The prince's favorite concubine is flirtatious and wild

"So King Qin and you are from the same camp?" Song Jiu asked.

In fact, she wanted to say that King Qin is also yours.

But I always feel that these words are strange. The King of Qin and the Emperor are siblings, and they are respected by the Emperor and have a distinguished status. Why does he need to rely on Xiao Qinghan?
But Xiao Qinghan is from King Qin...

Can a person who relies on the King of Qin confidently take away 30 taels?He is not afraid that King Qin will kill him.

If she knew that King Qin only received 10 taels in the end, she would probably have to think a little more.

King Qin, who only received 10 taels, said: I feel bitter in my heart, but I don’t say anything.

So the only thing Song Jiu could think of was that the two of them should be in a cooperative relationship.

Xiao Qinghan paused and nodded: "Yes."

Ever since the incident happened in Prince Yan's Mansion, he had been secretly protected by Prince Qin. In other words, he had been protected by him since he was an infant.

Although this friendship is not biological, it is better than that of father and son.

Song Jiu had many questions about the relationship between Prince Qin and Xiao Qinghan, but she didn't know where to start. The more she understood, the more she discovered that Xiao Qinghan seemed to have a secret that could never be solved.

Shaking her head, Song Jiu put her thoughts aside.

Forget it, she will always know when it's time to know.

If Xiao Qinghan keeps silent, then she won't force it. If anyone hasn't asked for a secret yet, let's talk about herself. I'm afraid she will never mention the secret of rebirth to anyone in this life.

Even as close as Xiao Qinghan.

She only knew that even if this man harmed everyone, he would never harm her.

After having lunch at Flavor World, Song Jiu went back happily with 30 taels in her arms.

……

At night, the light shines through the thin window paper on the carved window lattice, casting a faint shadow on the lacquered landscape screen, which contrasts with the beating flames in the smoke box.

In front of the bronze mirror, Liangchen was carefully drying Song Jiu's freshly washed hair when Mingmei suddenly opened the door and walked over eagerly.

"Miss, I heard the news that Wei Xiuxiu had just committed suicide by drowning in the river and was saved by the general."

Song Jiu paused and looked at the beautiful scenery in astonishment: "Suicide? Did you hear that right?"

Uh……

When asked by her own lady, Meimei was suddenly unsure. She looked at Song Jiu blankly: "Is it...?"

"Go to Ning'an Hall." Song Jiu didn't ask any more questions, got up and walked out.Liangchen quickly picked up his cloak and chased after him.

"Miss, it's cold at night and your hair isn't dry yet, so be careful of getting cold."

As he spoke, he tied the cloak for her.

Song Jiu's black hair was draped casually behind her back. Liangchen put the cap of the cloak on her and then walked towards Ning'antang.

The originally quiet courtyard became noisy because Wei Xiuxiu jumped into the river.

The candles in Ning'an Hall were brightly lit, and the old lady was sitting in the flower hall. On her lower left hand were Song Xun and Fang, and on her right were Song Jing and Chu Yin.

As soon as Song Jiu arrived at the gate of the courtyard, she heard Song Yue calling her: "Jiu'er."

"Fourth sister." Song Jiu called.

The two looked at each other and entered Ning'an Hall together without saying anything.

"Meet grandma."

"Father, mother."

"Brother, sister-in-law."

The two called people one by one.

The old lady glanced at them lightly and ignored them.

Song Jiu didn't care and walked towards Fang.

Mrs. Fang touched her hand lovingly: "My hands are so cold, why don't you wear more clothes? It's nothing important, and it's not worth your trip."

"What's going on with Wei Xiuxiu? Why did she throw herself into the river?" Song Yue asked in a low voice.

Mrs. Fang snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "Why do you throw yourself into a river and play tricks with us? I don't know who I learned to be shameless from at such a young age."

As soon as she finished speaking, the old lady sitting at the top of the table slapped the table angrily and roared: "Fang Zhixu, who are you calling shameless?"

Although she didn't specify her surname, the old lady somehow felt that Mr. Fang was referring to Sang and Huai.

She was the one scolding.

Mrs. Fang turned her head and looked at the old lady clearly, with a matter-of-fact and impartial look on her face: "Mom, don't be fooled by her performance. Why did she go back to the garden so late at night? Isn't it because she heard that Heng'er had returned home? So I am planning to fall into the water in front of him so that a hero can save the beauty. When the two of them have skin contact, Heng'er will not be able to explain even if she has ten mouths."