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As soon as the sun rose, Meng Shu stood in her yard, and no matter who tried to persuade him, it was useless.

Song Jin usually gets up late, and he chatted with Qing Wu for a long time last night, so he got up especially late today. He was quite surprised to hear Meng Shu standing outside.

"Didn't anyone tell him I wasn't up yet?"

Qing Wu combed her hair with a comb and glanced at her in the bronze mirror. "I've said it before, this Lord Meng is too stubborn and can't be persuaded."

This is indeed in line with Meng Fu's character.

"Forget it," Song Jin shook his head, put on his cloak and asked her to open the door, "I'll go take a look."

The sun was blazing outside. The hot sweat on Meng Shu's forehead rolled down his cheeks and stained his eyelashes, weighing heavily on his eyes. Hearing the door open, he raised his head and said in a muffled voice, "My wife."

Meng Shu is a stubborn person. Xu Nanheng sent him to protect her, but he ended up assassinating her. Now he might be blaming himself in his heart.

When she was thinking about how to break off the engagement, the fake letter was sent to her, so she just went with the flow. It was originally a good plan, and it didn't matter that Cui Huaiji appeared in the middle.

How should she persuade Meng Shu?

"Master Meng, please come in first."

She asked Qingwu to prepare some cool tea and handed him a handkerchief, "Wipe it off."

Meng Shu pursed his lips, and this time he did not refuse, and wiped his face carelessly, "Madam, what happened yesterday was not done by His Highness."

He really came to plead for Xu Nanheng.

Song Jin sighed in her heart and looked him straight in the eyes. "Whether it is true or not is not important. The identity of the Seventh Prince's fiancée has hindered the eyes of some people in Sheng An. They want my life, not just because of a marriage contract."

Xu Nanheng has so many political enemies, and one of them, Yang Chaoxue, has repeatedly tried to harm him. Who can guarantee that there won't be others?

If she died, not only Yang Chaoxue would be happy, but Xu Nanheng's political enemies would also be happy.

Unfortunately, she just couldn't get used to their smug faces.

"So, my lady knows that this matter has nothing to do with Your Highness?" Meng Shu was surprised.

Song Jin did not comment, but wanted to remind him, "Not only me, my father and Qu Linghou all know, but I am serious about breaking off the engagement. As long as the engagement exists, my life is in danger, and it is also a handle for Your Highness."

Meng Shu's lips moved, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

Song Jin suddenly had an idea and asked him, "Meng Shu, when you and the Seventh Prince came to Qingzhou, was it really unintentional?"

*

Qing Wu sent the people away and came back, "Why did you say this to Lord Meng?"

Song Jin stared at the cool tea in his hand and sighed, "I don't know, I just want to dig him away from the Seventh Prince."

She always felt that it was a bit strange that Meng Fu was so loyal to Xu Nanheng in his previous life.

After getting to know him for the past few days, she could clearly feel that Meng Fan was a dull and stubborn person. If she kept such a person around to plan big things, if they had different political views one day, Meng Fan would definitely insist on his own ideas, and Xu Nanheng would never be convinced by him. At that time, would Xu Nanheng still be able to trust such a person? It was unlikely.

So...why did Meng Shu be loyal to him in his previous life?

"Ah?" Qing Wu was shocked. "Madam, are you serious? He is the Seventh Prince's man. How can he be so easy to dig out?"

She smiled and said nonchalantly: "Give it a try. You won't lose anything anyway."

*

Sheng'an, Yang Mansion.

The clear and graceful sound of the piano is like the flowing of mountain water. On the pavilion by the water, a person plays the piano facing the moon, with the hazy moonlight shining on his body, like a dream.

Yang Yanbin walked into the pavilion, glanced at the person playing the piano, and interrupted her rhythm, "Did you send someone to kill that merchant woman?"

The piano music stopped abruptly, and the woman raised her face. Her eyes were as bright as autumn water, and the corners of her mouth curved at just the right angle, showing her gentleness and kindness.

"Dad, are you here to blame me for taking action?"

Having said that, she lowered her head and started playing again.

Yang Yanbin frowned, "You can do it if you want, but the person is still alive. Isn't this giving him a handle?"

After a pause, he saw the smile fade from her lips and her brows furrowed deeper.

"A merchant girl, is she worthy of your jealousy? You and His Highness have been childhood sweethearts. She is just a pawn in His Highness's grand plan. Why should you worry about her?"

The smile on Yang Chaoxue's face completely disappeared, and her eyes were empty and inexplicably frightening. She pulled the corners of her mouth, looked at her father, and smiled softly, "Father, you think too much. How can a merchant girl compare to me? The position of the seventh prince's consort is not that easy to sit on."

There are turbulent waves hidden beneath the calm eyes.

Yang Yanbin believed it to be true, and his brows relaxed. "That's good. In a month or so it will be the day for the Crown Prince to choose a concubine. You must seize the opportunity."

"Don't worry, Dad."

After seeing Yang Yanbin off, she sat down with her head down, raised her hand to stroke the strings, her eyes gradually becoming fierce.

“Zheng——”

She was so angry that she broke the strings of the zither. The sharp strings scratched her palm, but she seemed not to notice and just stared at the blood drops on the zither.

Drop after drop, so gorgeous.

The maid heard the noise and ran in. When she saw this, she shuddered slightly. She quickly fetched the medicine box and bent down to bandage her wound.

Yang Chaoxue looked at her carefully bandaging her clothes and suddenly asked her, "Ningxue, do you think he has fallen in love with that business woman?"

Ningxue knew better than anyone who he was referring to.

She held up Yang Chaoxue's injured palm and breathed softly, "Your Highness naturally likes me in his heart. I have done so much for you, and you have promised me. Why should you compare yourself with that merchant girl?"

"You are right," Yang Chaoxue muttered to herself in a trance, "I am the legitimate daughter of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, how can she compare with me. I must take the position of Crown Princess, I will help His Highness to clear up everything!"

Ningxue felt distressed when she saw her possessed look.

If you like the Seventh Prince so much, why do you have to marry the Crown Prince?

*

Cui Huaiji was going to leave Qingzhou for a few days, so Yu Nu had to be handed over to Song Jin's care for a few days.

Yu Nu still remembered the revenge of having its tail pulled last time. Usually, Cui Huaiji took care of it, and it never showed any good face to her. Now, it probably knew that it would have to stay in her hands for a few days, so it became much more obedient and did not resist no matter how she pulled it.

She pinched Yu Nu's two fleshy paws and said in a rather curious voice, "Yu Nu, are you allowing me to touch you this time?"

Yu Nu let her be ravaged with a look of despair and hopelessness on her face, but when she heard what she said, she let out a soft and cute cry, full of flattery.

Qing Wu laughed as he watched from the side, put down the washed fruit plate, and joked: "I think Yu Nu also knows that she needs Madam's care in the next few days, so she has behaved herself. Otherwise, she wouldn't even have anything to eat."

She pretended to be serious and retorted: "Am I that kind of person?"

"Meow!"

Yu Nu rubbed her head against the back of her hand and looked into the fruit plate with her little eyes, clearly indicating that she wanted to eat some fruit.

Song Jin was stunned: "Is it... edible?"

She had never raised a civet slave, so she had no idea whether civet slaves could eat fruit.

Qing Wu didn't know either, and hesitated for a moment: "...It seems that I can't eat grapes."

She remembered what the cat seller told her.

Song Jin was thoughtful, and picked out the grapes and half an apple for it. Yu Nu's eyes lit up, and she hugged her wrist and ate happily.

This feeling is... a little subtle.

She seems to understand the happiness of cat owners a little bit, which is quite cute.

Unconsciously, she had fed her too much and touched Yu Nu's belly, which was round and plump.

“Did I eat too much?”

"I don't know either."

The master and servant looked at each other in silence, and finally looked at Yu Nu. Seeing that it had no adverse reactions, they quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, the baby didn’t get sick.

*

A few days passed and the business in the shop was normal. Song Qin was handling it and there was no need for her help. She simply called Qing Wu over to lie on the beauty couch and sunbathe together.

The jade slave flapped its tail and looked around, as if inspecting its own territory.

Song Jin took a look and couldn't help laughing in his heart. He reached out and picked it up in his arms: "Yu Nu, what are you pretending to be?"

"Meow~"

His voice was low and he looked a little listless. He was fine just now, why did he suddenly become so listless?

Song Jin quickly checked its body and found no injuries, so what happened?

"Yu Nu, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Yu Nu suddenly vomited. She quickly put it down and checked it again nervously. There was indeed no wound.

She panicked and asked Qingwu to go find a doctor immediately.

"Yu Nu, please be sure nothing happened to you!"

*

In the evening, Cui Huaiji returned to Song's house exhausted. He saw Qingwu leading the doctor out, so he asked her, "Is Miss Song sick?"

Caught off guard, Qing Wu felt guilty and stammered, "No, no... It's Yu Nu..."

"What happened to Yu Nu?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Qing Wu was so frightened that her heart was trembling. She didn't dare to look him in the eye. "No, it's okay. The doctor checked and found that you just ate too much."

Cui Huaiji stared at him for a while, then turned to the doctor and said, "You tell me."

The doctor looked at Qing Wu, wondering about her fear. "Your Excellency, the fox is fine. It just ate too much and couldn't digest it. You just need to be more careful when feeding it in the future."

Cui Huaiji waved his hand, and Shi An understood immediately and sent the doctor out.

"Take me over there to have a look."

Qing Wu quickly agreed, praying in his heart that his wife would clean up quickly.

Speaking of Song Jin, after cleaning up the vomit in the room, he was coaxing Yu Nu to take medicine. Unfortunately, the little girl was very difficult to coax. She ran away at the smell of medicine. The weakness she had felt before was much relieved after she vomited.

She chased the cat around the room with the medicine bowl in her hand. The red hairpin on her hair got caught on the curtain. She quickly held onto the hairpin and yelled angrily, "Yunu! How can you get better without taking medicine? Stop running! Stop right there!"

Yu Nu stood on the closet with a haughty look on her face, turned her butt towards her, and turned a deaf ear to her shouting.

"Ancestors!"

She didn't want Cui Huaiji to see a weak fox slave when he came back, otherwise he would think that she was abusing the fox slave!

"Come down, the Marquis will be back in a few days. How can you get better without taking medicine?"

Hearing her mention Cui Huaiji, Yu Nu finally reacted. She looked at her with one eye, but still showed no intention of coming down.

Song Jin's eyes lit up, as if he saw hope. "Yunu, you look so droopy now, and your hair is not shiny anymore. When the Marquis comes back and sees you, he will definitely dislike you. You don't want the Marquis to dislike you, do you?"

Yu Nu seemed to be persuaded, but when she saw the medicine bowl in her hand, her face suddenly changed into a cat-like expression, and she ran away with a kick of her legs.

"Yu Nu!!!"

Song Jin chased Yu Nu all over the house, sweating profusely. He simply put the medicine bowl aside and waited until he caught the cat.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind her. She thought it was Qing Wu coming back from seeing the doctor off, so she shouted without thinking:

"Qing Wu, come and help me, this ancestor refuses to take the medicine!"

Qing Wu glanced at her weakly and called her softly: "Madam..."

Cui Huaiji stared at her small body, which was like a jade slave, running around flexibly. Her well-combed bun had long been loose, and was swaying as if it was about to fall down, supported by the hairpins. She looked very fragile.

He couldn't help laughing: "Miss Song."

!

Song Jin's eyes widened, as if someone was holding him still, and a few big words flashed through his mind.

【It’s over! It’s over! 】