Yuan Bao stood outside the door, came back to his senses and turned around to knock on the door, only to find that the lights in the room had been blown out.

Did you really fall asleep so quickly? Yuan Bao naturally didn't believe it.

But since He Yujin didn't want to say more, he couldn't force others, so he had no choice but to shake his head, and then went back to his room.

On the other side, Changfeng helped Song Qian move the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen, and then washed the dishes with her.

Sensing that something was wrong with her tonight, Changfeng asked curiously, "Song Niangzi, I see that your appetite is not very good today, is there something uncomfortable?" Do you want me to call Lang Zhong to take a look?"

Hearing this, Song Qian thought of what happened in the kitchen during the day, and the plate in her hand was almost thrown out, but after calming down, she refused and said, "No need, I don't have anything to do, it's just that I ate too many snacks during the day."

"Oh, that's right." Changfeng nodded in disbelief, and then asked, "I see that there are a few more food boxes in the kitchen, what is Mrs. Song going to do?" On weekdays, these things are piled up there, and they are of little use.

Song Qian must have to go there to give someone something to take them out, so he has to inquire clearly, so that he can tell Ji Changye and try his best to match the two of them everywhere.

Song Qian, who knew that Changfeng and Ji Changye's master and servant had the same heart, also guessed Changfeng's thoughts, and knew that if he told him, he would definitely turn his head and tell Ji Changye, so that the concealment she made during the day would fall short.

So for answering Changfeng's words, Song Qian also deliberately concealed: "It's nothing, I just think it's easy to mold if I put it there, and if it is useful in the future, it will be too late to clean it up, so I plan to clean it tomorrow."

After putting the last plate away, Song Qian drove Changfeng out: "You hurry up and go back to rest, don't worry about these little things."

Changfeng was pushed out, and before he had time to ask, Song Qian disappeared and ran back to his room.

"What are you doing?" Changfeng rubbed his hair, and he didn't know why he had to say. But he was a little tired today, so he didn't think about these things anymore, stretched his waist and yawned and went to his room.

Tonight, some people are happy and some are worried, which is really extraordinary.

Early the next morning, in order to avoid being bumped into and questioned by Changfeng and Ji Changye, Song Qian left a note early in the morning for Changfeng to send Yuanbao to the academy, and then took a carriage to Wang Niangzi.

By the time Changfeng and the others found the note, it was almost half an hour. Changfeng looked at the note, and then looked at Yuan Bao and Ji Changye, who were standing in front of him with indifferent faces.

is worthy of being a father and son, it is so similar. Changfeng couldn't help but think, but soon he realized that now was not the time to think about it, so he coughed to hide his embarrassment.

"Changfeng, what did Song Niangzi say? Where did she go?" Ji Changye didn't have time to dwell on what Changfeng was thinking just now, he was more concerned about Song Qian's whereabouts and whether he was mentioned.

In this way, if she is in any danger, he should rush over as soon as possible.

Yuan Bao also echoed: "That's it, Uncle Changfeng, did my mother say where she went? Why didn't you disappear early in the morning, and you didn't send me to the academy?" Yuan Bao was a little lost when he thought of this.

Looking at the appearance of the father and son singing and harmonizing, Changfeng sighed and replied helplessly, "Lord Wang, Yuanbao. Song Niangzi didn't say where she went, nor did she leave any information, but just told her subordinates to send Yuanbao to the academy on time, breakfast was hot in the pot, and you could ......eat it when you took it out."

Thinking of this, Changfeng hurriedly ran to the kitchen in shock.

Because the rice is still in the pot, it is easy to wait for the water to boil dry and paste the pot if you don't take it out in time.

No matter how fast he moved, he still didn't have time to save their breakfast, and the three of them looked at each other when they smelled the mushy smell coming from them.

This look made them understand that this breakfast must not be easy.

Nibbling on the mushy steamed buns, Yuan Bao raised his eyes and looked at Ji Changye opposite, and stopped talking.

And Ji Changye noticed this look and asked, "Yuanbao, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"Lord Wang, Changfeng. I'm wondering if my mother went to Wang Niangzi's shop, because she always has these days

Go there. Yongan told me what kind of banquet they were planning."

Yuan Bao hesitated and still said his conjecture, because he felt that this matter was not simple, Song Qian and they must have encountered some trouble, if this was really the case, maybe Ji Changye could still help.

But soon he regretted it again, because Song Qian told him not to let Ji Changye and them come to help them for no reason, which would owe a lot of things and cause a lot of trouble.

Yuan Bao didn't know what was wrong with him, how he trusted Ji Changye, didn't he think that men would become bad if they had money.

Hearing this, Changfeng and Ji Changye both frowned.

How they didn't think of it here.

Thinking of the food box and gold and silver jewelry prepared by Song Qian yesterday, Ji Changye probably knew about it.

The host of this banquet must not be an ordinary person, otherwise it would not have bothered Song Qian so much, as for why he wanted to approach this person, it must be that Song Qian wanted her to help with something.

But why not just come to him?

After all, in the whole town, he is the one with the most power and the most honorable status.

Thinking of this, Ji Changye couldn't help but feel a little lonely, feeling that Song Qian was still alienating himself.

Seeing the loneliness in Ji Changye's eyes, Changfeng couldn't help but remind, "Lord, then should we first check what happened to Song Niangzi, and then we want to pay attention." Now is not the time to be sad, let Song Qian know that it is Ji Changye who can really help her solve things, this is the most important thing.

Changfeng was right, Ji Changye hurriedly came back to his senses, and wanted to ask Yuan Bao if he didn't know anything, so he saw He Yujin stretching his waist and said, "What are you eating? Why don't you call me along. Song Niangzi is gone, didn't she say that Mrs. County Ling came to pick her up in person?"

The attention of the three people was all on the last sentence.

He Yujin just picked up a bun and took a big bite before he almost spit it out, frowning and asking, "Why does this bun taste so ......" Before the words fell, he found that the three people were looking at him tightly, as if he had done something.

"What's wrong? Do you have anything to say to me?" He Yujin put down the bun at a loss and looked at the three people vigilantly.

He always felt that they had bad intentions.

Sure enough, the next moment, the three of them surrounded him, led by Yuanbao, and began to ask, "Ah Jin, where did you say my mother went?"

"Don't you know about the banquet held by the county lady? I thought she had told you." He Yujin didn't dare to continue eating at this time, and he was completely refreshed.

Ji Changye asked again, "How do you know?"

Could it be that Song Qian only told He Yujin and didn't tell them?

Why.

Thinking of this, Ji Changye couldn't help but cool down.

He Yujin swallowed his saliva and said without tears: "I overheard it in the shop that time, I thought that Song Niangzi would tell you when she came back, but I didn't expect you to know. Besides, it has nothing to do with me, can you let me eat first?"

Even though the bun smelled mushy, he still salivated over it because he was really hungry.

Seeing that he was so pitiful, the three of them also realized that their behavior was excessive, so they returned to their positions apologetically.

They thought about this matter carefully, and He Yujin couldn't care about it so much, and devoured it.

"You're at least a prince, pay attention to your manners." Ji Changye finally couldn't help it, and opened his mouth to remind He Yujin.

The most important thing is that this is really something that disturbs him to think about Song Qian.

He Yujin has his own reasoning: "It's not that I said you, Brother Ji, your thinking is too stubborn. As the saying goes, marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog, you are all here, just throw away the style of the emperor, otherwise how to integrate into the people, wouldn't you wait to be discovered."

There is a sense of truth in that.

Could it be that Song Qian was estranged from him, because he didn't give up the prince's shelf? Make her feel out of place? Ji Changye thought to himself.

If the long wind knows

Dao He must be relieved to think about this, because he has been able to find the reason for himself and analyze how to go further with Song Qian. Look at the book

Having said that, Ji Changye went to think about it again.

Changfeng and Yuanbao are still thinking about what the heroine has to do with Mrs. County Ling, after all, she will not have anything to do with these powerful people on weekdays, and she will not rush to the end.

What's more, if she really has a big matter, she should go to the county magistrate Zeng Kangping to solve it, instead of finding a county magistrate who can't speak.

"Lord Wang, do you want your subordinates to go and have a look?" Changfeng suddenly proposed, and he was already eager to get up. Because he didn't need to mention this kind of thing before, Ji Changye would also take the initiative to tell him to do it.

But today's Ji Changye said, "No need, since Song Niangzi doesn't want to tell us, she must have her own plan, if we take the liberty of interfering, it may be self-defeating, and when Song Niangzi gets into trouble, she will definitely not be able to go, so why bother to be uncomfortable."

At this time, Ji Changye had already figured it out.

Song Qian took care of his status and power, if he didn't use this power too much to interfere in her life, maybe she would let go of her heart.

I don't know how Ji Changye changed the long wind, even if he doesn't understand, he can only sit back obediently.

Yuan Bao listened to their conversation and decided to believe that Song Qian would definitely be able to do what he wanted to do according to his plan.

He turned to look at the sky outside, and suddenly walked out in a hurry, and said, "Long wind! We're going to be late! If I go late, the Master will definitely punish me for copying poems, so hurry up!"

Oh no, they were so concerned about it that they forgot that Yuan Bao was going to the academy now.

This long wind didn't dare to delay and ran out.

Thinking that it would be too troublesome to walk on the street in a carriage, he simply put on the ingots on his back and went to the academy with light skills.

Fortunately, he finally caught up, and just as Yuan Bao walked in with relief, the master guarding the door suddenly stopped him and said, "Yuan Bao, why did you come at this time? Punish you for copying the poem twenty times. If you can't finish copying, you won't be allowed to enter."

"Master, the students are not late." Yuan Bao said in surprise.

"If everyone is like you, and everything is done by chance, then there will be no one in this world who can achieve great things. Now punish you, do you remember to write down this truth?" Madame shook her head slightly.

Since they all said so, Yuan Bao also knew that it was indeed his own reason that he was almost late, so he did not refute but nodded and accepted the punishment.

Changfeng didn't know what was going on, and stood in the distance and watched Yuan Bao follow the master into the door before leaving with confidence.

He still didn't worry about Song Qian, but he had Ji Changye's order, so he didn't dare to go easily, so he could only sigh and shake his head.

And Song Qian, who is here, has already come to Wang Niangzi's shop.

Seeing the big bag and small wrap in her hand, Wang Niangzi asked with some surprise, "Song Niangzi, why did you take so many things."