"Miss, if you're worried about Tong Zhen, you can actually put him in Hanyu's hands." Zhang San proposed that they also have to go to Beicheng to find someone, and it is indeed a burden to bring a little child like Tong Zhen.

"......" Song Jiayao shook her head vigorously, Hanyu was engaged in that aspect, wouldn't this push Tong Zhen into the wolf's mouth?

"Miss......"

Zhang San couldn't cry or laugh at the moment, she must be thinking crookedly at the moment, thinking that she wanted to train Tong Zhen into a little girl or something.

"Although Han Yu uses that as a means of making a living, he actually has a listening to rain building, which is a place dedicated to inquiring about news." Zhang San explained.

Song Jiayao suddenly realized, no wonder Nangong Jin got the news so quickly, and he felt that there were forces behind him that involved martial arts......

"Then this listening to the rain building and the yin building?" Song Jiayao asked rhetorically, both of these involve martial arts forces outside the imperial court, won't the emperor take care of it?

"Tingyulou has existed for a long time, but most of them are mainly to inquire about the news, and most of the rich people will spend a lot of money to buy if they want to know something."

Song Jiayao has to admire Nangong Jin's business acumen at the moment, opening this Tingyu Building is simply a treasure to attract wealth, and it is not a problem to make thousands of dollars every day.

"And this shady building is a killer organization, it has been established for a relatively short time, as long as you are willing to spend money, human life or anything is nothing in the eyes of those people."

After listening to Zhang San's brief introduction, Song Jiayao roughly understood the difference between the two, but if it was said that Tingyulou was really purely a place to receive news, Song Jiayao didn't believe it.

After all...... Nangong Jin can be the emperor's minions for so long, if there are really some unknown secret guards and the like, who will believe it?

"It's inconvenient for subordinates to say too much, if you want to know, you can go and talk to our master." Zhang San proposed, taking the opportunity to try to create an opportunity for Nangong Jin.

Song Jiayao nodded helplessly, this Zhang San looks like a reckless martial artist, and he is also elm-headed, but he didn't expect to create opportunities now, which is really a big growth.

"If you have time." Song Jiayao said perfunctorily, she can't sort out her mood now, maybe she likes it, but there are still too many things between the two of them......

Nangong Jin's identity is so noble that people can only look up to her, and she is just the concubine of Shuifu, the door is not right, and the household is wrong...... Besides, the most basic thing is that the two don't have that tacit understanding and trust.

Maybe Nangong Jin will believe in herself, but what about herself? experienced being betrayed by Song Jiaqi and Lin An in the previous life, and in the end, she died by herself, but her innocent child was forced to die in front of her eyes.

All of this made her open her heart to accept Nangong Jin again, she was afraid that she couldn't do it, since she couldn't do it, then she wouldn't flirt with him lightly, nor would she be teased by him at will.

What will happen in the future, then the future will be counted, if they really have fate, then no matter what, they can still be together in the end, if they don't have that fate, what can they do......

Leave it all to providence......

"Miss, rest early." Zhang San reminded that it was already late.

At the same time, Zhang San also saw that Song Jiayao was very confused about emotional matters, and couldn't help but light a row of candles for Nangong Jin in his heart, asking for more blessings!!

As soon as the rooster crow sounded, before the sky was completely bright, Song Jiayao woke up from the table in a daze, and almost at the same time, Tong Zhen also woke up.

When Tong Zhen saw Song Jiayao beating his neck with his left hand, he couldn't help but feel guilty, he was just a civilian, how could He De actually let such a noble lady take care of him.

"Awake and want to go out for a walk?" Song Jiayao asked.

Tong Zhen nodded shyly, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and when he saw the brocade clothes he was wearing, he couldn't help but freeze in place, motionless.

I don't know where Tong Zhen thought of it, his originally pale face was gradually covered with a flush at the moment, and this flush extended to the tip behind his ears.

Song Jiayao suddenly wanted to play a prank, and the thief smiled: "This little body, it's not expected, it's so disappointing......"

Originally, it was speculated that it might be Tong Zhen who Song Jiayao changed into this new dress for him, but at the moment the stones are completely in place, is he being teased?

"Buckle Buckle ......"

"Miss, are you awake?" Zhang San asked.

"yes, wait, here......"

"I just joked with you, the clothes you were wearing were changed by Zhang San for you." Song Jiayao covered her mouth and snickered, Tong Zhen's deflated appearance made it funny to look at it.

Tong Zhen came back to his senses from petrification, after all, although he was a child, he was already seven years old, and boys of this age had to abide by the etiquette of different tables for men and women......

Originally, it was embarrassing enough to stay in the same room with Miss Song, if he really changed his clothes for him, then he could really dig a pit and bury himself.

"Zhang San, what's so fun at this time period?" Song Jiayao asked.

"Not really, miss."

"......" Song Jiayao looked up at the sky, the sky gradually began to whiten, but it was still pitch black from a distance.

"By the way, Kong Ming's lantern is still there!!" Tong Zhen reminded that two paper kites had been scrapped before, but those Kong Ming lanterns were still there.

Song Jiayao originally planned to say forget it, but she didn't expect Tong Zhen to run faster than a rabbit, and she couldn't stop it.

Tong Zhen put all the Kong Ming lanterns he had brought on the ground, and there was an inkstone filled with ink and a brush next to him.

"Miss Song, you come first." Tong Zhen handed her the brush.

Song Jiayao lowered her head and pondered, then picked up the brush and wrote down her wishes on one of the Kong Ming lanterns.

Zhang San had been secretly watching from behind, but Song Jiayao's whole body was blocked, and he didn't know what Song Jiayao had made at all.

Song Jiayao turned on the Kong Ming lantern, lit the small candle inside with fire paper, lifted it slightly above her head, and only after sensing that the wind direction was downwind did she release it.

The Kong Ming lantern flew into the air with the wind, and at first you could still see its trace, but in the end it was completely invisible...... Song Jiayao closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and silently reverently read the wish she had written again.

Tong Zhen also squatted down at this time to draw in circles on Kong Ming's lantern, but he was born poor and had no conditions to go to a private school at all......

Song Jiayao glanced behind him, "I'm doing well, don't read it down there."

This wish seems very simple, but Tong Zhen must have experienced a struggle to write it, but after this struggle and pain, what awaits him is a new life.

After Tong Zhen finished writing, Song Jiayao stepped forward to help him turn on the Kong Ming lantern and light the candle inside to let it rise into the sky.

"Zhang San, are you interested?" Song Jiayao asked, and then took a Kong Ming lantern to him.

The corners of Zhang San's mouth twitched, what kind of neuropathy did Song Jiayao have? Is it appropriate for him to put Kong Ming lanterns as a big man?

"Don't like it?" Song Jiayao pursed her lips and said, with such a stuffy character, if you really match him with Xiaoqing, is this appropriate?

"It's okay to ......," Zhang San said stiffly, then took the Kong Ming lantern in Song Jiayao's hand, and quickly wrote a few words on it with a brush.

Song Jiayao didn't expect that Zhang San's handwriting was quite good-looking, but when she saw the words "white heads are not separated", she almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

She has never seen any woman around Zhang San, what the hell is this "white head is inseparable"!!

"I'm ...... This was written for my lord. Zhang Sanruo glanced at Song Jiayao as if he had nothing and said.

"......" Song Jiayao can't refute it at all, is it necessary for Nangong Jin's subordinates to worry about their master's marriage?

Kong Ming's lantern flew higher and higher, Zhang San felt that this was a good sign, maybe their Hou Ye could really keep the clouds open and see the moon, but Song Jiayao was in a complicated mood, others felt that Nangong Jin was very good to her, but why did she feel very stressed?

She always felt that she couldn't afford this complicated feeling, and she couldn't afford it, could she not always tie Nangong Jin to her? A status is as noble as the inviolable son of heaven in the nine heavens, but she is humble to the dust, she doesn't feel that she has any charm, and she can actually provoke Nangong Jin's heart that has not changed for thousands of years.

After all the Kong Ming lanterns were completely invisible, the sky really brightened, and the sun gradually rose from the west, and the sun shone on the human body very softly, as if all the haze was blown away.

"Coo-coo-coo......" Tong Zhen's stomach sounded as if it was not suitable for the time, Song Jiayao smiled, and then instructed Zhang San to arrange breakfast.

"Hee-hee-......" Tong Zhen scratched his head in embarrassment, he spent almost all day yesterday in a nightmare, and he really hadn't eaten, and it was normal for him to be hungry now.

"Let's go, go and listen to the gossip."

The two sat down at the table in the corner downstairs, and after ordering the food at three times, they returned to their tables, acting as doormen, standing expressionless like Zhong Kui.

"......" Song Jiayao rolled her eyes, she deliberately found a quiet place to have breakfast, Zhang San stood like this, did she think her life was too quiet?

"Brother Zhang, sit down." Tong Zhen awkwardly proposed, he somewhat understood what Miss Song was taboo at the moment.

“？” Zhang San looked at him with a puzzled face, he was a guard, and it was not in his duty to sit down.

"This ...... Everyone looked at us with strange expressions. Tong Zhen lowered his head, lowered his eyes, and stretched out his right index finger to point at the diners not far away.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Zhang San sat down beside Tong Zhen so as not to be regarded as an alternative.

"Hey, you've heard, isn't there a rich merchant in the east of the city? The owner's family seems to be surnamed Pan, but I don't know what he did, and the family was wiped out last night. Ordinary people drinking morning tea gathered around and discussed.

"Ouch, it's a good death, that rich and noble family surnamed Pan, didn't he fall in love with Wang Laogang's daughter before, regardless of insisting that his daughter be his sixth concubine, now it's okay, he got into a big disaster, and he died by himself, it's hard for that little girl......"