Let's say that Kang Yu, who was detained in the Gaosheng Inn, waited for several days without Kang Jue coming to redeem him, and his already simple head was a little unable to think about it, and he became depressed.

Song Qingyun, who came back to rest for a long time and was still restless, after Liu Yanping gave her an injection, she put on her coat and pushed open the window to breathe.

At a glance, he saw Kang Yu standing in the open air in the backyard in a daze, and he also saw Song Qingyun.

The two eyes met in the air, and Song Qingyun hurriedly closed the window.

After she knew that the man was the Seventh Highness of the Beihu Royal Family, not Liu Yanping's good looks, she had a slight change in her attitude towards this poor man.

Mu Qingao also told Song Qingyun about his plan.

When he returned to help Boss Gu and successfully held Kang Yu hostage, his proposal to Kang Jue was to ask him to restrain his people from crossing the border to harass Da Zhou.

Deeply sympathetic to the snow disaster in Beihu, the Great Zhou is not much better, but why the people of the Great Zhou can survive the snow disaster, it is because he knows what it means to "have food in his hands and not panic in his heart" on weekdays, he can provide technical guidance to help the people of Beihu develop animal husbandry, and at the same time expand bilateral trade between the two countries.

To say that Mu Qingao's proposal is perfect, Kang Jue is the newly appointed king of Beihu, and he needs a fire to boost his political achievements and make the people of Beihu submit to him.

At the same time, Beihu is the tributary state of the Great Zhou, and their economic prosperity will not pose any threat to the Great Zhou, but will promote friendly exchanges between the two sides, which is simply a matter of killing two birds with one stone, no, killing three birds with one stone.

But Kang Jue didn't say a word, neither agreed nor refutated, and he Kang Yu was pledged back as a person.

After dinner, Liu Yanping came over and held a woolen sweater with unthreaded in his hand.

The thread was pulled out by Qian Xishun, and when he was eating, he found that Liu Yanping was wearing a strange dress, with a thread sticking out of it, and he pulled it out to see if he thought it was interesting, but it turned out to be a circle around his neck.

"Master Liu will put it here first, and I'll send it to you early tomorrow morning."

"Can it be remedied?" Liu Yanping was ecstatic, mainly because this woolen sweater was really too warm, without it, he would definitely not be able to survive the whole winter.

"No problem, don't worry, my lord."

Liu Yanping went out happily, and Qingyun began to prepare the needles for knitting sweaters, and suddenly remembered the plain clothes who had not heard from him for a long time, and shed tears for a long time.

Mu Qingao knocked on the door and came in, and found that her eyes were swollen into peaches, so he snatched the sweater in her hand and threw it aside, "Doing needlework at night hurts the eyes the most, and he will be in the inn tomorrow, and he won't freeze to death." ”

Song Qingyun smiled slightly, "I can knit it even with my eyes closed, my eyes were lost just now, and they turned red when I rubbed them." ”

Mu Qingao had extraordinary insight, he could see through her mind at a glance, he tugged at the corners of his mouth distressedly, at this moment he really wanted to hold Qingyun in his arms and comfort him.

"The room is clean, what's the dust? I know you're missing Doubao, and I'm in the same mood as you, thinking about him all the time. ”

Song Qingyun sniffed, raised his head and squinted his red and swollen eyes and asked, "How many days have you been with Doubao?" I'm afraid you don't know, his feelings for Lin Xuao are deeper......"

Speaking of this, Song Qingyun's face turned white.

Mu Qingao was startled, holding her cold hands and shaking them, "Qingyun, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Horse-stepping!" Song Qingyun burst into a foul mouth with great anger.

"What the hell, I'm really blind and think he's very manly and emotional."

She scolded Lin Xuao in her heart, who had a 360-degree reversal of her attitude, and since the two met, Lin Xuao had never asked about Doubao's situation.

Yes, I didn't ask a word, not even Doubao's name. How did he manage to be so ruthless and ignore? In vain, Doubao was infatuated with him, leaving all the delicious and fun food for him to wait for him to come back.

Damn, the world is difficult, and scumbags are rampant!

Lin Xuao, who stayed in other inns overnight, just climbed into bed to rest, and sneezed earth-shatteringly, and the next second the bed board "clicked" and broke into two sections, and I had never seen anyone sneeze and use internal force.

After Mu Qingao understood the reason for her anger, his forehead twitched with pain.

How do you explain to Qingyun that he fraudulently used the identity of "Lin Xuao" in Liujia Village?

Mu Qingao, who has always been very smart, fell into a problem, he could only follow Qingyun's words and count down "Lin Xuao", and finally took the responsibility on himself, saying that he used people improperly, and harmed her mother and son to suffer a lot, so that Song Qingyun could shut up.

He sat next to Song Qingyun and guarded it, dealing with the backlog of official business in his hands, and occasionally looked up at Song Qingyun who was knitting a sweater with his eyes closed, and his lips unconsciously curved an arc.

The years are quiet, and the present world is stable.

In the middle of the night, Qingyun finally finished weaving the last stitch, stood up and yawned and stretched without an image, sensing that something was wrong, and found that Mu Qingao was looking at her with an incomprehensible gaze, and she realized that she had forgotten that there was a big living person in the room.

"Why don't you go to sleep yet?" Song Qingyun asked in a daze.

"Hmm!" Mu Qingao responded lightly, and took out an agarwood the size of a fingernail from his arms and lit it.

"Rest early, I'll take you to the north of the city tomorrow."

On the second day, after Liu Yanping got a new sweater, he was moved to tears.

Qian Xishun pursed his lips and said with disdain in his eyes, "Isn't it just a fancy dress?" Baby's like something. ”

Song Qingyun smiled and said nothing, his eyes betrayed his heart, obviously he wanted to pretend that it didn't matter, this is the so-called "duplicity".

When Qian Xishun found out that Mu Qingao and the others had that kind of strange clothes, he became no longer calm.

"Mrs. Song, I heard that you made this kind of thing?"

"No, it's Miss Wang Shuqi, the daughter of Lord Wang Xueyuan, the governor of Shanxi."

Qian Xishun continued to pout his lips disdainfully, "It doesn't matter who she is, I want to ask Mrs. Song to help me weave one, for the sake of my old age and infirmity, you must carry forward the fine tradition of respecting the old and loving the young, and you can't refuse me." ”

Song Qingyun was not moved by him, his head shook into a rattle and said resolutely, "Uncle, when I'm done, let alone a sweater, even woolen pants can knit one for you, but I have to go out today, so take advantage of this time, you can go collect some wool and come back." ”

"Mrs. Song is going out with the prince again?"

the fart!

Song Qingyun's eyes darkened, and there was a hint of sourness in his voice, "Go out and find someone." ”

"Who are you looking for?"

Song Qingyun looked at him, stunned for a moment at Qian Xishun's cunning eyes, and she muttered, "You probably know, I have a son, right?" ”

"Oh......" Qian Xishun was taken aback and asked with wide eyes, "Your son...... That is, the prince's son-in-law...... It's gone? ”

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