Helian Sheng was lying, and was questioned by Song Yao, so he chose not to answer.

It's not that Helian Sheng can't make up a reason, it's just that he doesn't want to continue to deceive Song Yao, otherwise he will feel uneasy.

Seeing that Helian Sheng was silent, Song Yao only thought that it was inconvenient for him, so he didn't ask anymore.

"Forget it, you have such a complicated family background, it is a miracle that you can survive to this day." Song Yao sighed, looked up at Helian Sheng, and said softly: "It's just that you have to promise me that you have to be careful when you go back, and don't have any more accidents, you know?" ”

"Okay." Helian Sheng nodded.

The poison in the last time was not resolved, and Helian Sheng's physical condition was indeed not very good.

However, the general poison is not against Helian Sheng, if it is highly poisonous......

Helian Sheng's eyes narrowed, if the emperor knew his situation at the moment, he would definitely use all means to deal with him, that was the real danger.

Song Yao didn't know what Helian Sheng was thinking, otherwise he would have persuaded him...... No, it is to force Helian Sheng to leave the capital, so that his safety can be more guaranteed.

In the end, it was He Liansheng who took Song Yao's hand and came to the hall.

Looking at the appearance of this house, someone also cleans it on weekdays, but Song Yao didn't see a single subordinate.

But when I think of Helian Sheng's habit of never liking people coming in and out of his side, he doesn't think it's strange.

"Won't you even ask me how I'm doing in kilometers?" After the two talked for a while, Song Yao asked with some complaints.

"Your situation in the palace, someone reports to me every day, and I have wronged you today." Holding Song Yao's hand, Helian Sheng said apologetically.

"But that's not what I said personally, can it be the same!" Song Yao pouted, unconsciously coquettish.

"Want revenge?" He Liansheng chuckled, squeezed Song Yao's palm and asked, "Say, how do you want to get angry, I'll do it for you." ”

"Forget it, then the Qin nobles didn't do anything to me, it's better to have more than one thing." Song Yao is not so generous, but she just doesn't want to have anything to do with the palace.

Even if Helian Sheng has great ability, if he wants to move the Qin nobles, he will lose something.

The most important thing is that Qin Guiren is now pregnant, and Song Yao doesn't want to harm an innocent child.

But Song Yao also knew in her heart that once Qin Gui gave birth to a dragon son, the Qin family would definitely have something to rely on, and they would definitely find trouble with her in the future, and it would hurt to think about it.

"Don't worry, Qin Guiren has no life to advance again." Helian Sheng saw Song Yao's thoughts, so he comforted.

"What do you mean by that?" Song Yao was slightly stunned, believing that what Helian Sheng said was not a lie, but she was not sure if it was the same thing as what she thought.

"There are not many heirs of the emperor, Qin Guiren is pregnant with a dragon fetus, and she takes refuge in the queen, which dooms her." Helian Sheng sneered.

When she was still a concubine, when she was pregnant with Helian Sheng, she almost lost her life several times.

The first emperor was so protective, there was still such a danger, not to mention that the Qin nobles were only protected by the queen.

And the queen's purpose is not simple, Qin Guiren is just a chess piece in her hands, and where Qin Guiren will go depends on how much interest she has.

Song Yao's breath stagnated, thinking back to Qin Guiren's towering belly, and couldn't help but feel sorry for the prince who had not yet been born.

But Helian Sheng has already made it very clear that not ordinary people are qualified to give birth to a son to the emperor, and Qin Guiren is obviously not qualified enough.

"This royal heir is really difficult to give birth." Song Yao said with emotion.

"Even if those people in the harem don't do it, I won't let anyone who is troublesome for you stay." Helian Sheng said coldly, but looking at Song Yao's eyes, he was extremely gentle.

"Don't!" Song Yao hurriedly shouted, "Lian Sheng, don't dirty your hands for me unless it's necessary." ”

Helian Sheng smiled lightly, he understood that Song Yao was afraid that he would kill evil, but he didn't know how many people he had killed with his hands.

On the front line, the soldiers are the most innocent, but they are fighting bloodily for their families and countries, but the enemy is the enemy, and there is no good or evil.

Helian Sheng won't say these words, and he may not have the opportunity to go to the battlefield again in the future, so it would be better to make Song Yao feel more at ease.

"Don't worry, I won't waste my own people for the sake of a Qin noble." Helian Sheng hooked his fingers, motioned for Song Yao to come closer, and said in a low voice, "Did you miss me?" ”

I thought that Helian Sheng was going to get down to business, but as soon as he got closer, he heard him ask such a sentence, and Song Yao's face suddenly turned red.

"Nope." Song Yao said stiffly.

"But I miss you." Helian Sheng stretched out his hand, held the back of Song Yao's head, and dropped a kiss on her eyebrows, "Yaoyao, I miss you, I miss you very much." ”

Song Yao wanted to say something, but Helian Sheng had already kissed her on the lips and swallowed her words into her belly.

The two haven't seen each other for some days, they are in love, they miss it very much, and this lingering and sympathetic kiss has also deepened, as if they want to integrate with each other into the bone marrow in order to solve the lovesickness.

Not to mention how the two loved, Song Yuanbao, who was a guest in Shangshu Mansion, made a few new friends with his sweet and harmless smile and that small mouth that could pat on the back.

Naturally, these friends are all friends invited by Cui Jincheng.

But Cui Jincheng is not an ordinary person after all, and some of the things he invited were not invited as guests because of the feelings of adults.

I don't know if Song Yuanbao and Cui Jincheng have a good relationship, or if the three views of the two teach their friends are similar, this time I participated in Cui Jincheng's birthday banquet, and I also offended these people by the way.

It's too much to say it's offended, after all, it's all disagreement between children.

But it will definitely not be possible to get close in the future, and that little friction will also be taken to Song Yuanbao's heart, and sooner or later he will have to find the field.

"Yuanbao, this is my post, you can go and play with me when you have time, I have a lot of treasures." The boy who spoke was only about ten years old, dressed in brocade clothes, and had the style of a noble son.

"And mine." Another teenager also handed out the post.

Several teenagers left posts for Song Yuanbao one after another, and Song Yuanbao accepted them with a smile, but he didn't prepare the post, which was inevitably a little embarrassing.

However, Song Yuanbao is the youngest, as long as he smiles, he can resolve it.

"My family lives in Xiliu Hutong, and after entering, the third house, the door plaque says Song Mansion, brothers can go to me if they have time." Song Yuanbao patted the small backpack and pouted: "My mother has entered the palace, and I don't know when I will be able to go home, without my mother's nod, I can't go to my brothers for the time being." ”

"It's okay, we can go to you." Seeing Song Yuanbao's lost look, Cui Jincheng was the first to say: "Three days later, the academy will be closed, and we will go to play with you." I heard that your mother is the god of cooking, and you must have a lot of delicious food in your house, and there are no adults watching it, so we can play as we want. ”

"That's a good word, let's make an appointment in three days, and then I'll bring my toys over." The first teenager who gave Song Yuanbao a post spoke first again, and after speaking, he felt that something was wrong, and asked: "Your mother is not at home, is it appropriate for us to go?" You don't want to go hungry, do you? ”

The boy's words made the others laugh and they all said that he was a foodie.

Song Yuanbao replied very seriously: "Of course you can come, my mother agrees with me teaching my friends." And my mother's cooking skills are good, but Sister Red Sleeves and Sister Kexin, who follow my mother's work, are also very good at cooking. By the way, and Uncle Qinghai. ”

"Can you eat your mother's food from the competition? I heard that the Buddha jumped over the wall, and it seemed that the gods were very tempted. Cui Jincheng said this.

The matter of the Kitchen God Contest has changed its taste when it reaches the capital, and Song Yao is almost a myth.

Needless to say, inspirational or something, I don't know how many people's tears have been earned, and it is also a role model for many women.

But the dish of Buddha jumping over the wall is rumored to be a dream given to Song Yao by a god, saying that Song Yao's cooking skills are good enough to make this dish.

In other words, Buddha jumping over the wall is a dish that the gods like to eat, and only Song Yao can make it.

"Mmmm, it's so delicious, I almost swallowed my tongue." Song Yuanbao recalled the delicacy of the Buddha jumping over the wall, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva, but said with a gloomy expression: "But my mother is too busy, and I have only eaten it once." Uncle Qinghai and they all beat their mothers, but what they made was not as delicious as what their mothers made, and I didn't like it. ”

"That's right." Cui Jincheng and the others were a little disappointed.

You must know that the dignitaries and nobles in the capital are all waiting in line to eat Buddha and jump over the wall, which is a symbol of status.

Moreover, the Buddha jumped over the wall only appeared in the Chef God Competition, except for the judges and contestants that day, only the rich merchant who spent a lot of money had tasted it.

"When my mother is free, I will talk to my mother and ask her to do it for you. But that has to be before leaving the capital outside, otherwise my mother won't have time. ”

Song Yuanbao took the silk handkerchief handed by the silver, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile:

"Although you can't eat Buddha jumping over the wall now, you may be able to eat our family's unique dishes. It was also during the Chef God Contest that my mother did, and my Qinghai uncle got the true inheritance of my mother. ”

Cui Jincheng and the others were children, and when they heard this, they began to ask what kind of dish it was and what it tasted like.

A group of little ones talked until it was dinner time before they remembered that it was time to go home.

Although Shangshu Mansion was not short of this meal, when they went out, they told their families that they would go to the banquet at noon.

Now some people have returned home, but they have not returned for a long time, and there is really no way to explain.

Relatively speaking, Song Yuanbao was the one who was least in a hurry to go home, so he accompanied Cui Jincheng to see off the guests.

When everyone comes to the birthday banquet, they all give gifts, and when they go back, they also bring back gifts, which is the rule.

"Yuanbao, the picture drawn by your mother is very special, if your mother is not busy, can you trouble your mother to help me draw a few more? I want to carve this into a jade carving, it must be very popular. Cui Jincheng asked.

"Well...... this" Song Yuanbao pointed at his fingers, a little embarrassed.

"When I finish carving, I will give it to you if you like, and you can help me say a good word to your mother." Cui Jincheng also knew that Song Yao was busy, but he really liked this kind of painting, which was very in line with his current creative inspiration.

"Little brother, you misunderstood, ingots don't mean that." Song Yuanbao was happy in his heart, but waved his hand again and again: "I don't know when I will see my mother again, so I don't dare to pack the ticket!" But I will remember my little brother's words, and I will ask my mother for help very seriously. ”

"Interesting." Cui Jincheng laughed happily and slapped Song Yuanbao on the shoulder, which made Song Yuanbao feel a little painful.

"Little brother, the ingots will go first, and the red-sleeved sister is still waiting for me in the carriage." Song Yuanbao waved his hand, looking reluctant.

"It's a return gift, you bring it." Cui Jincheng took a brocade box from his subordinates, stuffed it into Song Yuanbao's hand, and said with a smile: "Don't forget our three-day appointment." ”

"No, Brother Yinzi will also help Yuan Bao remember." Song Yuanbao nodded solemnly.