"Knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing hearts, maybe Boss Gu is a master of deception."

Song Qingyun shook his head and denied, "I can't say that I can see people a hundred times accurately, but Uncle Gu, I will never be wrong." Last year, I encountered an avalanche with the prince in Biansai, it was Uncle Gu who saved our lives, I can't be deceived by his anxious and sincere eyes alone, maybe he empathizes, Gu Nan was lost after the avalanche, so he saved us despite the opposition of others. ”

"Sister, don't you think these are your personal assumptions?"

Song Qingyun didn't deny his words, "What you said also makes sense, I'd better find a time to talk to Uncle Gu and see if there is any misunderstanding?" made Gu Nan reluctant to remember his previous experience, and chose to forget Uncle Gu. ”

Song Yu was noncommittal, and the two silently drank the sour plum soup and got up to leave, when they found a group of people coming over on the opposite street.

The leader is Mu Qingao.

Song Qingyun secretly ran out to play, and it was too late to hide at this time, because Mu Qingao's hand was already pointing at her, with anger on his face.

"What a coincidence, I met the prince here." Song Qingyun had no choice but to walk over, and Mu Qingao glared at her angrily.

"It's cold on the ground, and you're sitting like that?"

"It's not cold, the sun is hot on the stones, I don't believe you try."

"Song Yu, your sister has no heart and no lungs, and you are also messing around, right?" Mu Qingao was reluctant to talk about her, so she had to vent her anger on Song Yu.

Song Yu, who was implicated, said stubbornly, "My sister didn't go anywhere, so she sat in Fumanlou for a while." ”

Mu Qingao hugged her on horseback, turned over herself, hugged her tightly in her arms, and punishively blew in her ear, "If you don't obey, I'm going to spank you." ”

"Lord, please respect yourself, this is on the street, I am a nobody, it doesn't matter, but you are the prince of the Great Zhou, others will gossip about you when they see it, maybe the imperial history will also refer to you, saying that you are molesting women on the street."

"My own lady, I can't make love yet?"

"Eh, lord, forgive me for daring to remind you, we haven't gotten married yet."

"You're all my child's mother, and you still care about that procedure?"

How can you not care? She longs to have a family, more people can sit and eat together, she longs for her marriage to be blessed by the elders, the prince's father seems to be very repulsive to herself now, and the road to marriage is destined to be rough and bumpy!

"Why is there a sedan chair in the back?" Song Qingyun looked at him left and right, and pointed to a small sedan chair with blue curtains not far away.

"Xie Mingda's concubine, if you commit a crime, you will be arrested and interrogated."

"Xie, Miss Xie's mother?"

I saw her show off her martial arts in Fumanlou just now, and she was arrested so soon? King Jing is really eager to take revenge, so soon to know that Fumanlou is threatened?

"What are you thinking?" Mu Qingao asked with a smile when he saw her eyes rolling around.

"It's nothing, did Xie Chen find it?"

"I haven't shown up yet, but Yanping found Kangjue's antidote, and it doesn't matter if he comes back or not."

"The prince is out of the horse, and he really gets twice the result with half the effort."

"It's better to be trained by a lady."

After returning from the mountain, Song Qingyun was worried about the poisons that Xie Chen raised.

Poisons aren't worth much, but powders or pills made from poisons should be worth a lot, right? At the beginning, the two sisters of the Xie family sprinkled poison powder, as if they didn't want money, indicating that Xie Chen had a large amount of inventory in his hands.

If you run away from the monk, you can't run away from the temple, and sooner or later Xie Chen will run back because of those poisonous powders.

Aunt Wen in the sedan chair behind was crying sadly, and suddenly found that the carriage had stopped, so she secretly opened the sedan curtain and looked out, and saw Mu Qingao hugging a woman behind the horse and hugging each other intimately, and immediately knocked over the vinegar jar, and gritted her teeth in anger.

As if feeling an unfriendly gaze behind him, Song Qingyun couldn't help but look back, just in front of the resentful eyes of the aunt above.

"Let's go home quickly, I'm tired." Jealous of competing with a half-aged, she is not bored to that extent.

When she returned to the room, because there was no maid by her side to use, Mu Qingao personally served her to clean her hands and change clothes.

"I want to sleep for a while, maybe it's because I'm getting more meat lately, and I'm always sleepy."

Mu Qingao also cleaned his hands with the basin of water, took off his coat and lay down with Qingyun in his arms.

"It's indeed meaty, and it's very comfortable to touch here."

Song Qingyun patted away the hand he was rubbing on his waist, and said angrily, "You are not busy dealing with Aunt Wen, what are you messing around with me?" ”

"I'm tired too, let me sleep with you for a while."

Song Qingyun looked at the cyan color in his eyes, and he was still very distressed in the end.

"Have you changed the dressing for the wound on your body? I'll stew some medicinal food for you in the evening to regulate your body, but don't fall into any diseases. ”

"I'm strong."

Mu Qingao deliberately grabbed her wrist and stuffed it into his chest, jokingly, "I don't believe you touch it." ”

Song Qingyun couldn't break free, so he had to put his hand into his shirt, but just by moving, Mu Qingao had an idea.

"Light cloud ......!" His voice was hoarse and called Qingyun's name, how could Song Qingyun not know what he wanted to do?

"Lord Wang, when you get better, you can do whatever you want, but not now, you know?"

"Well, I know!"

"Well, hurry up and go to sleep, I'm sleepy." After Song Qingyun yawned, he twisted his body, and after finding a comfortable position in Mu Qingao's arms, he quickly fell asleep.

Mu Qingao touched her satin-like hair lovingly, looking at her delicate face, her heart was swollen with happiness.

The woman in front of him was about to give birth to his second child, and he never imagined that his child would meet him in this way.

Especially Doubao, who is sensible and distressing. How would he react if he knew he was about to have a brother or sister?

Will he be a qualified older brother? Will the children who are about to be born be like their older brothers, calm and wise?

Thinking about these things, Mu Qingao didn't feel sleepy at all, he hadn't had a good rest for several days, but when he thought of the current situation, he couldn't fall asleep.

The situation laid out by his father and him is not seamless, at least Song Qingyun's appearance is not in the plan, and her father cannot give her the identity and status she deserves.

I'm afraid that after this matter is over, he still wants to marry Wang Shuqi into the mansion, how to explain it to Qingyun?

For a while, Prince Jing was full of sorrow, got up and covered Song Qingyun with a quilt, and after kissing her forehead, he turned around and went to the study.

Night after night, Song Qingyun, who had slept for two full hours, was woken up hungry.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she smelled the rich smell of chicken soup, Mu Qingao looked at her with a smile, "Lady, get up and drink soup, the kitchen just sent it." ”

Pulling his shoes and sitting down, Song Qingyun casually draped his loose hair over his shoulders, and couldn't wait to take a sip of the bowl.

"I'm sorry, I said I was going to make you a medicinal meal, but I didn't expect to oversleep."

"When the lady is no longer sleepy, it's not too late to do it for me."

"I thought about it carefully, if the pills Xie Chen fed me had no side effects, I was very likely pregnant!"

Mu Qingao was dumbfounded and looked at her in surprise.