In the Begonia Courtyard, Qingrong sat by the window, looking at the begonias that were just right, thinking about the things during the day.

There was a sudden rumbling outside the window, and there was a thunderstorm in an instant.

The wind whipped the smell of dirt and penetrated into the open window.

Qingrong supported his jaw with his hand and was stunned for a while.

"Why doesn't the prince have an umbrella?"

Qingrong was interrupted by this voice and came back to his senses, and turned his head to see Song Zhao being poured into the soup like a chicken, his face was full of water, Qingrong couldn't help but think when he saw it, was his face full of rain or mixed with tears?

Song Zhao's whole person looked like he was lost and depressed, he reluctantly smiled at Qingrong, and said, "I, I'm not here to scold you, I believe you." From the beginning, I believed in you. ”

Qingrong was confused by him, "Why did I believe you from the beginning?" ”

"Is the child really gone?" She looked at Song Zhao's grief-stricken expression and asked cautiously.

Song Zhao didn't say anything, walked to the circle chair in the hall dejectedly, and sat down. Qingrong looked at his sad expression, which was full of grief, as if the whole world had been turned upside down, and he had an answer in his heart.

There is nothing strange about the child.

Seeing that Song Zhao didn't speak, Qingrong didn't ask carefully, but just told Fu Cui to let Song Lin get clean clothes for Song Zhao to change.

She hid in the warm pavilion and watered the flowers, reading the plan for the families of the martyrs of the aid army.

I don't know how long it took, she heard heavy footsteps, and as soon as Qingrong looked up, Song Zhao had already changed into a homely robe and came in with his hair scattered.

Song Zhao seemed to have something to say to her, Qingrong didn't ask, looked at the content of the plan, and wrote his opinions with Zhu Criticism while reading.

Song Zhao sighed heavily, and actually said first, "I'm sorry." ”

Qingrong heard the words and looked up inexplicably. Song Zhao felt very sincere, and said again, "I'm really sorry." ”

Qingrong put down the plan in his hand and looked at Song Zhao calmly.

"I want to apologize to you for the grievances you suffered, you never did anything wrong, I was wrong in the first place." Song Zhao seemed to be a sinner who mingled with the priest in the confessional room.

Qingrong frowned and smiled, still a little unaccustomed to his sudden awakening.

"I guess, you are telling me this now because you think that the child's death is inseparable from Guan Heqiu." Qingrong opened his mouth quietly, and asked Song Zhao curiously, "Are you so sure?" Not suspicious at all? ”

Song Zhaozi didn't tell Qingrong the reason why he was determined, and he didn't tell Guan Heqiu.

In fact, after Sister Yu changed the bracelets of the two children, he knew in his heart which was the sister and which was the sister, and later colleagues and family members came to say goodbye, he was still holding the sister with the wrong bracelet, and Qingrong was still holding the sister with the wrong bracelet. It is still his sister's nurse who follows him, and it is still his sister's nurse who follows Qingrong.

It was the last time I saw someone, and after seeing it, Qingrong took the baby away. At that time, he saw with his own eyes that Qingrong still gave his sister who had the wrong sister's bracelet to his sister's nurse.

In other words, if Qingrong started at that time, then the one who died was the sister with the wrong sister's bracelet.

The nurse held the child all the way, thinking naturally that she wanted to hurry back to the Fenghe Courtyard, so many people followed, how could she carefully see if there was the wrong person, so if the nurse started halfway, then the dead sister with the wrong sister's bracelet.

But now the one who died is the sister with the wrong sister's bracelet, that is, it is possible that when she went back with the child, someone inadvertently found out that it was wrong, and inadvertently switched it back. Because the nurse who has always been a sister follows Qingrong, someone directly attacked the sister who brought the wrong sister's bracelet.

The people in the Wind Lotus Courtyard were all put in after Song Zhao paid careful attention to them, not to mention others, even Qingrong couldn't easily insert people into it. What's more, Guan Heqiu's temperament, if he is not a familiar person, he will not let him get close at all. Therefore, Song Zhao knew that there would be no third person to benefit.

In the end, what made him most suspicious was that this full moon banquet was to be held by Guan Heqiu, and it was also Guan Heqiu's own request to let Qingrong hold the child.

But Song Zhao couldn't tell Qingrong all these words, he couldn't say anyone, Song Zhao just smiled reluctantly and said, "Nothing, don't think about it." I didn't have anything to be sure about, but suddenly I saw some things and some people clearly. ”

Qingrong leaned on the table with his hands on his chin, looked at Song Zhao thoughtfully, and asked him, "Song Zhao, do you really love Guan Heqiu?" ”

She asked abruptly, Song Zhao's mind was blank for a while, the first time someone asked him like this in his life, he couldn't answer, he was stunned for a long time, and then said slowly: "Me? I didn't think that I grew up with Ah Qiu since I was a child, and when my mother was alive, I liked Ah Qiu very much, and she often said that Ah Qiu was the only relative left by my aunt in the world, and until my mother died, she never forgot to tell me that I would always protect Ah Qiu. Ah Qiu, she seems to be a piece of meat on my body, I, maybe I don't love her? ”

For the first time, Qingrong heard Song Zhao mention the beginning of him and Guan Heqiu, and his mother's last words, Guan Heqiu became his destined responsibility.

"Emperor Cheng of the Han Dynasty favored Zhao Hede, Zhao Hede had no children, Xu Meisheng had children, Zhao Hede was jealous and angry, and Emperor Cheng strangled his son to death with his own hands for Zhao Hede. Emperor Cheng of the Han Dynasty should love Zhao Hede very much. Qingrong seemed to tell a story, and said eloquently: "Tang Xuanzong loves Yang Yuhuan, and the six palaces have no color. However, when the soldiers came to the city, Xuanzong still sat back and watched the concubine die. Xuanzong should not love Yang Yuhuan enough. ”

Song Zhao stared at the clear and dark pupils and asked her, "What is love?" ”

Qingrong lowered her head, and when she looked up again, she looked at Song Zhao with clear and clear eyes, and smiled lightly, "Song Zhao, I don't know either." I would like to know too. You look at the great love that has been praised in poetry books, you look at the peacock flying southeast and Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, do you say, do they represent love like that? But what I know is that if you really love Guan Heqiu, at least you won't hesitate so much when I asked you just now. ”

Song Zhao's eyes showed a confusion that he had never seen before, "She, she is different from the person in my heart." ”

Qingrong smiled and said, "She may still be herself, and the person in your heart has always been what you imagined based on her." Guan Heqiu should love you, so she wants to possess you, she is full of hostility to all the women around you, she will be jealous, she will be greedy, she will suffer at any time. If I loved you, I would probably be like her. ”

Song Zhao's eyes were full of exhaustion, "Will you also strangle your own children and frame others?" ”

Qingrong shook his head firmly, "I won't." If I love you and you don't love me, I will give up on you. But I will be like this, but Guan Heqiu may not. Because loving you for me is just one of many things. But you are to Guan Heqiu, but you are the whole of life. She has to rely on you to live, so she must spare no effort to keep you by any means, otherwise she will have no place in the Wei Mansion at all. ”

Song Zhao couldn't help frowning, looked at Qingrong incomprehensibly, and said, "You, are you talking to her?" ”

Qingrong smiled and said: "I am stating objective facts, I can understand Guan Heqiu, I sympathize with her, pity her, look down on her, disgust her, disgust her." ”

Song Zhao's heart was even more uncomfortable by Qingrong's words, he couldn't describe this feeling of not landing, he lowered his head and said, "If it's you, what should I do?" ”

Qingrong didn't think about it for too long, and said directly: "Don't do it, bury the child well." Shut up and don't mention it. You drove Guan Heqiu back before, just because you were afraid that Old Madam Jiang would find out the truth of the matter, what happened to Guan Heqiu, right? ”

Song Zhao was speechless.

Qingrong asked him again, "Song Zhao, if someone jumps out tomorrow and says that her sister was killed by her, and it has nothing to do with Guan Heqiu, will you forgive her and treat her as before?" ”

Song Zhao still bowed her head and didn't speak, but Qingrong seemed to have expected the answer, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly. If this is really the case tomorrow, then Song Zhao is not blind, but he really loves people like Guan Heqiu, even if her heart is like a snake and scorpion, he loves it.

But on the second day, no one jumped out and said that she was the one who killed her sister. The survival rate of children is not low, and the death of a child is really nothing to make the entire Wei Mansion sad.

It's just that Mrs. Jiang couldn't help but secretly complain about Guan Heqiu, saying that the child's eight characters are light and blessed, and she has to toss, which is good, but there is no one to toss. Although Mrs. Jiang didn't care much about the twins on her face, she was still sad in her heart.

Throughout the summer, Guan Heqiu hid in the Wind Lotus Courtyard with his tail between his legs, and Song Zhao never went to the Wind Lotus Courtyard for a day.

Qingrong was busy promoting the plan to aid the martyrs' families, and only paid attention to it for a few days, and then never asked about Guan Heqiu again.

In September, autumn is cool.

The good hall next to Huizhao Nunnery has been completed. There were about a dozen boys like Cong'er, as well as dozens of orphans and widows, who lived in Shantang.

In addition to these people, there are nearly 10,000 people who are living in hardship and have received relief funds from the foundation. These relief funds are for them to find a livelihood that can support themselves.

The county lord of Huatang privately set up the Daliang Monthly Newspaper Branch in Zhili, Liangjiang, and Liangguang, and let the families of the martyrs of the unbearable army and some disabled soldiers serve in them.

Because the lord of Huatang went to do good, he didn't think about how much he could get in the end. Qingrong felt that this idea was very good, and the aristocratic class was not only in the capital, but there were many rich people in the world.

Qingrong also pondered, expanding the Hui Essence to Zhili.

The two of them are gearing up to expand their careers, but Runrong ushered in the first most troublesome thing in her life, and it was time for her to get married.

In fact, since April, there have been signs of this matter, and someone went to ask Mrs. Jiang to be a matchmaker.

Because Runrong has a neat and capable image in the foundation, a good image of generosity and rules, and Mrs. Fengguo behind him, he has quite a mother-in-law, although he has not stepped through the threshold of courting in the open and secret, Qingrong is also fast to see.

Runrong has a clear attitude, and he should not do all of them, and he refuses them all.