Sure enough, the emperor lived up to her wishes, and she finally took a big step in her mission: she found the halo mark!

Although the process was not very glorious, it was a success.

"Song Jingshu, if you have a dirty idea, go to the backyard, don't come to me to be cheap!" Jiang Mi was angry and glared at Song Jingshu.

If his eyes could be condensed into a knife, Song Jingshu would have been cut by a thousand knives a long time ago.

Song Jingshu smiled, "Look, Escort Jiang, aren't you just revealing your true form?" ”

In order to stay calm, Jiang Mici bit the tip of his tongue hard, and it was not until there was a strong smell of blood in his mouth that he slowly calmed down.

His face was gloomy, and he returned to his low-key and polite appearance, "I don't understand what the county lord is saying." ”

Song Jingshu pursed her lips, thinking of today's good harvest, it was rare not to embarrass him, "You know it in your own heart, but it's okay, such days are coming to an end." ”

She will soon be able to complete her mission and go back to being her free goddess.

Jiang Mici looked at her departing figure, her fists tightened, and there was a gurgling sound.

As soon as he turned around, he stopped talking, "Master, you ......"

Jiang Meici lowered her head and said darkly, "Get out." ”

-

Song Jingshu was woken up by the maids early in the morning.

Biluo combed her hair in a beautiful bun, and said happily, "County Lord, the prime minister has sent you a lot of treasures." ”

Her face was full of envy, "In the past, the county lord was reluctant to talk to the prime minister, and the prime minister gave a lot of things, but now the situation has changed greatly, and the prime minister has to hold the county lord to the sky." ”

"The slave maid heard that the prime minister went to the court before dawn, and these things were prepared for you overnight."

Song Jingshu nodded in a daze, and then yawned very angrily, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, "It's the best gift to let me sleep more." ”

Biluo and the maids beside him glanced at each other, and covered their mouths and snickered.

Biluo: "By the way, the slave maid met Nan Wei outside Aunt Shen's door this morning, holding a silver bag in her hand, but she was happy." ”

"Hmm." Song Jingshu nodded, her eyes thoughtful.

Nan Wei has the impression that the other courtyard has placed a spy on her.

Biluo muttered suspiciously, "But she is clearly the maid under the county lord, the first thing she did when she came back from her hometown, shouldn't she come to greet the county lord?" Now it is strange to come out of Aunt Shen's courtyard. ”

Song Jingshu pretended not to hear it, and her eyes flashed.

There are more spies in her yard, but this is not the only one.

She would always uproot those people and eradicate them one by one.

The maid helped Song Jingshu to the front cabinet.

When she saw the gift, Song Jingshu realized how warm Song Xingyi was.

This time, the things sent were not some valuable treasures, but cartloads of clothes and jewelry.

The clothes are all light-coloured, with a variety of styles, and jewellery is used to match each outfit in a different color.

Oh, my God! What kind of fairy father is this?

Just because she complained last night that she didn't buy clothes, Song Xingyi personally went to buy all the light-colored series of clothes for her?

Song Jingshu's sleepiness disappeared without a trace immediately.

She just wanted to wait for Song Xingyi to come back, and then pounce on him and give him a bear hug.

The original owner likes red clothes, and the cabinets are all red clothes, but she has been in the divine realm for a long time, and she only likes low-key light colors, and she has no interest in this kind of flamboyant color.

However, she was worried that the wanton change of preferences would arouse suspicion, so she had to force herself to wear a red dress and think about changing it slowly.

As a result, Song Xingyi gave her a big surprise today, and Song Jingshu's smiling eyes were bent into crescent moons.

Afternoon.

Song Jingshu was lying on the beauty couch very comfortably, with jade feet like jade, swallowing the grapes handed by the maids.

At this moment, a maid walked in the door.

"Nan Wei see the county lord."

Nan Wei stepped forward skillfully and said with concern, "After the slave returned to her hometown, she has been thinking about the county lord and worrying about the county lord's safety. ”

Song Jingshu squinted, expecting her next sentence.

Seeing that Song Jingshu had not spoken, Nan Wei took the initiative to take over the work of beating her legs, knelt in front of Song Jingshu, and was very attentive.

She secretly squinted at Song Jingshu, "County master, the slave maid heard about something very annoying when she just came back, but the slave maid didn't know whether to say it or not. ”

"Huh?" Song Jingshu raised her eyebrows and looked at her, motioning for her to continue.

"The slave and maid listened to the people in each room, saying that you robbed a good girl outside and had a violent temperament, if it weren't for Aunt Fang to clean up the aftermath for you, you would have been sued by the people of the government a long time ago."

The maid carefully observed Song Jingshu's face, "The slave was angry and resentful at the time, and now I am still angry when I think about it, this kind of gossip is spread, I am afraid that outsiders will think that Aunt Fang is about to be the mistress of the Prime Minister's Mansion." ”

"The slave maid also heard that some time ago, you and Aunt Shen had a big quarrel, just because you are more optimistic about Aunt Fang and want to serve Aunt Fang to the top."

Because of the relationship between the eldest sister Song Yansheng, the original owner has never liked Aunt Fang, and he has never liked to hear an aunt joke about the future hostess of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

If you hear the slightest rumor of this kind of rumor, you will definitely be unrelenting for a long time.

The maid hung her head, a smile flashed at the corner of her mouth, as if she was waiting for Song Jingshu to blow up like before, but after waiting for a long time, she didn't wait for any response.

She looked up in confusion.

Seeing Song Jingshu chuckling, "Nan Wei, I remember that you were transferred from Aunt Fang's courtyard, right?" ”

“...... Be. ”

"That's weird, the county lord has only heard some gossip in the past few days, saying that you have always been good friends with the maids beside Aunt Shen, and you went out of the house to have fun two days ago."

Nan Wei's face was shocked, and she hurriedly crawled to the ground, "County Lord! No, the slave maid is wronged, and the slave maid has nothing to do with Aunt Shen! A few days ago, the slaves and maids were all in their hometowns, and these are all gossips from those subordinates. ”

"Look, the lord of this county just said, it's just gossip, so what's more serious?" Song Jingshu smiled and sucked in the purple grapes, and said coquettishly, "But what I'm talking about is that you are friendly with the maid next to Aunt Shen, when did you say that you have a relationship with Aunt Shen." Relax, I believe in you. ”

She ate the grapes handed by Biluo, and her tone was careless, as if she was saying a joke, but it made Nan Wei completely chill, like an ice cellar.

Nan Wei trembled her hands, and didn't dare to look at Song Jingshu's face at this time, and her heart was terrified.

Hasn't Song Jingshu always been coquettish and wanton, willful?

In the past, no matter what she said, Song Jingshu would immediately run to Aunt Fang's courtyard to ask for her guilt, relying on her identity and sister-in-law's temper to turn Aunt Fang's courtyard upside down.

Not only did she not take the bait today, but she even almost got her in, and there was something to say.

Nan Wei's heart suddenly stopped, she must report this matter to Aunt Shen later, Song Jingshu is very wrong.

Song Jingshu saw her little expression in her eyes and sneered in her heart.