"The little gangster who took the lead said that he was going to succeed in the mansion that day, but a pair of master and servant suddenly appeared and rescued the one from Zhuyun Garden, and they were also injured a lot, and they were avoiding the limelight some time ago." Rue Xiang rubbed her neck, which had left red marks.

Jiang Wanyin hooked her eyes, "Have you found out who it is?" ”

"Haven't found it yet." Rue Xiang replied truthfully.

Suddenly, Jiang Wanyin remembered the gorse she saw in Zhuyun Yuan that day, "You can send someone to check on the gorse again." ”

She clearly remembered that Duan Wangchen was only angry after she accidentally saw the gorse that Song Qingge hid in the scroll.

Even if Song Qingge came to apologize, he was indifferent, he wouldn't have been like this before.

"Yes."

Rue Xiang took it down, covered the red mark on her neck for her, and retreated.

"No, I can't just give up!" Song Qingge, who had been lying on the guardrail for a long time, suddenly raised his head.

Her eyes were still full of tears, but there was a touch of stubbornness between her slender willow eyebrows.

"Miss, you have finally figured it out, you must not allow that person in Qiu Yuan to slander you like this!" Clenching his fingers, Furou said indignantly.

"You quietly send someone to ask where that Xi Po lives, and I want to see if there is really a sick child in her house?"

She lowered her voice, and her eyes showed a calmness that she had never seen before.

"Hmm!"

Fu Rou responded and hurriedly went to find someone to investigate.

As the sun sank, the yellow sunlight fell on Song Qingge's knees, making her gold-embroidered skirt glow with layers of light like scales.

Suddenly, a figure fell from the eaves.

Song Qingge was frightened, and when he settled down, he saw that the person in front of him was Yufeng, "Why are you?" Remembering the gorse she saw last time in the East Garden of Changle Mansion, she lowered her fingertips slightly.

"Let the second lady be frightened, is it the wind." Yufeng bowed his head and admitted his mistake, and then said: "My son-in-law asked me to bring a message to the second lady, and the matter of Xi Po should not be investigated." ”

Song Qingge frowned, and a wave of doubt appeared on his face: "Why?" ”

"Childe is for the sake of the second lady, and the words of the wind have been brought." He jumped and disappeared from Song Qingge's eyes in an instant.

Song Qingge tugged at the corners of his lips, and before he could ask the words, the others were gone.

Lowering her eyes, she stared at the silent courtyard around her, and hurried back to Zhuyun Garden.

In the evening, when Fu Rou came back from outside, she saw her sitting on a brocade stool with a solemn face.

"Let me ask you, you really haven't seen anyone else that day when you came back from looking for your husband outside the house?" Song Qingge's face was calm, and her eyes were staring at her tightly.

"Miss, you, what's wrong with you? Fu Rou snorted, her eyes dodging.

"Furou, is it possible that in this mansion, I can't even trust you?" There was a bit of disappointment in her words, Furou survived with her from the Song Palace, and served by her side since she was a child.

Suddenly, Furou knelt in front of her with a 'plop' and rubbed her eyes, "The slave didn't mean to hide it from you..."

"That day, the slave left you alone on the corridor to go out to find the husband, which caused the young lady to be almost humiliated, but fortunately, the young lady was saved in time, so that the young lady's name was not humiliated. The guard beside him, Yu Feng, told the slave and maid that this matter should not be mentioned in front of anyone, and even the young lady could not mention it, for fear that the young lady would worry. ”

As she finished speaking, her eyes turned red.

Song Qingge's eyes sank, and Zhong Lingjun's beautiful cheeks flashed a little sick, and she understood the meaning of Yu Feng's words.

Those market gangsters didn't succeed, Jiang Wanyin secretly expected that she wouldn't shake this matter out, so she instigated Xi Po to act in such a game within a game.

If she investigates to the end, then Jiang Wanyin will shake this matter out, and it is a big deal to fight to the death, and Song Qingge's reputation will also be humiliated.

When the time comes, Duan Wangchen will hang her aside.

Men, the most important thing is women's honor.

"Have you found out where that Xi Po lives?"

couldn't bear to let her continue to kneel, Song Qingge helped her up from the ground.

Fu Rou took out a piece of paper from her sleeve, on which was the residence of the Xi Po in Chang'an City, Song Qingge put the note away, "Let's go to her house tomorrow." Then she glanced at Furou and asked her with guilt on her face, "Does your knee hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt." Furou shook her head, a smile on her lips.

Song Qingge's face showed a little relief, but her bright eyes slowly sank, and Xiao Yunqi's appearance when she was a child began to appear in her mind again.

Her fingers curled up slightly, causing a thin layer of sweat to form in her palms.

Isn't he dead?

The next day, Fu Rou quietly prepared a carriage at the back door of Zhuyunyuan, and Song Qingge, dressed in civilian clothes, followed her into the carriage.

Although the house where Xi Po lives is not one of the most prosperous areas in Chang'an City, it is not a street that ordinary people can afford to live in.

The carriage stopped at the corner of the house, and Fu Rou got out of the carriage with her hands in her arms.

Staring at the mansion in front of him, Song Qingge opened his lips slightly, "Living in such a spacious mansion, I don't know how much black-hearted money I received." ”

"Miss, you are waiting here, and the slave will go to find out for you whether the Xi Po is in the mansion." Furou poked her head and tiptoed out.

Suddenly, Haobai's wrist was grabbed, and Song Qingge was dragged into the alley on the side with his hands.

On the tip of the nose, I smelled the familiar fragrance of gorse.

"Childe?" She frowned, her eyes twinkling.

"Didn't I ask Yufeng to bring you a message so that you don't want to pursue Xi Po anymore?" Luo Jingsheng stared straight at her with those eyes like cold stars, and a trace of anxiety appeared between his outstanding eyebrows.

"But, I don't want my cousin to misunderstand—" She lowered her eyes in a weak voice, not daring to stare at his eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

"For his sake, even your own reputation?" He grabbed her wrist tightly and pressed her against the edge of the wall.

The aura around her gradually solidified, and she was silent for a moment, her long eyelashes moving, "I can't care about so much." ”

Duan Wangchen snubbed her for too long.

A wave of grievance welled up in her heart, "Since I was a child, he has never doubted me. A teardrop fell on her long eyelashes, and a line of tears flowed from her eye socket and was stubbornly wiped away by her.

Luo Jingsheng's eyes that were like cold stars darkened for a moment, and there was a burst of sourness in his heart, which melted away little by little, so sour that his internal organs were about to be squeezed out.

His strength increased little by little, "You, you hurt me..."Song Qingge, who lowered his head, frowned tightly, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose.

His eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly let go of his hand, his eyes falling to the wall, "There is only one way to solve this matter." ”

Song Qingge rubbed his wrist, turned his head sideways and asked him, "What's the method?" ”

The scorching sun shone through the branches, and small pieces of sunlight spilled onto his side face, smearing a layer of enchanting luster.

The contours of the eyebrows and eyes are very similar to what Xiao Yunqi looked like when he was a child.

His eyes were dark, and Song Qingge lowered his brows.

"The second lady doesn't have to come forward, she just needs to send someone to deliver the news that there is this mansion in the name of Xi Po to the ears of Marquis Duan. When the time comes, everything will fall into place. ”

Luo Jingsheng's words woke her up.

Her eyes lit up, and then a trace of doubt flashed on her face, "However, I only have a few relationships with Childe, why did Childe help me three times?" ”

She thought for a moment, and the sentence 'Have you ever known Childe and I?' After all, she was choked in her throat.

"Master Hou told me that apart from the Wang family, you are the person she values the most. I have always been good friends with Master Hou, so you will naturally help with your affairs. ”

He smiled, very genuinely.

She blinked her fine eyelashes and slowly walked out of the alley.

After taking two steps, she suddenly turned around and asked him, "Can Childe believe that there are people like him in this world?" ”

Suddenly, a bitterness appeared in his throat, and he smiled at her and said, "I don't believe it." Under the smiling eyebrows, there was a lot of sorrow.

"Then I'll send another box of peach blossom cake to Gongzi's mansion another day."

As she spoke, the figure disappeared from the mouth of the alley.