care about her son? ”

The little civet cat frowned: "Yes, I feel that Xiao Chunhua was so pitiful at that time." ”

Mo Shaozhi was stunned: "How does this experience remind me of a person......"

"Who?" Everyone said in unison.

Mo Shaozhi said: "Song Qiuye." ”

Seeing that they were all stunned, Mo Shaozhi continued: "You still remember that Song Qiuye said before that he had seen a person say something to him: weak and helpless, not worthy of pity, but you have to use such a cover to strengthen yourself." Maybe it's when others think I'm weak, but I'm actually getting stronger......

Thinking about it this time, people who can have this feeling...... Could that person be Nanrong Chunhua, because there is a strange experience, there will be an empathetic experience. ”

Shiro nodded lightly.

Gao Lan clasped his hands: "By the way, speaking of Uncle Xiao, I remember that the last time I met him in Nanrong Palace, he went to send a wedding card to Nanrong Chunhua." ”

Mo Shaozhi looked surprised: "Song Qiuye, he's going to marry?" When? ”

Gao Lan thought for a moment: "Well, I forgot about this for a while, so I didn't mention it to you, it seems like tomorrow." ”

The little civet cat said slyly: "Anyway, we are going to the Shuangsha Palace, we have to pass by Yuehua Villa, why don't we go and have a good time?" Have a happy drink? ”

Bai Qingqing said: "Of course! ”

Mo Shaozhi was a little absent-minded: Why did he suddenly marry......

Yuehua Villa~

"Lan'er, why are you here?" Song Qiuye turned out to be unexpectedly bleak.

"What, Uncle Xiao doesn't want me to come and ask for a cup of wine?" Seeing that he was a little surprised with an uneasy expression, Gao Lan raised his eyebrows and said.

Today, Gao Lan wore a robe with blue lines on a white background, elegant like blue and white porcelain, with high hair tied up, a folding fan in his hand, and he looked like a handsome boy from a distance. A pair of black boots wrapped tightly around the slender calves.

Song Qiuye looked a little dumbfounded......

Entering the door, Gao Lan followed Song Qiuye in front, and the other three followed.

Although today is the wedding of the head of the family, but Yuehua Villa is not as lively as imagined, it is just a banquet for the disciples in the door, and the little civet cat is a little strange: "It's the famous head of Yuehua Villa to marry, why is it so deserted?" ”

Bai Qingqing hugged his chest and said: "Maybe the head of Song is low-key." But thinking that it is so low-key, he will even send a wedding card to Nanrong Wangfu, which shows that the relationship is not ordinary. ”

Because he came early, it was not yet time to greet his relatives, so Song Qiuye just wore gray casual clothes.

"Master, it's time for a change of clothes." The next man came and urged.

Gao Lanhuan's face was full of anticipation: "Yes, yes, don't delay the hour, I've never seen Uncle Xiao wear bright clothes, and now I think it must have a different joyful charm." ”

The smile on her face was so cheerful, Song Qiuye saw it in her eyes, but the more she laughed from the heart, the more intense, the more painful her heart was, he could barely hold the sad expression on his face, and it was about to overflow.

Seeing this, Mo Shaozhi hurriedly said, "Master Song, about your mother's body, can you take a step to speak." ”

Song Qiuye seemed to be relieved, and said, "Okay, please come here." ”

Mo Shaozhi followed him to the backyard, Song Dongchun's other courtyard.

"Mo Gongzi is afraid that he doesn't want to talk about my mother's physical condition, hehe," Song Qiuye lowered his eyes slightly and smiled bitterly, "Thank you for breaking the siege just now." ”

"Master Song is really delicate," Mo Shaozhi paced with his hands in his hands, "Actually...... There are so many things you and I don't have to say, I understand everything. ”

Song Qiuye walked to his side: "Yes, they all know ......"

"Still, I do have something to ask you." Mo Shaozhi turned to look at him.

Song Qiuye said: "Young Master Mo, please ask." ”

Mo Shaozhi looked at him with blazing eyes: "Do you know Nanrong Chunhua?" The last time you parted, did he tell you what you said? ”

Song Qiuye smiled slightly and said, "I also said that I am delicate, what I said casually at the time, do you still remember...... Indeed, it's him! ”

Mo Shaozhi nodded: "Then this family affair is also related to him?" ……”

Song Qiuye breathed a long sigh of relief and did not refute.

Mo Shaozhi was a little surprised: "Then why do you want to let it go?" I know that the man is not the person you have in mind? Are you persecuted? ”

He thought, with the status of Yuehua Villa and Song Qiuye's strength, there was no need to let a prince who had no rights at all.

"Master Mo, I don't have to say much about the rest, Lan'er will leave it to you, I believe you can protect her and take her out of the capital, can you promise me?"