Song Qingyun brought Liu Yanping and Lin Xuao together to study whether Kang Jue's words were credible.

"Of course it's fake, if Young Master Doubao was in Kangjue's hands, wouldn't the prince have gone over to find the child a long time ago?" Lin Xuao first expressed his opinion, and what he said also made sense.

"What do you think, ma'am?" Liu Yanping has always been a good person, he observed his words and found that Song Qingyun did not have an anxious demeanor, and he knew in his heart that she had made a decision.

"It's okay to see Kangjue, but it must not be in his palace."

Song Qingyun thought about it, and his left index finger unconsciously tapped the edge of the table, which was quite rhythmic, Lin Xuao squinted, this habit Mu Qingao also has, no wonder he looked familiar.

"How did Kangjue know that Doubao existed?" Song Qingyun raised the crux of the problem.

Qian Xishun, who was lying on his back and pretending to be dead, suddenly moved, probably sensing that someone was watching him, he hurriedly stood up and said, "I'll go to the back and have a look, you can talk." ”

"Uncle Qian, wait a minute."

Song Qingyun held him and looked at his face carefully, the old man was very embarrassed, so he turned his head away and asked, "If you look at me like this, it will make me misunderstand." ”

Song Qingyun pouted, "Uncle, what did you tell Kang Jue when you went to the palace?" ”

Qian Xishun was afraid of Song Qingyun's eyes in his heart, cold and playful, in front of her, it was simply invisible, he had to accept his fate and explain the truth.

Once again, it was confirmed that Doubao had lived in the palace, Song Qingyun's heart seemed to be numb, not painful or itchy, and his expression was neither salty nor light, which made Qian Xishun very surprised.

"Uncle, please go to the palace again, and tell Kang Jue that if you want to meet, you can go outside, and he doesn't have to threaten me with Doubao's, just be a man."

Qian Xishun brought the original words, and Kangjue agreed to meet at a restaurant in the city, and the time was that night.

Afraid that something would happen, Liu Yanping and Lin Xuao followed Qingyun's side, and when they were about to leave, Song Qingyun decided to take Kang Yu with them.

So Liu Yanping took Kang Yu's hand and walked side by side with Lin Xuao behind Song Qingyun, and there were still some pedestrians on the street who had returned home late, and they all stopped watching and whispering when they saw this scene.

Kang Yu hid his face, not wanting to be recognized by people on the street, but Song Qingyun looked back at him, and the meaning of his smile was unknown.

"Your Highness the Seventh, if you feel uncomfortable standing with Lord Liu, come to me."

Lin Xu was dumbfounded, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Sister-in-law, he is a Hu man." ”

Song Qingyun sneered, looked back at Lin Xu Ao, and did not refute him.

"Why are you helping me?" Kang Yu, who was walking beside her, said the first sentence in history, and her voice was a little hoarse, it must have been ignited in the sky these days, and the whole person seemed to be a little vicissitudes.

"I'm helping Lord Jing, and I'm also helping myself."

Song Qingyun scratched his head irritably, and accidentally told Kang Jue about his past that day, and afterwards he felt as uncomfortable as a cat scratching. She had a hunch that Mu Qingao would definitely bring Doubao back safely this time, and she was in a hurry to go home and return to Liujia Village, which she was familiar with, so she really wanted to quickly promote the cooperation between Mu Qingao and Kangjue, and when the situation in the border was stable, she would have the strength to deal with those black-eyed guys in the court.

Kang Yu sighed secretly, he secretly looked at Song Qingyun's side face, in fact, she had a big cover on her head, and she couldn't see her side at all, but her voice and smile had been deeply reflected in Kang Yu's mind in the past few days.

From Song Qingyun's panic at the beginning to his arbitrary calmness in recent days, these are what Kang Yu is curious about.

In his impression, women shout loudly in addition to crying, and in the face of danger and difficulties, they will only ask for help from others, without thinking about how to protect themselves. Song Qingyun is not, she is occasionally restless, but she will quickly adjust her emotions, because she knows what she wants, and she also knows how to use the limited conditions in front of her to achieve her goals.

Kang Yu couldn't help but straighten his waist and look ahead, not suffering from gains and losses.

They came early and sat down in a clean room on the second floor.

"Man, bring your menu over and take a look." Song Qingyun sat down and instructed the shopkeeper to follow up.

Beihu's meals are meat except meat, Song Qingyun closed his eyes and ordered a few things casually, and finally asked for a jar of wine.

No one felt that Song Qingyun had done something wrong, they all believed that Mu Qingao's trip would be successful, and naturally they would not believe Kang Jue's nonsense of coercing Dou Bao, the current situation was that Kang Jue had a request for them, and he was the one who should be the one who should be slapping the horse.

After the food and wine came up, a few people were not polite, they threw off their cheeks and feasted, but Kang Yu was a little restrained, and after Song Qingyun gave in a few times, he slowly relaxed his nerves, drank wine in a big bowl like them, and ate meat.

"Madame, I still think your food is the best."

Liu Yanping took a piece of meat and chewed it hard in his mouth, this damn beast, he must have done heavy physical work before he died, the meat was tough, and his cheeks were sore and swollen when he chewed.

Song Ji's sauce meat is a must-have in the world, because the amount of beef is small, and later Song Qingyun turned the butcher shop business to pork and chicken, the meat quality is different, and the cooking and seasoning are also slightly different.

No matter what kind of meat you make, it is Liu Yanping's favorite food, buy some back every three or five days, cook wine in the tandoor, live a moist and comfortable life, and live a happy life.

When Kangjue arrived, it was already dark, and the store hung two glass lamps at the entrance of the restaurant, and the orange lights shone on the cold street, without bringing the slightest warmth.

He was accompanied by Luoyin, who was covered in white fox fur and bulging in his arms.

The shopkeeper didn't expect King Beihu to come to the store suddenly, so he immediately greeted him, and when he heard that he was looking for someone, he led him to a pre-booked room on the second floor.

As soon as the door opened, there was a strong smell of wine, and it was a mess, and three or four wine jars were scattered all over the ground.

The aroma of Beihu's mare's milk wine was full of energy, and Lin Xuao and Liu Yanping, who had drunk too much, were lying crookedly on the table, and after seeing the people at the door, they laughed and clapped their hands and said, "Man, another jar of wine, recorded in this person's account." ”

Song Qingyun sat at the table, holding his chin with one hand and holding the wine glass with the other, his face was crimson, his eyes were drunk, staring at Kangjue eating and laughing.

"Hey, you don't have a sense of time, five o'clock is five o'clock, what time is it?"

Song Qingyun patted Kang Yu, who was half-squinting, and among the four people, he was sober and only drank half a cup.

"Kang Yu, what time?"

"Three o'clock." Kang Yu quickly glanced at Kang Jue, who had a calm face, and then turned his gaze to the drunken Song Qingyun.

She stood up, staggering towards Conjue with her glass in her hand.

Kang Jue, who was standing at the door, did not move, his fox-like cunning eyes never left Song Qingyun's body, and when he saw her staggering over, he still maintained the initial posture.

Seeing that he was about to throw himself into Kang Jue's arms, Song Qingyun was angry, damn Kang Jue, didn't he just want to see the embarrassed appearance of his fall, right?

But when the drama is all performed on this, how can it be called a day? Song Qingyun had no choice but to stiffly adjust the angle, hit a shelf next to him, and while getting up, he suddenly smiled at Luoyin, who tilted his head to look at her curiously, and was evil.

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