The prince's favorite concubine is flirtatious and wild

Chapter 123 Chapter 123: Listening to the Corner
Although there are no strict rules that do not allow a servant to ride in a carriage with his master, this matter is a bit eye-catching for Song Heng. After all, he usually rides a horse when he travels. Together with servants, everyone has a heart of curiosity and gossip. When the time comes, if you ask others to look at you a few more times, you will easily reveal your secrets, no good!not good!

Chang Ting nodded blankly, and walked towards Qingyun Building under Song Jiu's urging.

After arriving at the teahouse, Song Jiu went up to the second floor and pushed open the door of one of the wing rooms.

"I don't know what I want to drink, brother?" Xiao Er asked with a smile while bowing halfway.

Song Jiu said: "A pot of Tieguanyin."

"Okay, brother, wait a moment." Xiaoer happily responded and backed out.

Song Jiu walked to the position on the left side against the wall, and tapped lightly three times with her fingers. The moment her hand fell, a surprised voice came from the next door: "Ajiu, is that you?"

"kindness."

The sound insulation effect between the private rooms in the teahouse is good, after all, no one wants to have a chat and be overheard.But so many houses always have different layouts.

The two rooms Song Jiu chose were separated from each other, but in order to accommodate more people, the owner of Qingyun Building combined the two rooms into one, separated by a door in the middle.When there are many people, several doors are opened wide to form a wing room, and when it is not needed, the doors are closed to form two independent spaces.

In this way, if the voice is slightly louder, or if you eavesdrop on purpose, the sound insulation effect will be worse
If the teahouse is not full, usually Xiao Er will not lead the guests to these two rooms.

unless requested by the client.

"I'm relieved when you come." Shangguan You breathed a sigh of relief, and said briskly, "It's still early, do you want to come over for a cup of tea?"

Song Jiu smiled and shook her head: "No, there are plenty of opportunities to drink tea."

Not to mention that she is now dressed as a servant, it is too shameful to enter the private room where the princess is. Even if others will not misunderstand, it is difficult to guarantee that the person they propose will arrive early, and all previous efforts will be wasted by then.

Shangguan You also understood that it was not the right time, but he was too nervous so he blurted out without thinking, and when she came back to her senses, she replied with a smile: "Okay."

Not long after, Song Jiu heard someone knocking on the door, and quickly stood up straight: "Come in."

Xiaoer stood sideways with the tray in his hand, and made a gesture of invitation to the person behind him: "My lord, please come inside."

Song Jiu looked at the person who came, he was wearing a brocade dress with embroidered cloud pattern in Tibetan color, a jade belt around his waist, and a jade pendant. He looked handsome and imposing.

"I've met Mr. Guo." Song Jiu bowed his hands to Guo Yanzhou.

Guo Yanzhou nodded slightly, and glanced around the room with clear and handsome eyes. Seeing that Song Jiu was alone, he couldn't help asking: "You are a servant of the Song family, isn't your second young master here yet?"

Xiao Er put the things on the table and then backed out.

Song Jiu looked at Guo Yanzhou and said, "The Bingma Division has a temporary situation. The second young master will come as soon as he goes. Please forgive me, Mr. Guo. Please sit down and wait."

Guo Yanzhou had no doubt about him, and nodded expressionlessly: "Okay."

No one could control the sudden situation, and he wouldn't be unhappy about such a trivial matter, not to mention that he was Song Jia Erlang, the deputy commander of the Wucheng Army and Horse Division, and it was even more impossible for him to be dissatisfied.

Guo Yanzhou sat down at the table by the window, looked at the scenery outside the window, and didn't say a word.

Song Jiu poured him a cup of tea and stood quietly aside.

Time passed slowly, Guo Yanzhou turned his head subconsciously, and suddenly saw Song Jiu's whole body was sticking to the side wall, it was more appropriate to say it was a door than a wall.

The buttocks are slightly pouted, a typical posture of listening to the corner.

(End of this chapter)