The wing room they were in was located on the highest point, leaning against the railing and looking down, which was the best place to see it.

The enchanting figure writhed, the white and translucent wrists were tied with golden bells, and the rattling bells hit Song Suqing's ears, and the enchanting dancing posture was different from anything she had ever seen.

When the strange and familiar footsteps came into his ears, Song Xuqing's thoughts of enjoying the beautiful scenery slowly faded.

Song Huai'an walked to her side, supported the railing with both hands, and said, "I didn't expect the prince to bring you over." ”

"Yes, the second brother thinks how he brought me over." Song Suqing replied softly, his eyes were a little cold, and he glanced at him lazily, and said: "Just like the second brother knows that I am his wife, but he still tries to give the prince the smell of smoke and willows, and he has never thought about how I should deal with myself if he is really that kind of person." ”

"Song Xuqing!" Song Huai'an twisted his eyebrows, and called her name a little anxiously, "How can you think of me like this!" ”

"Second brother, I'm afraid I forgot, the person standing in front of you is Princess Rui." Song Suqing played with his nails and responded lukewarmly, "How can you call your name a name." ”

Before this, Song Suqing had never thought of moving out of the identity of Princess Rui to suppress anyone, but Song Huai'an really disappointed her, and someone close to her poked her heart, but it was more painful and sad than others.

is like knowing that Song Huai'an used her to get close to Pei Yichen, but in fact, there is still a little hope in his heart, hoping that he will change his ways, but this hope eventually turned into ashes.

Song Huai'an suddenly looked sideways, and the Song Suqing in front of him was something he had never seen before, and his cold and ruthless eyes looked like the people in the room.

He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

After a long time, Song Huai'an said bitterly: "How did you become so indifferent and ruthless." ”

When Song Suqing heard this, it was as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and he smiled coldly, "How did the second brother introduce himself." ”

Her eyes swept over the people who were waiting by her side, and she lowered her voice and said coldly: "When the second brother pushed me in front of His Royal Highness the Prince, did you ever think that I had a trace of oneness

Song Huai'an didn't expect her to know at this time, her expression was slightly stunned, and she quickly suppressed the surprise in her heart, and said, "What are you talking about, how could I do this, you are my sister, how can I ignore your wishes." ”

If it had been placed before today, Song Suqing would have been shocked by his brazenness, but now it was in her expectation.

Her face was flat, and she said: "Lantern Festival, micro-service private visits, private life, and marriage,"

Every time Song Suqing said a word, the shock in Song Huai'an's eyes increased a little.

"This is the second brother's notebook presented to His Royal Highness, do you remember the second brother?"

Song Huai'an's throat tightened.

His drooping knuckles trembled slightly, and Song Xuqing's eyes closed slightly, and he exhaled slowly.

There was silence for a long time, and the people performing in the hall changed for a long time, and she heard Song Huai'an's calm words.

"When did you find out about this?"

He did not deny that he had painstakingly written this book.

When he got this reply, for some reason, Song Suqing breathed a sigh of relief, "It doesn't matter when it is." ”

Song Huai'an twisted his eyebrows, puzzled: "I think it's wrong for you to marry into the East Palace?" His Royal Highness's foundation is stable and has the heart of the saint, this world will be his in the future, if you marry him, then you will be the most noble woman in the world, and the Hou Mansion will also benefit because of you, and what is wrong? ”

His voice was extremely low, and he almost asked Song Suqing in a breathy voice, but it still fell into the ears of Ming Yue not far away.

Seeing that she was about to come up, Song Suqing raised her hand slightly to stop her movements, "It's hard for the second brother to worry about working for me, but there is one thing that the second brother said was missing." ”

Song Huai'an frowned, not knowing what she meant.

Song Suqing approached slightly, and said with a smile: "If I really marry into the East Palace, the second brother will be the future 'national uncle', and he will enjoy the blessings of all people." She paused, "But you seem to have forgotten that my brother is Song Linxiao, and you said that if my brother knew that you were stepping on me and climbing up, he would not kill you." ”

With a smile in her eyes, she glanced at Song Huai'an, who was stunned in place.

They all know that Song Linxiao will.

"But don't worry, second brother, after all, my brother can't return to Beijing without a recall, and you still have a way to live."

After Song Suqing finished speaking, the corners of his mouth slowly hooked, and he turned to leave.

Ming Yue heard what she said, and followed her anxiously, "Why should the girl stimulate him, if he makes a move......"

"I just want him to do it." Song Suqing's gaze dropped slightly, landing on Song Huai'an's trembling fingertips, his eyes revealing a little interest, "If you want to lure out the snake and scorpion hidden in the depths of the forest, you have to throw boulders deep into the mountains." ”

Fratricidal cannibalism has been a great rebellion since ancient times, if you want Song Huai'an to experience the pain she has experienced, she must lure him to kill her, so that she can fight back justifiably.

Song Huai'an looked at Song Suqing who was going down with a steady gaze, the hand that fell on the railing was clenched unhurriedly, and the green silk on the back of his hand was extremely hideous.

The hoarse sound of the door sounded, startling the broken sweat on his forehead, and He Linzhi's flattering voice reached his ears.

Song Huai'an turned his eyes back and bumped into Pei Muyao's deep and clear expression, and when he saw him, a trace of anger flashed in his frosty eyes, and his mind sank.

After listening to He Linzhi's words, Pei Muyao bowed his head and said casually: "Lord He, this king still has something to talk about with Lord Song." ”

He Linzhi was stunned, his eyes swept over Song Huai'an at the railing, his expression seemed calm, but his slightly trembling eyelashes would not deceive.

I thought that Song Huai'an was the brother of Princess Rui, or the person sent by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and he treated each other with a good life and adopted a lot of his suggestions, but now it seems that he has to consider it carefully.

After seeing He Linzhi leave, Song Huai'an pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and said respectfully: "I don't know what the prince has to do to find the lower official." ”

Pei Muyao walked unhurriedly with his hands in his hands, his clear eyes were frosty, and his sharp eyes slid past Song Huai'an as unscrupulously as a blade, "Lord Song, you might as well guess when the book you sent arrived in the hands of this king." ”

Song Huai'an lifted his eyelids sharply and looked at him in dismay.

Pei Muyao looked at him with interest, and while sweeping the carved railing with his palm, he lowered his eyes and looked down, "This king heard that the Jiangyue Pavilion is fifteen zhang high, Lord Song has to hold it firm, if he accidentally falls, the divine doctor will not be able to save it." ”

Song Huai'an's palms tightened, gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you for your concern, the lower officials must pay attention." ”

"Hmm." Pei Muyao couldn't smile in his eyes, glanced at him and went downstairs.

Song Huai'an, who stayed in place, slowly clenched his hands, and pinched his well-groomed nails into his palms, but the pain was not worth the numbness in his heart.

Looking at the slowly raised corners of Pei Muyao and Song Suqing's mouth when they met, his eyes sank a little, and he couldn't think of what went wrong for a long time.

This book was clearly sent to the prince's hands, why did Pei Muyao learn about it, and listen to him, I don't think I only knew about it recently, but I have always known it!

Could it be that there is an inner ghost?

But after he sent the book to the East Palace, the book went through several hands, and even when it was sent for polishing, several storytellers had seen each other, and I don't know if anyone in the pavilion had seen it.

If he really wants to find it, it will be difficult, not to mention that he is not in Beijing at the moment and cannot be explored.

Song Huai'an exhaled heavily, and for a while he was not sure whether to inform the prince of this matter, with his understanding of the prince, if the prince knew about this, let alone other people who had handled the book, even he could not escape the blame.

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Chapter 69: Girl

(Named your girl as your husband's family)

The long street of Shanzhou at night is not inferior to the capital, and even compared with Chang'an Street, the long street is bustling and lively, the restaurants and restaurants that can be seen everywhere are located on the riverside, and you can see the river view not far away before you go out of the restaurant, and there are many vendors who set up stalls in a staggered manner, shouting at the pedestrians who come and go.

When she was blocked from going way, Song Suqing was about to go out for a walk, the breath of the strange man swept the tip of her nose along the river breeze, exuding wisps of fragrance, she raised her eyes slightly, and crashed into a pair of delicate and smiling peach blossom eyes.

Song Suqing took a step to the side, who knew that the man also took a step and blocked in front of her again, Ming Yue walked to her diagonally with bheld eyebrows, and raised her hand to stop the man.

The man was obviously stunned, and arched his hand: "Girl, my surname is Jiang Mingqian, I don't know the girl's name, who is it, and whether she is married to someone else?" Saying that, he didn't know what to think of, paused, looked up at the door plaque, and said busily: "If the girl is willing, you can ...... for the girl below."

"Bold fanatics, don't speak ill of you!" Ming Yue interrupted him sharply, and stared at him coldly.

The woman who welcomed them in was already clear who Song Suqing had invited, and hurriedly waved her hand and said, "This son, the girl is not from our cabinet, and the son must not fabricate right and wrong out of thin air." ”

Jiang Qian didn't expect the woman to say so much, his eyes fell back to the girl who was standing there silent, her cold eyes fell over her maid and fell towards him, and she seemed to be a little impatient under a closer look, and said busily: "It's abrupt, and I look at the girl Haihan." ”

Song Suqing had no intention of entanglement with him, so she retracted her gaze and said to Ming Yue: "You go upstairs and ask." ”

"Who are you?"

As the familiar voice sounded, her slender and powerful arms wrapped around her shoulders, and the palms of her palms clasped her shoulders tightly.

The indifferent tone was like a December day, freezing people as if they were deep in the cold and snow, Jiang Qian blinked his eyelids, his eyes turned to the close-contact figure in a daze, and he suddenly shook his head.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly thought that this man had come out of the pavilion, unconsciously twisted his eyebrows, and reminded him implicitly: "Son, don't let this girl down." ”

Song Suqing's eyes swept over the crowd that gradually gathered around, and his already depressed mood became even more uncomfortable, and he wrung his eyebrows and said, "Thank you for your concern, but you are blocking my way, can you move?" ”

Jiang Qian didn't expect that it was this girl who opened his mouth to refute him, and just as he was about to speak, he heard someone say: "This Jiang Gongzi, the girl came with her husband to meet guests, not as you imagined, please give in, don't block us from doing business." ”

Jiang Qian was silent for a few breaths when he heard this, and after apologizing, he unhurriedly let the way out.

Pei Muyao's hand that fell on Song Suqing's shoulder slowly loosened, and when her arm fell, he grabbed her hand and led her out unhurriedly.

Jiang Qian stood on his side, and after a while, he saw Dao's cold eyes sweeping over him, he opened his mouth, and when he was about to speak, they left.

After leaving the Jiangyue Pavilion, Song Suqing lowered his eyes and stared at the road, followed Pei Muyao unhurriedly and walked forward, and heard Pei Muyao's casual words between thoughts.

"Still thinking about Song Huai'an?"

Song Suqing's eyelids lifted slightly when he heard this, and the tedious complexity in his eyes dissipated, and he shook his head and said: "I don't have anything to say with him, I just think that fame and fortune are indeed a good thing, which can tempt people to wear out family affection." ”

Pei Muyao stopped moving forward, quietly looked at the sadness in the depths of her eyes, gently brushed the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, and said, "It was because he was not strong enough to swallow elephants that he would end up in such a situation." ”

Although the Hou Mansion has been divided early, the second room of the Song family has never been short of anyone, and it is still a relative of the Marquis of Xuanwu in the hearts of everyone.

Thinking of this, Song Suqing sighed deeply.

She blinked, and her eyes fell on the front.

The lights fell on them, and the road ahead reflected the figures that were sometimes staggered and sometimes overlapping, and only the two hands holding the hand were never separated.

Pei Muyao looked away, pinched her palm, and said in a faint voice: "I'll take you somewhere." ”

The cold voice brushed away the heat at the tip of Song Suqing's heart, and also drew her attention, "Where are you going?" ”

"Harbor Terminal." Pei Muyao said.

The port terminal in Shanzhou is the largest in the northern state capital, and a large number of materials are transported between the north and the south, whether it is private or official, as long as the approval is passed, ships can be sent from here to the open sea, or loaded with goods from the south.

Even if it's late at night, there are still loading and unloading wrestlers passing sandbags, and when you get closer, you can even hear their cheering cheers.

It was the first time for Song Suqing to see such a scene, his eyes stared at them without blinking, and he asked puzzledly: "Are these ships going to sea tomorrow?" ”

Pei Muyao bowed his head, his eyes quietly swept over the prayer that was following him, and said slowly: "When the sun rises tomorrow morning, they will set off." ”

Song Su nodded clearly, no wonder he was still carrying goods at night.

The evening breeze at the port wharf is a little wetter than the long street, and it will be cooler in this hot summer day, and this is also the place where private ships carry goods, and then there are official ships, and now there are many people carrying goods in the dark.

Taking advantage of the thick darkness of the night, Song Suqing stretched out his hand and pulled the sleeve of the person beside him, and asked, "We only stay here for three days, is three days enough?" ”

"Not enough." Pei Muyao didn't think about it, and said without hesitation.

Song Xuqing's delicate eyebrows were slightly tightened.

If three days is not enough, they will have to leave for the next location after three days, and if they stay in Shanzhou, I am afraid that it will attract Pei Yichen's attention.