Qiao Muyu entered the palace, and Ling Siqing couldn't help but leave the mansion, and naturally followed the last ten.

Ling Siqing remembered that day with Liu Junsheng and Fang Mengchen had to be busy, and because of her and Qiao Muyu's affairs, she didn't take a break to come to Qingya Painting Workshop for a while, and she was free today, so she went happily.

The street is very lively, shops and vendors are vying for sales, the sound is coming and going, and the flow of people is surging.

While admiring the scenery, Ling Siqing neatly shuttled through the crowd, and walked to a pharmacy, but saw a very familiar figure, the person was holding a medicine bag in his hand, and his figure was mysterious.

Strange, isn't she Fang Mengchen's personal maid, how can she look like this when she buys a medicine.

Ling Siqing didn't think much about it, but felt a little strange, turned the alley, and arrived at the Qingya Painting Workshop.

The business of the painting workshop seems to be good, and there are many dignitaries and dignitaries sitting in the hall, waiting to pick up calligraphy and paintings.

Ling Siqing looked at it, and entered the inner hall from the side door, Liu Junsheng was greeting a middle-aged man, the middle-aged man's legs seemed to be inconvenient, sitting in a wheelchair, but he had a hard posture, there was no expression on his face, and his eyes were clear and cold, as if they had been frozen for a thousand years, which made people feel awe.

Liu Junsheng saw her, looked at what the middle-aged man said, and walked over.

"Junsheng, you are busy first, don't worry about me." Ling Siqing consciously greeted her, and wanted to walk to the backyard, where there was her room, so that she could come and rest and prepare at any time, and she didn't want to disturb Liu Junsheng, so she wanted to leave.

Liu Junsheng called her, "Siqing, General Fang wants to talk to you." ”

General Fang, isn't it related to Fang Mengchen, is he interested in antique calligraphy and painting, or is it because of ......

Ling Siqing didn't dare to think about it, and motioned for Liu Junsheng to walk over.

"General Fang, welcome to Qingya Art Workshop, I wonder what the general is interested in?" She subtly and directly met Fang Tong's scrutinizing gaze, very heavy, very heavy, revealing an unknown depth.

"Boss Ling, or the old minister should call Mrs. Love......"

Fang Tong is also a direct person, and he also knows Ling Siqing's identity in detail, and he naturally knows very well about her entry into the Six Princes' Mansion, so this request for Mrs. to call out shows that he knows everything about her.

Ling Siqing smiled and asked meaningfully, "General Fang didn't come here just to call Siqing and his wife." ”

Fang Tong is a battle-hardened man, he is not displeased with Ling Siqing's ridicule, but he likes Ling Siqing a little more with such a temperament, this temperament is somewhat similar to his family Mengchen, and his cold face opened a deep smile.

"Sure enough, it's a friend Mengchen made, this temperament is a little similar to Mengchen."

"General Fang, it's over, are you here for Mengchen?" Ling Siqing put away the joke just now, straightened his face, and then said the guess in his heart, and turned sideways not without care, and glanced at Liu Junsheng behind him, maybe it had something to do with him!

Fang Tonglang smiled, "Sure enough, he is a smart person, no wonder the sixth prince is in a hurry to marry and return to the house." ”

Ling Siqing suddenly heard Fang Tong mention Qiao Muyu's matter, and couldn't help but blush, a little ashamed, but a little puzzled, when Qiao Muyu was in a hurry to marry herself back to the house, she obviously went in in a bad name.

Fang Tong didn't know what she was thinking, looked at Liu Junsheng behind her, and couldn't help but cold his face again.

Ling Siqing understood, so he let Liu Junsheng go out first.

Fang Tong saw that Ling Siqing understood his intentions, and he didn't hide it, as Fang Mengchen's uncle, seeing that she was annoyed by love, he naturally wouldn't stand idly by, so he found Ling Siqing, hoping to do something for his niece.

Ling Siqing and Fang Tong chatted about the kung fu of incense in the inner hall, and then the topic ended.

When Fang Tong left, he only glanced at Liu Junsheng meaningfully, the servant pushed the wheelchair out of Qing Yage, got into the carriage and left, Ling Siqing followed closely, with a smile in his eyes, vaguely revealing a trace of calculation.

Ling Siqing left the Qingya Painting Workshop and did not go back to the Six Princes' Mansion directly, but stopped and went all the way to the western suburbs.

She hadn't been back to the Ling Restaurant for a long time, and she missed it a little, and she didn't know what happened to Lu Dao Fengming and Yuhua, as well as the little baby who was just a few months old, and she couldn't help but feel a lot happier in her heart when she thought about it.

Although Ling Siqing thought about returning to the Ling Restaurant, he was also thinking about other things, so he didn't stay too long and left at sunset.

As soon as she returned to the imperial city, there were some rumors on the street, rumors that the six princes were also married, thanks to the emperor's marriage, and the marriage was the daughter of the general's mansion, Fang Mengchen.

Ling Siqing couldn't come back to his senses for a while, and was stunned for a long time, until someone grabbed his arm.

Qiao Muyu returned to the house, and he didn't see her, so he chased her all the way, and was about to leave the imperial city, when he saw the person who had returned, the rumors related to the imperial city were very lively, and he couldn't help but look at his beloved worriedly.

"Are the rumors true?" Ling Siqing asked very calmly, so calm that there was no trace of waves.

Qiao Muyu was silent for a long time, and finally nodded, "Well, the holy order is difficult to do." ”

"I know."

Qiao Muyu watched Ling Siqing withdraw from her embrace step by step, silently got into the carriage she followed all the way, and headed towards the Six Princes' Mansion, she had no anger, no emotion, and was quiet as if nothing had happened.

He wanted to call her and tell her that none of this was true, but it was all true.

Qiao Muyu entered the palace today, originally for Ling Siqing, he wanted to marry Ling Siqing as the main concubine, the dignified sixth princess, the only wife, but he was no match for an imperial order, which completely shattered his heart.

Emperor Cangqu said: Sixth, for the sake of Muyou and for the throne, you must marry the daughter of the General's Mansion.

Qiao Muyu was stunned, after all, his marriage was not something he could do, he was annoyed and resentful, and finally turned into a little powerlessness, eroding his fragile heart little by little, yes, everything he did existed for Qiao Muyou.

From the moment Emperor Cangqu saved him, his life belonged to the emperor and he was also the heir recognized by the emperor.

The heir recognized by Emperor Cangqu has always been Qiao Muyou.

Qiao Muyu sneered, how could he take on such a big responsibility, maybe he was just in vain.

Ling Siqing returned to the mansion and still lived as usual, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with Qiao Muyu's marriage, but she quietly endured a storm in the Six Princes' Mansion, and she didn't know when this turmoil would stop, but it had already disturbed her heart.

Qiao Muyu stood by the door, looking at the little obedient person teasing with Qingzhu, and his heart hurt softly.

Ling Siqing didn't feel pain, it's just that where is she qualified to express herself, she is just his concubine, what right does a concubine have to stop all this, it's really sad!