The two people walked into the courtyard. Xu Qinghuan turned and looked behind Song Chengxuan. She had not seen Yong Ye since just now.
Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Where did Yong Ye go?"
"Let him deal with some things." Song Chengxuan's expression looked no different from usual, and he continued to warm her cold fingertips.
Seeing Song Chengxuan like this, Xu Qinghuan felt more at ease. She had been with Song Chengxuan for a long time, and gradually understood his temper. Song Chengxuan would not show concern and worry for her on his face, but would
Having arranged everything in advance, even if something went wrong, he would try to save her.
The two people sat down in the room.
Xu Qinghuan said: "Now I can confirm that it was Mr. Shen who sent the news that Prince Wei was in trouble out of the palace."
She carefully explained the situation just now to Song Chengxuan. If Mr. Shen had nothing to do with what happened that year, he would not suddenly become emotional.
After she reminded her that someone was eavesdropping outside, Mr. Shen immediately followed her wishes and colluded with her to confess.
However, although Mr. Shen's words were half true and half false, they still revealed several pieces of information.
Xu Qinghuan said: "Master Shen said what the chamberlain entrusted to him. Not only did he find a suitable reason for his appearance outside the courtyard, but he also further rectified the name of the Song family. The Song family came here to find out the origins of those thieves, not to find out the origins of the thieves.
Other intentions.
Under such circumstances, Mr. Shen's ability to think so thoughtfully shows his intention to protect the Song family."
Only in critical moments can we discern people's hearts, which is why she went ahead even though she knew the danger.
It is necessary to understand the current situation clearly so that we can seize the opportunity.
Song Chengxuan looked at Xu Qinghuan, who was in high spirits. She had a smile on her lips and a pair of clear eyes sparkling, but the corners of her eyes were slightly red from overwork.
"Leave the rest to me, you can go and rest!"
Hearing Song Chengxuan's deep voice, Xu Qinghuan was about to refuse, but felt his head loosen up. The long hairpin that fixed the bun had been removed by Song Chengxuan, and his hair suddenly became loose.
There was no burden on his head, but Xu Qinghuan didn't bother to feel the relief. Instead, he looked at Song Chengxuan in surprise... Mr. Song is getting more and more comfortable in doing such things. He used to know how to avoid people before, but now he seems to have become more and more comfortable.
Take it for granted.
Song Chengxuan looked at Yingui nonchalantly: "Serve the young lady to take medicine and wash herself."
Yin Gui had just brought the medicine from the big kitchen and was thinking about whether to interrupt the conversation between the two of them. When she heard Master Song's instructions, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief and walked forward obediently.
She hasn't married into the Song family yet, and Mr. Song will be the master of her house. She doesn't feel tired at all, and is ready to think carefully about what Mr. Shen said and sort out the clues.
Xu Qinghuan looked at Song Chengxuan. Mr. Song was sitting upright, his eyes were deep, and he looked serious. There was obviously no room for negotiation.
"Miss," Yin Gui said, "Mr. Liao said that the dosage of medicine has been increased recently. Miss must take a good rest after taking the medicine."
She naturally wanted to listen to Mr. Liao's words, and Xu Qinghuan took the medicine bowl from Yin Gui's hand.
Although she was a little reluctant, she still listened to him.
Watching her drink the medicine, he should have left the Anyi Marquis Mansion, but he sat here and didn't want to get up. Just then he saw her reddish eyes, and his heart moved, and he couldn't help but hold the hairpin on her head, knowing that
This is inappropriate, but it is difficult to control myself for a while.
Looking at her surprised expression, he pretended to be calm on the surface, but he would inevitably feel a little uncomfortable in his heart. He was afraid that if he continued like this, no matter how upright he appeared in front of others, he would be deceiving others.
Song Chengxuan picked up the tea in front of him, his movements and hair not messy at all.
Xu Qinghuan arranged her hair again and changed her clothes, but found that Song Chengxuan was still drinking tea in the small study outside, as if he was not ready to leave for a moment. Could it be that he wanted to watch her sleep?
Yin Gui reported in a low voice: "Master Song is looking at the documents in his hand." I don't know what happened today, but usually at this time, Master Song has already left.
Xu Qinghuan walked outside and when he heard her footsteps, he did not move and said calmly: "Since Shen Fu sent the news to that courtyard, the people in the courtyard must have a deep connection with Prince Wei's Mansion. During the great changes in the Wei Palace, the courtyard was not affected, which shows that the relationship between the people in the courtyard and my father was not known to outsiders."
"I can vaguely think of a few people, and I have already asked Yong Ye to get some documents to check," Song Chengxuan said, picking up the tea cup and taking a sip, "It will be easier for me to do this than for you."
Listening to Song Chengxuan's words, something flashed through Xu Qinghuan's mind, and an answer was ready to come out, but the thought flashed so fast that she couldn't catch it.
Song Chengxuan looked sideways, and saw that graceful figure standing under the lamp, with his long hair rolled up casually, looking a little more lazy than before.
It gave him some illusions, as if the New Year had passed and spring had arrived when the flowers were blooming.
"The matter is urgent," Song Chengxuan lowered his eyes slightly and said businesslikely, "I won't leave. I will ask Yong Ye to bring the things here later. When you wake up tomorrow morning, we can discuss the case."
Not leaving?
Is it possible that you have to be here?
Xu Qinghuan's expression changed slightly.
Song Chengxuan stood up and said, "I'm going to the study in front. I'm sure the Marquis won't mind."
It turned out that she was going to the study room in the front yard. Xu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief. She had overthought it.
"Or," Song Chengxuan raised his eyes, "You want me to be here?"
Xu Qinghuan's face suddenly turned red and he immediately looked at Feng Chu: "Take Mr. Song to the study in front."
Feng Chu blinked, why is this? Master Song should be very familiar with their Marquis Mansion. No matter which wall he jumps in from, he can find the eldest lady's yard. There is no need for her to guide the way.
She was also thinking about whether she would ask Mr. Song for help if she got lost in the garden one day.
…
Feng Shun returned to the palace and immediately went to the imperial study room to report to the emperor without delay.
"Then Shen Fu met with Miss Xu."
After hearing Feng Shun's words, the emperor raised his head: "Where are the people? Are they being imprisoned?"
"No," Feng Shun pursed his lips, "Things have changed..."
The emperor's eyes darkened slightly.
Feng Shun immediately reported to the emperor in detail what Xu Qinghuan and Shen Fu said: "When I heard this, I didn't dare to disturb them."
The emperor put down the imperial pen in his hand and looked at Feng Shun for a while: "Do you think what they said is true or false?"
Feng Shun whispered: "This slave cannot tell the difference for the moment." It is precisely because of the inability to tell the difference that he did not alert the snake. Imprisoning them may not be able to find out the truth. Only by having people watch their every move can they know their identity. true intention.
"King Cheng has been arrested. Does Xu want to find definite evidence?" The emperor seemed to be talking to himself or asking Feng Shun.
Feng Shun was silent for a long time and then whispered: "This... this servant dare not say it, but I feel that one thing Miss Xu said is right. Now we need to find out whether King Cheng really used thieves to hoard soldiers, horses, food and grass.
Where are those soldiers and horses now?"
Sure enough, there was such a troop fourteen years ago. What would it look like fourteen years later? The emperor's eyes were full of murderous intent: "We must find those troops."
