Chapter 13: Rebellion

Meng Song felt inexplicable when he heard her words, but he couldn't see his neck when he followed her line of sight.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Shen Naiqing smiled lightly, "It's just that the son of the world is so blessed." ”

Then she limped to the nearby vine swing and sat down slowly.

Meng Song said, "A few days ago, I met the old commander of the old department of Boss Jiang, and he knew that you and I were about to get married, so the prince of Tuoben came to greet him and sent some gifts. ”

There was nothing to sit next to the swing, so Meng Song had to stand and talk to her, with a gentle smile on his face, which was quite realistic.

"The old subordinates of the Grand Commander love you very much."

When Shen Naiqing heard this, he lowered his eyes with a smile, and his eyes were slightly red.

"Xu is Aiwu and Wu, but I have never seen them, so the prince will pay them back on my behalf."

Meng Song frowned when he heard this, his purpose was to ask Shen Naiqing to accompany him to see the old Jiang family.

"You're what they're missing, aren't you going?"

Shen Naiqing pursed his lips and chuckled, "I hurt my foot and couldn't go out, and I was tired of the world." ”

Seeing that she repeatedly refused, Meng Song could only give up and talk to her on another topic.

Shen Naiqing coped with it for a long time, Xunyin sent tea twice, Meng Song didn't leave, she opened her mouth and said, "It's getting late, it's time for the prince to go back to the palace." ”

When Meng Song heard this, he said goodbye with a light smile and left, and his face immediately gloomy when he left the courtyard gate.

This Shen Naiqing seems to be soft, but in fact he doesn't eat hard and soft, and he didn't respond to the Jiang family's overturning of the case several times, and he couldn't get out the slightest word.

When the person left, Xunyin hurriedly helped her back to the house, and said dissatisfied, "I have been talking about it for a long time in this life, and I haven't even mentioned your foot injury, girl, I really have ulterior motives." ”

"How did the girl hurt her foot?"

"I'm just careless."

Shen Naiqing sat down at the dining table, quietly ate her meal, and after rinsing her mouth, she asked Xunyin to help her to the study.

The rainbow eagle listened to her call and appeared in the room.

"How is Shen Naifeng's side?"

"Miss Hui, you have already started looking for a husband as you wish, and the list on the old lady's side is all the people you have sorted out."

Shen Naiqing hummed lightly, dipped his ink into the pen, and wrote the letter.

"Give it to the little cousin, it's March soon, let him act faster."

The rainbow eagle took the letter and took the order, and the girl put the pen and ink back, and stroked her sore temples with her thin white fingers, and gently rubbed them.

It's already halfway through February, and she still has to make sure everything goes wrong.

Hongchuan Palace, Yi Loft.

The young man was dressed in an ink robe and elegant, leaning lazily on the soft couch, a little more lazy.

The man with a more stern temperament on the other side frowned, and his eyes were full of anger.

"When did this Dafeng harem ever have the position of imperial concubine, the will of the saint was to slap the Gu family in the face in public!"

Gu Tingnian saw that his eldest brother was restless, and pushed the sake on the table to him, "Calm down." ”

"I'm angry!" Gu Tingchuan drank all the wine, feeling aggrieved.

"It is said that the Gu family must be the queen if there is a daughter, who can see the sadness of this grace!"

He took a deep breath and restrained his anger, "My aunt only has one daughter under her knees, this imperial concubine is like half a queen, and the four princes are favored by the saints, this is forcing my aunt to death." ”

Gu Tingnian drank lightly, and there was no bottom in his dark phoenix eyes, "I have a plan, you have to listen." ”

Gu Tingchuan saw his calm appearance, and his anger stopped a little.

"Say."

He forgot that his brother had a bad stomach.

The young man played with the empty wine glass in his hand and said lightly, "Rebellion." ”