Wei Qing was locked up in the palace and was about to get moldy, counting the wind and rain, and coming to the table and chopsticks seven or seven or eight times, not tired and annoyed.

The little prince inquired about Cining Palace, but he didn't come up with a useful method, but listened to a basket of useless blind tricks.

And Songyue, who should know the Queen Mother best......

Speaking of which, when was the last time he met the Queen Mother?

The last time I was praised by the Queen Mother for her good voice was a few years ago?

The last time I received the gift of the Queen Mother...... No, he was too young to be brought in yet......

With such an analysis, Songyue, who had plucked up the courage to help Wei Qing, suddenly felt a little lonely.

As soon as the wind blows, there is a possibility that it will turn into pale ashes.

The jade-faced boy raised his head forty-five degrees, and his eyes looked at the distant sky without focus.

After thinking about it, I decided to try it.

It's just that the face head has not been summoned and cannot take the initiative to meet the Queen Mother, and Songyue has no way to seek the Queen Mother's holy face.

He had tried to pretend to be sick, lying on the ground in his courtyard with a cold face and a blank face, but he had not seen anyone come to save him for an hour, and then he sat in the pavilion and analyzed for a long time, and finally understood ———that he had never had any good friendship with the eunuchs or other faces in the queen mother's palace.

He also tried to bribe, pretended to be calm, and walked up to a palace maid with the same expressionless face, but before he could get closer, the palace maid sprang as fast as if she had seen a flood of beasts.

Matsutsuki paused in place, first touching his still good-looking handsome face blankly, and then turned abruptly to look behind him - there was nothing.

After a moment of silence, Song Yue suddenly realized, and turned out the rule of "the palace maid is the first to be killed in private meetings" from the depths of his memory, after all, he had never encountered today's incident, and because the little prince had been walking in the harem for a few days, he had long been familiar with the creature of the palace maid.

Finding the reason, Songyue walked briskly towards an old eunuch, and even took out private money from his sleeve with some pleasure and shook it under the other party's nose.

As soon as he saw the bag of money in Songyue's hand, he subconsciously took out a gold ingot from his sleeve, and shook it from under Songyue's nose as if it were showing off, and then walked over with a swagger around his waist.

...... This operation made Songyue really incomprehensible, but after all, Gonggong Chen was the most trusted manager of the Queen Mother, and he had not yet provided for the elderly, thinking about it, he regarded the other party's arrogance as a popular element of a certain Cining Palace.

So Song Yue, who had just come into contact with the general environment of Cining Palace, learned the arrogant posture of Chief Manager Chen, swaggered in front of the young chief manager, smiled at the other party in a friendly manner, and took out his private money.

Then it was confiscated......

The main reason is that the other party's movements are too fast, and they are too natural, so that Songyue didn't react, and after reacting, he didn't know the other party's name, and there was no way to ask for help for a while.

The money was gone, no one was found, and nothing was asked, and on the way back to the small courtyard, Songyue's back was even more lonely.

It's still the courtyard, it's the stone bench, it's the sky, it's the familiar forty-five degrees, it's still the beautiful face, it's still the pair of eyes that don't focus, Songyue sits there, but he has nothing left.

Recently, the little prince didn't come to him, and he couldn't get out, obviously it was a three-way rescue operation, but it didn't seem to be of much help.

After thinking about it, Songyue decided to stay in her small courtyard obediently, and did not go out of the yard at any time except for the necessary to go to the door to get a meal.

Didn't give her any real help...... I can only accompany her to experience the feeling of being grounded...... I just don't know if it's useful.

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The side hall was much quieter than the main hall, and Shen Qingjun stepped on the stone bricks and walked along the crooked path, easily thinking of what was still in the General's Mansion before.

There are not many subordinates in the general's mansion, my father rarely wastes extra money to hire some unnecessary people, and my mother is happy and quiet, and she is also so unnecessary.

In the past, when she was still in the house, she also quietly walked to her father's study with the Youth League to deliver things to her father and brother who were discussing the art of war.

Sometimes it's the bamboo slips that my father dropped, sometimes it's the supper my mother makes, and sometimes I just want to come and sit next to them.

Anyway, her father and brother are not corrupt people, and she has never forbade her to read and study, but is happy to discuss together, occasionally causing a dispute between the three of them about arranging the troops and leading the army.

Her father admired and worried about her, and although he taught her and her brother knowledge and martial arts without discrimination, he sometimes regretted that she was the second daughter instead of the second son.

No one knows that most of the children of the Shen family are familiar with the art of war and strategy, and she is not as good as her brother Shen Mo in terms of courage and good fighting, but in terms of integration and handy, even Shen Mo is not as good as her.

No one knew that in the ancestral hall dedicated to his father and ancestors in the general's mansion, another set of fine iron armor actually belonged to her.

No one knew that her brother and her had taken completely different paths from their respective imaginations.

And now, years later.

She can finally see her brother again.

Shen Qingjun stood in front of the doorrail and paused, but he didn't step in for a long time.

My mother once said that they are brother and sister, connected by blood and intimate.

The elder brother became more stable, his shoulders were wider than before, and there was a stern aura on his body that could not be washed off.

From behind, only his jaw could be seen, shaped like a knife and axe, cold and hard.

The husband who my father invited for my brother said that the son is chic and suave, and he will do something in the future.

However, my brother has been on the border for many years, and those expectations have been worn out, and he is now a military general through and through.

Shen Qingjun looked at his back for a long, long time, so long that Qingtuan's hands holding pastries and tea were a little stiff.

Qingtuan turned his head to look at her.

Shen Qingjun clearly didn't shed tears, but he was very stunned, and kept staring at the other party in a daze, as if to confirm whether the other party was real or not.

Shen Mo obviously heard her footsteps entering the door, but he didn't look back.

Shen Qingjun suddenly felt a little aggrieved in his heart.

She endured it without having a seizure, and only said to the Youth League: "Youth League, go and guard outside." ”

The tone sounded very unhappy.

Qingtuan glanced at Shen Mo sympathetically, and saw that he was stubbornly holding his stiff back, and sighed in his heart and withdrew.

As soon as the door closed, Shen Qingjun sat back on the chair next to the table without saying a word, and turned his back to Shen Mo.

Shen Mo stood for a long time and felt that there was no movement behind him, and Yu Guang quietly glanced behind him, chuckling in his heart.

It's a bad thing, my little sister seems to be angry with him and crying!