031

"Meow~"

Song Jin regained consciousness from her hangover. She heard a soft cat's meow in her ears. She subconsciously thought that Yu Nu had climbed onto her bed, and she sat up, rubbing her brows.

"Yu Nu..."

There was a mass of shiny black hair in front of me.

She was startled, then recognized it.

"Obsidian?"

This was the first time Hei Yao came to her yard.

Although she and Cui Huaiji lived in the East Garden together, she never set foot in the main courtyard, and the fox slaves in the main courtyard would never come to her place.

Song Jin stretched out his hand tentatively, and only dared to pick it up when he saw that it did not resist.

Some fragmentary images flashed through my mind.

The hand that was petting the cat stopped.

last night……

Cui Huaiji's fragile and forbearing face lingered in front of his eyes, and the fragments pieced together the memory of last night. Song Jin's eyes suddenly widened.

He was hunted down in his childhood and depended on fox slaves for survival. He stepped on bloody corpses step by step and became the glorious Marquis of Quling today.

She seemed to know something extraordinary.

Song Jin can’t remember what happened afterwards.

She could feel that the distance between them was quietly closing.

But she and Cui Huaiji are from two different worlds. As long as the issue of the rebellion is not resolved, the fall of Qingzhou City and the tragic deaths of the entire Song family will be on her mind every day.

She can't spare any thought for love now.

Song Jin forced herself not to think about what happened last night, and the emotions that were growing deep in her heart were ruthlessly cut off by her.

"Qingwu, prepare water!"

*

After Song Jin finished washing up, he suddenly found a bowl of sobering soup at hand.

It was Cui Huaiji who ordered it.

Cui Huaiji had official business to attend to, so he left the mansion before daybreak. He had specially asked housekeeper Zhao to prepare the sobering soup before he left, saying that it would be served to Miss Song when she woke up.

Song Jin's eyes flashed and he drank it without saying a word.

The carriage was ready, and Song Jin took Qing Wu to Zhaiyue Tower. She and Qin Wan wanted to discuss the future development of Zhaiyue Tower.

"Madam, why did you get so drunk last night? Don't you usually dislike drinking?"

Song Jin leaned against the wall of the car and dozed off: "Before, I didn't dare drink too much because my father was in charge of me. Now that my father can't control me, I naturally drink more."

Qing Wu looked at her and muttered, "Just drink if you want to. Why do you always get so drunk? It's always the Marquis who carries you back. If the old man knew, he would probably kill you in the Marquis' Mansion."

The space in the carriage was so small that Qingwu's muttering could be heard clearly.

Although she wanted to refute, what she said was also the truth. She seemed to be too relaxed around the Marquis.

Song Jin simply pretended not to hear.

After the carriage had been driving for a while, it suddenly braked, and the master and servant were caught off guard and fell forward.

Qing Wu quickly protected her, "What's going on?"

The driver wiped his sweat and said, "My dear, the wheel seems to be broken..."

Song Jin got off the carriage and, as expected, saw the crack on the wheel. He looked up in the direction of Zhaiyue Tower and gave up riding in the carriage.

"No problem, go back to the mansion and ask someone to pull the carriage back, and Qingwu and I will go there by ourselves."

The driver kept saying yes, with surprise still on his face.

He thought he would be scolded...

*

Song Jin hasn't walked on the street so relaxed for a long time.

Qingwu could see that she was worried and blamed herself for not being able to help her.

"My lady." Qing Wu looked at the bustling people of Sheng'an with a dazed look in his eyes, "Are we going back to Qingzhou?"

Song Jin didn't understand why she asked this question.

"Yes."

She answered with certainty.

"Qingzhou is my home. Why would I leave my hometown? Qingwu, you know me well. I can't bear to be too far away from my father."

Song Jin's mother died during childbirth, and Song Tan had no intention of continuing the relationship.

Her father raised her up, and if she got married and left Qingzhou, her father would be left alone.

In her previous life, she was infatuated with Xu Nanheng and was completely unaware of this. Now that she is back, she just wants to spend more time with her father.

Qing Wu heaved a sigh of relief after hearing her answer, and asked her again, "Then my lady, when are we going back?"

She doesn't like Sheng An at all.

She felt really distressed to see her wife being plotted against everywhere in Sheng'an.

"Hmm..." Song Jin was not sure, "Let's wait until the business here stabilizes."

The two chatted along the way, talking about their days in Qingzhou and their days in Sheng'an.

It seems like there are so many things to say that I can never finish.

Halfway through the journey, Song Jin suddenly felt thirsty and prepared to go to the dessert shop in front.

Just as she reached the door, a dusty child suddenly rushed out from her right, hugged her legs and called her "Seventh Sister-in-law".

Song Jin was slightly surprised and pulled it open to take a closer look.

"Mu'er?!"

The dusty child in front of him was the eleventh prince in the palace, Xu Mu.

*

Song Jin took out a handkerchief and wiped the dirt off his face.

Qing Wu put the sugar water in front of him, and he drank it up in just a few gulps like a wolf or a tiger.

"Mu'er, why are you here?"

Xu Mu looked at her, his eyes suddenly turned red, and the grievances that he had suppressed surged out.

"Sister, I'm separated from my eldest sister and fifth sister!"

Yesterday, the fifth princess Xu Zhaoran went to see the eldest princess Xu Lian'er. No one knew what they talked about, but the two of them wanted to leave the palace together. Xu Mu happened to be going to see Xu Lian'er and begged them to take him out to play together. The two of them couldn't help but agreed, but in the evening, they got separated without paying attention.

The night market in Sheng'an was a mixed crowd. Xu Mu couldn't find them and he was penniless. He was already starving after spending the night there.

I came here following the sweet smell of the dessert shop. Luckily I met Song Jin, otherwise I would have been hungry for another day.

Song Jin listened silently, wiped away the tears from his eyes, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, I'll take you to see the Marquis later and let him take you back to the palace."

I guess Xu Mu didn't know about the two princesses, otherwise they wouldn't have been unable to find anyone overnight.

She had a hunch that something was wrong.

However, it is better for her to stay out of royal affairs.

After coaxing him, Song Jin took him to Zhaiyue Tower. When they were about to walk out of the dessert shop, the young ladies on the street were all excited and were talking to the young ladies next to them with blushing faces while holding a book.

She didn't understand what was going on, and when she looked at the books in their hands, the cover looked strangely familiar.

...The Marquis's journey to marry his wife?

Song Jin suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Hey! Song Jin!"

Tai Mianmian saw her from a distance, waved his arms at her excitedly, and without saying a word, he pulled a young lady in a red dress next to him over.

Song Jin noticed the script in the young lady's hand.

"Jinjin, are you here to buy a storybook as well?"

Didn’t she send someone to deliver the script to the Marquis’ Mansion as soon as it was put on sale?

Could it be that he was detained by the Marquis?

Song Jin smiled with his face but not his heart, and felt a little uncomfortable when he felt the young lady's sharp gaze.

"No, I'm going to the Moon Picking Tower. This is..."

Tai Mianmian introduced the people around him belatedly, "She is the young general Yu I told you about, Yu Dingnan. Anan, this is Miss Song from Qingzhou, Song Jin."

She suddenly leaned close to Yu Dingnan's ear and added in a low voice.

"I am living in the Marquis's mansion now."

Song Jin couldn't hear what she said.

A timid smile flashed across Yu Dingnan's sharp eyes, which disappeared in an instant: "Miss Song, nice to meet you."

Song Jin nodded: "I have met General Yu."

Xu Mu, who had been ignored for a long time, had a wrinkled face and suddenly made a gurgling sound.

Three scorching gazes descended upon his head.

He lowered his head in embarrassment, covering his stomach shyly.

Tai Mian Mian couldn't see his face, so he just asked, "Whose child is this?"

It was not convenient to disclose Xu Mu's identity to outsiders, so Song Jin passed it off vaguely and invited them to go to Zhaiyue Tower together.

*

Tai Mianmian sat in the compartment, admiring the ultimate luxury of Zhaiyue Tower while stealing glances at Xu Mu who had been lowering his head since he came in.

She looked at Xu Mu who was concentrating on eating cakes.

Although he ate a little hastily, every movement he made was very graceful, and there wasn't a single crumb on the corners of his lips. This was not something a child from an ordinary family could develop.

Judging from their size and clothing, they were all made of the best fabrics.

Tai Mianmian had some guesses in his heart.

"Jinjin, you brought him to Zhaiyue Tower. Did anyone know about it?"

Yu Dingnan had not returned to Sheng'an for a long time, and was not able to recognize Xu Mu's identity like Tai Mianmian, but after hearing her words, he realized that this child's identity was not simple.

Song Jin did not hide it and said truthfully: "I met him alone. When I go back to see the Marquis, I will let him solve the problem."

Xu Mu looked at them furtively, but his little mouth didn't stop talking.

After all, they were outside the palace, so Song Jin randomly found a topic to change the subject.

When asked why the two of them were in the bookshop, Tai Mianmian's eyes were slightly evasive and she nudged Yu Dingnan next to her with her elbow.

Yu Dingnan remained unmoved.

It was obvious that he wanted to see her laugh.

The two of them knew each other since childhood, and their families had some contacts. She had practiced martial arts since she was young, and she felt that the young lady's dress was cumbersome and inconvenient, so she had not worn it for several years. Today, Tai Mian Mian beat her so hard that she had to change into this dress, and she remembered it in her heart.

Tai Mianmian touched his nose and muttered softly.

"I just heard that Xiyue's new book is out, and I want to buy a copy to read."

Xiyue is the author of the book "The Marquis's Way to Marrying a Wife". He has also written other storybooks before and is quite famous. After the publication of "The Marquis's Way to Marrying a Wife", his popularity soared, and he was quite popular among the young ladies.

Song Jin twitched the corner of her mouth. As the person involved in the story, she didn't know how to respond to her words.

At this time, the waiter brought the dishes and stopped the embarrassing topic.

Tai Mianmian is lively and even though Song Jin and Yu Dingnan are not familiar with each other, with her interjecting, the topic can always be connected.

During the casual chat, the topic suddenly came up: military affairs.

Yu Dingnan has been looking for a reliable blacksmith shop in Sheng'an for the past half month. Unfortunately, she couldn't find one that satisfied her after searching all the blacksmith shops in Sheng'an.

Tai Mianmian blinked: "Anan, are you short of weapons?"

Yu Dingnan shook his head: "The northern border has been in turmoil recently. The northern barbarians are warlike and especially good at horsemanship. They are invincible wherever they go. Although the Yu Dynasty has sufficient food and horses, we are not as good as the northern barbarians in horsemanship, and our weapons are also very different."

Once a war breaks out, it's hard to predict who will win.

Previously, the emperor requested the construction of a giant ship in order to find a way to sail.

In a flash, something flashed through my mind.

Song Jin vaguely felt that the giant ship was related to the events in the northern border, but he couldn't remember what it was.

Her soul from her previous life could not be reincarnated. She witnessed the succession of the throne of the Yu Dynasty, but she could no longer remember too many details.

"Blacksmith shop?" Tai Mianmian seemed to have thought of something, staring at Song Jin with bright eyes, "Isn't Jin Jin related to Zhaiyue Tower? Maybe there is a way to help you!"

The relationship between Song Jin and Zhaiyue Tower is no longer a secret to the outside world.

But no one knows what the specific relationship is.

This is her trump card.

She met their expectant gazes and spoke slowly: "...Then should I give it a try?"

Perhaps, Zhaiyuelou can develop another way of doing business.