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Looking out of the window like this, after a long time, after adjusting his mood, Song Hui got up and left the study and returned to the main room of Meiji Hall.

These things, Song Hui didn't want Chunqing to worry.

"Grandmother let the second aunt out." As soon as Song Hui returned to Meiji Hall, Chunqing immediately told Song Hui the news.

Song Hui was stunned for a moment, then turned his gaze slightly downcast, and his lowered eyelids covered the hatred in his eyes. "Tomorrow Erlang will take a scientific expedition, and my grandmother is worried that Erlang will be distracted by this matter." Worried about Chunqing, Song Hui's tone was as soft as possible.

Although he tried to speak calmly, Chunqing still heard his indignation, took Song Hui's hand, and said slowly: "After all, it is Erlang's life, although she is hateful, but Erlang is innocent." ”

Chunqing's soft voice was like a mountain stream, cleansing Song Hui's anger, holding Chunqing's hand, Song Hui gradually calmed down, "I know." "The voice is a little hoarse.

Chunqing pressed her face to Song Hui's arm, leaned against him tightly, and did not speak.

Although Tian came out of the West Cross Courtyard, it doesn't mean that everything is over.

Even if she doesn't go to Tian for revenge, presumably with Tian's temperament, she will come to her, Chunqing is not afraid that Tian will take action, but she is afraid that she will be indifferent.

As long as Tian is willing to move, Chunqing will definitely let her fall into the pit she dug herself.

Doing such a vicious thing, even if she doesn't want her life, it will never make her comfortable, otherwise, how can the spirits of Song Hui's parents rest in peace.

Song Hui has a lot of things to do, and recently he and Xu Youchang are planning to overturn the old case of the year, and Chunqing does not plan to tell Song Hui his plan.

There are some things, as his wife, it is her responsibility, but also her obligation.

Snuggling up to each other and silent for a moment, Song Hui suddenly remembered something, turned his face and looked at Chunqing nervously: "This time, because of you, she was imprisoned by her grandmother in the West Cross Courtyard, she must be unwilling, you have to be careful." ”

Chunqing smiled, "I know, I don't have to go out of the door, what can she do with me, she can't rush in with a knife, even if she rushes in, there is no Bai Ting!" It doesn't matter who will be hurt at that time! ”

Knowing that the person Song Hui cared about the most was herself, Chunqing's heart was warm, and she deliberately said it with a relaxed face.

It's just that Song Hui was not infected by Chunqing's relaxed tone at all, and said solemnly: "Her charm tricks are so vicious and diverse, this is not a joke. I think tomorrow you should go back to the Shilang Mansion for a few days, and then I will take you back when I take care of the things in hand. ”

Chunqing knew that Song Hui's so-called matter in his hands was the second master of Song.

Chunqing shook her head, "If you go back suddenly, grandmother will be suspicious, thinking that I am not satisfied with her letting the Tian family out, so I deliberately did this, why bother to block my grandmother." ”

"But ......"

Chunqing stretched out her hand and slowly rested her fingers on the lips of Song Hui, who was full of anxiety, and stopped him, "No, but, I'm not stupid, besides, she has hurt me so many times, I haven't come over properly, don't be careful." ”

"I'm not at ease, because I can't do things wholeheartedly." Song Hui looked at Chunqing and said hoarsely, his eyes full of hot friendship.

Chunqing smiled, "Fool, you won't send me a few more secret guards, on every tree in the Zhenguo Mansion, there will be a secret guard to protect me, or not." ”

Chunqing was originally joking, but Song Hui clapped his hand, "Good idea, it's decided like this," as he said, Song Hui hugged Chunqing in his arms, "I'm really reluctant to send you back to Shilang's Mansion!" ”

Chunqing was speechless.

Thinking that Song Hui really stuffed a secret guard on every tree in the Zhenguo Mansion, Chunqing couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, "You won't be serious, will you?" ”

"What?"

"Dark Guard!"

"Of course it's serious, it's a big deal, how could I be joking." Song Hui looked at Chunqing with a look like I was joking.

Chunqing immediately rolled her eyes.

However, the dull atmosphere was much lighter because Tian was released again.

"There's something I've been trying to tell you, but there's always been one thing or another these days, and I've forgotten it." Chunqing let go of Song Hui's arm, moved his body back, found a comfortable position, leaned on the pillow and said.

Song Hui comfortably tilted his body to Chunqing's side, squeezed together with her, and said, "What's the matter?" ”

Chunqing told Song Hui that day in Shilang's Mansion that Zhaoyang told Chunqing that the prince of Pingxi Wangfu had taken a concubine.

Song Hui, who was originally lying down, immediately jumped up when he heard this, "Really? ”

Chunqing rolled her eyes, "It's okay, why am I lying to you like this, of course it's true." I just can't tell if Zhaoyang solves it privately, and it will affect Prince An's deployment, so I asked you. ”

Song Hui paced back and forth on the ground for a few steps, paused suddenly, turned around and clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "This is a good thing!" ”

Chunqing was startled, covered his chest and said, "You can't be gentle, the children are all scared by you." ”

Song Hui hurriedly leaned over and came to Chunqing's belly, "Really scared the child?" Looking at Chunqing's stomach worriedly, he asked.

Chunqing sneered, "Lied to you." However, just now, the baby in her belly did kick her.

"What did you just say was a good thing, what a good thing?" Chunqing asked.

Song Hui looked at Chunqing with tender eyes, and reached out to pinch her nose, "You're naughty!" "A spoiled face.

said, sat up straight, and smiled at Chunqing: "Naturally it's a good thing, if the county lord of Zhaoyang can really let the imperial historians impeach the Pingxi Palace, maybe they don't need Prince An to make a move, her marriage to the Pingxi Palace's marriage will have to be ruined, their marriage is given by the emperor himself, the prince of Pingxi Wangfu is slapping the emperor in the face, how can the emperor allow him to be presumptuous!" You say it's not a good thing! ”

Chunqing immediately smiled and said, "It's not difficult to let Yushi impeach the Pingxi Palace, Zhaoyang is now thinking about something else." ”

Zhaoyang is thinking about getting this white cousin pregnant.

Even if the prince of Pingxi Wangfu is incompetent and can't really get this white cousin pregnant, Zhaoyang has to let her fake pregnancy.

Zhaoyang pondered how to drug this white cousin.

In fact, it was not difficult to drug her, Zhaoyang felt that it was not challenging, and she planned to lure this white cousin to take the initiative to take medicine and pretend to be pregnant.

So, you have to think about it.

"Pondering what?" Song Hui asked curiously.

This county lord of Zhaoyang can also be regarded as a national treasure-level figure, since he knew that the master behind Du Sanniang was Zhaoyang, Song Hui was particularly impressed by Zhaoyang.

Chunqing smiled sheepishly, "I can't say, anyway, Zhaoyang needs help, you must help." ”

Looking at Chunqing's delicate appearance, Song Hui doted on Chunqing's cheeks and said contentedly: "That's nature, who made her your friend!" ”