Looking at Su Qian, Song Qianhang's mind went blank.

Eldest brother...... Poisoned him?

How can it be!

[Song Qianhang, this stupid boy, can't believe it until he dies, and thinks that his brotherly relationship is so good......]

Song Qianhang thinks that although the relationship between himself and Song Qianfan is not very good, it can be regarded as a harmonious relationship, even if the relationship is not harmonious...... No matter how you say it, we are also brothers.

[As everyone knows, Song Qianfan doesn't even want his father, what is poisoning a younger brother? 】

Song Qianhang was completely stunned, what did Su Qian mean by this?

He pursed his thin lips, not wanting to believe Su Yan's words, but her words have not been missed so far, and even the imperial uncle believes it or not.

The eldest brother obviously did not participate in the party struggle, let alone show the intention of fighting for the throne.

Can. The eldest brother has always been a deep person, and even his father, queen and mother can't see through it...... A while ago, he was angry with Su because of Du Shilang's matter.

They didn't even find out when the eldest brother began to have frequent contacts with these ministers in the DPRK and China.

The more Song Qianhang thought about it, the more uneasy he became, could it be that the eldest brother was just not fighting on the surface, but in fact he was already deeply involved in it?!

"Qianhang?"

"Huh?"

Su Xuan shouted Song Qianhang several times, and his eyes fell on the few leaf cards that fell in front of him, "What's the matter, look at your absent-mindedness." ”

Song Qianhang hurriedly picked up the signs and put them aside, "Sister-in-law, I suddenly remembered that there are still some things, so I won't play cards with you." ”

Song Qianhang left in a hurry, not daring to listen to Su Yan anymore.

He wanted to go to the Buddhist hall to question Song Qianfan, but after calming down, he didn't go.

Not to mention that no one can enter the Buddhist hall now, even if they do, how should they open this question, after all, they are all things that have not happened yet.

Song Qianhang, Song Qianhang, that's your eldest brother, how many times did he protect you when he was a child, how could you doubt Su Qian just based on a few words!

Song Qianhang felt guilty and wanted to slap himself.

But I felt that I had hurt my face, and how many girls had to be sad, so I didn't fan.

…

The next day was a rest day, and it was rare for the family to have breakfast together.

It seems that he was punished for kneeling in the Buddhist hall for one night, Song Qianfan was a little restrained, and took the initiative to serve porridge to the family, and even Su Qian was not left behind.

Su raised his eyebrows and glanced at Song Qianfan, [Serve porridge yourself? 】

[He has such a good heart? 】

[Shouldn't it be poisoned? 】

Hearing this, King Jing and his wife didn't react, just when Su was joking, after all, since their son got married, there has not been a day when he is not a bastard, and the daughter-in-law is angry in her heart, and it is normal to talk about anger.

Song Qianfan glanced at Su Xuan, and it was rare that he had no emotion.

The people at the table, just the bowl of porridge in front of Song Qianhang, he was stunned and didn't taste a bite.

Song Qianfan picks up the dishes wherever the chopsticks go, and he clips the dishes, one after the other, and the action is not too obvious.

Princess Jing frowned, what's wrong with her youngest son today?

Su Yan sat opposite the two brothers, and saw this scene clearly, [Why does Song Qianfan eat, Song Qianhang eats? ] 】

[I just eat vegetables and don't eat porridge, how salty it is]

[Could it be that Song Qianhang thinks that Song Qianfan has poisoned the food? ] 】

"Ahem! cough-" Song Qianhang was directly choked by this mouthful of food in his mouth, and he didn't even dare to look at Song Qianfan next to him, he was very weak-hearted.

He buried his head in two mouthfuls of porridge and casually picked up two mouthfuls of vegetables, so as to prove that what Su Xuan said was nothing.

Su Yan laughed crazy in his heart.

[Laughing and getting rich, why is Song Qianfan so disliked. ] 】

[My brother is disgusted, huh. 】

Su Qian's words frightened Song Qianhang and immediately looked up from the bowl, for fear that Song Qianfan would listen to Su Qian's words and misunderstand himself, so he immediately became attentive.

"Big brother, I'll serve you a bowl of porridge!"

"Come, eat some food, this is delicious."

"Come on, try this too."

Song Qianfan didn't seem to hear Su Yan's words, just eating porridge quietly.

King Jing was a little satisfied in his heart, this is finally a bit like respecting the prince of the palace.

Song Qianhang wiped a cold sweat, he can't blame himself, after all, who wants to die?

I just want to be careful.

He kept praying: Grandma! Don't think about it anymore, give my little brother a way to live!

Silent Garden

Su took the post sent by Liu Miaoqing and went to the garden party as promised.

At this time, there were many people in the garden, all of whom were young ladies and sons of families, who liked to recite poems, cook tea and drink, and pass the time in the garden.

Seeing that Su Mi was coming, and she didn't even bring a maid with her, Liu Miaoqing smiled and beckoned to her, "Ah Su, this way." ”

Su followed the prestige, and saw several girls surrounding Liu Miaoqing, admiring the paintings, and could vaguely smell a smell of wine.

In winter, the weather is cold, whether it is a son or a girl, they all like a cup of hot wine to warm up, and Su Yan is no exception, but these wines smell and don't have the taste she likes.

Liu Miaoqing took Su Miao's arm and brought her to the table, "Look, I just drew it." ”

Su Yan narrowed his eyes: "It's good-looking." ”

[It's a pity that I'm not educated, otherwise I have to praise you all over the place.] 】

Liu Miaoqing suddenly had a smile on her face, "This garden is very beautiful, you can go to see many places, let me accompany you to take a look?" ”

Su Yan refused, "No, you can go with them, I want to see for myself." ”

Liu Miaoqing bowed her head and did not force it.

The garden is very large, away from the hustle and bustle of the crowd, Su Su walked to the Huxin Pavilion with few people, in fact, she didn't have such a high Yaxing to taste any masterpieces, she believed that Liu Miaoqing traveled around these brothers' garden parties, and it would not really be for the sake of poetry.

I came with her because I had agreed before, and it was always difficult to break the contract.

There are many people who come to the garden party, including many children of high-ranking officials, and some young children who have already entered the office.

And every step Liu Miaoqing takes, in fact, if you think about it carefully, you will find that she has been paving the way for her ultimate goal, and no step is taken in vain.

Su Mian couldn't help but sigh, but if it wasn't for Song Qianfan, maybe Liu Miaoqing would have got her wish.

"Miss Su?"

When Su Yan heard the sound, he turned his head to look, and saw several people coming over, there were a few fresh faces, and there were also familiar faces, the granddaughter of the Ministry of Rites, Wu Ziyu, had never dealt with Lin Xizhi in the past.

It's just that the first few times I saw her, this Wu Ziyu had never looked at her squarely.

Wu Ziyu took a few girls who had a good time, and when she saw that there was only one person in Su, she pretended to be surprised, "Ah, Miss Su, don't you know poetry and songs, how did you come to these elegant places like us, didn't you go to the wrong place?" ”

"Miss Su, let's go quickly, after all, not everyone can come in Jingyuan!"

Su Yi smiled, "Miss Wu reminded me that I was worried that I would be kicked out, but now that Miss Wu is also there, I am relieved." ”

Wu Ziyu's mind didn't turn for a while: "? ”

[I thought I was outrageous enough, why Wu Ziyu is here, it seems that this Jingyuan is really any cat and dog can come in. 】

[Harm, Wu Ziyu is really powerful, and with her own strength, she has lowered the grade of the entire Jingyuan. 】

Wu Ziyu's face suddenly turned red with anger, "What nonsense are you talking about!" Jingyuan is an elegant place for poetry, and the poems I wrote have even been praised by Liu Gongzi, you can neither compose poetry nor paint, how can you compare with me?! ”

(End of chapter)