"I know about the gorse in your heart, but over the years, my feelings for you have always been sincere, and I have never had two hearts."

Song Qingge held the corner of the quilt and spoke loudly.

It was her appearance that she was not afraid of the shadow, which made Duan Wuchen feel ridiculous, and he sneered, "Then how can you explain the matter of going to Changle Mansion?" ”

She was stunned for a moment, and clenched her lips and teeth, "I went to Changle Mansion, but I have something to ask Luo Gongzi." ”

"You're joining hands to tease me?" Duan Wangchen looked at her in disbelief, thinking of all the things that had happened before, which made him feel a chill in his heart.

Song Qingge rubbed his eyebrows, and his face showed fatigue, "I met him, or after we got married, you took me to his house to thank you, how can I join forces with him to tease you?" ”

"But he is also from Xiao Wangfu!"

He roared in a low voice, a hint of anger on his face.

"I'm tired." Song Qingge twisted his brows, lay down, and turned his back, unwilling to argue with him any more.

Seeing her resisting herself like this, Duan Wangchen snorted coldly, stretched out his foot and kicked away the stool on the side, and the stool hit the ground with a loud bang.

Song Qingge's body shook for a moment, and then he closed his eyes tightly.

He had no choice but to leave in a bad mood.

"Childe, as soon as Miss Song returned to the Hou Mansion, she had a serious illness, and I heard that she had been bedridden for several days."

Yu Feng stood in front of him, holding his sword and bowing his head slightly.

"What has Duan Wangchen been doing these days?"

His eyebrows were light, and his hand did not stop.

Yu Feng moved his hand with the sword, "As soon as Marquis Duan left the palace, he either drank in the tavern or locked himself in the study, and only went to see Miss Song once. ”

"Book a room in the tavern he frequents the most."

Since the beginning of spring, Jiang Hechi has been repeatedly appreciated in front of Emperor Xuanyuan, and the first person that Emperor Xuanyuan thinks of when he has an errand is him, Duan Wuchen still has the heart to play depressed.

"Yes."

After Yu Feng retreated, remembering what he had just said, Luo Jingsheng put down the pen in his hand.

At night, as soon as Fu Rou closed the door of the house, a figure fell from behind her, and Luo Jingsheng shot very quickly, directly sealing her acupoint, making her unable to move.

"Furou?"

Song Qingge, who was undressing her clothes, saw that she was delaying her to serve, so he called her.

Luo Jingsheng walked behind her, and a pair of slender and smooth hands closed her shirt from behind. Song Qingge hurriedly turned his head, his eyes slightly open, "Xiao... Childe? ”

She hurriedly fastened her shirt and gasped slightly, no different from the frightened look she had seen him for the first time in the Hou Gong's mansion.

"This is a medicine that soothes qi and blood, you take it first." He stretched out his hand towards her, and in the palm of his hand lay a small gold bottle.

"I'm fine."

Her eyelids moved, and she politely refused.

He glared at her, "You're pale, and you don't look like you're okay at all. ”

Seeing that she was still clutching her clothes, Luo Jingsheng stretched out her hand and waved, and the small gold bottle fell steadily on the table, "You have to take care of your body, if you die like this, I am not reconciled." ”

"Why don't you want me to be happy?"

Hearing his cold words, she finally raised her head and looked at him. She couldn't understand why he didn't come back to look for her for so many years since he was still alive, and pushed her to marry Duan Wangchen, and then provoked the relationship between her and Duan Wangchen.

She couldn't think of a reason for this.

Those young dreams, are they just a mirror and a moon?

"Do you know why the emperor suddenly beheaded King Xiao's mansion back then?" The candlelight dimmed, casting a shadow over his face, and the whole person looked obscure.

"I heard that it was Prince Xiao and my father who joined forces to seek power and take the throne, which made the emperor suspicious, so he ordered to punish our Xiao Wang family. But I never believed that Prince Xiao and my father would do such a thing. But the emperor forgave me, and I sent it to the Hou Mansion, even if I wanted to find out what happened back then, I was powerless. Her eyes were filled with guilt.

Luo Jingsheng was cold, obviously unimpressed by her words, "Then do you know who rescued you from the fire?" ”

She was slightly stunned, "When I woke up, I saw my cousin. My cousin also told me that he saved me. ”

Luo Jingsheng snorted coldly, and a little disdain appeared on Qingya's face, "He really knows how to be affectionate." He rolled up his sleeves and stretched his arms in front of her, staring at her, "See? This scar is the one I left behind when I rushed into the fire to save you. ”

He had a terrible scar on his arm.

Song Qingge's eyes were shocked, "This, what's going on?" Over the years, she had never doubted what Duan Wangchen said.