Rouji observed his expression and said, "Sure enough, the princess and the prince consort should have no plans. They will not do this for no reason. Why should the emperor tolerate it? Do you know who the princess' biological mother is?"

The sweetness that Song Qingming had just now melted long ago and said unhappily: "I don't know, you can't ask too much. This is the royal secret. You, a native of the Japanese, know what you do, don't care about your Donglang?"

Rouji raised her eyebrows. Why did she feel a little sour when she said this? She is not the kind of woman living in the deep boudoir. Once she notices clues, she will not let go: "My Donglang? Lord Song's words are so sour."

Song Qingming blushed after realizing it and whispered: "You are nominally the wife of the Song family, and my wife of Song Qingming. No matter how deep you love Donglang, you must restrain yourself."

Rouji almost laughed out loud and joked: "My husband is jealous. Donglang and I are like brothers and sisters. His meaning to me is like a relative. I and him are both duckweed. They just happened to be together and their fates are settled."

She glanced at Song Qingming and seemed to have some meaning: "But you and I are playing the show, and it will eventually end."

Rouji was not polite at all when she said this, nor did she use respectful titles, but she spoke sharply and made the relationship between the two clearly. Song Qingming only felt bitterness in her mouth.

Sometimes he thought that this woman was acting so well and had a good reputation in the Song Mansion, and her mother and sister liked her very much.

She is also gentle and kind to herself, like a real wife.

Song Qingming was in a daze, feeling like he woke up from a dream, and smiled mockingly, and then he returned to the issue that Rouji was concerned about. The princess, the princess, the princess, and the fifth prince refused to enter the palace to guard the spirit, which made the people in Nanying suspicious.

"You know this is useless to you in Nanying." Song Qingming said without hesitation: "The Song family does not know who the biological mother of Your Highness and the fifth prince are, but one thing is that Your Majesty's favor for Your Highness is incomparable to the rest of your prince."

Rouji stumbled her tongue and said, "If that person entered the palace, how could he have the current concubine? He refused to keep his soul under his illness. This would be fine?"

Not only was she surprised, Song Qingming thought more, and Qin Feng was also half-confronted with him. Although he didn't know where he was going in the end, this time, it can be seen that he was really leaving.

Since the last time he met, he had never visited him, and had told him not to go to the princess's house no matter whether his health improved. He even told his father to publicly exclude the fifth prince, which clearly helped the Song family to draw a line between them.

Song Qingming felt a little sour. Seeing that he was suddenly depressed, Rouji said sensitively: "My husband's condition has improved. Doctor Li said that in more than ten days, he might be able to walk as usual and go back to work. What's wrong with that?"

"You have passed, Rou Ji." Song Qingming said seriously: "The matter in the princess's house has nothing to do with you."

"What about the Song family?" Rouji said keenly: "The prince-consort and his highness have not been here for a long time. This is not like the prince-consort. In my opinion, the prince-consort and his husband are real friends."

After rubbing the ground, Song Qingming suddenly stood up: "If you don't know the right way, just pretend to die and leave the Song family."

This dog man! Rouji thought to himself that he would turn against him, and hurriedly swallowed the rest. If it weren't for Donglang, why would she provoke the prince consort and the princess?!

He was kind and didn't think about killing her life and letting her pretend to die. This person was used to being a good person, but he was too kind. Rouji looked at Song Qingming's back who was leaving angrily, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Song Qingming knew what he could do, but Zuo Pingdao was even more anxious when he had clues in his heart but could not find evidence. He seemed to have seen through everything but could not grasp Qin Feng's foot. It was just a little bit short of it, just a little bit!

While in Dali Temple, Zuo Pingdao Ben looked at the file in front, but his thoughts floated far away. His fingers were on the table and knocked them all over. Where was the problem? What exactly was Qin Feng's intention?

After so many supplies are gone, are they really just sent to the rest station? The frequency of leaving the city in the past six months has been too high!

Zuo Pingdao was thinking when Yi Zifeng came in: "Sir, Commander Yuan is here."

Zuo Pingdao opened his eyes. Before he could speak, Yuan Buqi strode in, and Yi Zifeng showed displeasure. This was the territory of Daping Temple. He was so ruthless that he didn't take Dali Temple seriously.

Yuan Buqi wore a purple shirt today. He was wearing a cloak in a hot weather. Zuo Pingdao raised his eyebrows, but he thought of going to the same place as Yi Zifeng - he came to Dali Temple arrogantly.

Zuo Pingdao was already full of anger, but this person was very capable after being re-activated by His Majesty, and he could not offend him. So he signaled Yi Zifeng to go out and pour tea for Yuan Buqi himself: "How come Commander Yuan has time?"

In fact, it was not convenient for Yuan Buqi to drink this tea. This man was wearing half of the mask, which clearly allowed his mouth to be exposed, but he insisted on covering half of his lips, so Zuo Pingdao had never seen him eat and drink outside.

I occasionally make a move to drink tea, but I just take a sip. I don’t know if there is enough tea in the cup.

The pouring water from Zuo Pingdao only shows the demeanor of Dali Temple, and does not agree with Yuan Buqi's rash rush in.

"I want to borrow the file of Lu Ming's murder."

Because this case has not been arrested behind the scenes, it has not been handed over to the Ministry of Justice. Zuo Pingdao raised his eyebrows: "The commander is not going to Beiguan, why are you back? I'll get it here."

Yi Zifeng, who had just left, was called in again. Zuo Pingdao arranged for him to pick up the file. Yi Zifeng briefly met Yuan Buqi, and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart, and immediately turned around and left.

Yuan Buqi said casually: "This Shaoqing also went to the north to look for that lady."

Zuo Pingdao's heart skipped a beat and his face remained calm and said, "That's right."

"I met that lady many years ago. If you talk about her appearance and temperament, the princess is indeed similar to her now, but the two are still a little different. The lady is more heroic. This is a big reason why the princess is loved so much by His Majesty."

Zuo Pingdao thought of seeing the lady from afar in Luocheng. Although she was wearing a veil, she could still see the other person's appearance. Unfortunately, he couldn't reveal it, so he just replied in a muffled voice: "Your Majesty is nostalgic."

"Repents always need to be filled. If they cannot be filled, they will definitely be obsessed with it." Yuan Buqi smiled and said, "I went to Beiguan but I was helpless when I went back halfway. If there is any evidence, I must go to Huihui Zhenbeihou in person."
Chapter completed!