shock!Crazy criticism of treacherous ministers was dumbfounded by soft beauty kiss

Chapter 60 Choosing a Son-in-Law
Both of them fell silent, and for a moment they could only hear the chirping of birds and the sound of boats passing by the lake.

The floating light on the lake jumps into gold, and the water and the sky meet.Xu Shi felt that these words were too heavy, so Song Qinghuai turned around and said, "But Yue'er has indeed reached her age."

"Does Yue'er have a favorite husband?"

For some reason, when Song Qinghuai asked this question, Song Qingan felt a spying gaze on him.

She frowned and looked around.

"what happened?"

"nothing."

Song Qingan pursed her lips, but decided not to tell him yet,
"Mr. Zhongyi..." Song Qing'an read, feeling that gaze became more and more hot.

"Brother thinks, which kind of gentleman is suitable?"

Song Qinghuai laughed: "I have been away from Beijing for a few years, and the family in Beijing has not recognized them all yet, how can I make a choice for Yue'er."

"Look at me, I'm all confused." Song Qing'an turned around and leaned against the railing.She took off the veiled hat, and the fine hair was blown by the wind. Under the spring sun, her face became more and more beautiful, and her beauty was beyond ordinary.

She seemed to be just looking at a random place, thinking deeply: "I have to think about it carefully..."

"The newly appointed servant of the Ministry of Rites, a young talent..." Song Qing'an intentionally dragged out his voice, his eyes flickered slightly, showing a bit of evil, "It's a pity that he's too weak, I don't like it."

"The young master of General Li's family is a handsome young man." Song Qing'an narrowed his eyes and said lazily, "But General Li has lost his power long ago, and there is not much left for the young master."

Fortunately, Song Qinghuai brought his own people on board today, otherwise, if Song Qingan's words were spread, what kind of disturbance would be caused.

Song Qing'an on the other end was still talking, she was lazily leaning on the railing, like a fed and tired fox: "Who else is there... Zhao Shangshu's son is well-read in poetry and books, and has a bit of martial arts."

"But...it seems too romantic."

Every time Song Qing'an mentioned a person, he felt that gaze become more serious.If there is any entity in the line of sight, I'm afraid the current her has been penetrated.

Even Song Qinghuai felt that something was wrong, frowning, his eyes swept around sharply.

"Yue'er, stop talking."

Seeing that Song Qingan didn't want to stop, Song Qinghuai quickly stopped her.

Song Qing'an looked as if he didn't think it was a big deal after seeing a good show. Although he covered his mouth with a veil, he still whispered: "Look, brother, there is no good man in Beijing."

She smiled and said: "Brother, tell me, how about Pei's palm print?"

"Snapped!"

It was Song Qinghuai's hand that supported the sill, and it broke off abruptly.His brows and eyes were no longer warm, and he saw a gloomy look: "What did you say?"

"Brother, look, Pei Qing is so powerful that he can cover the sky with one hand, and he has both strategy and martial arts in his chest." Song Qing'an said without realizing it, "And I haven't seen anyone by his side for so many years. It can be seen that it is not a promiscuous one."

She clearly felt that the sight in the dark had faded a lot, but the elder brother beside her seemed to be...

"Song Qing'an, do you know what you're talking about?"

As if going crazy.

After calling her by her full name, Song Qingan knew that he was really angry, so she immediately smiled: "Brother, I'm just joking, don't worry about it."

As she spoke, she went forward to pull Song Qinghuai's hand, to see if he was injured: "I made a slip of the tongue, brother, don't be angry with me."

Song Qinghuai shrank his hands to avoid her, and seeing Song Qingan lowered his head, tears seemed to flash by, but his heart softened after all, and he handed out his hand.

"Yue'er, don't say anything like this again in the future."

Song Qinghuai frowned, the disappearance of that strange gaze did not reassure him, but made him feel more uneasy.

"Pei Qing is very dangerous, Yue'er, you can do anything, don't provoke him."

Song Qing'an was speechless.

Brother...it's too late.

She didn't just provoke her, she almost got herself out.

But Song Qing'an still said obediently: "Understood, brother."

She took Song Qinghuai's hand and took a closer look. After confirming that there was no injury, she put it down: "Look, brother, it's not worth it to start such a fire for me."

"You are my sister, what is worth it?"

Song Qinghuai allowed her to move, and asked, "Do you know what Xiye's situation is now?"

"Brother, what are you talking about? I'm in Beijing, so how can I know about Xiye?"

Song Qingan opened his eyes slightly, looking innocent.

"Did the second prince not send any more letters?"

Song Qinghuai's lips did not move, but Song Qing'an heard him questioning.Her eyes flickered slightly, knowing that Song Qinghuai had used her internal force to convey the message.

"It's all over, who will look back."

Song Qing'an bowed his head and twisted the handkerchief, and said in a low voice.

"After that battle, he has made a great contribution. The eldest prince, not to mention running away before the battle, even got involved with a general, is already unpopular."

Song Qing'an's face was as usual, and a faint light flickered in his eyes.

From this point of view, it is almost a certainty that Yening Achu ascended the throne.

He should really thank her.

Song Qing'an thought about how to send a letter to Xiye, so as to ask Yening Achu for some benefits.Song Qinghuai heard the words again.

"Yue'er, my elder brother asks you, did you ever give someone else a hand in the matter of Xiye?"

Song Qing'an tilted his head slightly, looked at Song Qinghuai, and then mouthed: "No."

Song Qinghuai finally opened his mouth: "Really?"

"really."

Song Qing'an looked serious and did not seem to be fake, which made Song Qinghuai feel a little relieved.

He rubbed his forehead quite tiredly, Song Qing'an hurriedly said: "Brother is tired, why don't you go in and have a rest?"

"What are you resting at this hour?"

"Brother, you see that this column is missing a corner, and it is still a little dangerous here. Let the boatman repair it a little bit, and you and I can go in and rest for a while, how about it?"

Song Qinghuai glanced at the railing that was broken by him, couldn't help coughing lightly, and entered the boat together following Song Qingan's wishes.

Song Qing'an accompanied Song Qinghuai to his house first, and then left after watching him rest.

Lin Yuan sighed with her: "It's better for the princess to be here, Your Highness sleeps much more peacefully."

Song Qing'an smiled softly: "You have worked hard with your brother for so long. Today is a rare day, so go and rest."

Lin Yuan shivered: "Don't dare, if we go to rest, who will protect the safety of His Highness and Princess?"

"There are so many dangers. I just came out to play today. It's not good to make you so tired." Song Qing'an laughed, she thought for a moment, "Well, Linyuan, let half of the people take a break and come here in turn. , is this all right?"

"This……"

Lin Yuan's expression was tangled, what Song Qing'an said was not unreasonable, they were the only ones here, and the sky was bright and bright, so it was much safer.

Song Qing'an raised his eyebrows, his eyes gradually made Lin Yuan overwhelmed.

"Yes, this subordinate thanked the princess for them."

"No need."

Song Qing'an smiled even more, and happily returned to her house.

She pushed back all the bamboo smoke, leaving herself to slowly remove the hairpin in front of the makeup mirror.

She is wearing it today, a walk that Pei Qing gave her.

Song Qingan moved slowly, as if waiting for someone.

Earrings, hairpins... until she touches the walking stick, suddenly someone hugs her from behind and holds her wrist.

(End of this chapter)