Xiao Ci probably knew that what Song Qinghuan said were all angry words, so he could only patiently say: "Qing Huan, please listen to me first, can you not get angry in a hurry?"
He said: "The situation is not good now, we are already in a weak position. The Yun Family is definitely related to the Yun Family, but now that the Yun Family has been destroyed, you and Jing Yu will be the next targets. I know you probably don't know about the Yu Xi."
I don’t know the whereabouts of the jade seal, but please think about it carefully and don’t miss any clues. Even if you don’t take your own family’s safety to your heart, think about Jing Yu.”
Song Qinghuan was so irritated that she wanted to grab Xiao Ci's collar and tell him to stop talking about Yu Xi, but Xiao Ci couldn't do it without saying anything. If there was no definite news about Yu Xi, once that person took action,
Even he couldn't protect Song Qinghuan completely.
But Song Qinghuan thought that he wanted to fulfill his private message for the purpose of the jade seal, and that he wanted to seize the throne that could only be reached by stepping on the corpses of countless people. After all, Xiao Ci had started plotting many years ago, and he even wanted to marry her.
Now that we are here and seeing success right in front of us, how can most people be willing to give up?
Song Qinghuan turned away from Xiao Ci and said coldly: "I don't know or know clearly, and I don't have what you want in my hand. No matter how many times you ask, I will always say this. It's really because of this that I
I lost my life with Jing Yu, and I admit it, the worst is just two more innocent souls."
"Qing Huan..." Song Qinghuan was in such a state that it was not suitable for him to talk properly. Xiao Ci patted his head irritably, but in the end he didn't continue speaking.
Everyone said that bad words hurt people, and he was afraid that if he continued to say them, the two of them would hurt each other invisibly.
Xiao Ci sighed and just sat quietly aside. No one said a word. The room was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.
I don’t know how long it took for Song Qinghuan to calm down. She was also seriously thinking about whether Xiaoyun had said anything special before she got married, or whether Song Qinghuan’s biological mother was still alive.
Give her something special.
Although I was angry with Xiao Ci, I also understood that since the jade seal passed down to the country was not a matter of violence, then the Yun family might really have something to do with the jade seal. But what exactly happened, I couldn't make a conclusion for a while.
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She cautiously raised her eyes, glanced at Xiao Ci, then lowered her eyes again, thinking that even if others were interested in this thing, she still had to find out if it existed and where it existed. If she knew it, she should
It is a useful trump card to hold in your hand.
At this moment, Song Qinghuan didn't seem to realize at all that he was getting further and further away from Xiao Ci, and even he was plotting against him, which was different from the past.
The room was already quiet, and neither of them spoke anymore. Zhou Yi knocked on the door three times and shouted in a low voice: "Your Majesty, something is wrong."
Xiao Ci then raised his eyes and glanced at Song Qinghuan. He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just stood up and strode out quickly.
Zhou Yi didn't know what he said to Xiao Ci. After a while, he only heard the sound of footsteps getting further away.
Song Qinghuan looked at the deserted room, and the irritability in his heart became more and more intense. For a moment, his head was spinning, and he simply got up and chased out.
When Xiao Ci didn't leave the house, he usually went to the outer study. When Song Qinghuan followed him out, Xiao Ci had long since disappeared, so he went straight to the outer study cautiously.
Passing through the inner courtyard and entering the boundary of the outer courtyard, you can see the brightly lit outer study from a long distance away. Two young men with their hands in their arms are standing guard outside the gate.
Song Qinghuan was troubled in her mind. She had come here and didn't know whether she should go in or not. Just when she was hesitating, she suddenly saw a beautiful figure dressed in bright red coming into her eyes.
Even from a distance, Song Qinghuan recognized who that person was. His heart tightened and he subconsciously hid behind the shadows of trees and flowers.
Nan Yao didn't know if she heard the noise. She paused outside the gate and looked at Song Qinghuan. The two guards guarding the door said in a cold voice: "Is this house of yours clean or not?"
Is there someone secretly eavesdropping?"
One of the boys responded: "Of course it's clean, we..."
Before he could finish speaking, another boy bumped into him and his voice sank: "Princess, please, my prince is waiting for you."
Nanyao didn't hesitate, and glanced in the direction of Song Qinghuan again casually, then withdrew her gaze and stepped forward.
Nanya entered the study, but the two boys were waiting outside. Song Qinghuan poked his head out from behind the trees and flowers, and stopped for a while before returning to the house.
The food on the table was all taken away. Taxue and Mai Qing had just been far away and didn't know that Song Qinghuan had gone out. When they saw her coming back, they hurried forward and asked her where she was.
Do you want to eat something else?
Song Qinghuan couldn't listen to a word he said. He went back to the house, didn't even wash up, and got into bed to sleep.
Taxue and Mai Qing knew that she was probably feeling uncomfortable, so they looked at each other and said softly: "Princess, the slaves are guarding outside. If you have any instructions, just call the slaves."
Song Qinghuan turned his back to the two of them, closed his eyes and remained silent.
The two little maids went out, their steps very light, and the sound of the door closing and closing was reduced to a minimum.
Song Qinghuan was in a bad mood and couldn't sleep now. But after closing his eyes for a while, sleepiness came over him. In a trance, he seemed to hear Xiao Jingchuan talking to the two little maids outside the house, but
When I turned over, I didn't know anything anymore.
His head was so dizzy that it seemed that it was not his own. Song Qinghuan fell into a very deep sleep. He just pretended to be asleep. When he was asleep, he didn't have to face those troublesome things.
The night was slightly cold, so cold that she huddled up in a ball, and the quilt on her body disappeared. Her eyes were so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, and she couldn't speak. However, there were waves of carriage rumblings in her ears, which was always strange.
Very.
But no matter how strange it was, before she could figure it out, she fell into a deep sleep again. She didn't wake up until the sun was high.
Her sour eyes couldn't adapt to the daylight, so Song Qinghuan opened and closed her eyes several times before she felt better.
When she opened her eyes again, she didn't expect to see Nanyao's face. This happened so suddenly that her heart skipped a beat and she was speechless for a while.
On the contrary, Nan Yao had a smile on her lips, as if she were a good sister to Song Qinghuan, and said softly: "You're awake."
Song Qinghuan frowned, and then realized that he was on the carriage. He sat up and realized that he had no strength.
Then I heard Nanyao say: "It'll be fine in two hours, it's nothing important.
