Murong Ling suddenly fixed her eyes on Song Qing Yu with a complicated look in her eyes. "Qing, what else do you know?"
"I also know that in less than two months, King Yu will make his move."
Song Qingyu remembered that the Mu Rong family was exterminated on a peaceful night in the middle of summer. He gave a very positive reply.
Murong Ling pursed her lips and thought about something.
"I know that you are afraid that I will become a Imperial Concubine Yu in the future. Believe it or not, I will tell you that this time I am not helping you, but I am helping you. "Do you have the heart to see the Mu Rong family in danger?"
"Qing …" I believe you. What do you want to do? "
Song Qingyu's eyes lit up. "I need to know the contents of the love letter. I hope you can help me rewrite a copy. "
Hearing that, Mu Rong Ling looked at Song Qingyu in surprise, "This is a matter of the court, how can a woman like us interfere? In the present era, the emperor hated to form alliances. However, in order to protect King Yi's position, his father had paved the way for him. That meant that the love letter was actually supporting King Yi's words. If this love letter were to be leaked out soon, it would be a fatal blow to the Yi King. "
Song Qingyu's gaze changed slightly.
A hundred official words? It was no wonder that Zuo Ruyu wanted this letter so badly.
But in his previous life, this letter had still fallen into the hands of King Yu. King Yu had used this letter to eliminate many of Zuo Lianyi's trusted aides. However, he hadn't expected that Zuo Linyi would become a completely different person after the incident at the Mu Rong Mansion.
"Lord Murong has always been righteous and honest. Since he knows the benefits of this matter, he still wants to do such a thing." Is it the permission of the King of Yi? "
"That's not it, King Yi did not know. My illness was getting worse, and my father planned to take me to live in Jiangnan. Father has the intention to retreat, he wants to leave with ease. "
Song Qingyu was moved as he thought about it carefully.
Murong Ling was truly lucky to be in such a home. Her father was willing to give up his career for her.
But he didn't know how much trouble this would bring to Zuo Linyi.
"If you trust me, please tell your father that the love letter must be destroyed. If he believes in King Yi, then he should be confident enough in King Yi's ability. If he left this letter, it would inevitably leave behind a hidden danger in the future. Ah Ling, you should be clear about this. "
Mu Rong Ling looked deeply at Song Qingyu, "Qing is not like a girl who has stayed in the countryside at all. Her thoughts are way more profound than an ordinary person's. I'll discuss what you said with Father. "
Song Qingyu looked at Murong Ling's pair of clean eyes. Once upon a time, he also had those beautiful eyes. However, she wasn't Murong Ling. If she didn't grow, it would be hard for her to stand up.
"Thank you for believing me."
The two chatted for a while more.
Magpie stood at the doorway, but suddenly heard a voice from outside.
"Why are all the doors of the Wangqing Courtyard tightly shut? Could it be that Big Sis and Big Sis Murong have something to say in private? "
He heard Song Yiyan's voice from outside.
The magpie immediately turned to look at Song Qingyu.
Song Qingyu knew that Song Yiyan must be here to cause trouble again.
"Magpie, go take a look."
The magpie answered, then carefully pushed the door open before closing it again.
When the magpie went out of the door, he saw Song Yiyan and the other young mistresses from the Mu Clan playing together.
"Magpie, Big Sis is inside the house secretly chatting with us." Song Yiyan narrowed her eyes, thinking, why didn't she know that the relationship between Song Qingyu and Mu Rong Ling was getting better?
The Mu Rong family and the Yu Mansion weren't on good terms.
This was something that Yu Du knew. Song Qingyu openly asked Mu Rong Ling to stay in the room and talk to him. Who knew what he was doing behind his back. It would be perfect.
"In reply to Second Miss. "My family's young miss is not feeling well. Miss Mu Rong is accompanying her inside."
"You need to close all the doors?" They must be whispering! Let's go together, we have to mess with her. " Song Yiyan smiled and barged in like a little girl.
Magpie couldn't stop him.
They had just stepped into the house.
Those who were meticulous stopped their footsteps.
"Listen, is someone playing the zither?"
The crowd stopped, and for a moment, the entire Wangqing Courtyard quieted down. The melodious notes of the zither struck the calm surface of the lake, the lotus leaves, and the rocks like raindrops.
Every note was wonderful. He slowly stopped, allowing his heart to feel comfortable and light.
At this moment, the sound of the zither was coming from the main house, which was not far away.
"Is this Miss Murong playing the zither? Miss Mu Rong's family was well-informed, and her family was a scholar. Miss Mu Rong was a talented girl that was rarely seen in Yu City. Filled with polythene. The last time at the queen's banquet, she had written a poem that could only be described with one word: 'beautiful'. But unfortunately, she has always been in poor health. "
The few of them spoke at the same time.
Song Yiyan sneered.
So what if he was good? Looking at his sickly appearance, he was just a short-lived ghost. How could the Queen want a short-lived ghost to be her wife? Moreover, the Mu Rong family was no longer the same as before.
In Song Yiyan's opinion, Murong Ling was not even worthy to be compared with her.
However, she still had to put on a good act when it came to their relationship.
Song Yiyan was extremely happy, "Do you think this zither music is good? I'll come take a good look."
When she opened the door, she saw Song Qingyu sitting in the middle of the hall, playing a zither while Mu Rong Ling was listening at the side. Song Yiyan opened her eyes in disbelief.
When Song Qingyu saw who it was, he stood up in embarrassment. The zither music stopped abruptly.
"Why is everyone here?" Didn't the main courtyard build a stage? "
The people behind also saw that it was Song Qingyu. Their eyes were filled with envy.
They discussed in private, "Didn't Miss Song say she didn't know how to play the zither? This Zither Technique is not inferior to Second Miss Song. "
Song Yiyan's face changed when she heard the comparison. What a good Song Qingyu! He said he didn't know how to do it, but he was going to change methods and tease her! Just to embarrass her!
Hearing everyone's discussion, Mu Yu's mouth twitched, he forced himself to go up and grab Song Qingyu's hand. Just in time to remind everyone, "Sister A Yu, didn't you say you didn't know how to play the zither? Why was he playing the zither now? Could it be that Sister A Yu is only going to play for Sister Murong? "
The meaning behind his words was that Song Qingyu was looking down on them.
Everyone's expression changed.
A lady muttered: "Even if the Song Residence was flourishing right now, and Song Qingyu was married to King Yu, they are still from the Yudu Family. How can Song Qingyu look down on others like that?"
Hearing this, someone voiced out their thoughts.
"Sister Song, isn't this a bit too much? Although we want to compare ourselves to small fries, we are truly friends with Sister Song." "I didn't think that big sister Song doesn't see us as friends at all."