The villain powerful minister pitted his tech house

Chapter 81 Countdown, the last day

Song Shushu was very sure, because she also looked like this when she had cramp!
The upward arc of Fu Xuan's mouth gradually disappeared, and one finger pressed against Song Shushu and pushed back gently.

"Stay away from me."

The feeling of disgust is almost overflowing.

"Hehehe..."

Song Shushu smiled inexplicably, stretched out his hand to the anesthesia device in his pocket, and the iron fist of justice was about to move.

At this moment, Fu Xuan suddenly asked, "What's in your pocket?"

This sound made Song Shushu's hands tremble in fright, and he forcibly said calmly, "It's nothing."

Fu Xuanduo glanced at Song Shushu, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he turned his gaze elsewhere.

"There will be a competition in the future, so prepare well. Now the whole capital is staring at your Song family." Fu Xuan stretched out his hand, and a black brocade handkerchief appeared in his hand, and wiped the two footprints on his body,
"If you win, it will be a small loss for the General's Palace. If you lose, it will be a complete loss for the General's Palace."

"Is it so serious?" Song Shushu looked at Fu Xuan.

"If you lose, Song Yi and Song Ruishan's image will plummet in the hearts of the emperor, the army, and the common people. Chengguo's Yuwang, Yong'an Marquis Li Yongshou, and your father's political opponents are all looking forward to your defeat in this competition. Hurry up.

The higher this official is, the more it is like walking on a single-plank bridge.It seems that the scenery is infinite, but in reality, if you don't pay attention, you will be smashed to pieces. "

For scientific knowledge, no one can compare with Song Shushu.But when it comes to trickery, a hundred Song books are no match for one Fu Xuan.

"It's so serious..."

Song Shushu bit her lip, she had to say that she was a little nervous.

"For you, it's not particularly serious." Fu Xuan leaned over and hooked Song Shushu's face with his slightly cool fingertips, leaving only a slightly cool touch.

Then he whispered in Song Shushu's ear,
"You're not really the Second Miss of the Song family. If the General's Mansion falls, Truth can still take you in and let you be a cleaning maid."

I can go to yours!

Song Shushu swished to the door, making sure that Fu Xuan couldn't catch up with her, so he poked his waist and said, "The landlord Lao Cai, who is full of bad things, wants Dad to be your maid? You should still be dreaming!"

After finishing speaking, he closed the door and ran faster than a rabbit.

Fu Xuan, who was rarely surprised, was left behind, although he had read a lot, but what is a landlord's old fortune?

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——The last half day of the countdown

The orchestra pulled back from the barracks in the outskirts, which was highly anticipated.

Song Shushu brought people to the concert hall for a pre-rehearsal.Not playing, but every point and bit has to be in place.

Song Ruishan booked the nearby inn three days in advance. In order to avoid complications, after the rehearsal of the orchestra, everyone stayed there.

As Fu Xuan said, countless pairs of eyes were staring at them.

The people who couldn't sit still the most were not the people of Chengguo and Yuguo, but the Yong'an Houfu.

Li Caiwei, who hadn't seen her for a long time, stood in the room, twisting her silk handkerchief with her fingers, "Father, it's time for the competition tomorrow. I heard that Song Shushu and the others have returned, and they will live in the place where the competition will take place tomorrow."

"Father naturally knows." Li Yongshou looked at the priceless landscape map sent by the official minister in front of him with his hands behind his back, "As soon as tomorrow is over, this general's mansion will not be arrogant for long."

Li Caiwei frowned, "Father, Song Yi and Song Shushu stayed in the barracks for half a month, and my daughter is worried that they will reverse the situation."

(End of this chapter)