Song Qiuye grabbed Gao Lan: "Lan'er, if anyone bullies you, you must remember to tell Uncle Xiao." ”

Gao Lan flickered, blinked and smiled for a while: "Don't worry, Uncle Xiao, with Brother Mo here, no one dares to bully me, not to mention Bai Qingqing." ”

Song Qiuye turned to Mo Shaozhi and said coldly: "Then there will be Prince Lao Mo to take good care of Lan'er for me." ”

Mo Shaozhi replied with a faint sneer.

Seeing Gao Lan on the road, Song Qiuye was also about to get on the horse, but was suddenly stopped by a person.

Shisu took him to the prince of Nanrong.

Song Qiuye saw the person sitting there with his eyes slightly closed, and said, "Meet the prince of Nanrong, I didn't know that you were the prince when I saw you that day." ”

Nanrong Chunhua slowly opened her eyes and helped him up: "Master Song still calls me Gongzi, Gongzi Zhao." ”

Song Qiuye said: "Qiuye also wants to thank the king of the year, Zhao Gongzi, for his order, so that Qiuye can do what he is today." ”

Nan Rong Chunhua took a few steps: "I hope that the head of Song can work together with the other three factions to jointly support justice in the rivers and lakes." ”

Song Qiuye said: "In the future, I will definitely live up to the cultivation of my son." After speaking, he got up, "How could Childe be in this Qiule Town." ”

Nanrong Chunhua took a sip of tea, and after a while, she said: "Presumably, you also know what happened to the Cui family, I originally wanted to fight for the general Zhennan Wang, but as a result, the good thing was disturbed...... Now that this crossbow camp has fallen into the hands of someone else, alas, I am blind to my plans. ”

"Disturbed?" Song Qiuye thought about it slightly, and said with some hesitation: "Could it be that someone is secretly manipulating all this?" ”

Nan Rong Chunhua picked up the teacup, scraped the tea leaves, shook her head and said: "If it were me, I would be like this, find someone to help the trouble, send that girl into the tiger's mouth, and then lead that Bai Qingqing to rescue, Zhong Ling just happened to send a congratulatory gift to the Cui family, where could he see that his sweetheart was in prison...... It's all so wonderful. ”

Song Qiuye's eyes drooped slightly: "It turns out that Gao Lan's sister is so innocently involved!" ”

Nan Rongchunhua raised her eyes: "This is a conspiracy, there is nothing innocent." ”

Song Qiuye was a little stunned, and he was stunned for a while: "I just hope that the prince will plan, but don't involve Gao Lan, she is my sister's only apprentice, I have to protect her." ”

Nan Rong Chunhua smiled: It seems to have touched his weakness.

After a while, he said quietly: "Why not be involved?" Isn't he involved in your father's business? If I hadn't sent someone to set up a situation, then how could Song Shaoci be defeated. ”

"It turned out that it was really arranged by Childe...... Childe is really a good strategy! Song Qiuye complimented him insincerely.

Nanrong Chunhua put down the teacup and turned her head to look at the shiso on the side: "Gao Lan? The son who robbed me of folding fans, robbed me of Murong Peony, and played the piano in my house? I met a few times, and it seems that it is a person who is destined. ”

Shiso nodded.

When Song Qiuye heard this, he immediately panicked: he didn't expect Lan'er to have so much to do with this Nanrong prince, and his heart suddenly twitched.

Nan Rong Chunhua seemed to see his nervousness: "Don't worry, since Master Song said so, then I will definitely not provoke them again." ”

Song Qiuye smiled lightly: "Thank you, son." ”

After a while, Nan Rong Chunhua asked, "Where are you going back?" ”

Song Qiuye said: "My mother is recuperating in Mojiazhuang, and I want to pick her up this time." ”

Nan Rongchun said: "Well, okay, then let's go." No need to be polite. ”

Farewell to Nanrong Chunhua, Song Qiuye's heart was quite uneasy, he knew that the person he was facing seemed to be weak, but in fact, he was a city government, a strategy, and unfathomable......

Palace~~

Yao Qian returned to the palace and told the emperor everything outside.

The emperor was leaning on the couch and looking at the scroll in his hand, and said leisurely: "Did you do it with Shen Meng?" ”

Father-in-law Yao looked serious: "Yes, he is disrespectful to the emperor!" The minion wanted to teach him a lesson, but when he thought that he was away from home, the task was urgent, so he endured it. ”

The emperor chuckled: "It's good that you couldn't help but don't do it, otherwise you would have been injured!" ”

Gonggong Yao's face was puzzled: "Your Majesty, who is Master Shen?" You are not angry if you are disrespectful to the emperor. ”

The emperor put down the scroll: "He is my imperial uncle, Zhao Shenmeng." ”

Father-in-law Yao was surprised: "No wonder, then I ......"

Seeing this, the emperor comforted: "Don't worry, Uncle Huang is not such a cautious person, if he cares about you, you won't be able to come back here!" ”

Father-in-law Yao continued to ask: "But since he is the prince of the world, why doesn't the ninth master know?" ”

The emperor came down and stretched his waist: "Shen Meng only came back after Xiao Jiu left the palace, and it is estimated that even our Nanrong prince Zhao Qihuan doesn't recognize him." ”

Only then did Father-in-law Yao finally understand: "I see." ”

The emperor turned around: "Have you seen Xiao Jiu?" How is he doing? ”

Yao Qian said: "The slave glanced at the ninth master from a distance, but it was a little darker than the original, not fat or thin." ”

After hearing this, the emperor sighed slightly: "Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu ......"

Gao Lan and his party of six went on the road, preparing to return to Fenglaiyi.

Mo Shaozhi and Bai Qingqing sat in front of the carriage.

In the carriage, Gao Lan sat in the middle, snuggled in his arms, and Yimei and the little civet cat sat on both sides.

Taking care of Yiyi's emotions, the four of them looked at each other speechlessly.

Bai Qingqing turned his head to look at the situation in the carriage, sighed, and said, "You can't keep it like this, you have to find a way to make Sister Yiyi get better soon." ”

Seeing Mo Shaozhi, who had never said a word, Bai Qingqing stared at him for a long time and said, "Hey, Mo Shaozhi, I'm talking to you, Xiao Lanlan is saying that you are the embodiment of wisdom, you should think of a way." ”

"Heart disease is the most difficult to treat, but it is not incurable," Mo Shaozhi finished speaking, pulled up the reins of the horse, and said, "Drive!" ”

The carriage galloped.

Bai Qingqing looked at the road ahead and frowned: "Brother Mo, where are you going?" This is not the way back to Fenglaiyi. ”

Mo Shaozhi said vaguely: "Go and treat Sister Yiyi." ”

The carriage traveled for about an hour and stopped at the entrance to a village.

Several people dismounted.

Seeing this, Gao Lan was puzzled and asked, "Brother Mo, where is this?" ”

Mo Shaozhi said: "Senior brother, don't worry, this is a stronghold for Su Qing's consultation before, I haven't arrived for a long time, I passed by at this time, and I stopped by to take a look." ”

After speaking, several people slowly walked towards the village.

The deeper I went, the more I felt a barren and desolate atmosphere, and the children of the village ran barefoot all over the ground, and when they saw outsiders, they all rushed up and stretched out their hands to eat.

A little girl who was black and dirty, running at her feet, stretched out a dirty little hand with black nails, and her voice was trembling: "Sister...... Give it to the stutterers. ”

Gao Lan was about to take out the food on his body, but was stopped by Mo Shaozhi and shook his head.