Zhufangyuan. A mysterious guest has been sitting in Princess Qinghuan's room for a long time. After a few cups of tea, he always sat upright, just to listen, turning the jade wrench on his thumb from time to time, and the corners of his lips were hooked with a faint smile from time to time.

This time, he came in a slight suit, did not inform Xiazun, and only saw Song Qinghuan alone.

Standing up to his already very tall body, he said, "You said so much about her, didn't you just want to win my trust for her." Although there has been sudden turmoil in the palace in the past few years, and you have also experienced a period of tempering, but in terms of the ability to understand people, you are still not at ease as a brother.

Besides, the girl in your mouth has very little acquaintance with you, and it is not conclusive based on one or two of her deeds. ”

Song Qinghuan saw that his brother's sword eyebrows were frowning, and his starry eyes narrowed slightly and put the tea cup he had just picked up on the table, so he knew that he still had doubts, so he pretended to be coquettish, bent over his arm and said: "Brother Huang, I dare to guarantee with my life, Ling'er is absolutely reliable."

According to her sister's view, although she was born in the countryside, she is old-fashioned and warm-hearted, and she has a chivalrous courage. Moreover, according to her appearance and demeanor, if you don't know her origin, you must think that she was born into a famous family! Xu Yes...... Which general's female tiger girl! ”

"Huh?" The man tapped his knuckles on the table, and finally became a little interested, "Since you are so sure, then my brother will listen to you for the time being." By the way, can you tell her more about our plans for the future? ”

Song Qinghuan shook his head, "I just invited her to help me and Su Qianqian enter the final game, and the current changes have not yet had time to be said." Speaking of this, he couldn't help but show an anxious look on his face, "It's been a day and a night, and there is no ...... even if there is no news."

The man waved his hand calmly, "Don't worry, with Xia Zun here, she will be fine." ”

"Hugh Tixia is respectful, just his appearance of not doing his job all day long......" Song Qinghuan raised his eyebrows, only with a look of disdain.

At this moment, there were several knocks on the door. The man glanced out the door and stood up vigilantly. Song Qinghuan heard the sound and recognized, and said happily: "It's okay, it's Ling'er back!" So saying, he went to open the door.

The door opened a crack, and the cultivator hurriedly slipped in and removed his headscarf. When he looked up and saw that there was another person in the room, he was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed: "Chen Yu? ”

This time it was Song Qinghuan's turn to be surprised, look at this, look at that, and ponder for a moment before asking Xiu Lingze, "How do you know my senior brother?" And this dress...... It shouldn't have been given to you by Xia Zun, right? It's rare for him to have such an eye. ”

Even if she is the first princess of the dome, she can't help but be stunned when she looks at her at this time.

Although this red dress is extremely extravagant and gorgeous, it is not rich and tacky in the body of the spiritual cultivator, but it makes her like a fairy in Yaochi.

In addition, she was originally handsome and eyebrow-trimming, full of aura, and now that she looks forward to Shenfei, she frequently adds a piece of charm.

Seeing that Chen Yu was also staring at her, Xiu Ling was embarrassed for a moment, bowed his head and said, "This matter is a long story...... I'll tell you about it slowly. As for how I met him, it was simple. Then he talked about the first time he met Chen Yu at Feilaiyi, and said about the next few encounters.

Chen Yu was listening, unconsciously smiling, and said in his heart: "It turns out that she is a first-time apprentice, no wonder she is so temperamental." I haven't seen it for a long time, and the pouring out is becoming more and more bright. Hearing her mention that the Jingyi Chen Mansion was copied, she couldn't help but sigh.

"Miss Ling, there is something I shouldn't hide from you, in fact, my name is not Chen Yu. This king Song Liancheng ~ is the king of Yu. ”

Hearing this, Xiu Ling was taken aback, "Prince? ”

Song Liancheng sneered, "Now, the girl should add a waste word." ”

The cultivators hurriedly bowed, but they still had doubts in their hearts.

Song Qinghuan is the sister of His Royal Highness the King of Shang, and is also born by Queen Zhuge Erya. And King Yu and King Shang must have been at odds with each other because of the dispute between the crown prince, and the deposed prince and the destruction of the Chen Mansion were also written by the queen, but he and the princess were so harmonious, which was unusual.

Xu is Song Liancheng saw her doubts and said: "The affairs of the court are complicated, and they cannot be explained in a few words. And there are some things that become more dangerous the more you know. It's just that now there is a reluctant request, and I hope the girl will help. ”

Xiu Ling turned his eyes and said, "But the matter of choosing a concubine?" ”

Song Liancheng bowed, "Exactly." In short, according to the king's eyeliner, Luo Fangrui has doubts about Qing Huan's identity, and if necessary, please run with her to help her. ”

Obviously, it was the king of Shang who chose the princess, but King Yu intervened in the matter with the princess......

Xiu Ling felt more and more strange, but Yu Wang was born handsome, his words were refreshing, his demeanor was upright, and he was not a traitorous posture, and he was the first disciple of Shi Kuangqin, and he was also an old friend of her, so there must be a hidden secret that could not be explained.

After thinking about it again, he made a decision: "I can help you, but there are two conditions. First, the consent of the parties must be obtained, and no one can be used as a pawn. Second, I need to know the cause and effect of what you are doing. ”

Song Liancheng pondered for a moment and promised: "It's not convenient to tell now, when necessary, I won't deceive." So he put on his cloak and covered his face and took his leave.

At this time, it was getting late, and Song Qinghuan carried a lantern and sent him out of the door, "Don't the imperial brother still believe her?" ”

Song Liancheng didn't answer, just smiled gently, reached out and touched his sister's head, and called Qin to return. He looked down at the girl standing on the ground watching him, his eyes dark.

***

Song Liancheng didn't come back after he went. It wasn't until the day before the selection of the crown princess that she sent someone to Qinghuan to send her most gluttonous honey-made snacks on weekdays. After dinner, the princess ate happily, and talked with the cultivator for a while about tomorrow's affairs, and then fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, all the gardens got up very early, especially the female disciples in the door, all of them were exquisitely dressed and rushed to the Feixia Hall with great vigour.

Xiu Ling only tied up men's clothes according to his usual habits, and when he saw that there was still no movement in the next room, he went to explore the door, only to see Song Qinghuan still lying on the couch, sleeping very dead, his heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly stepped forward to check.

I took my pulse and found that she was asleep, and when I looked around, I saw that there were more than a dozen small plates containing dried fruit and candied fruit on the table, which were empty. Then I smelled them one by one, and when I smelled the last plate, I frowned: this plate was originally some Jiaqingzi, but the sugar stains on the side of the dish had the faint fragrance of Su Mian.

Could it be that someone deliberately ......

Xiu Ling put the small dish into his sleeve, and pushed her again: "Qinghuan? ”

At this time, someone outside the door announced the time loudly, and informed that because all the gardens had gathered early, the time to choose a concubine was before a pillar of incense. Xiu Ling intercepted the disciple again and asked carefully, only to realize that the whole door was only waiting for her and Liu Dongli, and was teased: "Congratulations, congratulations, you two are the finale this time!" ”

Seeing that there was not much time left, and Song Qinghuan had no possibility of being sober for a while, Xiu Ling had no intention of responding, and quickly returned to the room, not thinking about it anymore, and put on the red clothes.