Song Chengxuan closed his eyes after saying this, he was trying to get rid of his current emotions, and after a while, he opened his eyes again and tried to get up, but he immediately found that he couldn't do it, so he slowly lay down, folded his hands on his abdomen, and motionless as if he was asleep again.

Xu Qinghuan knew that he hadn't slept, if he could walk freely, he would have gotten up and left a long time ago, but the only thing he could do now was to keep himself silent, try his best to eliminate everything that would affect him, not to listen to it, not to move or to read.

For some reason, such tranquility made him seem a little vulnerable and helpless.

Xu Qinghuan wanted to leave quietly, but when he saw this, he couldn't bear to get up: "What happened back then, we were sorry for the Wei Palace. ”

Song Chengxuan did not move.

The atmosphere in the room was a little awkward, Xu Qinghuan pursed his lips: "Lord Song rest first, and when you are better, I will let someone send you away." ”

At the mention of Lord Song's words, he obviously frowned slightly, obviously this title was unfamiliar to him when he was drunk.

Xu Qinghuan suddenly thought of the crimes of the Wei Wang's family in the imperial court, one of which was to collude with the important ministers of the three dynasties to form a party and rebel.

The old minister of the Three Dynasties was also exterminated by the Nine Clans, just because when he was drunk, he said that Gaozong had mentioned that if he got Jia'er, he could protect the peace of Sheji for 30 years, and if he got Jia'er again, he could hope to be prosperous for a hundred years.

When the king of Wei plotted against him, some people put this sentence on the king of Wei and his son, saying that the old minister was plotting for the king of Wei in private and co-opting officials to prepare for rebellion.

This was nonsense, but probably because the King of Wei and the prince were really good, this sentence became a thorn in the heart of the emperor, so he ordered to deal with everyone in the Wei Palace, including the young Prince of Wei.

How difficult it is for Song Chengxuan to survive, be cautious, incognito, never mention his real name in front of others, and completely erase himself from this world.

Strictly speaking, the prince of Wei is dead, at least on weekdays, Song Chengxuan does not leave any traces on his body.

Thinking of this, Xu Qinghuan's gaze fell on Song Chengxuan again, and his lips seemed to be very dry: "Do you want to drink some more water?" ”

The clear eyes opened again, and then fell on her face: "Why don't you leave yet?" There was a hint of ridicule in his voice, "Didn't you already choose...... should be far away, so as not to be implicated, why are they still coming forward now...... Aren't you afraid that I will revisit the promise of the year? ”

I don't know what's going on, Xu Qinghuan seems to have insight into the other meaning of his words, what Song Chengxuan is referring to should not only be his father's betrayal of King Wei and not helping back then, but also something that violates the agreement is happening.

Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but say, "What does Lord Song mean?" ”

Even if the man was still drunk, his expression was still a little deeper: "On the fifth day of the winter month, it is ugly." ”

Xu Qinghuan was stunned, Song Chengxuan was talking about her birthday, how would he know.

Song Chengxuan said: "My ...... Do you know? The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, "It's written in that big red post." ”

His smile turned into a sneer: "I'm afraid that the post has already been burned, right?" ”

Xu Qinghuan got up from the brocade pestle and looked at Song Chengxuan in a daze: "You mean we have a marriage contract?" "Write the eight characters of the birthday in the big red post, and only if the elders of both parties make a marriage contract, will they do so.

That's why he said: You are the eldest daughter of Marquis Anyi...... I have forgotten that you have already broken the covenant ......, and perhaps in the moment of confusion, he mistakenly thought that everything was as before, and after she said those words, he woke up like a dream, and was pulled back to reality by her.

Xu Qinghuan's heart was pounding, as if he was about to jump out of his throat.

She had never heard her father say these things, and the marriage contract was still there, but it had already been wrong.

Xu Qinghuan was speechless for a long time.

Song Chengxuan said: "You go out, I'm going to rest." ”

His voice was unusually hoarse.

She walked over and wiped his forehead with a handkerchief, but he didn't dodge, just closed his eyes.

"I don't know," Xu Qinghuan said in a low voice, "my father never mentioned it. In her previous life, she didn't know any of this.

"You," Xu Qinghuan clenched the handkerchief in his hand, "Do you want us to keep the marriage contract?" ”

She was obviously very close to him, but he could feel from her every move that she wanted to flee far away, and her voice was very low, as if she was whispering, and he brought her not joy, but apprehension and panic.

And here he lies there, as if waiting for mercy and charity from others.

Song Chengxuan closed his eyes and felt her stand there silently for a long time, and then put the slightly cool towel on his forehead.

Probably thinking he was asleep, she sighed faintly, then got up and walked out.

The room was quiet again.

Song Chengxuan opened his eyes, looking at the low curtain above his head, he sat up and pulled the thin quilt on his body, he did drink a lot, but he was not so drunk, maybe he wanted to get drunk like this once.

Xu Qinghuan served the soup and was about to go to see Song Chengxuan again.

Meng Lingyun came over and said: "Lord Song has already left, I want to catch up and help, but the Lord refuses, and then walks all the way out and gets on the horse." ”

Where will Song Sung-hyun go? Whether he had a place to stay in Jiangyin, she re-entered the house, and under the dim light, it was naturally empty.

Xu Qing'an, who was in the next room, woke up and muttered a word of persuasion: "Lord Song...... Heroes and heroes, it is really admirable, let's have another drink, he will ...... There is a chance...... Kill the enemy on the battlefield together.

Hehehe...... After becoming famous, I will be satisfied with marrying the sister of the Cao family into the door. ”

Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but shake his head, he couldn't ask too much of his brother, he really could only listen to him say a serious word.

But Song Chengxuan is the opposite, being so drunk can make him relaxed for a while.

Xu Qinghuan slowly sat on the brocade again, looking at the empty bed and distracted, the incident she knew tonight made her mind unable to calm down for a long time.

"Miss, it's time to go back and rest." Feng Xiao said in a low voice.

Xu Qinghuan nodded, got up and left the house.

……

Sleepless nights.

Even in the days when she was just reborn, she could let herself sleep peacefully, but last night she couldn't sleep until the sky was bright outside.

Usually by this time she had already gotten up to freshen up, but today she was lying on the bed with no intention of getting up.

Until Xu Qing'an's voice came from outside: "No...... Didn't drink that much...... Lord Song is so dignified, what I said is true, Dad...... How could I lie to you. ”

Then there was the sound of the jar being kicked to pieces.

Xu Qinghuan got dressed and opened the door of the house, Xu Qingan had already fallen to the ground, covering his ass and wailing.

Xu Qinghuan walked over and saluted An Yihou: "How is my father's injury?" The daughter has something to say to her father. ”