Just as she was thinking about how to refuse, she heard him say, "Okay, let's not tease you, you can go." ”

Song Suqing raised his head and saw the shallow smile in his eyes, but he didn't care too much at this time, so he walked back after blessing his body.

As she pushed the door open, she suddenly remembered something, turned away, and suddenly met his deep eyes.

Pei Muyao's eyes fell on her back, and he stood with his hands in his hands, not expecting her to turn back, "What's the matter." ”

Song Xuqing's eyelashes lowered slightly, and landed on the long sleeves that were blown up by the wind behind his back, if she didn't guess wrong, there should be a button missing, "Today in the Zhao Ting Division, His Royal Highness Xie reminded." ”

It wasn't until Song Suqing's figure disappeared from view that Pei Muyao lowered his eyes and glanced at the long sleeves on his side, and the last button at the end of the sleeve was gone, leaving only strands of silk fluttering in the wind.

Qi An and Ze Chuan, who were guarding the gate of the courtyard, walked in, and Qi An said, "Master, the Fourth Highness and the Prince are waiting for you upstairs." ”

Pei Muyao bowed his head, "Lead the way." ”

The aftermath of the Tianyin Pavilion is lingering, and the listeners in the lobby are immersed in it, and the melodious piano sound echoes in the pavilion.

At the highest point in the pavilion, Qi An and Zechuan guarded a staircase to prevent other guests from stepping into it.

Pei Muyao stretched out his hand to push the door open, and heard Pei Zicheng's voice, "What did you say he did?" ”

"Well, the man is coming, you can ask him yourself." Fu Yanji said, took the teacup and poured a cup of tea and handed it over, "I heard that a few days ago, a girl came to his private house. ”

"Who, who? Whose girl! Pei Zicheng was surprised and asked again and again, "You actually took the girl back to the house, and the old iron tree finally bloomed." ”

Pei Muyao glanced at them calmly and was silent.

The three of them grew up together, and they all knew that Pei Muyao had an iron wall, and if he didn't want to say it, even if ten cows came, he wouldn't be able to pry his mouth open.

Pei Zicheng felt bored, took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, and said, "The secret guard came to report, and the clue was broken in the Xuanwu Marquis Mansion." ”

Fu Yanji frowned, "The Hou Mansion got close to the prince in the early years, but I don't know why the Marquis of Xuanwu retreated, not to mention the emperor, but the ministers of the court and the central government who taught him were all heard during the banquet,"

The paper is slightly yellowed, it looks like it is a little old, and there are dense words written on it, Pei Muyao has ten lines at a glance, "The merit is high, and the Marquis of Xuanwu is a smart person." ”

"It's so smart, and it's a little hard for us to do things." Pei Zicheng said with a smile, he took a sip of tea, "Xuanwu Hou has been ignoring business for many years, and he can't talk to him, the eldest son is not in Beijing, and the second son is young, we are afraid that it will not be useful, we can only see what loopholes they can find out in Qi'an." ”

Fu Yanji pondered for a moment and said thoughtfully: "Speaking of which, there is someone who can be used as an entry point. ”

Pei Zicheng: "Who?" ”

Pei Muyao raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Yanji lightly.

He didn't speak, but Fu Yanji and Pei Zicheng read the rejection in his eyes.

Fu Yanji shrugged his shoulders, "That's a bit more troublesome." ”

Pei Muyao took off the lampshade and burned the paper in his hand to ashes, "I raise people, not waste." ”

Pei Zicheng listened to the two of them playing dumb riddles, and was very curious, "Who is it?" ”

"Xuanwu Marquis's daughter, Song Xuqing." Fu Yanji said.

"I know that." Pei Zicheng had heard of Song Suqing earlier, "But what does it have to do with her?" ”

Fu Yanji glanced at him obliquely, "Do you know the name of the girl who came from his private house?" ”

Pei Zicheng: "...... Song Suqing? ”

Fu Yanji coughed lightly, indicating that his guess was not wrong.

Pei Zicheng's eyes widened slightly, "You and her ......"

Pei Muyao raised his hand slightly and cut off his words: "Gu Changfeng has made proper arrangements." ”

Pei Zicheng's curious heart hung in mid-air, not up or down, but he didn't dare to speak.

Fu Yanji laughed out loud, "Well, the news that I came earlier has already sent someone back to Zhuzhou Road." ”

There were a few knocks at the door, and Sawakawa's voice came: "Childe." ”

Pei Muyao's eyelids lifted slightly, "What's the matter?" ”

Zechuan said: "Lord Gu sent someone to send a document. ”

As he spoke, Zechuan pushed open the door and walked in, handed the paperwork to Pei Muyao, and retreated to his side.

Pei Muyao opened the neatly folded paper, glanced at it casually, and suddenly smiled, "It's interesting." ”

"What?" Pei Zicheng took the paperwork and was surprised when he glanced at it.

Pei Muyao lowered his eyes and said, "Tell Gu Changfeng, just do it according to the prince's wishes." ”

Fu Yanji burned the paperwork and stroked the ashes on the table, "The prince wants to register her, this is his heart." ”

Pei Zicheng shook his head, for fear of fraud: "Even if he wants to settle down, why does he want to find Gu Changfeng?" ”

Pei Muyao waved his hand and motioned for Zechuan to reply, and said unhurriedly: "Xu Qinning is from Zhuzhou, and only Gu Changfeng is from Zhuzhou. ”

"Brother Huang, this is sad that the beauty is closed." Pei Zicheng understood, paused, looked sideways at Pei Muyao, and asked the question he had been holding back for a long time, "What's the matter with you and Song Suqing, I've never heard of you knowing." ”

Pei Muyao glanced at him and got up, "I'm leaving." ”

As he spoke, he left directly, leaving Pei Zicheng and Fu Yanji alone with big eyes and small eyes.

*

On the other side, Song Suqing left Tianyin Pavilion without looking back after speaking, for fear that the people behind would suddenly remember something and call her back.

It wasn't until she got into the carriage back home that Song Suqing's heart hanging in her throat slowly fell, she lifted the small curtain and looked back, only to realize that Pei Muyao's plan seemed to be much earlier than she imagined.

His temptation today should not only be to test her, but to test the Hou Mansion!

Although his father had withdrawn from the court in the early years and was no longer an important minister of the court, the name of Xuanwu Hou was there, and if Pei Muyao and Pei Yichen's party contended, it would be difficult for the Hou Mansion to escape from this whirlpool.

Whether it is Pei Muyao or Pei Yichen, if they can make the Hou Mansion stand on their side, they will be elected.

"Miss." Cai Tao suddenly came in from outside the carriage, pointed to the wine shop not far away, and said, "It's the second young master." ”

Song Suqing was interrupted by her words, and looked back at her fingertips.

The second young master in Cai Tao's mouth is her cousin, Song Huai'an, the eldest young master of the second room of the Hou Mansion, he doesn't know who he is with, you said I walked to the wine shop with a smile.

At the moment when she saw Song Huai'an, Song Suqing's eyes flashed the scene of the Hou Mansion raiding her house and her parents being detained and imprisoned, and she couldn't help but tremble.

Her cousin, Song Huai'an, has always been a princeling.

In the last life, the reason why she was able to marry into the East Palace despite public opinion, he also helped a lot.

At that time, she didn't want the Hou Mansion to resist and disobey her because of her, but her cousin thought that Pei Yichen's foundation was stable, and the prince had promised to be good to her, so he stood on her side.

On the day she left the palace, Pei Muyao only said that she would release her parents from prison, not the entire Hou Mansion, and everyone in the second room was afraid that they would all be imprisoned after her death.

Song Huai'an is the prince's party, Song Suqing guessed that Pei Muyao was aware, perhaps from the beginning, so he never had any intersection with the Hou Mansion in the previous life, and the only intersection was the day she left the palace.

Song Suqing's eyes fell on the hem of her skirt and she was silent.

The bell on the side of the carriage wall was rung and the picture screen said, "Miss, it's here." ”

Song Xu lowered his eyes and exhaled.

At the end of the month, when she was resting, she needed to find Pei Muyao and gain his trust, if she had to choose between the two, it would definitely be on the winner's side.

And the top priority at the moment is the quiz before Hugh.

The author has something to say: I forgot to say it in the first chapter, Pei Muyao's memories of his past life were not there at the beginning, but they were remembered slowly.

Chapter 9: Eager to learn

(He is in the temple)

In the early morning of the next day, the carriage of the Hou Mansion went to Zhaotingsi.

When Song Suqing arrived at the Chongyuan Palace, Xie Zijin held a scroll in his hand and strolled on the side of the pavilion, and the sound of books in the courtyard was loud.

Song Suqing had no intention of alarming her, and walked around the small pond to the palace.

The hall was empty, and she searched for the books she had handed out yesterday to prepare for her homework.

It wasn't until the sound of squirming footsteps sounded behind itself that Song Suqing raised his head from the scroll and fell into Xie Zijin's slightly surprised eyes out of thin air.

Xie Zijin couldn't contain the surprise in her eyes for a while, and when she looked at her for a moment, she lowered the look in her eyes and raised the scroll in her hand, "What a coincidence, I'm also looking at this." ”

Song Suqing had no intention of communicating too much with her, so he hastily took her head and said: "It's a coincidence." ”

Xie Zijin heard the weakness in her words, and also returned to his position.

After a short time, everyone walked into the Chongyuan Hall one after another, and the sound of Langlang books was replaced by bursts of discussion.

When Tao Huaixi crossed the layers of figures and came to the position, she found that Song Suqing was hanging her head and writing the words 'Chongyuan Palace', she squatted down suspiciously, "What are you doing?" ”

"Practice calligraphy." Song Xu didn't raise her head until she dropped the last stroke, and she didn't look up: "Earlier, Mr. said that my handwriting was insulting, so I practiced." ”

The handwriting on the shallow paper is fresh and smart, the lines are round, powerful and delicate, and the three words of Chongyuan Hall are solemn and gentle.

Tao Huaixi smacked his tongue, "Who is your husband?" Is this still humiliating? ”

Song Suqing raised her eyes and looked at her deeply, this was what Taifu said to her, but it was a matter of the previous life, and it took her a long time to practice this handwriting.

Tao Huaixi was a little confused by her eyes, and tilted his head in confusion.

Song Suqing said: "Mr. outside the academy." ”

"Then this gentleman may be picking on thorns." Tao Huaixi picked up her paper, "Your words are the extent to which my father will praise you when he sees it." ”

"What is Taifu boasting about? Let me take a look too. ”

As the words fell, the paper in Tao Huaixi's hand was pulled away from behind him.

Song Suqing frowned slightly, her eyes lifted to the side, she raised her eyebrows when she saw someone coming, and from her point of view, the lower half of Fu Wan's face was covered, leaving only those sparkling eyes.

There are many families entrenched in the huge Shengjing, but if it comes to arrogance, if Fu Wan is ranked second, then no one will call him first.

Fu Wan originally wanted to find fault with him, but after seeing the handwriting on the paper, he pouted, "Okay, it's really good, it's a little worse than mine." ”

Several women who followed Fu Wan took the paper and circulated it, and it was not until Mr. Xue's voice sounded that the group returned the paper to Song Suqing.

Song Suqing folded the paper neatly and put it into the cabinet, and listened to Mr. Class.

The policy discussion focuses on countermeasures, and the content of the lecture is relatively boring, and small notes abound in the classroom.

Tao Huaixi glanced at Song Suqing when she was sorting out her notes, and saw that she had already written down to answer the questions raised by Mr. Jiaoxi, and realized that she didn't seem to be similar to the rumored appearance.