Qin Minzhi listened to Song Liran's words and nodded in agreement.

"That's true, but, after delaying your talent, you have to stay at home for a few years. Qin Minzhi sighed for his friend.

"I'm fine, as long as the Song family can be safe and sound, I don't care. Paying this little bit for the Song family, what is calculated, and the whole family that is preserved is a big thing. Today's Song family is far away from the chaotic land of the court, and the Qin family is still in the quagmire. The Song family and the Qin family have always been good friends, and the Song family has been preserved, Qin family, how are you doing?" Song Liran asked hesitantly.

"The Qin family is just a sister-in-law of mine, or a sick seedling, I can't enter the office, the Qin family is just a Qin prince, does he still have to do something to the Qin family? This Qin family has long been able to see what it will be like for decades. Qin Minzhi said slowly, not taking Song Liran's words to heart at all.

The situation of the Qin family is very different from that of the Song family, and the Qin family is a son-in-law.

Although he became famous in his early years, he has been sick for many years, and his name has long been worn out by illness.

It is no longer a threat to the royal family, and the royal family has done a good job of treating the Qin family well.

After all, he was the son of the world, and he gave Qin Minzhi an idle position with an empty name.

Naturally, the royal family would not need to treat the Qin family like this, because the successor of the Qin family is a medicine jar, and it is impossible to tell when Qin Shizi will go.

If such a family makes a move, there is no need at all, and the tiger is no longer a tiger if it has no teeth.

"You can see it. Song Liran said with a smile.

"That's, and I don't see who the master is. Qin Minzhi raised his eyebrows and said, "Actually, it's not entirely like that. ”

The royal family is indeed not the object of Qin Minzhi's scheming efforts.

Qin Wangye is the object of Qin Minzhi's opposition.

How could an eight-year-old person fall ill once, and how could such a smart person be easily murdered.

If it weren't for him, who would be able to attack him easily, he would just push the boat with the flow.

"I said, why did your head suddenly wake up, I reminded you before that you are not the right thing. Qin Minzhi said lazily.

"At that time, I was proud, I dealt with such a big thing, I was carried away, where could I listen to anything. Song Liran said with some shame. "After I figured it out, I realized that your words were not pouring cold water, but real advice. ”

"How did you figure it out? Tell me about it. Qin Minzhi asked with a smile.

"Actually, it's something to do with my sister. Song Liran said.

"Your sister, that little pink piggy. Qin Minzhi said with some surprise.

"Well, it's my sister. Song Liran nodded.

Then, Song Liran told Qin Minzhi about the events of that day as it was.

"This time it's really thanks to my sister's crooked hit. Song Liran thought that if it weren't for his sister's crooked beating this time, the Song family would be ...... Not daring to think about it, Song Liran's expression sank.

Qin Minzhi muttered, "Is it crooked?"

"Big brother, I'm here to bring you food!" A childish voice sounded, it was Song Bao'er.

The round body pushed the door in, and the fat man was really like a little pig.

In the past few days, Song Baoer has been living very comfortably at home, and she is simply spoiled.

Even the usually stern Song Hou Ye always smiled when he saw Song Bao'er.

And the requirements for Song Baoer are not as strict as before, and in front of Mrs. Song, she also praised Song Baoer for a while.

And Mrs. Song is naturally happy, this is not Song Bao'er has eaten and drunk well these days, her small body has grown a circle, and she is even more like a fat pig.

Song Bao'er entered Song Liran's room and saw Qin Minzhi also there, just like a mouse seeing a cat.

Walking on tiptoe, and speaking in a small voice, she is always a little afraid of her eldest brother's beautiful friend.

Well, that's right!

In Song Bao'er's eyes, Qin Minzhi is a beauty, but a poisonous beauty.

I just don't know if Qin Minzhi knew what he looked like in Song Bao'er's eyes, it is estimated that he would have educated Song Bao'er a long time ago.

Song Bao'er strode to the table and put the food on the table.

He turned around and ran out the door.

"Stop. Qin Minzhi's lazy voice sounded, playing with the green silk in his hand, smiling warmly, and the smile couldn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

Song Bao'er's body stiffened and slowly turned around.

Two small hands held the placket of the shirt on the chest, crumpling the clothes.

"Who taught you?"

"What?" Song Bao'er asked a little nervously.

Qin Minzhi squatted down and looked at Song Bao'er, his eyes full of coldness.

His face was full of smiles, his hand dragged his chin, and he said with a smile: "Unload the mill and kill the donkey, cross the river and tear down the bridge"

"Hmm, who taught it?" Qin Minzhi smiled even more weirdly.