At the last moment, Song Qingyun decided to come to the appointment by himself.

With Xie Chen's character, he would definitely suspect Song Qingyun's true identity, and his appearance and posture could be imitated, but what about the child in his womb? Don't forget that Xie Chen also understands medical science.

Mu Qingao made a lot of determination to agree to Qingyun to come to Fumanlou, and in order to ensure safety, he concentrated all the secret guards who could be mobilized in Fumanlou.

But in this impregnable siege, Xie Chen was still allowed to escape.

When it was quiet outside, Mu Qingao opened the door and saw Qingyun sitting there steadily, he let out a long sigh.

"Xie Chen didn't embarrass you, did he?"

Qingyun shook his head, "Did you catch him?" ”

"Let him run away."

"He is determined to die, even if he is caught, he will not live, Xie Chen is too extreme."

Mu Qingao was stunned for a moment, "What did he tell you?" ”

"He said he was going to see me one last time, did you think he was going to die?"

"Maybe!"

Mu Qingao is a little jealous, his lady is always coveted by some bastards who are not self-sufficient, it seems that he must quickly eradicate the remnants of the prince before marrying Song Qingyun openly.

Fortunately, there was no danger, and Song Qingyun came back safely.

On the other hand, that night, Xie Mansion was suddenly surrounded by soldiers and horses stationed near Gusu, Xie Mingda was tied up and dragged to the prisoner car, and more than 100 people from Xie Mansion were trapped in the mansion, only allowed to enter and not leave.

For several days in a row, there were rumors about the Xie family, some people witnessed Xie Chen killing people in Fumanlou, and Mr. Storyteller processed and polished this matter, and it turned out to be a three-hundred-round battle between King Jing and the Jiangnan Drug King.

"Otherwise, let's go to the teahouse and listen to books."

At the end of the afternoon nap, Song Qingyun and Ye Qingqing were sitting together drinking tea and tasting Wufangzhai's new dim sum.

Qingyun rolled her eyes, "Qingqing, I think the patterns you embroidered yesterday are very good, teach me today, I can't always hold a needle and thread, Doubao laughed at me and said, the mandarin ducks I embroidered are like the big white ducks raised by Ah Yun." ”

Ye Qingqing grinned unnaturally, "Okay, let's make progress together." ”

Compared with Qingyun, her embroidery work is simply blind, who can sew her fingers in her purse, and only Ye Qingqing can do it in the world.

She couldn't stay here, so she thought about going outside, if she obediently went to the teahouse to drink tea and listen to music, maybe she breathed the free air on the street, she was like a wild horse, she didn't make any noise, she wasn't called Ye Qingqing, Song Qingyun didn't dare to let her out easily.

But if you are pregnant, you can't stay at home and not go out, on the third day of the ninth lunar month, there is a temple outside Gusu City to hold a Guanyin Festival, Ye Qingqing said that she has to go to see everything.

It happened that Mu Qingao's affairs were almost done, so he promised them to go together.

Early in the morning, Boss Gu set up the carriage, Guo's mother put all the things to be brought on the road into the car, ordered a few quick hands and feet, and the loyal and reliable mother-in-law and maid followed behind, and the group walked out of the city.

In the carriage, Song Qingyun lifted the corner of the curtain and looked out.

"Why didn't I see Lord Lin?" It's strange that he doesn't have this kind of lively scene.

"I heard Brother Gu say that Lord Lin was sent by the prince to do things elsewhere, and I heard that we couldn't go to the meeting together, and Lord Lin was angry for a long time, and the prince finally persuaded him." Guo's mother couldn't help but laugh.

"And this?"

"yes."

"I don't know what the prince promised him, this guy is like a child who doesn't grow up." Qingyun shook her head, remembering that a few days ago, she was eating in the garden after eating, and found Lin Xuao and Song Yu carrying wine bottles and nibbling on a roast chicken, eating with their mouths full of oil.

asked him if he hadn't eaten enough for dinner, and this guy said that he missed the lo-mei he made, and now that she is heavy, he was embarrassed to let her make it, so he had to take roast chicken to satisfy his hunger first.

"Madam, Yu Gongzi has been worried about the past two days, will there be something wrong?"

Song Qingyun sighed, "Yes, there is a mess of family affairs and state affairs, and he is probably confused and doesn't know what to do." ”

Guo's mother seems to understand whether she understands or not, she vaguely knows that King Beihu is also in Gusu, as if he was seriously injured, and has been taken care of by Liu Yanping, but she has never seen Song Yu go out to visit his own brother, and there are some things that she can't understand at all.

Almost half of the city of Suzhou flocked to the outside of the city to attend the festival, and in order to prevent accidents, many officers and soldiers were dispatched from the yamen to maintain order on both sides of the road.

Seeing the token of King Jing, the team leader almost knelt. He hurriedly evacuated the people around him, making way for a wide road for their carriage to pass first.

Wang Shuqi, who was crowded in the crowd, stared at Mu Qingao, whose face was like a peach blossom and his eyes were like stars.

She knew that he would definitely come here, but the carriage that followed behind made her red-eyed, and she was jealous of the well-fated Song Qingyun, a village woman who farmed in the countryside, and now riding on top of her head to, which was unbearable.

The presiding officer of the temple got the letter and led several apprentices to trot all the way to King Jing.

"Amitabha, I didn't know that the prince was coming, the poor monk was rude."

"Master don't have to be polite, today I am here as a commoner to attend the Festival, please don't be restrained."

After arranging the female dependents, Mu Qingao whispered a few words to Qingyun before leaving.

"What did the prince do?" Ye Qingqing, who was on the side, shook the fan in his hand and asked curiously.

"The master who came to preach is familiar with the prince, and the prince went over to say a few words to him."

Ye Qingqing was not interested in preaching the scriptures, she just wanted to take a breath, and found that there was a sour plum soup seller under the tree, so she asked Xiaohong to go over and buy some.

"You have a special body now, you can't just eat things on the street, what if it's unhygienic?"

There are many people here, and the sanitary conditions are definitely not as good as the sour plum soup boiled in the kitchen of the house, Ye Qingqing said disapprerovitically, "I'm thirsty, and I want to eat sour now." ”

"Mother Guo, give the sour horn to Mrs. Ye."

Stuffing a sour tooth into Ye Qingqing's mouth, Song Qingyun wiped his fingers and said, "You can bear with it, wherever it is convenient like home, you can eat whatever you want." ”

Ye Qingqing was determined to go shopping, and after a while, she said that she was going to go for convenience, and then said that the sun was big, and she was a little dizzy from the sun.

When Mu Qingao came back, Qingyun had to ask him to talk to the abbot of the temple to see if there was a room for her to rest.

Wang Shuqi found that Mu Qingao took Song Qingyun and another lady to the backyard of the temple, so he exchanged glances with the two maids around him, and soon the three of them squeezed out of the crowd, bypassed a while, and hid under the backyard wall.

There was a sound of talking in the courtyard next door, it was Mu Qingao who was telling the little maid to take care of the two ladies, and then King Jing walked out.

Wang Shuqi seized the opportunity, suddenly walked out from behind the wall, pretended to be careless, and bumped into Mu Qingao.

"Ah Fu, go and see why the prince has been gone for so long?"

Ye Qingqing was hungry and wanted to eat some snacks, but found that the food box had fallen on the carriage, and Xiaohong was going to pick it up, but Mu Qingao said that she had something to explain to Uncle Gu, and they waited for a tea time and didn't see him come back.