With a bang, the back of Song Qingyun's head was hit with a hard object, and the pain that suddenly pierced her heart made her unconscious, and blood dripped down her hair.

"Are you sick? You knocked her out before I finished speaking? Wang Shuqi angrily scolded the strong man who knocked Song Qingyun unconscious, the man blinked his eyes, and said aggrievedly, "Miss, she almost hit you, my task is to ensure that Miss's personal safety is not attacked." ”

"You idiot, wait for my signal next time before acting, it's really a waste."

Wang Shuqi was so angry that she brushed her sleeves away, and soon someone came in to bandage Song Qingyun's head, until she woke up again the next day, and there was an extra bowl of steaming noodles on the side of the kang.

Struggling to sit up, regardless of whether the noodles were poisoned, her already hungry chest was pressed against her back, and it was impossible not to let her eat it.

After eating, she finally noticed something abnormal, and the bottom of her tongue was numb with bitterness, and Song Qingyun's face turned white after realizing it.

"Sister Song, did you sleep well last night?" Wang Shuqi wore a very plain Tsing Yi robe, with a simple bun on his head, and two simple bead hairpins inserted into his head, his face was white and clean, and he looked very refreshing and neat.

Song Qingyun subconsciously lowered his head, and found that the dirty clothes on his body had been changed into a garnet-red narrow-sleeved brocade robe, his hair was scattered over his shoulders, and a bandage was wrapped around the back of his head.

This is really strange, Wang Shuqi has always painted exquisite makeup to show people, why does he seem to have changed now?

She stared at Wang Shuqi with disdain for a long time, her face slightly gloomy.

"Sister Song's temper is really hard to fathom, I didn't finish my words yesterday, my sister took advantage of the moment to make it clear to you, Doubao is not dead, but his current situation is no different from a dead man, as long as my sister takes the initiative to give up fighting with me for the prince, I promise to send Doubao back safe and sound."

"Wang slut, do you think that I was beaten in the head and forgot what you said last night? It was you who said that the inn was turned into a piece of charcoal, and now you tell me that Doubao was held hostage by your people, do you think I will believe it? ”

"You can't trust me, you should always believe the words of the prince, and when he comes, you can ask casually."

Song Qingyun wasn't sure if she had been poisoned, her tongue was still bitter and numb, but there was no pain in her toes and the injured back of her head, so she suspected that Wang Shuqi had added pain-relieving medicine to the noodles, but it relieved her temporary pain and made her sober wait for Mu Qingao to arrive.

Just after noon, the sound of horses' hooves came one after another, someone broke into the yard, Wang Shuqi quickly caught up, and shouted delicately, "Lord Wang, you have worked hard." ”

"Miss Wang doesn't have to be polite." With a cold sound, the door was pushed open, and a cold air rolled in, Song Qingyun opened his eyes and wanted to sit up.

"Sister Song, don't move, your body is weak, it's better to lie down." A pair of soft and smooth little hands rested on her shoulders, secretly exerting force, pressing her into the quilt.

"Lord Wang, my sister is blessed with a great life, thanks to meeting me on the road, otherwise the consequences are really unimaginable." Wang Shuqi sobbed, took out a handkerchief and dipped it in the corner of his eye, and said very generously, "Lord Wang, you are worried about your sister's safety, you must have a lot to say, I won't bother you and your sister, you haven't eaten yet, right?" I'll arrange lunch for you in the kitchen. ”

Wang Shuqi thoughtfully tucked the quilt corner for Song Qingyun, and then went out lightly, like a benevolent house in the back house that worries about her husband.

"There's Miss Laowang." Mu Qingao is also a humble gentleman, with a hint of softness in his voice.

When the door closes, the quiet pin drop can be heard in the room.

Song Qingyun struggled to sit up, the first time she wanted to be careful and look at the man in front of her seriously, but what caught her eye was a dark color.

The hood on Mu Qingao's head was not taken off, only revealing a little delicate and flawless chin that made people reverie, and she couldn't even see his eyes.

Song Qingyun was a little annoyed, "Lord Jing, I heard that you are looking for me everywhere?" ”

Mu Qingao's eyes hidden under the hood stared at Song Qingyun for a moment, her face was sickly gray, even if she was wearing bright clothes, she couldn't bring her the slightest vitality, her weak body looked weak under the wide brocade robe, but those eyes seemed to have been washed by rain, big and bright, and she couldn't allow him to say half a word to plug her.

"Yes."

"Thanks to the prince's concern, the women are grateful, but the prince can't track down my whereabouts alone, right? Wang Shuqi said that the inn was burned down by fire, did you find Doubao? Where are the others now? ”

Her continuous questions and eager eyes made Mu Qingao stunned for a moment, and he said softly, "Doubao's whereabouts are unknown, I have sent someone to look for it, but one thing is certain, Doubao is alive and not burned to death." ”

When he spoke like this, his heart was already dripping blood, and when he learned that Wang Shuqi had found Song Qingyun and said that Doubao was not following her, at that moment, Mu Qingao was furious to the extreme.

He was extremely remorseful, it was he who personally sent the two into the abyss, he overestimated his own ability, and also underestimated the strength of the enemy, now it is too late to say anything, he can only make up for the damage caused to Song Qingyun by finding Doubao at all costs, so no matter whether she beats or scolds, he has no complaints.

It's a pity that what he was waiting for was a sigh from Song Qingyun.

"Lord Wang, you take off your hood so that I can see your face clearly." Song Qingyun's voice was flat, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

Mu Qingao did so, and a peerless face appeared in front of Qingyun abruptly, and she admitted that she was shocked, because Prince Jing always refused to meet her, and she once thought that he was a rough man with a beard.

"I ...... Have I seen you somewhere? ”

In my memory, there seemed to be a face flashing by, and the fast light cloud didn't have time to catch it.

"Song Qingyun, I promise you will find Doubao as soon as possible, there are too many variables in the northwest this time, and it is my fault that I didn't take care of your mother and son."

"It's your fault, Lord Jing, I see that you are handsome and have a wife from the emperor, why do you hold me up? If it weren't for your repeated visits to monitor me and plan my life, why would my son and I have ended up where we are today? ”

It doesn't matter what kind of bullshit prince you are, Song Qingyun found a breakthrough to vent her resentment, and she was out of control, scolding Mu Qingao's face and the green tendons on her hands burst out, so she could not close her mouth and stare at him with palpitations.

"I want to leave here, you don't want to use your obscenity to force me to stay by your side, the Tao is not the same, you and I are fundamentally people from two worlds, so please raise your noble hand and chase your happiness, don't come to pester me."

After a while, Mu Qingao nodded heavily, and said in a dumb voice, "Okay, I'll send someone to send you back." ”

After that, he went out without looking back, explained a few words to his subordinates in the yard, and then rode away without dragging his feet, for Song Qingyun, it was like a dream, and his mood was extremely complicated.

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