The next day, Mingyin Building.

As soon as Song Shuwan entered the door, a guy came over to guide the way, but after a cup of tea, she saw Zhen Yuan, looked up and down, and said with a smile: "Miss Zhen has been looking good lately, and the whole person looks a lot more energetic." ”

Zhen Yuanzheng held his cheek with one hand, grabbed a wine jug in his hand, and bent his eyebrows when he heard the words: "People are in good spirits when they are happy, but I have been very comfortable recently, and my spirit is naturally good." ”

Song Shuwan thought of what the little girl said yesterday and was taken back to the General's Mansion by her tomorrow morning, and the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably: "I heard that Miss Zhen brought the storyteller back to the General's Mansion?" ”

"Yes, in addition to his good storytelling, he also looks good, so I naturally want to bring him back." Zhen Yuan said it confidently, his voice fell, and he took a big sip of wine.

Song Shuwan sat down: "General Zhen didn't say anything?" ”

"What does he have to say, it's just to bring a man back, by the way, I heard that the princess has been recuperating in the house for a long time, why, was the little princess hurt a lot?"

Song Shuwan sighed and took the wine jug from Zhen Yuan's hand: "I almost died." ”

When these words came out, Zhen Yuan sighed: "The little princess is so ruthless, so Pei Huan didn't say anything?" ”

Song Shuwan tilted her head: "Let me be silent, count?" ”

Zhen Yuan paused, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes: "Pei Huan really said that?" ”

"Compared with the little princess, there is still a gap in the end." Song Shuwan smiled self-deprecatingly, watching Zhen Yuan snatch the wine jug back in his hand, and didn't care.

At this moment, the guy pushed open the door of the private room and came in: "Princess Shizi, Miss Zhen, what do you two want to eat today?" ”

Zhen Yuan ordered a few dishes at random, and waved the person away: "I invited you here today to listen to the play, let's not talk about those things that spoil the fun, come, eat the dishes first, and there will be a drama troupe in a while......"

"Bang", the door of the private room was kicked open, and a man stood outside the door with an angry face, he was dressed in white, his eyebrows were picturesque, and his gestures were elegant, and he was Wen Yixiu, who was very famous in Beijing.

Song Shuwan was stunned: "Young Master Wen? ”

She shouted, and subconsciously looked at Zhen Yuan opposite, but saw that the latter turned his head at some point, and his eyes seemed to have found a treasure, staring at the wine jug in his hand.

Wen Yixiu and Zhen Yuan are acquainted?

Song Shuwan's mind flashed with questions, and she saw Wen Yixiu outside the door entering the private room: "I've seen the princess, the private room in Mingyin Building is gone today, Wen wants to bother here, I don't know if the princess is willing?" ”

Song Shuwan: "......"

She just saw that there were not many guests in Mingyin Building, why was the private room gone? What's more, you shouldn't come here if the private room is gone, right?

All kinds of thoughts quickly turned, and Song Shuwan pulled the corners of her lower lip: "If Miss Zhen is willing, I will have no problem." ”

Wen Yixiu's warm eyes immediately fell on Zhen Yuan: "Miss Zhen? ”

Obviously, it was just three normal words, but when they came out of Wen Yixiu's mouth, there was an inexplicable meaning.

Zhen Yuan sneered: "The legs are on you, you want to stay here, can I still drive you away?" ”

Wen Yixiu smiled: "Then Wen will be bothered." ”

As he spoke, he sat down on Zhen Yuan's right hand.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Song Shuwan always felt that after Wen Yixiu sat down, the atmosphere in the private room was wrong, Zhen Yuan lowered his head and kept silent, focusing on drinking, and Wen Yixiu ......

Song Shuwan glanced at the tea cup that he didn't leave his hand, and there was an inexplicable sense of urgency in her heart to leave, maybe she shouldn't stay here, just when the atmosphere became more and more stiff, the appearance of the guy broke the solemnity here.

"The dishes ordered by a few people have already been served, and the troupe will go on stage when they still have a stick of incense."

Zhen Yuan said "um" and shook off the empty wine jug: "This little wine is not enough for me to drink, bring me to the jar." ”

The guy was a little stunned, but he didn't say anything, and turned around and moved two wine jars.

Song Shuwan looked at the wine jar, then at Zhen Yuan and Wen Yixiu, thought about it again and again, and decided to avoid it, but before she could get up, she was grabbed by Zhen Yuan's wrist.

"The princess, if you don't get drunk today, you won't return, come, do it!"

Song Shuwan coughed lightly: "Miss Zhen, my injury is not healed yet, and it is inconvenient to drink for the time being, why don't you let Gongzi Wen accompany you to drink two glasses?" ”

Zhen Yuan glanced at Wen Yixiu and said disdainfully: "As for someone's three-cup drink, don't make a fuss." ”

Wen Yixiu smiled lightly, as if he didn't hear the disdain in Zhen Yuan's words, picked up the wine jar and poured a glass: "Although the wine is good, but greedy for a cup hurts your body, I'll stop after a few drinks with you." ”

"Humph!"

Zhen Yuan ignored him and still drank his own wine.

Not long after, the troupe came on stage, and Song Shuwan glanced at the two of them a few times, really puzzled by their relationship, so she simply put her eyes on the stage.

Gradually, Song Shuwan's attention was diverted, and suddenly there was a "bang", she subconsciously turned her head, and saw Zhen Yuan waiting for Wen Yixiu angrily, and the smile that the latter had been hanging on his face disappeared.

Zhen Yuan gritted his teeth: "Wen Yixiu, I don't care what you want to do?" Don't come to disgust the old lady in front of the old lady, get out! ”

Wen Yixiu looked helpless: "What can I do?" That's it, you're not calm now, it's useless for me to tell you more, I'll go back first. ”

After saying that, he turned his head: "Princess, the minister retires." ”

Song Shuwan smiled, and after seeing Wen Yixiu leave, her eyes fell on Zhen Yuan.

Zhen Yuan rubbed his eyebrows: "There's nothing to say, it's just the past." ”

The smile on the corner of Song Shuwan's mouth deepened: "Today's play is singing well, it's almost over, will there be a troupe after that?" ”

She looked like nothing had happened, which deepened the smile on Zhen Yuan's face a lot.

"Naturally, there is a troupe, but you have to wait for half an hour, don't you drink?"

Song Shuwan was helpless: "Miss Zhen forgot, the injuries on my body are not healed yet." ”

Zhen Yuan patted his head: "Yes, look at my memory, I won't let you drink, just drink some tea." ”

After that, Song Shuwan and Zhen Yuan sat until noon before leaving.

When she returned to the Hou Mansion, she was stopped by the dark one: "Concubine Shizi, Shizi, please come over." ”

"Got it."

Song Shuwan responded with a faint expression, and then went to see Pei Huan.

The man didn't make a sound, but pointed to a letter on the table and motioned for Song Shuwan to look at it.

After a while, Song Shuwan raised her eyes, the expression on her face became very cold, the letter was written by the secret three, and it said that a person named Mingshan confessed that there was his promoter behind the case of the Song family a few years ago, and the salt hidden in the Song family was hidden by him personally, in order to completely collapse the Song family.

"Who is Mingshan?"

Pei Huan said: "Mingshan was the housekeeper of the Song Mansion. ”

"The housekeeper of the Song Mansion is not called Mingshan, he is called ......"

Song Shuwan suddenly paused in the middle of speaking, and her solemn eyes fell on Pei Huan's face: "Another one who changed his name and surname, where is Mingshan now?" ”

"Still outside the capital, what do you think of what this letter says, that he hid the salt with his own hands?"