Si konianxi gave all the wallet to Yan Jingsong and left the meditation center. Yan Jingsong looked at Si konianxi's back and a cold smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She took some of the remaining silk thread from the tray and put it on her nose with one hand. A strange aroma came in. She was most familiar with this flavor, which must be the one she had given to Si konianxi before.
"Miss, are you afraid that the princess will change the silk thread?" Looking at Yan Jingsong's action, lu'er was a little puzzled. Normally speaking, even if she was an orphan, she was once a lady of a wealthy family, and her uncle was the prime minister today. How could she change the silk thread?
Yan Jingsong didn't worry that Si konianxi would take those silk threads as his own, but there was a lot of money on the silk thread she gave to Si konianxi, just because Si konianxi's intelligence would be aware of it, so she changed those silk threads.
If the silk thread is embroidered into a purse, the taste will be much lighter. But from the rest of the silk thread, Si konianxi obviously doesn't realize the world on the silk thread. It seems that Si konianxi is not as smart as he imagined. He was cheated so easily. Then it's a good play.
At dusk, all the costumes in the house were completed according to the requirements of Yin Jingsong, and the servants came back and said that the invitation cards to all the ladies and ladies were sent out, even Yin Jingsong in the prime minister's house also sent a copy. Although I heard that Sikou nianxi and Sikou Prime Minister's family were not very happy before, how could such a grand scene be without them.
Although this time we invited all the women's dependents, it was enough to cause a sensation. These ladies and ladies are all the apple of the eye of the important ministers in the court. Xie Xian's help, and the pillow breeze is more effective than letting them see it with their own eyes.
What Yan Jingsong cares about now is not the lively scenes of tomorrow, but how the side imperial concubine of Anyang king was scolded by thousands of people tomorrow, and how she would stay in the house at that time.
"Did mother inform me?" Yan Jingsong took off the hairpin on her head one by one. In the mirror, she took off the powder from her face. Her face was as clear as water. It really looked worse than scogniangxi, but it only deepened her hatred for scogniangxi.
Little green nodded, and she had informed the Yin family earlier. She knew that if she wanted to succeed this time, she could not do without the help of her wife. After hearing this, Yan Jingsong laughed, it was really that everything was ready, but only the east wind.
"By the way, miss, mei'er has been sent away in the afternoon. If there is no accident, she will arrive at the barracks early tomorrow morning, but she When she left, she still cursed loudly, and no one could get close to her. Finally, several people tied her up, forced her to put on makeup, changed her clothes, and then sent her away... "
After these two days of cultivation, mei'er's body was almost recovered. After staying in the house for a long time, she really had a long night's dream, so she sent her away early. But when she left, she was still cursing loudly, and every sentence was directed at Yan Jingsong, so she also attracted concubines who lived in peace. Fortunately, she did not disturb nianxi courtyard and Shuimo Xuan, Otherwise, it would be a big problem.
Yan Jingsong's hand of combing her hair stopped, and then returned to normal. It was inevitable that mei'er hated her. After all, she gave the idea, and after all, she failed to save her, but she was just a brothel woman. Now she just let her go back to her old business, and she gradually lost her guilt.
It's my dream.
Cui'er has been worried since Si konian Xi sent the pair of purses to the meditation center. Now she has been circling in front of Si konian Xi for many times. After a moment, Si konian Xi is all dizzy by her. She laughingly asks what happened to cui'er?
"Miss, if the princess finds out, we will be in trouble if we exchange those silk threads?" It turns out that cui'er is still worried about this. Si konianxi casually says that it's OK to burn the silk thread directly. Even if she finds out, she will be dead.
Cui'er immediately felt that this was a good idea, and she really wanted to burn those silk threads, but she was stopped by Sikou nianxi. At this moment, if there is no movement in Yan Jingsong, it means that she has not found it at all.
Just as the master and the servant were in a standoff, footsteps came from the door. Sikou nianxi was surprised and stood up from the stool. Is there any villain?
A moment later, it was Leng Shaoyuan who pushed the door. When he came in, he saw such a nervous Si konian Xi. He felt a little distressed in his heart. He had not been with her these days. She must have been sleeping uneasily, so he subconsciously stepped forward and held her in his arms.
Leng Shaoyuan kisses the top of her hair, and the fragrance of her body comes into his nose. He feels at ease. Cui'er blushes when she sees the two people hugging each other as if they were alone. She goes out quietly and closes the door.
After a long time, Leng Shaoyuan let go of Sikou nianxi, but he looked at her carefully without blinking. In recent days, she seems to have worked hard, and there is a shadow on her eyelids.
"How did you come here? Tomorrow is the birthday of the princess. Why don't you stay with her?" Si Kou Nian Xi staggers, he will caress her face hand, also deliberately lead the topic.Leng Shaoyuan frowned slightly, and then he let go of Sikou nianxi completely. Instead, he sat on the chair and took a sip of tea from Sikou nianxi's teacup. This intimacy made Sikou nianxi embarrassed. Her pretty face turned red, but she didn't know whether to remind him that it was her cup.
Leng Shaoyuan didn't seem to want to mention Yan Jingsong. He didn't speak for a long time. After a cup of tea was finished, he coughed softly, and then he said, "some time ago, I followed the clue that the prince said to check the identity of Sima Chaoping."
Sikou nianxi heard the name of Sima Chaoping, and then recovered. He was waiting for Leng Shaoyuan to write down. It turned out that he had not given up the identity of Zha Sima Chaoping these days, and he was still running for her secretly. Thinking about her in this way, his heart felt warm.
Leng Shaoyuan went on to say that it was his people who went to check the beggars' nest in the imperial capital. They just checked a child who appeared many years ago. However, those beggars lived in the open air and died easily when they ate the last meal but not the next. So they all changed batch after batch, and there was no clue after a few days.
Speaking of this, Sikou nianxi's eyes are dark, and his lost mood is very obvious. Why has he been checking for so long? The identity of Sima Chaoping has always been a mystery. Is it hard to come true because he thinks too much?
But Leng Shaoyuan's words have not been finished. Although the beggars changed quickly, some of them survived. So Leng Shaoyuan's people found an old beggar. After careful questioning, he seemed to vaguely remember that there was a little beggar who lived with them in the broken temple outside the city for a period of time, but later he was killed by an old beggar who looked like him It was the rich man who took it away.