Chapter 67: The Dumping King

Song Jingshu touched her gaze and stared back frankly and fearlessly.

The warning in his eyes was blatant.

Hmph, others are afraid of offending Xiao Jincheng, because her identity is not enough, but she is not afraid.

According to her identity and status, coupled with the grace of various powers, she can be completely unafraid of anyone in the capital, as long as she does not cause trouble in vain, no one can do anything to her.

Even if the third son of the saint is opposite, she can go back if she is reasonable.

Left and right for her to take advantage, and the other party can't help her.

Xiao Jincheng was frightened by the fierceness in her eyes, and touched the tip of her nose, for fear that she would say something nonsense again, so he naturally turned his head away.

Xiao Junyuan shook his head with a smile, he could convince the third brother to suffer a loss, Shu'er was definitely the first person.

Thinking of the matter, he had to give up his hand and say, "Uncle stays, there is still a holy order on the lonely body, so I will leave first." ”

"Greetings to Your Highness." Song Xingyi wished that a few people would leave earlier.

The group came and left in a big way.

Before leaving, Xiao Jincheng couldn't hold back and glanced at Song Jingshu again.

Shaking the feather fan, she was surprised, "This girl is really a thorn." ”

After seeing the back of the prince and others leaving.

"Shu'er, you go back and have a good rest first." Song Xingyi suddenly waved his hand and sighed.

Song Jingshu saw that he was full of sorrow, and then remembered Song Zi'an.

Although he is a concubine, he is not a good person, but he is also Song Xingyi's only son.

Song Xingyi was calm on the surface and was busy dealing with various things, but in fact, he still had some nostalgia for Song Zi'an's death in his heart.

But Song Jingshu couldn't say anything comforting.

Because people like Song Zi'an really deserve to die.

She nodded, "I'm going to see my grandmother and grandfather." ”

Song Xingyi waved his hand and turned to leave.

Song Zi'an's body had already been carried back to the bamboo courtyard by his subordinates, and the funeral was arranged the day after tomorrow, and it was decent.

Waiting for everyone to leave, Song Jingshu suddenly changed her face, she squinted at Jiang Miao, and the indignation in her eyes was obvious.

Seeing this, the words lying on his stomach in the dark couldn't help but get excited.

Ci Yi said proudly, "Look, the master will definitely be able to deny the words of the county lord later, and maybe he can even cry and go to the old lady of the Song family." ”

"Really?" Ci Er always feels that the master's appearance is not only not as straightforward, but also a little cowardly......

"Or else?! The master's power is becoming more and more mature, and he has enough self-protection ability, and now he doesn't have to look at this woman at all! According to the temper of the master, Song Jingshu will not dodge the flying knife as easily as last time. ”

Ci Yi thought that he knew his master very well, and said without hesitation.

Under the gaze of the two watching the play, Jiang Mici's face was gloomy, and she wanted to refute it hardly, but when the words came to her mouth, they became: "What are you looking at me like this." ”

"Don't you know what you know?" Song Jingshu approached a few points, "Say, when did you steal the hairpin?" ”

"What hairpin?" Jiang Mei's face was innocent.

Song Jingshu was used to seeing him pretending to be pitiful, "Don't want to fool me, no one can enter my room except for you." I said that I was outside the bamboo courtyard at the time, how could you laugh at such a thief, it turned out that from the beginning you wanted to harm me. If it weren't for my wisdom today, I'm afraid I would have really fallen in your way! ”

If she hadn't found a way to prove herself from her wounds, she might have really gone to the prison gate with Song Xun and been charged with murdering her concubine.

In the Xiao Kingdom, although the concubine is not as noble as the descendant, it is not a life to be slaughtered, except for the heinous, can be punished by the head of the family or the royal family, and the rest of the people do not have any right to kill privately.

In particular, the crime of killing a concubine is enough to carry a heavy sentence.

"That hairpin has nothing to do with me." Jiang denied it.

Song Jingshu threatened, "If you don't tell the truth again, I'll go and tell Song Yansheng what kind of person you are." ”

Jiang Mici has a perverted obsession with Song Yansheng.

Sure enough, there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes, and he immediately shook the pot, "My subordinates did it, the two you saw a few days ago." ”

Word 1: ????

Speech 2: ????

How did things go in an outrageous direction?

Song Jingshu obviously didn't believe it, but she had pointed it out, and from now on, she would have to watch out for the teenager.

At this timeβ€”

"Whew-" Ah Yang, who was hiding in Jiang Mici's sleeve, poked out the tiger's head, looked around with big eyes, and his sleepy eyes were wet.

Song Jingshu's heart softened, and she directly stepped forward to hug it, lowered her head and rubbed it on the head.

"Ah Yang, I'll take you back in a few days and reunite with your mother."

The girl's voice was gentle, with a hint of softness, Jiang Mici was stunned, and her mind flashed the appearance of the girl when she called her husband a few days ago, and she couldn't help but clench her hands.

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Royal Academy.

The students held their pens and sat in their positions, listening to Taifu's reading in front of them.

The people in the front row listened with relish, sometimes picking up a pen and sometimes flipping through a book.

The people in the back row who were fishing in troubled waters stood up with their brushes, buried their whole heads behind the book, and whispered, "Hey, what you just told me is true?" ”

"Can this be fake? I also just found out, I heard that the Song Mansion is a big trouble, it is a matter of life and death of the lord of Jingyang, and even the royal family has personally stepped in. ”

The voices of the two were not too small, and they happened to be heard clearly by Song Yansheng.

She couldn't help but clench the brush in her hand and froze in place.

Song Jingshu...... Really dead?

It seems that Aunt Shen and her eldest brother secretly plotted a plan to do it, she heard it really that day, and she only felt incredulous at the time, but today she thought of it with a little chill on her back, and a little guilt rose in her heart.

But if it weren't for Song Jingshu's ignorance of the world and her sister, she wouldn't be angry and didn't want to tell her.

After all, Song Jingshu's accident has nothing to do with her.

Maybe it won't be long before she will be promoted to the position of concubine, and from then on, she and the prince will be considered to be on the right side.

Song Yansheng jumped out of countless thoughts and plans in his heart, and the extremely small sense of guilt in his heart was finally crushed by the three words of the crown princess.

The two of them discussed more and more excitedly, and their voices slowly became louder, Taifu endured and endured, and finally angrily slammed the book on the desk, "The two in the back, stand up!" ”

"Taifu ......" The two of them trembled with fright and slowly stood up.

"The old man has already said that no one is allowed to talk to each other in my class, even the prince does not dare to be presumptuous in front of the old man!"

He stroked his beard angrily, held the ring ruler in his hand, and said sharply.

The two of them trembled, and knelt on the ground with a puff, "Taifu forgives the sin, the student will not dare anymore." ”

Taifu was the prince's teacher and spent very little time teaching at the Royal Academy each year.