I don't know why, Pei Qing didn't come to Changning Palace after that day, but the things that should have been sent were the same. After using the antidote pill, Song Qingan no longer had a fever, and even the wound healed faster.

These days are getting warmer, and there are a lot of flowers and plants in the garden. Song Qing'an asked people to pick some and keep them in the jade bottle left by Pei Qing.

The small white flowers in the small jade bottle have a special interest. I don't know if it's an illusion, but the petals of the white flowers are becoming more and more crystal clear.

"Princess, the second highness is down."

Song Qing'an was holding the jade bottle and looking at it, and when he heard the words, he quickly put down the jade bottle, and called the bamboo smoke to take away the lanterns on both sides of the bed.

"Brother."

Song Qingan sat on the bed and smiled with Song Qinghuai on the soft pillow.

Song Qinghuai sat on the chair that had been placed on the side of the couch a long time ago, and looked at the jade bottle at the head of the bed as if unintentionally.

"Yue'er is so Yaxing."

Song Qing'an looked at him with a weak heart.

"Brother said and laughed, I can't stay, I'm bored every day, I can only find something to do by myself, I can't talk about Yaxing."

With a soft smile on her face, she was about to sit out as she spoke, and sure enough, the wound was touched. Song Qing'an let out a low breath, successfully attracting Song Qinghuai's attention.

"Didn't the imperial doctor say that you have to be careful, you can't make big moves." Song Qinghuai blamed in his mouth, but he gently moved Song Qingan out of the way.

"Thank you, brother." Song Qing'an didn't care, his eyebrows bent, "Brother has been in Qinzhou all these years, is he doing well?" ”

Song Qinghuai just wanted to ask something, but was blocked by her question again.

"Good...... It's not good. Song Qinghuai pondered for a moment, "After I come back, I'm afraid that there will be many people staring at you and me." Yue'er ...... Don't forget the instructions of the imperial doctor. ”

Song Qingan nodded lightly and said in a low voice, "Brother thinks...... How is Master Jiang? ”

Song Qinghuai frowned: "Concubine Chen has looked for you?" ”

"I had it before my brother came back," Song Qing'an tilted his head slightly, "She wants to pull me to deal with the Liu family, I think it's ......"

"No." Song Qinghuai's expression was a little serious, "Although I was not in Beijing before, I can also know one or two things in Beijing." Jiang Taishi ......"

Probably because he felt that it was not safe enough to say it, so he sent Zhuyan to take a pen and paper and write it to Song Qing'an.

After Song Qing'an saw it, he immediately lit the paper on the candle lamp next to the couch, and his expression was not very good-looking.

"Brother, is this true?"

"Seventy or eighty."

Song Qinghuai said seriously: "Don't get too close to Concubine Chen." ”

"Brother, don't worry, I have my own measure."

Song Qingan covered his chest as he spoke, as if the wound hurt again.

"It's strange to say, why is Yue'er still living here?"

Song Qinghuai looked around, a little dissatisfied: "But someone deliberately blocked it?" ”

"Previously, because the Liu family wanted me to go to make peace, they didn't arrange to move the palace."

The matter of harmony has long been settled, and it doesn't hurt to mention it to Song Qinghuai at this moment.

"Then there was a lot of chaos in the palace...... But don't worry, brother, the will to move the palace has come down, and I can wait for me to take care of my body. ”

Song Qinghuai's brows furrowed, he also guessed a thing or two about his relatives, but listening to Song Qing'an himself talk about it was different after all.

"Has Pei Qing been here?"

Song Qinghuai asked coldly, which made Song Qingan stunned.

"Pei Zhangyin......? Brother, what is Pei Zhangyin doing here? ”

Song Qingan was slightly surprised, and the expression on his face did not seem to be fake.

"Your jade bottle...... It looks like something from the East Factory. ”

Song Qinghuai is indifferent, this kind of mutton fat jade is not rare in the palace. Only the East Factory is willing to make medicine bottles.

"Really, brother still recognizes this?" Song Qingan smiled, but calmly, "There is a person who often follows Pei Zhangyin's side here, and he brought it." ”

Liu Quan? Song Qinghuai thought of this person when he heard this.

Liu Quan often followed Pei Qing to do some investigations, and it was not strange that he came to Changning Palace.

"The father-in-law came to deliver the medicine, asked me something about Limeiren, and then left." Song Qingan looked out the window and said slowly, as if he was reminiscing. She paused and moved her gaze to Song Qinghuai.

"Brother asked Pei Zhangyin what he was doing?"

Song Qinghuai looked at the eyes that were almost the same as his own, and only looked away for a long time.

“…… Nothing. ”

"There are still some things in Yulin Weizhong, I'll go first, Yue'er have a good rest."

Song Qinghuai took out something wrapped in oiled paper from his sleeve: "I saw it outside the palace, so I brought some with me." ”

Song Qingan took it and opened it, and there was a small almond crisp inside.

"I remember that you like to eat sweets, but the imperial doctor said that you should not eat them." Song Qinghuai rubbed the top of her hair as he spoke, "When you are well, my brother will take you out of the palace." ”

Song Qing'an lowered her head and whispered, and when she heard the bead curtain ring, she suddenly shouted: "Brother! ”

Song Qinghuai turned his head: "What's the matter?" ”

Song Qing'an was silent, they couldn't see each other from this angle. The words he wanted to say went around the tip of his tongue, and finally Song Qingan said: "Limeiren...... Isn't it gone? ”

There was no response for a long time, Song Qingan thought that Song Qinghuai had left, but he heard him: "Yes." Two days ago, Ling Chi was executed. ”

Song Qing'an seemed to have unloaded his strength and leaned on the soft pillow. After a long time, she reached under the pillow with one hand and took out a jade bracelet.

It was given to her by Ashao that day.

Song Qing'an held the jade bracelet tightly and put it back again.

Maybe my brother didn't want to hear her ask this...... He wanted to hear something else.

She really didn't want her brother to find out......

But her brother treated her like this, which always made her feel ashamed. Maybe this was Song Qinghuai's deliberate doing, but it was impossible for Song Qingan to ignore how he treated her.

Song Qingxin sighed, broke some almond crisp and ate it in small bites.

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Liu Quan felt that the palm prints of the past few days were very strange.

For example, when looking at the excerpts, I am distracted from time to time, and I am absent-minded when I listen to his report......

Palm Prints have never been like this!

Thinking of his previous omissions, Liu Quan was even more worried.

Palm Print-sama isn't thinking about what to do with him?

And in the past few days, Lord Palm Print often goes to the Prison Division, and he stays for several hours.

I heard from the people in the Criminal Prison Department that the spies who were arrested before were all interrogated with palm prints.

Liu Quan felt that with his little thing, he would not cause Lord Palm Print to be so angry, there must be someone else!

But the most important thing is to let the palm print deflate.

Liu Quan pondered and meditated for many days. That night, Pei Qing finally didn't go to the Criminal Prison Department again, but didn't know what to write in the study.

Liu Quan came in from outside, and asked in a low voice if Pei Qing would go to the Criminal Prison Department after that, and after receiving an answer, he plucked up his courage and said, "Lord Palm Print, is he going to Changning Palace?" ”

Pei Qing raised his eyes, and stared at Liu Quan for a long time with emotionless pupils. stared at him in a cold sweat, and then retracted his gaze.

"Why?"

"The slave mentioned it casually, and the palm print lord doesn't have to mind."

Liu Quan was dumbfounded, only to hear the sound of the pen scratching across the paper.

After a while, I heard Pei Qing say: "Then let's go." ”

"Yes."

Liu Quan was busy to prepare, but Pei Qing didn't move. He stretched out his hand and ran his fingertips along the pen to the ink as it dried.

Pei Qing moved gently, as if he was stroking someone.

It was written:

Yue.