Looking at the palace that was getting farther and farther away from her, Tong Qingyan put down the carriage curtain and softened her body.

After resting early last night, Tong Qingyan lay on the wide bed and faced the boundless darkness with her eyes open, but she didn't expect that she would also recognize the bed one day.

Just as he was about to summon Feiyan to chat, he heard a heavy knock on the door of the silent Xirui Palace.

Tong Qingyan slept in the side hall, a little away from the main house of the main hall, but the sound insulation effect of this distance was also average, pricked up her ears and listened carefully, and made sure that after the knock sounded, there was no movement in the main hall, and Tong Qingyan knew that there was a play to watch tonight.

After knocking on the door five times, it was quiet again, Tong Qingyan thought that the people outside the palace gate were gone, but she didn't expect Li Zhong's voice to suddenly remember, and openly began to call the door.

The main hall finally moved, the palace door was reopened, the sound of the heavy wooden door turning slowly came, Tong Qingyan sat up in the dark, took a pillow and leaned on her waist, and all her attention was on the main hall.

The orderly footsteps were mixed with an urgent and heavy footstep, and it was obvious that the owner of the footsteps was very angry and annoyed, and soon there was the sound of kicking the door, and then the sound of the woman crying was faintly revealed.

The cry was very suppressed at first, intermittent, and the man didn't speak a few words, and the cry suddenly rose, and even something shattered to the ground.

Tong Qingyan couldn't hear what Emperor Jia Kangdi and the concubine were saying in the main hall house, but she generally guessed that men coaxed women to say nothing more than a few words, considering the identity of the emperor, "I'm wrong, it's my bad" The sentence "I'm wrong" is probably not there, but it doesn't hurt to say anything else.

The cry slowly quieted down, and not long after, there was a faint sound of harmony, Tong Qingyan pulled out the pillow and lay down again, the show was over, and he could sleep, but the good drama between Jiakangdi and the concubine had just begun.

The people who came to help Feiyan serve the county lord chatted for a while, saying that the palace people in the pantry last night were sleepy, and Emperor Jiakang ordered four times of water.

Tong Qingyan sighed at the right time that the concubine's stepmother was really favored, and the emperor's husband was really good to the concubine's mother.

Feiyan took advantage of the fact that when there was no one around, she asked her master for advice, why did the emperor and the concubine drink tea four times because they had a good relationship? Aren't you sleepy?

Tong Qingyan looked at Feiyan who was full of curiosity for knowledge, and felt that she was simple-minded and had developed limbs, probably talking about Feiyan.

Leaving the palace safely, Tong Qingyan felt that the air had become a little refreshed.

The carriage drove slowly on the road, the breakfast shop on the street was lively, Tong Qingyan touched the sideboard, looked at the pastries and had no appetite, and suddenly wanted to eat fried buns.

"Phew—"

"Why did you stop?"

"Back to the county lord, someone stopped the carriage."

Feiyan glanced at Tong Qingyan, and after the other party nodded, she lifted the curtain and shouted to the other side.

"Who dares to stop the county lord's carriage?!"

"The eldest lady of the Guogong Mansion will meet the county lord."

The eldest lady of the National Mansion? Who is it? Tong Qingyan looked at Feiyan with a confused expression, Feiyan couldn't get it right after thinking about it, and shook her head honestly.

"See you."

"Yes."

The coachman drove the carriage to Yuchunxuan, Tong Qingyan saw that this specification was okay, Yuchunxuan's morning tea had not been eaten yet.

Jiang Jingrou got out of the carriage first, Tong Qingyan saw that it was her, and her appetite was immediately halved, but she came here, and she couldn't regret it, and followed all the way to the door of the best box in Yuchunxuan.

"County Lord, please."

Although Jiang Jingrou said this, she still entered the box, Tong Qingyan looked at the back of this eldest lady, and secretly rolled her eyes, it was so naïve!

After Tong Qingyan sat down, she immediately looked at the box, how to say, there are still many things worth learning.

Jiang Jingrou was very unhappy after being completely ignored, but thinking about her father's advice, she still held back.

"The county lord likes to eat whatever he likes, and I have a treat today."

"Oh yes? Then the county lord is not welcome. ”

It's really unkind to say you're welcome, in line with the mentality that you can slaughter a meal is a meal, Tong Qingyan ordered all the signature morning tea snacks, it doesn't matter if you eat it or not, but it must be expensive and good.

The disdain in Jiang Jingrou's eyes came up with one snack after another, getting deeper and deeper, he was really a dirt bun who had never seen the world.

"I wonder what is the important matter of the eldest lady's appointment today?"

"You are the righteous daughter recognized by your aunt, and you and I are sisters, can't sisters eat breakfast together?"

Tong Qingyan felt that there seemed to be nothing to refute this reason, and just wanted to nod, Jiang Jingrou continued.

"Of course, I won't call you a sister, even if you have self-knowledge, I know that there is something wrong with you."

"I want to hear about it."

"Yesterday in the palace, did my aunt tell you about the draft?"

"How if there is, what if there is not?"

"Whether there is or not, let me tell you, don't think that you can compete with Sister Anyang if you are named the county lord, my aunt's favorite will always be Sister Anyang."

"Eight princesses? That's nature, the biological daughter of the concubine's stepmother, naturally the first. ”

"It's good to know, you just look a little like Sister Anyang, don't be delusional about being like her."

"For example...... The marriage contract of the prince of Huai? ”

"Auntie told you this?!"

It's no wonder that Jiang Jingrou thinks so, in her cognition, a soil bun like Tong Qingyan should not know about the royal private affairs, everyone in the capital knows this marriage contract, although it has not been announced to the world, but there are always people who know, and if you want to come to this soil bun, you will not have the opportunity to make friends with those people, except for listening to her aunt in the palace, there is no other way to know.

"What if you get it? Oh...... I see, do you like His Royal Highness? ”

"You! Don't talk nonsense......"

"Oh, you don't like it."

"You... Whether I like it or not, it's none of your business! ”

"It's none of my business, but I think it's still necessary to kindly remind you, you don't deserve it."

Jiang Jingrou didn't expect Tong Qingyan to poke the knife so directly, if Princess Anyang is still there, of course there is nothing to say if she is not worthy of the world, but in the past three years, her position in her aunt's heart has become higher and higher, if there is no soil bun that suddenly appeared, it is not impossible to marry His Royal Highness the prince.

"Say I'm not worthy, are you worthy?! Heh-"

"Of course I'm worthy of it, how can I say that I am also the county lord from the first grade, and I am worthy of the world, no problem at all."

Jiang Jingrou looked at Tong Qingyan, who was not panting and her face was not red, and felt that her mouth might have been able to stuff a whole egg, why is this dirt bun so thick-skinned?!

Tong Qingyan looked at the girl who was so shocked that she opened her mouth wide, she felt really boring, she thought she was a strong rival in love, and she looked bolder than the average boudoir woman, but she didn't expect her face to be so thin, and she didn't have any confidence at all.

"Thank you for the morning, I didn't have anything I wanted to eat, so I'll see you later."

Without waiting for Jiang Jingrou to speak, Tong Qingyan stood up, and as soon as she opened the door of the box, she saw Song Zhan standing at the door.

Song Zhan looked at the little girl who was obviously stunned, still thinking about the words he heard just now in his mind, and he didn't know what to react to for a while.

The two of them just looked at me and I looked at you, standing there, as if there were only each other staring at each other in heaven and earth.

Song Zhan suddenly asked himself, is Tong Qingyan worthy of himself? The answer seems to be yes.