Back at the Hou Mansion, Song Shuwan opened the box, which contained two letters in addition to a few ledgers.

"Son, this ledger and letter ......"

Pei Huan said lightly: "It has something to do with the Song family's case, but don't get your hopes up, it's related, and the involvement won't be too big." ”

Song Shuwan lowered her eyes, she already knew about the account book from the flying kite, so she didn't have much hope, but the letter in this box ......

"The eyes and legs of the prince, if nothing happens, they must be able to recover soon, I hope that the case of the Song family, the prince of the world can also solve it as soon as possible."

Pei Huan bowed: "Don't worry, since I promised you, I will definitely do it, this letter and account book, do you want to take a look?" ”

Song Shuwan's eyes fell, and after a few hesitations, she rejected Pei Huan's proposal: "I don't think this account book and letter will play a big role, so let's leave it to the prince to deal with." ”

Song Shuwan wanted to see it, but she also knew that her heart might not be able to settle down, so it was better not to watch it.

"By the way, the jade pendant of the Divine Doctor Valley before, does the prince have any arrangements?"

Speaking of the Divine Doctor Valley, Pei Huan's tone was a little solemn: "I have already sent someone to find the people of the Divine Doctor Valley, but the people of the Divine Doctor Valley have always been uncertain, and I am afraid that they will not be able to find it in the short term." ”

Song Shuwan pursed her lips, and the hand hanging down her leg tightened slightly: "I know, I'm tired of the world." ”

"It's just a matter of duty."

Song Shuwan pulled the corners of her lower lip, turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly remembered Zhen Yuan's post by Day, so she mentioned it to Pei Huan.

"She invited you to Mingyin Building to see the new storyteller?" Pei Huan listened to her words, and his tone was a little weird.

"I can't think it's to look at the storyteller, I should just go and sit down."

Pei Huan bowed his head lightly: "You can go if you want, but you have to be low-key, you and Zhen Yuan are not ordinary people now." ”

Song Shuwan was silent, the two of them were indeed not ordinary people, after all, not everyone could ask the little princess to target them personally.

The next day, Song Shuwan arrived at Mingyin Building, and when the guy saw her, he immediately stepped forward to greet her, and after a while, he was guided to the second floor.

"Miss Zhen is in this private room."

"Thank you."

Song Shuwan thanked her, pushed open the door of the private room, and looked intently, and saw Zhen Yuan holding the wine jug in one hand and pouring wine into his mouth, and his brows unconsciously collected some.

"Miss Zhen drinks like this, it's not good for your health."

Zhen Yuan raised his eyes slightly, and a little confusion flashed in his eyes: "It's not good for your health?" But I've always been drinking like this, but it's the princess of the world, but I don't drink a drop of wine when I listen to words? ”

Song Shuwan waved away the guy who led the way, walked to Zhen Yuan and sat down: "It's not that I don't drink a drop of wine, it's just that I drink less." ”

As she spoke, she took the wine jug in Zhen Yuan's hand and poured herself a glass, and after taking a sip, she smiled and said, "The wine in this Mingyin Building is not bad." ”

Zhen Yuan bent his eyebrows and held his cheek with one hand: "Naturally, it's good, if it weren't for that, I wouldn't be here." ”

Song Shuwan listened curiously: "Does Miss Zhen often come here?" Drinking, or listening to books? ”

Zhen Yuan's eyes were confused: "It's all there, anyway, I'm not happy, I'll come here." ”

As she was talking, there were two knocks outside the door, Song Shuwan looked over, and before she could speak, Zhen Yuan let the person who knocked on the door outside

"It's a guy who is here to deliver food, does the princess have a favorite to eat? It's just right, let the guy send it over. ”

Song Shuwan smiled and said that Zhen Yuan's point was already very good: "That's enough." ”

Zhen Yuan sighed: "I invited the princess to come here to be happy, but the princess can't be too polite." ”

Song Shu straightened her sleeves: "I'm not polite to Miss Zhen yet." ”

During the small talk, Zhen Yuan suddenly shouted: "Golden Sparrow, are you outside?" ”

After a short silence, the goldfinch poked its head out of the door: "The slave is here, what does the young lady command?" ”

"Open the door, I think about it, that beauty is probably coming."

Hearing this, the goldfinch immediately pushed the door open.

Almost at the same time, an exclamation was heard from below: "Is that the storyteller from the south?" is really good-looking, but I don't know who is better looking compared to the eldest son of the Wen family. ”

"Needless to say, of course the eldest son of the Wen family is good-looking, but the appearance of this storyteller is not much inferior."

Song Shuwan's eyes turned slightly, and her curious gaze fell on the first floor, Mingyin Building is mainly used for various opera performances, so a platform was set up on the first floor, and at this time, a young man in a white robe walked up to the stage, and the awakening wood in his hand was patted, and everyone's attention was attracted to the past.

"Yesterday, I said that the young lady of the Song family seemed to have taken a fancy to the scholar surnamed Qi, and specially ordered the maid around her to pass the word, and asked the scholar surnamed Qi to come over to the house, and the scholar also said that it was a good marriage, and he was very happy to go to the appointment......"

The young man's voice was very clear, and a few words made Mingyin Lou fall silent.

Song Shuwan held her cheek with one hand, at first she was still uncomfortable because of the young lady of the Song family, but as the story of the young man continued, she unconsciously fell into a trance.

The young man said that Miss Song didn't like Qi Shusheng, she expressed her love for every scholar she met, in order to cast a wide net and want a husband who was a champion, but Qi Shusheng did not look back in high school, Miss Song was unwilling and went to Beijing to report to the official......

At this time, the young man suddenly slapped the waking wood in his hand: "I want to hear what happens next, and listen to the next decomposition!" ”

The silence in the Mingyin Building disappeared in an instant, replaced by a curious inquiry.

"Sir, can Miss Song really get what she wants?"

"Miss Song is too calculating, and she has expressed her affection for so many scholars."

"Oh my God, would anyone really do that?"

"Sir, can the following story be told now? We were really curious. ”

The young man smiled slightly, with a bit of arrogance in his beautiful eyebrows: "Curious, right?" I'll come back tomorrow, my story, and there's a flip in the back. ”

As he spoke, he patted his sleeve and turned to leave.

At this moment, an ingot of silver flew out of the private room on the second floor, and the young man turned his head sideways, and while catching the silver, his eyes suddenly became a little more aggressive.

Song Shuwan didn't care at first, but the young man's eyes fell directly on the private room where she was, and she realized that something was wrong, and subconsciously turned her head sideways: "That silver ......"

Before she finished speaking, she saw the smile on the corner of Zhen Yuan's mouth, and understood, the silver was thrown by Zhen Yuan.

"I wonder what the distinguished guest upstairs is doing with this ingot? I'm not from Mingyin Building, so I don't accept tips. The young man held the silver in his hand, and there was a little dissatisfaction between his eyebrows.

Zhen Yuan walked to the door with a wine jug: "I'm happy to hear the story you said, so I'm going to reward you, it has nothing to do with who you are, do you know how to drink?" Come up and have a few drinks with Miss Ben? ”

The young man's face sank suddenly, and at this time, someone next to him recognized Zhen Yuan: "It's not Miss Zhen from the General's Mansion!" ”

"Miss Zhen? Is it the same Miss Zhen who assassinated the little princess? Oh my God, she's not in prison, how did she get out? ”