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Chapter 165

Liu Yue sensitively sensed that Song Qinghuan's expression was strange, she pursed her lips, and said worriedly, "Your Highness, what's wrong?"

Song Qinghuan didn't make a sound, just lowered her eyes and pursed her thin lips tightly.

Suddenly, she stretched out her hand and took out something from the skirt.Liu Yue took a closer look, and what His Highness was holding was the Qingluan jade pendant that she never left her body.

She knew that this jade pendant was the only thing Mrs. Qingxuan left to His Highness. Although His Highness's impression of Mrs. Qingxuan was blurred, he always treasured this jade pendant.

At this time, I suddenly took it out to look at it, but why?

I saw Song Qinghuan's brows and eyes were tightly focused, fingers caressing the warm jade pendant in his hand, there were turbulent waves in his eyes, and his usual calm breath also fluctuated a bit.

Liu Yue became more and more suspicious, pursed her lips, and just about to open her mouth to ask again, she saw Song Qinghuan suddenly turned her head to look, her eyes were deep and her voice was a little cold, "Get ready, follow me out of the palace to Qianzhan Pavilion!"

Liu Yue widened her eyes and said in surprise, "Eh? Now... now...?"

Well done, how could His Highness think of going to Qianzhan Pavilion again?

Song Qinghuan said "Yes", and hurriedly walked towards the inner hall, "Come in and change my clothes, and you also need to change your clothes, Shen Xing will stay in the palace. We will go back as soon as we go."

Seeing her solemn and eager expression, Liu Yue didn't dare to neglect her, so she hurriedly responded and trotted after her.

After a while, Song Qinghuan and Liu Yue dressed up properly and walked out of the inner hall.Liu Yue asked Shen Xing to explain a few words, then hurriedly followed Song Qinghuan out of Yaohua Palace.

As soon as he left the palace gate, there was already an arranged carriage waiting beside him.

Liu Yue invited Song Qinghuan to get on the carriage, jumped onto the shaft of the carriage, raised the whip, and the carriage drove towards Qianzhan Pavilion quickly.

Bumping and speeding all the way, soon, the carriage stopped at the entrance of Qianzhan Pavilion.

Song Qinghuan lifted the curtain and got out of the car, looking around.

Unexpectedly, today's Qianzhan Pavilion seems to be a little deserted.Usually there are always a lot of guests, but now it looks a bit depressed.

Song Qinghuan was slightly surprised, but didn't delve into it. He moved his feet and entered the Qianzhan Pavilion.

As usual, as soon as he entered the door, he was greeted by an enthusiastic mistress.

Song Qinghuan asked for an Accord with ease, and just about to go up with Xiao Er, her thoughts moved slightly, and she asked casually, "Miss Gong Ling, are you free now?"

When Xiao Er heard this, she turned around and looked around, with a smile on her face, rubbed her hands together and said apologetically, "Guest officer, I'm really sorry, Miss Gong Ling has returned to her hometown on leave these days, and she hasn't been here for a while. There is a way to receive guests." Rolling his eyes, he continued to sell with a smile, "but don't worry, the guest officer, the other girls in the pavilion are also top-notch, or can you introduce another suitable one to the guest officer?"

Song Qinghuan's complexion suddenly sank, and his eyes became darker and darker, with a chill like the beginning of a blade.

Return home on leave?

It turned out that Gong Ling wasn't there, no wonder the Qianzhan Pavilion looked so deserted today, Gong Ling really deserved to be the top card of Qianzhan Pavilion, and her influence was much greater than she imagined.

only--

She once sent someone to investigate Gong Ling's life experience. Both of Gong Ling's parents died when she was young, so she lived in Lefang. Now that there is no one else in the family, how can she return to her hometown?
Moreover, not long after Zhongjin disappeared, Gong Ling left Qianzhan Pavilion and disappeared. It would be a bit unreasonable to say that this was just a coincidence.

"When did Miss Gong Ling leave?" She asked in a cold voice, looking at Xiaoer.

Xiao Er frowned and recalled for a moment, "Probably... half a month ago."

Song Qinghuan's breathing was slightly stagnant.

Half a month ago, wasn't that just before and after Aunt Chongjin's disappearance?
My heart became more and more suspicious, I pursed my lips, and asked again, "Do you know when Miss Gong Ling will come back?"

Xiao Er shook her head, "This... I don't know about this..." While speaking, his expression was sincere, and he didn't seem to be lying.

Song Qinghuan drew back her long eyelashes and frowned slightly.

Gong Ling is the number one card in Qianzhan Pavilion. How many people come to Qianzhan Pavilion just to admire her name. She has been away for more than half a month, and she still doesn't know the date of return. Isn't it a huge loss for Qianzhan Pavilion? How could the behind-the-scenes boss of Qianzhan Pavilion agree?

Thinking of this, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have never met the owner of Qianzhan Pavilion.

His eyebrows raised slightly, and his voice became clearer, "Is your boss here? Since Miss Gongling is not here, I have something important to discuss with your boss."

But he didn't want to, a look of embarrassment flashed across Xiaoer's face, and he quickly lowered his eyes and said, "I don't know if Shi Niang is free now. How about this, guest officer, please stay here for a while, Rong Xiao Go forward and report."

With Song Qinghuan's consent, he said respectfully, "I don't know what to call the guest officer?"

Song Qinghuan glanced at Liuyue behind her.

Liuyue understood, took out a token from her bosom and handed it over.

Xiaoer took it suspiciously, looked down, his face changed drastically, the hand holding the token couldn't stop shaking, and after a long while, he stuttered and didn't dare to look at Song Qinghuan, so he said in a trembling voice, "Xiao Er The... small..."

"You don't need to be too polite." Song Qinghuan raised his hand and stopped what he hadn't said yet, "You go and report it."

Little Er dared to be negligent, and invited Song Qinghuan to wait in an inconspicuous corner for the time being, and trotted into the courtyard behind Qianzhan Pavilion.

After a while, I saw that the curtain was lifted, and a woman in her 30s came out from behind. She had a beautiful appearance, well-dressed, neat eyebrows and eyes, and was not painted. The appearance of the boss.

The woman walked up to Song Qinghuan, greeted her with a blessing, and respectfully greeted her, "Du Shiniang, a commoner's woman, I've met..."

Before she could speak, Song Qinghuan raised her hand to give her a hand, and said in a low voice, "You don't need to be too polite, please take a step to speak."

Du Shiniang bowed hurriedly, raised the curtain and said, "The backyard is clean, Your Highness please."

After passing through the curtain, there is a room for Xiao Er to rest and adjust temporarily. After leaving the room, a tidy courtyard appears in front of him. There is a row of houses on the other side of the courtyard, which looks very ordinary in appearance.

Du Shiniang led the way and led Song Qinghuan into one of the houses.

Song Qinghuan took a cursory look, and it seemed that this was the main hall dedicated to entertaining guests.Tables, chairs and tea cups are all available. Although the furnishings are not expensive, they are clean and tidy.

Du Shiniang invited Song Qinghuan to sit down at the top seat, motioned for the second servant to serve tea, then went to the next one and bowed respectfully to Song Qinghuan, "I don't know His Highness is here, but I'm not far away to welcome you. Forgive me."

Song Qinghuan gave a soft "um" and said flatly, "You don't need to be polite, ten Niang, you can sit too."

Du Shiniang said timidly that she didn't dare.

Liu Yue smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, Ten Niang. My Highness just wants to ask you a few questions. Since you are asked to sit down, you can sit down."

Du Shiniang glanced at Song Qinghuan, saw that her expression was indifferent, with a slight smile on her lips, she looked kind, and she didn't dare to refuse any more, thank you, and sat down on the lower chair.

As soon as he sat down, Xiao Er came in with tea, "Your Highness, please drink the tea first."

Song Qinghuan gave a soft "um" and waved his hand, signaling him to step back first.

Xiao Er bowed and agreed, not daring to say more, and exited the room.

Du Shiniang sat on the chair, her body stretched straight, her head lowered nervously, her slightly pale lips moved, wondering if she should take the initiative to speak to break the stagnant atmosphere.

Song Qinghuan picked up the teacup on the table, used the teacup cover to shake the tea leaves in the cup, but didn't drink it, took a long breath, and then looked at Du Shiniang, "Your name is Du Shiniang?"

Du Shiniang nodded hurriedly, "Yes, Du Shiniang, a civilian woman."

"You opened this Thousand Lights Pavilion?"

"Yes." Du Shiniang replied, but she still didn't dare to raise her head, her expression was tense and solemn, she didn't know if she was intimidated by Song Qinghuan's cold aura, or there was something else in her heart.

Song Qinghuan looked at her calmly.

Qianzhan Pavilion is not an ordinary restaurant, it is a place for music workshop business.Since it's a music workshop, there are guests from all over the world, including royal relatives and relatives, it's really hard to deal with.

As the owner of the music workshop, no matter what you do, you have to look exquisite, long-sleeved and good at dancing.But Du Shiniang's timid temperament really doesn't seem to be able to manage Qianzhan Pavilion so prosperously.

With a slight movement in my heart, I looked at Du Shiniang again for a moment, and said coldly, "Shi Niang seems very nervous?"

"No...no..." Du Shiniang subconsciously denied it, and finally raised her head, looked at Song Qinghuan with a smile, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and there were too many emotions hidden in her eyes.

After a pause, he seemed to realize that his behavior was too unnatural, cleared his throat and smiled coquettishly, "Your Highness is too imposing, the woman suddenly saw her true face, she was in a daze for a while, I hope His Highness will forgive me."

Song Qinghuan smiled noncommittally, but her eyes were clear and the smile didn't reach her eyes.

Seeing that her expression was unclear, Du Shiniang became more and more anxious, and said after deliberating, "I don't know what your highness is doing in Qianzhan Pavilion today?"

"I came to find Miss Gong Ling." Song Qinghuan said.

Du Shiniang frowned invisibly, and said in a flattering tone, "Your Highness, it's really a coincidence that Miss Gong Ling recently returned home on leave and is not in the pavilion."

Now that she knows Song Qinghuan's identity, she naturally dare not say anything about finding another girl for you.

Song Qinghuan smiled playfully, "Returning home on leave? I don't know that Miss Gongling has relatives at home?" Her tone was flat, but the deep meaning in her words sent a chill down Du Shiniang's spine.

His Highness's words clearly indicate that he has investigated Gong Ling's life experience.

There were fine beads of sweat oozing from her forehead, and she swallowed her saliva to calm herself down, "Your Highness does not know that although Gong Ling's parents died when she was young, there are still distant relatives in the clan. Before, Gong Ling's parents took her Leaving his hometown and coming to Beijing to seek a living, he gradually lost contact with his clan. Some time ago, distant relatives in the clan found out the whereabouts of Gong Ling. Gong Ling's parents were originally buried in Beijing, but now that they know the situation in the clan, Gong Ling is filial and can't bear it. His parents were buried in a foreign land, so they asked the women for leave, and brought their parents back to their hometown for re-burial."

Song Qinghuan pulled a cold smile from the corner of his mouth, "It is said that there is no true love in Fengyuechang, but Shi Niang is really kind to Miss Gongling. After all, Miss Gongling is the number one card in your Qianzhan Pavilion. Let's go, I see that the business in the pavilion has been sluggish."

Du Shiniang didn't know how to reply, so she could only smile mischievously, but her heart became more and more apprehensive.

"When will Gong Ling come back?" Song Qinghuan asked again.

Du Shiniang froze for a moment, then hesitated, "Probably... about half a month later."

"After half a month? Probably? Where is Miss Gong Ling's hometown, and it takes a month to come and go?" Song Qinghuan's tone became colder and colder.

"In..." Du Shiniang faltered and couldn't explain why, so she could only barely maintain her composure, "This Gongling didn't tell the women clearly."

Song Qinghuan snorted softly, "As the boss of Qianzhan Pavilion, you don't even know how long the girl in the pavilion has been away or where she has gone? If she just disappeared like this, what will you do?"

"The housewife...the housewife has Gong Ling's deed of selling herself..." Du Shiniang was obviously panicked when Song Qinghuan pressed her every step of the way, and her forehead was sweating profusely.

"Really?" Song Qinghuan's cold eyes were fixed on her face, and the corners of her lips were drawn coldly. "Since that's the case, why don't you show it to me."

Du Shiniang raised her head, the panic in her eyes flashed away, and she still forced a calm smile on her face, "Gong Ling is the number one card in Qianzhan Pavilion, so her contract of prostitution should be taken care of. I don't know if His Highness is looking for Gong Ling What's the matter? If Your Highness doesn't mind, you might as well talk to the woman, maybe the woman knows."

Seeing that she didn't directly answer the matter of Gong Ling selling her body, Song Qinghuan became more concerned.

"What? Miss Gongling's deed of sale, the tenth mother can't get it out? Could it be...Miss Gongling didn't sign the deed of sale to Qianzhan Pavilion at all, right?" His eyes were fixed on Du Shiniang's eyes, so that there was nowhere to hide the small thoughts in Du Shiniang's heart.

Her voice was cold, and she paused every word, "Or... Miss Gong Ling, is the real owner of this Qianzhan Pavilion?"

Hearing this, Du Shiniang's face froze, and her eyelashes trembled imperceptibly.

Although it was only for a split second, Song Qinghuan still had a panoramic view.

She was a little nervous.

It seems that I really guessed right——

This Qianzhan Pavilion is actually Gong Ling's property!
She felt strange before that even though Gong Ling was the number one card in the Qianzhan Pavilion, her power in this pavilion was really too great.After seeing Du Shiniang today, this question in my heart is getting bigger and bigger.

It is clear that Gong Ling's long sleeves are good at dancing and she is exquisite in all directions, which is more like what a band owner should look like.It's just that she didn't think deeply about it until Du Shiniang mentioned Gong Ling's contract of selling herself, and she suddenly realized that the contract of selling her body was an excellent entry point.

If Gong Ling is really just an ordinary music workshop girl in Qianzhan Pavilion, then Du Shiniang must have her contract of sale in her hands.If Du Shiniang hesitates and talks about him, it means that her guess is probably true.

"Your Highness...Your Highness was joking, this Qianzhan Pavilion is indeed a civilian woman..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Qinghuan coldly interrupted, "You don't have to say so much. If you want to convince Ben Gong of your words, you only need to show Gong Ling's deed of sale to Ben Gong for a look."

Du Shiniang bit her lower lip, her brows were wrinkled, her face was filled with guilty conscience, and she remained silent for a while.

Seeing her like this, what else does Song Qinghuan not understand?
Cursing her lips indifferently, she said, "I don't care who is the boss behind Qianzhan Pavilion. But now I need to know the whereabouts of Gong Ling."

After a pause, she opened her mouth to explain, "You don't need to be nervous, Gong Ling didn't do anything wrong, I'm just investigating some things, maybe Gong Ling knows something that can help me."

Hearing what Song Qinghuan said, Du Shiniang breathed a sigh of relief, sat up from the chair, and bowed to Song Qinghuan, "The women did not mean to deceive His Highness, but..."

"I don't care about your difficulties, and I don't intend to punish you. You just need to tell everything you know." Song Qinghuan spoke slowly, his voice was as cold as ice and broken jade, Qing Lingling It echoed in Du Shiniang's ears.

Although her expression was calm, her words carried an irresistible momentum.

Du Shiniang was already sweating profusely at this time, and her whole body was drenched. Under Song Qinghuan's clear eyes, she seemed to be unable to hide all her thoughts.Although helpless in his heart, he had no other way, bit his lower lip, and opened his mouth slowly.

"Your Highness is right. The real boss of Qianzhan Pavilion is indeed Miss."

Song Qinghuan's eyes flickered slightly, and she caught the word "Miss" in her words.It seems that Du Shiniang and Gong Ling knew each other before.

She pursed her thin lips slightly, her cold eyes fell on Du Shiniang's face, and she asked slowly, "Where did she go?"

Du Shiniang shook her head, "This...the woman really doesn't know, all she knows is that more than half a month ago, the lady suddenly told the woman that she would leave Qianzhan Pavilion for a while, and let the woman take care of the business in the pavilion. I asked her what happened, but she didn't say clearly, she only said that she might be back soon."

"What's your relationship with Gong Ling?"

"The woman used to be the nurse of the young lady. There were no other relatives in the woman's family. After the death of the old lady, the young lady founded the Qianzhan Pavilion with her own efforts. She pitied the lonely woman and took in the woman. On weekdays, I do some business in the pavilion for the young lady." Du Shiniang didn't dare to hide it, so she said it in detail.

"Who are Gong Ling's parents?" Song Qinghuan's eyes darkened when he thought of the Yao Guang music score.

Du Shiniang looked puzzled, "I really don't know about this...a woman. I only know that my wife used to be a musician, and my master made a living teaching people in a private school."

The musician's words are in line with what Gong Ling said that day.But even a luthier is definitely not an ordinary luthier.

There is nothing wrong with the Yaoguang music score itself, what is worth studying is the stroked patterns on the score, if she remembers correctly, those patterns are interwoven with lotus flowers and birds.

But just now when he saw the white lotus engraved on the harp imitating the "Lotus Sound", a sudden inspiration flashed in his heart.

The lotus and flying bird patterns on Yaoguang's sheet music are very similar to the white lotus on the konghou and the lines of the green luan jade pendant that I have been wearing all the time!

If it is said that this is just a coincidence, she does not believe it.

Originally wanted to come to Gong Ling to ask what happened, but unexpectedly, she left Qianzhan Pavilion more than half a month ago, and the time was just before and after Aunt Chongjin disappeared.

After Chongjin disappeared, she thought about countless possibilities, but it was hard to be sure.

Did she leave by herself?Or was it forced to leave?Or is there any reason?And what is the connection between Chongjin's leaving without saying goodbye, Gong Ling's departure, and the disappearance of his mother and concubine that day?
There was a cool light in the corner of his eyes.

It seems that we have to start with the patterns of the white lotus and blue luan bird!

Shen Shen raised his gaze, glanced at the anxious Du Shiniang, got up and walked outside.Walking to the door, there was a slight pause in the footsteps, and a cold voice came, "I have something important to look for in Gongling. If I think of something, or if Gongling is back, I will take the token and go to the palace to look for Liuyue." Well, leave without looking back.

Liu Yue understood, took out a small token from her sleeve and handed it to Du Shiniang, beckoning her to put it away, and trotted after Song Qinghuan.

After leaving Qianzhan Pavilion, Song Qinghuan got into the carriage and went back to the palace without any pause.

The scenery in the palace is obviously still the same as before, but it is clear that there is something different.The autumn wind was rustling, and Song Qinghuan's heart felt a little chilled.

She tightened her shirt and quickened her pace.

No, after walking a few steps, Liu Yue tugged at the corner of her clothes behind her, motioning her to look forward.

Song Qinghuan raised his eyes, stared forward, and when he saw the person walking in front of him, he frowned almost invisibly.

Song Qingyi.

It's really a narrow road for enemies.

There was a bit of ridicule in my heart, but my expression didn't change a bit, and I still followed the path I should go to Yaohua Palace.

The two soon meet in the middle of the road.

Song Qingyi glanced at her, her eyes were always gloomy, "Where did Wu Yang go?"

Song Qinghuan pursed her lips, "Wherever I go, I won't bother Miss Huang."

The corners of Song Qingyi's lips twitched, "The big wedding is coming soon, Wuyang should stay in the palace peacefully, otherwise... if something happens, all your previous efforts will be in vain ?”

Hearing her meaningful words, Song Qinghuan didn't take it seriously, "Sister Huang really cares about me, but don't worry, since I have the ability to find a good marriage for myself, I will naturally have the ability to marry it without any damage. .”

After a pause, the words were sneering, "Miss Huang, you should take care of your own affairs. Logically, Sis Huang is more than a year older than me. If you don't find a good marriage, you won't be able to get married."

Song Qingyi's face turned pale, and anger burst out of his eyes!

(End of this chapter)