As soon as Song Qing'an's words fell, Pei Qing let go of her, took half a step back, and looked at her with a smile.

"The princess is very smart, but our family can't afford the princess's affection." Pei Qing casually picked up a lock of Song Qing'an's falling hair and pinned it behind her ear for her, "Our family hopes that the princess will share some of it, and don't make any extraneous branches." ”

"Thank you Pei Zhangyin for your advice, Qing'an wrote it down." Song Qingan ignored Pei Qing's first half of the sentence, obediently blessed his body, and even changed his title.

Pei Qing looked at her deeply, turned around and left without saying anything. Song Qingan looked at Pei Qing's back with a smile, and his eyes gradually darkened.

How the hell did he find her? And what he said......

Could it be that Pei Qing knows her mother?

As soon as this idea appeared, Song Qingan suppressed it, but it was still in his heart.

Judging from Pei Qing's posture last night, he didn't want to indulge in this matter. But as soon as his identity was confirmed today, he gently revealed it......

Although there is a reason for Song Qing'an's nonsense, Pei Qing's willingness to listen to her nonsense, and even get close to her, has a problem in itself.

Will Pei Qing be the kind of person who has preferential treatment for the royal family? Song Qing's peace of mind sneered, she remembered that several princes were killed by Pei Qing, and now Emperor Liang is sick all the year round and is bent on seeking immortals, Pei Qing can be said to cover the sky with one hand, covering the wind and rain in the court.

It is very good that such a person can leave a little thin face for today's royal family.

Moreover...... Song Qing'an's mind turned, and Pei Qing finally warned her, but from beginning to end, she did not deny her words of exchanging tokens.

She still keeps her earrings, right?

Song Qingan lowered his head and smiled, Pei Qing is still not offended. was disturbed, she didn't have the heart to stay in the plum garden, glanced back at the plum tree, and went in the direction of Changning Palace.

Changning Palace has been cold for a long time, but this is not the case today.

Song Qing'an looked at the anxious bamboo smoke guarding the palace gate, his eyebrows moved slightly, and his feet sped up a few steps.

"Princess." As soon as Zhuyan saw Song Qing'an, he greeted him, and his words could not hide his eagerness, "Your Majesty has sent someone and is waiting inside." ”

Song Qing's head jumped, could it be that Pei Qing gave the matter to Emperor Liang? She quickly rejected this speculation, after all, she had just met Pei Qing not long ago.

That...... What does Emperor Liang want her to do at this time?

Song Qing'an thought about it as he entered the palace.

There were already a few female histories in the hall who were sitting and waiting, and when they saw Song Qing'an coming in, they stood up and saluted perfunctorily, with arrogance and contempt on their faces that could not be concealed.

"I am ordered by His Majesty and the noble concubine to teach etiquette to the third princess."

Song Qingan's eyelids jumped, and his lowered eyes distorted for a moment.

The concubine ...... Liu Qiyun must be uneasy and kind.

Thinking like this in his heart, Song Qing'an didn't show it on his face, but only said cowardly: "There is Mama Lao." ”

The female history who was the leader exchanged glances with the people next to her, and then smiled kindly, and while instructing the people next to her to close the door of the palace, she said, "Princess, then let's start." ”

--

Chongming Palace

"Your Majesty, the concubine asks to see you."

Emperor Liang leaned on the couch with his eyes half-open and half-closed, showing some old age. But what caught the eye was the unnatural flush on his face.

Hearing the eunuch's report, Emperor Liang didn't open his eyes, and only spit out a word after a while: "Biography." ”

Liu Qiyun was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and her hair was full of pearls. In the silent incense burning hall, the sound of pearls and jade colliding is particularly clear.

Smelling the strong fragrance in the hall, coupled with the smoke, Liu Qiyun frowned slightly, and then saluted respectfully: "Concubine to attend Your Majesty." ”

"Get up," Emperor Liang still half-closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing?" ”

Emperor Liang did not order a seat, so Liu Qiyun had to bend slightly and stand in front of the couch. But she didn't care about this now, she leaned closer to the bed, lowered her voice, and her phoenix eyes flashed with strange pleasure.

"Your Majesty, the concubine has already been selected to be a princess."

--

Qinzhou

The wind hunts in the border area, and it hurts people's faces like knives. There was a Qing Jun Langjun standing in the wind with his sword, as if he was unaware of the biting cold.

He was born with a pair of affectionate eyes, and his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Song Qing'an, but there was more murder on his body. The cold wind blew the fur collar on Lang Jun's clothes, and he was like a powerful and isolated lone wolf.

The lone wolf hovered outside the pack, waiting for an opportunity to seize the throne of the wolf king.

"Your Highness!"

Lang Jun, who is called "His Royal Highness", is Song Qing'an's brother, the exiled second prince, Song Qinghuai.

Seeing that it was the personal guard Lin Yuan, Song Qinghuai's murderous intent dissipated a little: "What did the governor say?" ”

Lin Yuan's face was solemn, and he shook his head: "Back to Your Highness, Governor Qiu said that His Majesty has made a will, so it is impossible to disobey." ”

The western night in the frontier is very restless in these months, and it comes frequently. Qinzhou is an important border town, and there is no shortage of enemies, and the governor of Qinzhou did not despise Song Qinghuai because he was treated coldly by Emperor Liang, but did not entrust him with important tasks.

Song Qinghuai did not live up to the governor's kindness, and led the troops several times to successfully retreat from the enemy. Seeing that he could fight the West Night back, the court suddenly came to negotiate a peace order.

If this battle can be won, Song Qinghuai will have the opportunity to return to Beijing, and this sudden peace negotiation is very strange, like ...... Some people deliberately obstructed and did not want Song Qinghuai to return to Beijing.

Who in the court doesn't want to see Song Qinghuai's meritorious service return to the court...... Song Qinghuai snorted, and his eyes flashed.

"Linyuan, let's go."

--

Those female histories came to Changning Palace for a few days after that, and it took two or three hours to teach. Although they have difficulties, they are really teaching Song Qing'an etiquette and the like, and because of this, Song Qing'an feels that something is very wrong.

Liu Qiyun wished that she was left to fend for herself, how could she send someone to teach her? Even if it's difficult, it shouldn't be so bothered.

Unless...... Liu Qiyun felt that these efforts were nothing compared to the returns.

Another day passed, and the twilight was four, and the female historians retired one by one. Song Qing'an watched the palace door close, but called out the bamboo smoke.

"Zhuyan, follow up and have a look."

The bamboo smoke whispered, and the slender figure disappeared in the darkness.

A few days ago, Zhuyan also quietly followed the female history, but they returned to the Shangyi Bureau after leaving the Changning Palace, and did not go to see the people next to them.

However, today...... The bamboo smoke was hidden behind the palace wall, and as he watched the female historians enter the Chongming Palace, their faces gradually became solemn.

If you go to Changle Palace to see Liu Qiyun, you can see Emperor Liang...... There's a big problem.

Zhuyan didn't come up again, she remembered the message from His Royal Highness the Second a few days ago, and after thinking about it for a while, she had a plan in her heart.

Her face changed suddenly, and she hurried back to Changning Palace.

"Princess!"

The bamboo smoke whispered what he saw in Song Qing'an's ear, and he saw that Song Qing'an's expression also changed slightly.

What bamboo smoke can guess, Song Qingan can naturally guess.

The elder brother will make meritorious contributions in the border area, and someone will definitely obstruct her, and by the way, she will also be solved.

That's all there is to ......

"Princess." I don't know when a team of eunuchs came to the court, and the leader was bowing down and calling Song Qing'an, "Princess, Your Majesty is invited." ”

Song Qing'an looked sideways, the person who came was already a little old, and the smile on his face squeezed into folds. Although it is a flattering gesture, it makes people feel a little strange contempt.