Song Zhizhi staggered his gaze and shook his head.

Although Gu Qingpei didn't say anything more, Song Zhizhi could feel that his movements were much softer than just now.

It was too quiet between the two, and in order not to continue to embarrass between them, Song Zhizhi coughed softly twice and said, "Lord Wang, you...... Really like beer? ”

"Yes! But on that day you threatened to break off your friendship with the king, and since then, the king has never drunk beer again. He looked at Song Zhizhi and said very seriously, "You have to lose the king." ”

Song Qingshan didn't like beer at first, but he liked it later, but Gu Qingpei liked it after drinking it once, it seems that that memory is affecting his behavior and habits.

"If the prince likes to drink, I'll invite the prince to drink later, okay?"

"Wait?" Gu Qingpei looked Song Zhizhi up and down, "How do you accompany this king?" ”

"I'm sure I can't drink it!" Song Zhizhi said, "But the prince can drink as much as he wants!" ”

Song Zhizhi called Zhang Zi in and told Zhang Zi to bring a dozen beers over, and Zhang Zi immediately did so.

When Zhang Zi brought the beer back, Gu Qingpei had already helped Song Zhizhi with the medicine.

Zhang Zi was very afraid of Gu Qingpei, and after he put down the beer, he left in a hurry. When he arrived in the courtyard, Widow Meng grabbed him, "What's going on inside?" ”

Zhang Zi scratched his head, "I don't know, the shopkeeper suddenly ordered me to get beer, the shopkeeper will definitely not be able to drink it, I guess I asked the prince to drink it!" ”

Widow Meng didn't quite understand what was going on, but as long as Song Zhizhi was fine, she was relieved.

"You can get busy."

"Aang!"

Gu Qingpei asked Song Zhizhi while drinking, "You believe in the prince's personality so much?" ”

"Yes." Song Zhizhi said very frankly, "The prince helped me a lot when I first arrived in the capital, if it wasn't for the prince, I might have been caught in the dust and had no chance to get ahead." ”

"And you like him?"

Song Zhizhi shook his head, "No, we are friends." ”

Gu Qingpei asked again, "That colorless and tasteless poison, you developed it for him?" ”

Song Zhizhi came back to his senses at this time, and looked at Gu Qingpei with calm eyes mixed with a little coldness, "The prince is coming to trick me again?" ”

"In fact, this king has already guessed it, whether you say it or not, this king knows it in his heart. It's just that this king wants to warn you that the prince can't be trusted. Gu Qingpei looked at her and said, "This time, you aided in the abuse and killed two innocent lives. This king is just worried about you, I'm afraid that one day, you will really put your own net worth and even your children's net worth into it. ”

"Enough!" Song Zhizhi's words were fierce, "What evidence does the prince have to prove that the father and son were killed by the prince?" ”

"With your exquisiteness, you really don't understand? No! You understand it, you just don't want to believe it. ”

Song Zhizhi angrily grabbed the pillow and threw it towards Gu Qingpei, "Get out!" Get out of here! I don't want to see you right now! ”

It was rare that Gu Qingpei was not angry, he got up and dodged the pillow, stood with his hands in his hands, and said to Song Zhizhi, "Shopkeeper Song, the heart of guarding against people is indispensable. Of course, in three days, the king will give you the evidence, and then you will have nothing to say. ”

With that, he turned to leave.

Song Zhizhiqi's chest rose and fell, and he didn't calm down for a long time.

She knew very well that there was a fight between Gu Qingpei and Gu Jiajing, and the battle between them was very fierce. She had already told herself that she and her family must not be involved in their fight, which would inevitably end badly. But now, she has a faint feeling that she has been involved. If she doesn't withdraw in time, I'm afraid that when the time comes, she will even be killed by the doll and Widow Meng.

"Twigs."

"Ahh

Song Zhizhi screamed, so frightened that Widow Meng hurriedly hugged herself, and looked at Song Zhizhi in horror, "Zhizhi, what's wrong with you?" ”

Song Zhizhi, who was thinking about the problem, was startled by the sudden appearance of Widow Meng, and Widow Meng was startled by Song Zhizhi's scream.

"I'm thinking too much about the problem."

Widow Meng patted her chest and said to Song Zhizhi, "I saw that the prince had left, so I came to see you, are you okay?" He didn't bully you, did he? ”

"Nope."

Song Zhizhi said again, "Mei Niang, when the prince comes back in the future, he will say that I am busy." ”

"Prince?" Widow Meng said, "Are you going to see the prince again?" ”

"Yes." Song Zhizhi said, "Not only the crown prince, but also the King of Qi Tian, I can't see them again." In the future, as long as they come, they will say that I am not there, and if their people dare to come hard, let Qiongjiang Yulu solve it. ”

Widow Meng nodded subconsciously, but couldn't help but ask, "Zhizhi, why?" ”

"They're all dangerous people, we're just ordinary civilians, doing small business, and it's not good for us to have too much contact with them."

Widow Meng could not fully appreciate what Song Zhizhi was thinking.

The only thing she can do is do what Song Zhizhi said.

"Zhizhi, I know, I will do what you tell me."

"Go ahead."

"Then you have a good rest, Zhizhi." After Widow Meng finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the door.

Song Zhizhi suddenly remembered something in his mind, and called Widow Meng, "Mei Niang! ”

"Huh?" Widow Meng looked back at Song Zhizhi, "What's wrong Zhizhi?" ”

Song Zhizhi asked, "How did you feel when you went to Shangshu Mansion that day?" ”

"Oh! You asked me about it. Widow Meng's face overflowed with a touch of shyness, "It's good." ”

That day, Aunt Lan did not embarrass her, Mu Jingsong also took her to his study, showed her the words he wrote and painted on weekdays, and taught her to read.

The most important thing is that Mu Jingsong gave her a magnolia hairpin, which she likes very much.

When he ate at noon, he also took care of her carefully, served vegetables for her, and served her soup.

Widow Meng felt that she had lived until now and was taken care of so carefully for the first time, and she was moved and grateful in her heart, and she recognized Mu Jingsong even more.

She thought that if she really married Mu Jingsong, she would definitely live a very happy life in the future.

"That'll do." Song Zhizhi said to Widow Meng, "Go get busy." ”

"Yes."

Song Zhizhi raised her body for six or seven days, and on the third day, Gu Qingpei came, and Widow Meng followed Song Zhizhi's instructions and said that she was not at home.

Gu Qingpei did not embarrass Widow Meng, but handed over a box of things to Widow Meng, and asked Widow Meng to transfer it to Song Zhizhi.

Later, Song Zhizhi got it, but he didn't open it, just put it at the head of the bed casually.

Seven days later, when she was in good health, she had the heart to take care of it.

"This box is beautiful!" Song Zhizhi held the box in his hand, and after looking at it carefully, he opened the box, only to see a piece of paper quietly placed in the box, only one piece of paper.