"My aunt is from a humble background and illiterate, so I don't care about you."

"It's just the second sister, you can be regarded as a full reader of poetry and books, your father was the champion of the new department back then, these things are nothing, do you think your father will believe it?"

"My sister's words are wrong, reading and reasoning do not conflict with these strange things, and my aunt is also worried about me, if my sister doesn't want to, forget it."

"It's just a little blood, it's nothing, it's just that it's really a little strange today, the street is full of rumors, saying that there is a love for me, we have secretly communicated with me, and we are going to elope in the near future, what is the fate of the man that my sister knows now?"

Song Wan'er didn't expect this matter to be revealed so quickly.

Hearing this, she knew that the dog thing must have missed.

It seems that it is really not easy for these dirty water to ramp Song Qiusang.

Who would have thought that things would be so coincidental?

Song Qiusang will also go to the street today, and he also met the man who spoke wildly.

Song Qiusang smiled proudly.

"Sister don't be afraid, the boudoir woman should be timid, my mother was the daughter of the Guogong Mansion, the county lord of the Queen Mother, and I am the future princess of the night, if my sister really has any accidents, you can rest assured, I will not sit idly by, and when the time comes, I will definitely mourn and bury my sister in a beautiful manner, and then go to the royal family to ask for a grace, and it is not impossible to give you a death number."

"You ......"

Song Wan'er listened to this naked curse, and she was almost so angry that she turned her back on her eyes and bit a mouthful of silver teeth.

Song Yuande looked at his eldest daughter who spit lotus flowers, but he didn't mean to blame at all, but sighed with some relief.

"Sang'er has really grown up, and she actually knows that it is very good to make fun of your sister, and I am not afraid that you will suffer losses and be bullied in the Night King's Mansion in the future."

Song Qiusang twitched the corners of his mouth, he didn't expect Song Yuande's brain circuit to be so strange.

At this time, I was thinking about the days of her night house in the future.

Thinking of this, she also smiled smartly, no matter how unreasonable she is in the future, that fool will definitely accommodate her, it must be so!

In his previous life, he had never had a relationship between Qin Se and Ming.

At this time, Song Qiusang was grateful, and when he thought of Shen Quannan, a trace of sweetness came to his heart.

Aunt Lin was a little impatient, and she wanted to say something more.

But when she saw Song Qiusang's cold gaze, she swallowed back the words that came to her mouth.

"Aunt Lin, don't think that you can be safe and sound if the Xia family is killed by the rod."

"Grandmother's poisoning is just a trigger, this reminds me of my mother's death before, I just sent a letter to the Maoguo Mansion, Miss Ben advises you to think carefully before doing things, what kind of person is the Maoguo Gong? If my grandfather really investigates, I'm afraid my father will be unable to resist. ”

Just as the atmosphere in the study dropped to freezing, Hongling suddenly rushed in from outside.

"Miss, you call the slave maid easy to find, someone from the Night King's Mansion has come."

Hearing that someone from the Night King's Mansion was coming, Song Qiusang had a shyness on her pretty face.

"Father's daughter will retire first, if my sister really wants to use my blood to eliminate disasters, and her parents will not dare to disobey, but after all, if you want to marry a wife, you still have to ask His Royal Highness the Night King first."

After speaking, she didn't look at Song Wan'er and Aunt Lin, and walked out of the study door leisurely holding Hong Aya's hand.

She hurried back to her courtyard.

When I entered the door, I saw a man with a tall back standing in the courtyard.

That is the Night King's personal attendant Nanfeng.

"My subordinates have seen the princess, and the princess is sick, so please come to the house to visit."

Hearing that Shen Quannan was sick, Song Qiusang's face showed a trace of worry.

"The prince has been in good health for a long time, why is he sick when he is good, is it serious?"

Nanfeng kept etiquette, lowered his head, and didn't dare to look directly into Song Qiusang's eyes.

"The prince was originally not allowed to tell the princess, but his subordinates felt that it was inappropriate, so they came privately and asked the princess to forgive the crime.

Early the next morning.

Song Qiusang did not dare to delay in the slightest.

After telling the old lady and his father, he immediately asked Hongya and Danqing to pack up their things and go straight to the Night King's Mansion.

The Night King's Mansion bathed in the morning light was clear and clear, and it looked sparsely populated, without a single superfluous woman or a little bit of fat.

Song Qiusang had allowed the princess to enter the mansion, and the subordinates all lowered their heads one by one, not daring to say a word more.

With the guidance and greeting of Nanfeng, Song Qiusang came directly to Shen Quannan's study.

It's just that the study is empty.

Song Qiusang's face was suspicious, staring back at the south wind.

"Where's the prince?"

At this time, Shen Quannan, who was mistaken for a short time and was terminally ill, was sweating like rain on the martial arts field.

Hearing that the next person came to report that it was the prospective princess entering the palace, he thought it was a miscommunication, but he didn't take it to heart and laughed it off.

Song Qiusang hurriedly pushed open the door of the study, and saw the Night King's personal guard Dongyang, a loyal but skillful secret guard.

Dongyang used to have no good impression of this quasi-princess, but now when he sees Song Qiusang, he respects him on the surface but actually ignores it.

"Where's the Night King?" Song Qiusang went straight to the point.

"The prince is sick, since the last time I saw the princess, our prince has been getting thinner and thinner, lovesick, and now it is ......difficult to even get up."

The more Dongyang spoke, the more energetic he became, his eyebrows fluttering, but he was interrupted by a low and cold male voice.

"Dongyang, in front of the princess, you must not be presumptuous."

Shen was not angry, and Wei Dongyang immediately silenced when he heard it, and shrunk his neck.

At this time, he didn't have to look back to know that the terminally ill prince had already recovered from a serious illness.

Song Qiusang raised his eyes slightly, and saw the handsome face that he had seen countless times in his midnight dreams.

Although the man's face was a little pale, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

But it does not affect the unique nobility exuded by his body.

"Lord Wang, I'm back."

A few simple words, listening to Shen Quannan's ears like a heavenly sound.

Song Qiusang said that he was back.

Indeed, two lives as a human being, this is her final destination. With her husband as the sky, the Night King's Mansion is her home, but she didn't know how to cherish it in her previous life.

Shen Quannan never knew how to express his feelings, but just blindly suppressed his emotions.

"Hmm!"

A single sound overflows from the larynx, and there is no joy or anger in sight.

Song Qiusang used to be the most tired of Shen being silent.

At that time, she had already been fascinated by Shen Jin's love words, and she felt that the Night King was puzzled by the elm head.

And at this moment, she realized the truth of words with the pain of her skin.

It is often casual expressions that are more likely to sink people than those rhetorical words.

Seeing that Shen Mutou was expressionless on the ground, Song Qiusang couldn't help but ridicule.

"I heard that the prince is sick, and it is a lovesick disease that has no cure, I didn't believe it yesterday, but when I saw it today, I didn't expect you to be lovesick."