"Miss Murong, I've arrived at the Hubu Shangshu Mansion." Zhang San said indifferently, he wanted to hurry up and drive this woman who added oil and vinegar to the next step, so as not to let her talk nonsense and pour the vinegar in Song Jiayao's heart more and more vigorously.

"But I ......" Murong Yunlan wanted to say that she and Song Jiayao were familiar at first sight, and wanted to have more contact and deepen their understanding, but she didn't expect that she couldn't finish the words she had prepared, and she was interrupted.

"Get out of the car quickly, or I'm afraid Lord Tobe Shangshu will have to order to find you." Song Anguo drove away, he also felt that this woman was very troublesome, although he was laissez-faire in slandering Nangong Jin, it didn't mean that he could tolerate such a noisy woman to make his sister sad.

Murong Yunlan finally got out of the car reluctantly, and then glared back at the carriage they were sitting in, and finally walked into the Hubu Shangshu Mansion with a shout from the subordinates.

The carriage started again, and Song Jiayao was so silent that people felt scared, but Song Anguo was very relieved that her sister was not the kind of person who could defeat her with a little stimulation......

It's just that, Nangong Jin, not only can I not get used to your arrogant and domineering, unstoppable side, but even God can't get used to it, otherwise how can it be that what appears in front of their brothers and sisters in one day is a divine assist.

After returning to Shuifu smoothly, Song Anguo left without saying anything, while Song Jiayao let Qing'er help her back to her room to rest with a tired face.

Zhang San now has to be by Song Jiayao's side at all times, and he can't leave to report to Nangong Jin, so he has to quickly pick up a pen and write a brief letter and tie it up in the white dove and let it be brought to Nangong Jin's hands.

"Miss, don't listen to the eldest young master, and that Miss Murong is talking nonsense, you still don't know what Master Hou is, and his affection for you is obvious to us outsiders." Qing'er comforted, took Song Jiayao's changed clothes, and waited for her to bathe.

"Qing'er, go out first, I want to be quiet." Song Jiayao said exhaustedly, Qing'er looked at her distressedly, then turned around and left obediently, and closed the door.

Song Jiayao actually didn't really take what Song Anguo said to Murong Yunlan to heart, maybe she really felt angry and jealous at first, but in the end, she ......

She was just lamenting that Murong Yunlan was in love with Nangong Jin, which she couldn't stop, because the more excellent people were, the more people would admire.

However, what she was most dissatisfied with was why he concealed Zheng Dai's matter, she felt that her heart was filled with the first beauty in Kyoto, the top singer of the Red Pavilion - Zheng Dai, and Nangong Jin was her guest, and it was actually from the mouth of others.

After a simple soaking in a petal bath, Song Jiayao came out of the large wooden barrel, slightly draped in a shirt, her hair was still wet at the moment, and water droplets kept falling.

Song Jiayao, who was in a bad mood, didn't pay attention to it, and let the water droplets on her hair fall, while she leaned against the window, looking at the crescent-like moon in the sky.

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny......

Qing'er has been guarding outside, and after waiting for a while, Song Jiayao didn't call her in to wait, and couldn't help but push the door in without the approval of her master.

"Miss, you're going to catch a cold like this." Qing'er said in a hurry, and immediately found a piece of juan cloth to wipe Song Jiayao's wet hair until it was dry, and then waited for her to change her clothes again, and Song Jiayao didn't know what she was thinking, like a puppet, let Qing'er fiddle.

Qing'er felt that her hand was cold, and immediately went to the table and poured a cup of warm tea for her to drink, and then helped her to rest by the bed.

"Miss, get some sleep, everything will be fine tomorrow." Qing'er comforted and helped her cover the quilt, and she didn't dare to go back to the next room to rest, so she could only stay by the side of Song Jiayao, who was lost and depressed.

"Qing'er, you said that the trust between people, is it really so fragile?"

"Ask me to trust more, but how could he ever trust me?" Song Jiayao muttered, and then fell asleep.

Qing'er greeted the heartless young master and the sinister and cunning Murong Yunlan a hundred times in her heart at this moment, but finally fell asleep behind the bed.

In the middle of the night, Qing'er was awakened by the heat coming from Song Jiayao's hand, and then stretched out her right wrist and put it on Song Jiayao's forehead to probe, and found that Song Jiayao had a fever.

originally wanted to find Song Anguo, but was told by his scholar that he was going to the court with Song Feng, so he had no choice but to give one of his subordinates an ingot of silver, and asked him to go out quickly and bring the doctor.

Song Jiayao's lips were blue at the moment, cold sweat was constantly rushing on her forehead, and she kept babbling, while Qing'er came in with a basin of hot water and kept wiping her sweat with a silk scarf.

Qing'er is also very distressed at the moment, and she can't wait to take it for Song Jiayao, but now Song Jiayao looks very weak and needs to be protected and pitied.

It didn't take long for the doctor to be brought, and the doctor handed a silk thread to Qing'er, and motioned for Qing'er to tie it to Song Jiayao's wrist, and the other end was held by him, listening carefully to Song Jiayao's pulse.

"It's not a big deal, it's just a little cold, and the old man will prescribe two patches of medicine, and three bowls of water will be boiled into a bowl of water and brought out for your young lady to drink, generally after two patches, you can be cured." The doctor explained.

Qing'er bowed respectfully to him, then paid the consultation fee, and ordered his subordinates to send the doctor out of the house.

"Qing'er, water, water......" Song Jiayao slowly opened her eyes, her vision was very blurry, and her throat was hoarse.

Qing'er immediately poured a glass of water and helped Song Jiayao to feed her to drink, and advised, "Miss, you are sick, don't move." ”

Song Jiayao didn't hear what Qing'er said clearly at the moment, only saw countless Qing'er's shadows spinning in front of her, and then "plopped", fell down heavily and fainted.

Qing'er called another maid to take care of Song Jiayao here temporarily, while she went to the kitchen to boil medicine, Zhang San fell in front of Qing'er from the eaves, snatched the medicine bag, and said indifferently: "I'll go, it's not you looking at your young lady, I'm not at ease." ”

After Song Anguo went down to court, he did not return to Shuifu, but went to Luohong Pavilion to find Zheng Dai.

"Rare guest." Zheng Dai joked that since Lu Lin's matter was resolved, she and Song Anguo almost returned to their respective trajectories, and they did not disturb each other.

"Where can we compare to our great beauty, we fought with Nangong three hundred times last night?" Song Anguo said cheaply, and Zheng Dai had a few silver needles hidden in his hand, and decisively attacked Song Anguo.

Song Anguo turned over in the air, narrowly avoiding these silver needles, he had suffered a loss before, and it was impossible for him to capsize in the gutter in the same place.

"Don't underestimate me." Zheng Dai smiled, then stood upside down on the ground, took off her dancing shoes, and the ten toes wrapped in the silk socks were all sandwiched with silver needles, and spun in the air, and these silver needles flew out as if they were off the line, stabbing Song Anguo in the shoulder.

"You ......" Song Anguo covered his shoulders, half-knelt on the ground, and pointed at Zheng Dai's eyes.

But helplessly, his swearing skills are not at home, and every time he confronts Zheng Dai, he is the one who suffers, whether it is in martial arts or scolding.

"What are you? You should be grateful that I didn't poison these silver needles, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to get out of here today. Zheng Dai gloated, with a smug smile on her face, so dazzling that Song Anguo couldn't wait to get up and tear her apart.

Song Anguo pulled out the silver needle that pierced his shoulder, which was obviously the needle used by the woman's family to make female red, but as soon as it was in Zheng Dai's hands, it almost became a secret weapon for killing.

"How did you know that Nangong Jin was here yesterday?" Zheng Dai directly crossed Erlang's legs and sat on the stool, then picked up a bright peach on the table and took a big bite on it.

"We had a good time here last night." Song Anguo said calmly.

A figure flashed in Zheng Dai's mind, and then she was surprised: "So, the woman who hid in the dark corner last night was your sister!" ”

Nangong Jin really jumped into the Yellow River this time and couldn't wash it off!!

Song Anguo nodded, but a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was calculating.

"You're looking at me like that, weird." Zheng Dai shuddered and said, Song Anguo's eyes were too naked, and he guessed at a glance that he was having a bad idea.

"Life is too boring, and besides, you also want to see Nangong Jin stink, right?" Song Anguo said bewildermently, after all, there are not many opportunities to trick Song Anguo.

Zheng Dai didn't know how to answer, she wanted to see Nangong Jin eat deflated, but if Nangong Jin settled the account after the autumn, then she really couldn't eat and walk around!!

"Wealth is in danger, and what is there to hesitate about? You can put all the blame on me. "Song Anguo said generously, because he urgently needs Zheng Dai's cooperation now, otherwise how can he test Nangong Jin?

Zheng Dai looked at him suspiciously, not knowing where his self-confidence came from, and he was not afraid of Nangong Jin's revenge.

"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed, you just need to say whether you are willing to cooperate or not." Song Anguo went straight to the road with one gun, and Zheng Dai's heart was at war at the moment.

Because she also wants to see Nangong Jin's ugly appearance, especially wants to see him being eaten to death by a woman, she usually drags them so upside down, looks like she is self-respecting, and specializes in exploiting and squeezing them, if she can really fix him, then why not.

"Okay, I agreed, but you have to make sure that I won't be counted by the Autumn Queen, otherwise, if I want to fix you, it's easier than pinching an ant to death." Zheng Dai smiled, and then threw a peach pit near the window, hitting an ant that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

"......" Song Anguo began to regret it at the moment, he asked Zheng Dai to cooperate, I am afraid that this is also falling from one pit to another, this woman is not easy to mess with.

But if you say it, it's like water that can't be recycled, and the two of them are also grasshoppers tied together at the moment, and as soon as the boat capsizes, both of them fall into the water.

"Walk slowly and don't send ......" Zheng Dai smiled, but Song Anguo's face was as black as ink at the moment, and his little servant didn't dare to say anything at the moment, and after Song Anguo got into the carriage, he drove the carriage home.