Song Yisheng strode back to the main room, and while waiting for Yang Dehai's news, he was not idle, and called many people to learn about the big and small things that happened when he was not at home.

Especially related to Shanyun, he pays more attention to it.

It's just that he is suspicious by nature, even if he believes something, he always wants to find some more corroborating evidence, just in case.

It is his suspicion that has made him successful to where he is today.

From an orphan and widow who was bullied, he became a serious marquis feared by everyone in Qing'an City, trapped the group of bastards in the second room in Xifu and called the heavens and the earth to be unspiritual, and lived tremblingly all day long.

But today, he somewhat regretted getting these testimonies.

"After Miss Shanyun came back, she was either in the bedroom or in the wooden room, and the rest time at night was also very regular, and she never went out."

"The eldest lady and the girl had two arguments, once in the study and once in the lobby, for the girl named Wood Kite."

"That's right, the wooden kite is called Miss Shanyun, and there were many slaves and maids in the house at that time, and they all heard it."

"Miss Wood Kite said that she was captured by the eldest lady as a fugitive slave on the way to Chang'an to find you, because Miss Shanyun was afraid that the punishment on her head would make people embarrassed, so she let her take the slave contract, but she didn't expect to be misunderstood by the eldest lady."

The stewards and slaves were naturally careful in their wording, and they didn't dare to say that Song Yijin was not, nor did they dare to say that Changning was not good.

But Song Yisheng heard the smell of gunpowder inside.

He knows Song Yijin's temper, if she loses face for a girl, and there is no way to take Shanyun alive, she will definitely hold a grudge for a long time.

His sister is jealous of someone, and she will really do whatever it takes.

With a bang, Song Yisheng slammed his fist on the table.

But he didn't expect that Song Yijin would dare to joke about this kind of thing.

"What about the eldest lady's injury?"

"Hurt ...... Outside they were catching assassins for the eldest lady, but the young lady said that it was...... It was the thief who did it. ”

"Catch the assassins." Song Yisheng said playfully.

Obviously, the word assassin is not equivalent to Liu Huazhang, and he is not even the remnants of the Liu family.

Cao Shizi, he is really shrewd.

did not make a big fuss to make the people in the city panic, but also did not ignore it and give him a handle.

"Let's go down." Song Yisheng waved his hand and suddenly beckoned: "Come back." ”

"I went to the Qingnuan Pavilion today, and the colorful moon in front of the door seems to be injured, what's going on." He looked at the stewards.

Several people looked at each other, and stopped talking.

In this matter, even my aunt made them keep their mouths shut.

Song Yisheng squinted his eyes and snorted coldly: "I'm still the head of this family." ”

The stewards knelt down in panic: "Master Hou is angry, Caiyue in Miss Shanyun's room was injured by Aunt Lian." ”

Song Yisheng hummed and motioned for them to continue.

"Auntie...... The aunt said that Caiyue stole the jewelry in her room. ”

"Yijin also said that the women in the side courtyard stole her jewelry, so these two things are the same?" Song Yisheng said with a smile.

The stewards smiled dryly and nodded.

Song Yisheng didn't need to ask about the rest of the matter, and he knew that the women were jealous.

"This Lianzhu is really not a long memory." Song Yisheng squinted.

The death of a jealous Gu is not enough to wake up.

If he hadn't confessed before leaving, and took care of Shanyun as a master, now that he is back, I'm afraid he won't even be able to see her.

They can do it!

Song Yisheng was upset when he thought about it, and waved his hand to drive the stewards away.

It's just that he asked this sentence more today, and the impact was not small.

Even a maid beside him can get the attention of Hou Ye, is that Shanyun girl far away from the branches?

What's more, people are also from young ladies, no wonder Hou Ye likes it.

The stewards have their own ideas in their hearts, but Song Yisheng is still secretly hating, and the twelve embryos that he taught well have been destroyed like this, forcing him to take risks now and hold the daughter of the Mo family, how can he not hate.

What a risk you have to take.

If Mo Chengyin becomes a princess, the first thing must be to track down the Mo family's unjust case, and when the time comes, if one is not handled well, he will be involved.

That's really raising tigers.

Song Yisheng's caution made him entangled and uneasy, and he didn't rest for a long time.

He was waiting for Yang Dehai to come back.

It's so late, Yang Dehai definitely didn't pay a visit to the Shen family.

Moreover, with the previous relationship between the Song family and the Shen family, the Shen family may not even give face to him, the Qing'an Waiting Master, let alone a commander under his command.

Yang Dehai must have gone to the sword.

Sure enough, Yang Dehai came to Shen Jinrong's room in a night suit, and the kidnappers left.

However, he did not go far, but carried Shen Jinrong, who was knocked unconscious, to Mrs. Shen's room.

Of course, Mrs. Shen said everything.

However, she is very smart, and she has explained what Changning has arranged before.

A handsome adult man, but he didn't see his true face.

Yang Dehai knew in his heart, and he didn't want to be an enemy of the Shen family, so he let people leave.

Mrs. Shen was frightened, and patted her daughter's cheek worriedly: "Rong'er, Rong'er." ”

"She's fine." A hoarse voice came from behind the screen, and it was impossible to tell if it was a man or a woman.

"Who!" Mrs. Shen is a spirit.

"Didn't you ask me to come here, can't I borrow a place to sleep?" The owner of the voice complained.

As soon as Mrs. Shen realized who was coming, she heard her clothes flying, and the person disappeared

Shen Jinrong woke up faintly: "Mother? ”

"Oh my good daughter, don't accept this kind of thing next time." Mrs. Shen patted her heart.

"I'm okay mother, didn't she deliver a message saying that as long as you do what she tells you, this person will not kidnap me." Shen Jinrong comforted his mother.

Mrs. Shen still had lingering palpitations: "Fortunately, I listened to her, but how can she trust us so much, in case I tell her......"

"Mother, she understands us."

Shen Jinrong licked his lips: "She understands that our Shen family will not be treacherous, not to mention, the arrangement made by her is the most time-saving and labor-saving way, and there is no need for extra explanations, how can we ask for trouble." ”

"We, in fact, are all in her urn."

Mrs. Shen nodded and looked at her daughter again.

In the past, although my daughter was smart, she didn't think so much, what's wrong with today.

Are you studying that Musheng girl?

"Oh yes, just now...... That one just came. Mrs. Shen looked at her daughter: "He looked for you before?" ”

Shen Jinrong shook his head blankly: "No, my father's letter only said that he was given the news, and he didn't say when he would arrive." ”

"Hey, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse to recruit him." Mrs. Shen sighed.

Shen Jinrong patted his mother's hand.

Under the cover of night, Yang Dehai was dressed in black, walking on the eaves, and soon returned to Qing'an Houfu, not even having time to change his clothes, and jumped into Song Yisheng's main compound.

The guards saw the man in black who suddenly fell, and rushed over with guns.

"It's me." Yang Dehai took off his mask.

Song Yisheng heard the movement and came out, waved his hand to order the guards to retreat, and with a look, Yang Dehai immediately flashed into the house.

There was a new light in the house, the two of them talked by candlelight, and the courtyard was quiet.

A green leaf fell from the tree and was caught by one in mid-air.

"It's Qing'an Houfu again, it's really interesting." The person who followed Yang Dehai pinched the leaf stalk and twisted it, talking to himself.