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A touch of bright color seemed to fall into the dull air.

Everyone was fascinated by her beauty.

Song Jin was unaware of it, and walked slowly towards him with his hands behind his back, his almond-shaped eyes like the crescent moon in the sky, with a playful smile on them.

Like a lotus fairy who accidentally entered the human world.

Cui Huaiji swallowed uncontrollably, an undercurrent silently gathering in his eyes, and his gaze restrainedly swept across her slender waist.

There, he could hold it in one hand.

"Mr. Cui?"

The white and tender little hand shook.

Song Jin muttered to himself, as if he was still not satisfied, and turned around to leave angrily.

Cui Huaiji blinked slowly, strode forward and grabbed her wrist.

He chuckled, suppressing his silent impulse and letting out his usual teasing tone from between his lips.

"Ms. Song, you came all the way to find me. Why didn't you wait for me to say a word before you left?"

Inquiring eyes are cast from all directions.

Song Jin glared at him, pulled her wrist away, and accused him: "Mr. Cui, you are really good at turning the tables. It was you who told me I was here, and you didn't allow me to come with you?"

Cui Huaiji was helpless and coaxed her in a low voice for a while before he finally got her forgiveness.

They turned out to be a pair of lovers.

The strong man turned his face away in disgust and continued to drink the liquor in the bowl.

The traveler looked away calmly, muttering something.

Only a man in a blue brocade robe with dark patterns did not move his eyes.

A lustful look flashed across his eyes.

This caused the young lady in crimson and purple clothes to glance at him.

She took a quick look and suppressed her strange emotions.

Cui Huaiji blocked the man's sight without making a sound.

Holding Song Jin's hand, he went upstairs.

The man in blue sneered and looked down at the book on his desk again.

*

Song Jin rubbed his slightly red wrist and couldn't help muttering that Cui Huaiji was too harsh on him.

[It's just a play, isn't your attack a bit too harsh? ]

[This Suizhou is really full of hidden talents. I wonder what the identities of those people downstairs are...]

She arrived three days earlier than Cui Huaiji.

It had been raining in Suizhou recently. She encountered heavy rain on the day she arrived in Suizhou, so she hurriedly found an inn to stay in.

This Fu'an Inn is the closest to Suizhou City. She expected Cui Huaiji to stay here when he came, so He Qingwu stayed here.

She basically ate in the upstairs room during the past three days. Every time she appeared, she would feel a pair of greedy gazes surrounding her.

She didn't like this kind of look very much, so she decided not to go out and wait for Cui Huaiji to arrive in Suizhou.

The rustling sound behind me disappeared.

Cui Huaiji came out with the jade pendant and asked her first, "Why are you in Suizhou too?"

Song Jin propped his chin up with his hands and said, "I came to Suizhou to do something."

“…”

Who would believe this?

His eyes fell on her slightly red wrist.

The eyebrows were twisted.

[Did I use too much force? I guess I didn’t use that much force…]

It’s just that Song Jin is really spoiled.

Her skin, as white as jade, was maintained by Song Tan with great care every day, so how could it not be exquisite?

Cui Huaiji's eyes dimmed slightly, "Really? The Song family also has business in Suizhou?"

Song Jin was speechless and said with a guilty conscience: "That's not the way..."

[There is no business, but the rebels are in Suizhou, so I am really worried about coming to take a look.]

Cui Huaiji still didn't understand what the relationship between Suizhou and her was.

You can't tell anything just from the few words in your heart.

Since he already believed that Song Jin was a reincarnated person and that his dispute with Yang Chaoxue was from his previous life, could it be that the rebels also had something to do with her?

Cui Huaiji had no idea what to ask these questions.

At this point, he didn't want to ask any more questions.

"Suizhou is in danger now. You won't agree to go back even if I ask you to, right?" Seeing her eyes shifting, Cui Huaiji smiled, "Okay, you can stay, but you must appear as my fiancée to the outside world. You should know more about the situation downstairs than I do."

A beautiful young lady who is alone will be coveted wherever she goes.

What's more, Song Jin is powerless.

"good."

Song Jin readily agreed, and turned to test him again: "Then Lord Hou, can you tell me now, what are you doing in Suizhou?"

Suddenly, someone tapped me lightly on the forehead.

Song Jin touched the place where he was hit and puffed up his cheeks.

"Since we are pretending to be an engaged couple, you should call me by my courtesy name."

[Father's name, that's not...]

Cui Huaiji listened to her mumbling in silence, "Miss Song, are you trying to tell me that you don't know my courtesy name?"

How could Song Jin not know?

When he first entered Sheng'an, he was summoned by the Empress Dowager, and he heard her call him "Fu Ji" with his own ears.

Song Jin felt inexplicably embarrassed: "I, I know... then how does the Marquis call me in public?"

[The Marquis usually likes to call me Miss Song. I seem to have never heard him call me anything else.]

Except for the word "little fox slave" in my heart.

So can she look forward to it?

"How do I call you..." Cui Huaiji deliberately dragged out the last syllable, stretched out his hand and pinched her nose with a sly smile, staring at her straight in the eyes, "Jinjin? People who were close to you in the past call you like this, it seems a bit wrong, right?"

The mellow voice seemed to have a hook.

Song Jin's ears were itching and he turned away feeling uncomfortable.

"Then how do you want to call me?"

Cui Huaiji lowered his eyes to look at the shy person, thought carefully, and suddenly asked her: "Do you have a nickname?"

Song Jin was stunned.

[Nickname... I don't have one, but my father did say that my mother gave me a name.]

But she was a little embarrassed.

Cui Huaiji looked at her unspeakable expression and became interested. "Looking at the way Miss Song looks, I guess she is pregnant?"

For a girl, her nickname can only be called by her relatives.

Cui Huaiji was so persistent in asking about her nickname that he seemed like a... hooligan.

If her father knew about this, he would break his legs.

Then I thought again, the current situation is urgent and this is not the time to dwell on this.

[We can’t let my father know about this, or else both the Marquis and I will be chased and taught a lesson.]

Song Jin closed his eyes and said, "姩姩."

"Ming-Ming?"

Cui Huaiji called softly, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

[Ah, Ah, Ah.]

[Only I can call out this name. No one else can call it out… Even Xu Nanheng can’t call it out!]

[Does 姩姩 mean to treasure something?]

Song Jin blushed.

There is no need to keep repeating this sentence in your mind!

Cui Huaiji made the final decision: "Okay, let's call her like this. Call Fu Ji once and let him hear it."

Song Jin stared at him in amazement.

[When did Lord Hou become so rogue? ]

Mimi shouts better than anyone else!

Song Jin glared at him angrily, keeping his mouth shut, as if he was determined not to say anything.

*

As night fell, the downpour became even heavier.

The wooden window creaked, and the scene outside the window was blurred by the wind and rain.

Qingwu closed the wooden window against the wind.

"Why is it raining so heavily in Suizhou?"

Qing Wu sighed, turned around and lit the candles, "My lady, how about I sleep with you tonight? This inn looks eerie."

The weather was fine a few days ago, the sky was clear and the nights were not so gloomy and cold.

Song Jin took off her hairpin and nodded, "That's good. The rain always makes me feel uneasy."

Cui Huaiji's house was right next door, so if anything really happened, he would be able to rush over in time.

After cleaning up, Qingwu blew away the candles and snuck into Song Jin's bedding.

Song Jin slept inside. The walls were cool and shady, so Qing Wu asked for an extra quilt to put inside.

"Qingwu, is it crowded over there? Come closer."

"I'm fine, my lady." Qing Wu wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, raised his eyes and looked at her, "My lady, do you still remember that when we were ten years old, we slept like this in the meditation room?"

Her words really brought back some childhood memories.

Song Jin unconsciously relaxed and was no longer so uneasy.

"Of course I remember. I still remember that a little girl was afraid of thunder and ran to me crying."

Qing Wu just mentioned it casually, but he didn't expect his wife to remember it so clearly, and he felt a little embarrassed at the moment.

The sound of vats and the smell of vats.

"How come my lady still remembers it so carefully..."

Song Jin couldn't help laughing.

After chatting for a while, Song Jin gradually felt tired.

The rain outside the window seems to be getting lighter.

The two fell asleep listening to the sound of rain.

*

The next day, the sky was bright and clear blue.

Song Jin went downstairs to have some breakfast, but saw a group of people gathered downstairs.

This was the first time she saw the people of Suizhou after coming to Suizhou for so long.

She walked to Cui Huaiji's side.

"What's going on?"

Cui Huaiji naturally held her hand and said, "Someone died in the guest inn last night."

[Someone's dead? But I didn't hear any noise last night or this morning... Could someone have drugged me?! ]

Song Jin quickly looked in the direction of the crowd.

The deceased was thrown down from the second floor.

With his limbs twisted, he was lying in a strange position, with a pool of dark blood under him.

The deceased has been dead for a long time.

Song Jin saw the body on the ground through the crowd, "It's the man from yesterday."

The one who died was the man in blue who had been staring at her with evil eyes.

The man was dressed in unusual clothes, and his identity was probably not simple. If he died in the inn, he would probably be in trouble.

Apparently Cui Huaiji also recognized this man.

There was a sudden commotion outside the door.

The people from the government office drove away the people blocking the door and strode into the inn. They first looked around the inn, and when they didn't see anyone suspicious, they told their men to start checking the inn.

There were not many people staying in the inn last night, so the investigation was quick.

It was only at this time that Song Jin learned the identity of the deceased.

The deceased was the cousin of the Suizhou prefect and the eldest son of the Cheng family.

Everyone who stayed at the inn last night was taken to their rooms one by one for individual interrogation.

Song Jin looked at the young and handsome chief in front of him and felt a little surprised.

The chief's name was Li Muyi. He had a handsome appearance and a righteous and awe-inspiring look.

"name."

"Song Jin, from Qingzhou, came here with her fiancé."

Li Muyi looked at her in surprise, and then asked, "What are you doing in Suizhou?"

Song Jin shook his head: "He didn't tell me, he said he had a surprise for me."

Li Muyi motioned for his men to take note, and then asked, "Where is your fiancé?"

Song Jin pointed at the person outside the window and said, "Where is he?"

After the interrogation, Li Muyi waved his hand to let his men leave, but asked Song Jin to stay.

Song Jin looked at him leisurely, "Master Tijuan, do you have anything else to ask me?"

Li Muyi confirmed that no one was around and carefully closed the window. "Ms. Song is from Qingzhou. How much do you know about the people of Qingzhou?"

"The governor is looking for someone? You asked me the right question. Who is he looking for?"

Li Muyi stared at the beautiful face in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke: "I... I want to find a woman, about thirty years old, with a face as stunning as Miss Song... maybe to marry into a wealthy family."

After a pause, he added hesitantly.

"Her husband should have the same surname as Miss Song."