Hearing his voice, Song Qinghuan turned around to take a look, rolled her eyes and said, "Don't put gold on your face."
Xiao Ci was not annoyed. He laughed, took off his clothes, shoes and socks, and got on the bed. He turned over and hugged Song Qinghuan in his arms. He put his chin on her forehead and mumbled sleepily:
"How many days are you going to stay at Bishui Villa tomorrow morning?"
"Yes." Song Qinghuan responded softly, not surprised that Xiao Ci knew his whereabouts.
As long as he wants to know, he will definitely not be able to hide it.
In response to this sound, both of them were silent. Xiao Ci was already a little drowsy next to Song Qinghuan.
Half asleep and half awake, he said: "The battle for the throne has always been cruel. Although this kid Xiao Mu is somewhat smart and knows how to imitate the emperor's brother, he is too eye-catching."
"This is a big deal. Even if there are not many people fighting for it, there are still many eyes watching secretly. This time he was poisoned by a poisonous insect. If it didn't kill him immediately, then the people behind him must not be either.
It really costs his life."
"Maybe, to give him a warning."
Xiao Ci rarely said this in front of Song Qinghuan in the past. Firstly, it was too impressive, and secondly, there was no need to say it.
But now that Song Qinghuan had gotten himself involved, no matter what he thought, he always had to mention it.
Song Qinghuan was already very clear-headed, so she didn't pay attention to what Xiao Ci said, but she listened to "The Poison of Gu Insects".
Immediately, he pushed him a few times and asked hurriedly: "How do you know that King Yu has been poisoned by a poisonous insect?"
Because witchcraft is taboo, she even explained it carefully to the people she sent out. If she made people suspicious, they would definitely get into trouble.
But how did Xiao Ci know this?
Song Qinghuan couldn't help but wonder whether she had leaked the news, or whether King Yu had leaked the news himself.
Xiao Ci was pushed by Song Qinghuan but did not move. He still held him in his arms and smiled softly: "I don't know what I don't know."
Then he said, "Seeing how angry you are over that boy Xiao Mu, I'm even jealous."
Song Qinghuan also had no time to talk to Xiao Ci about this.
After hearing this and thinking about it, he looked like a fool, but in fact he was quite capable.
If she made such a big movement, it would be normal if he was alerted. After a closer inspection, he knew that King Yu Xiao Mu was poisoned by a poisonous insect.
Seeing that she had not leaked the news, she felt relieved at the mention.
Rolling his eyes, he asked Xiao Ci tentatively: "Then, do you know anything about the poison of the Gu insect?"
Without waiting for Xiao Ci to respond to her, he added: "I was also tricked by that little thing Rouzhen. The Song family and the Yun family want to earn the merit of being a dragon, but now there is no way for those who are riding a tiger to get off."
"Uncle Jiu, you have always had great supernatural powers, but you can help me think of a way. This time King Yu must be saved. Otherwise, whether he is dead or half-dead, it will not be of any benefit to me or the Song family."
He raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Ci's expression before continuing: "We will always get married in the future. Broken bones and tendons are still connected. If the Song family has something, our Prince Rui's Mansion may also be implicated in some way."
Song Qinghuan's words were both soft and hard. Although he was asking for help, his attitude was not right, as if you would be in trouble if you didn't help.
Fortunately, she used words well, and even if her attitude was not good, it was quite pleasant to hear Xiao Ci.
With his eyes still closed, the corners of his lips curled up, and he responded seriously: "You are right, we will always get married in the future. In the future, the Song family and Prince Rui's palace will be one. Whatever the Song family wants, we will
Prince Rui's Mansion will also be tired."
Song Qinghuan nodded fiercely and said flatteringly: "Yes, yes, when we get married in the future, we will be a family. So, Uncle Jiu..."
Xiao Ci then opened his eyes, turned over and held Song Qinghuan down. There was a yellowish lamp on the corner of the couch. The two looked at each other. Even though they didn't speak, they could feel the warmth in the atmosphere.
Song Qinghuan suddenly couldn't help but his heart started to beat wildly, his ears felt hot, but his eyes fell on Xiao Ci's lips.
Xiao Ci curled his lips and smiled, with stars in his eyes.
He said: "You are not allowed to call Uncle Jiu, but Yanruo."
"Yanruo" is his nickname, which was given to him by his biological mother when she was still alive. Except for himself, not many people know about it.
Ordinarily, no one calls me.
This shows the profound meaning of this name.
Song Qinghuan blinked and heard the word "Yan Ruo". He remembered the private seal he gave to him and asked, "Is there any reason for this name?"
Xiao Ci leaned over slightly, and the two of them got closer and closer, and they could feel each other's breath.
He lowered his head and bit Song Qinghuan's ear. He didn't answer her and just said: "You shout first and then talk."
Song Qinghuan didn't worry too much, it was just a name after all, so he immediately said: "Yan Ruo?"
After calling out once, I thought it sounded pretty good, so I called out twice more: "Yan Ruo, Yan Ruo, Yan Ruo..."
Xiao Ci laughed softly, leaned over to Song Qinghuan, hugged her and kissed her on the cheek, and then said: "It feels just like shouting."
He laughed again: "When we get married in the future, it's better to call me husband."
Song Qinghuan wiped her face, turned her head and glared at him, and then said: "We will talk about the future later. You should hurry up and tell me about Xiao Mu first."
Xiao Mu's poison came from a very strange place, but it was not Xiao Wei's fault, so the person behind him was hiding very deep.
If Xiao Mu cannot become the prince, then she will not be in a good position in the future even if she has stood in the queue.
Xiao Ci knew that Song Qinghuan was anxious and he could get it cheap, so he was not embarrassed at the moment. He hugged the beauty in his arms and said, "Well, I brought you a few books that you can use."
Song Qing was overjoyed, pushed Xiao Ci hard, and stood up immediately.
He glanced around the room and saw several books neatly arranged on the table. Even his clothes and shoes were not wrapped up. He quickly stepped forward and picked them up and flipped through them.
What Xiao Ci gave him was much better than what Song Qinghuan found. Not only did it contain various poisons of poisonous insects, but there were also ways to undo them.
There was only one yellowish lamp in the corner of the couch, which was not very bright. Song Qinghuan didn't care about it for a moment. He walked to the couch in a few steps and made a gesture to take the lamp.
But he didn't want Xiao Ci to grab him.
The man looked at Song Qinghuan with an aggrieved look, like a little resentful woman: "Are you going too far? You kicked me away after you took advantage of me?"
Song Qinghuan anxiously looked through the books that Xiao Ci brought. He smiled after hearing the words and thought about it. If he offended Xiao Ci now, what if he would be useful to him in the future?
He rolled his eyes and said, "Where are you? I remember all your kindness."
As she spoke, she reached out and held his face, imitating his move back, leaving a kiss like a dragonfly on his lips.
Then I broke away from him again, took the lamp from the corner of the couch, and went to read a book.
