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Also surname Song?

There are not many families with the surname Song in Qingzhou, and even fewer who are rich.

Song Jin thought of his mother.

It completely meets Li Muyi's requirements.

"Are you sure that the girl will marry the Song family?"

Li Muyi hesitated, as he himself was not sure about the woman's information.

"I don't know the details. Maybe her last name is not Song...but her appearance is definitely not inferior to Miss Song."

Song Jin held his forehead and sighed, "The information you gave me is too vague. I can't help you. I'm sorry."

Hearing this, Li Muyi did not show any disappointment.

Hearing Song Jin claiming to be from Qingzhou, he asked just to give it a try.

Qingzhou is too far from Suizhou, and he has important business to attend to in Suizhou, so he cannot spare the time to look for her.

Thinking of this, Li Muyi sighed: "I'll send the young lady out."

*

After the interrogation was completed one by one, Song Jin and others were temporarily free of suspicion and were able to leave the inn.

Earlier, Cui Huaiji sent Shi An to rent a house.

They will be staying in Suizhou for a while, and it is not convenient to stay in a hotel all the time.

Moreover, Cui Huaiji couldn't stand those who looked at Song Jin with evil eyes.

The house is in the east, far away from the center of Suizhou, and there are not many people coming and going.

Song Jin wandered around and asked: "What are you going to do next, Lord Hou?"

"Let's observe for a while. Your Majesty and I suspect there are spies in Suizhou."

"Xizuo?" Song Jin was surprised. "Is he from Beidi?"

Cui Huaiji nodded: "Yes, although Beidi has no intention of entering the palace now, people from Beidi have been entering the territory of Yu Dynasty in recent years, and Suizhou still has a problem..."

Song Jin suddenly realized.

[It seems that the Marquis came to Suizhou not only for the rebels, but also for spies. They suspect that the rebels are collaborating with the Northern Di? ]

Cui Huaiji glanced at the person in deep thought and said nothing.

There is currently no evidence to prove that there is a connection between the two, so we can only wait and see for a while.

Song Jin looked up at him: "What about the prefect..."

"Don't rush to hand it over to the prefect yet. Do you still remember what happened at the inn?"

Seeing Song Jin nod, he continued speaking.

"Except for that prefect, the others seem to have... ulterior motives. I suspect that some of the prefect's people have already rebelled."

Those who worked in the government office were all officials, and when selecting people, those with bad intentions or ulterior motives would be eliminated.

As the prefect of Suizhou, he kept such a person by his side, which made people suspicious.

Song Jin carefully recalled the group of people he saw in the inn.

It was exactly as Cui Huaiji said, except for a few individuals, the faces of the others looked different.

She frowned: "If it is true as Lord Hou said, then Suizhou is like a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth for us, isn't it?"

"A sheep falling into a tiger's mouth?" Cui Huaiji looked down at her, the sarcasm on the corners of his lips undisguised, his arrogance very arrogant, "Whether it is a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth or a tiger falling into a wolf's mouth, it is still unknown."

Song Jin was stunned.

Immediately he smiled.

She underestimated Cui Huaiji.

*

There will be no more rain in Suizhou tonight.

The twinkling stars popped up like bamboo shoots after rain, extremely dazzling.

Qingwu had never seen such a prosperous starry sky.

"Look, my lady!" She pointed at the brightest star in the sky with great joy. "It's the North Pole! I have never seen so many stars before."

The sky in Qingzhou is not as clear as that in Suizhou, so naturally you can't see so many stars.

Song Jin also had many feelings.

"Madam, please come out more in the future!"

Qing Wu thought back to the days in Qingzhou and Sheng'an. There were endless accounts to check and problems to deal with all day long. How long had it been since his wife had a day of relaxation?

Song Jin understood what she was talking about, and said with a sad look: "After we finish taking care of Sheng An's matter, we will go back..."

In fact, she herself didn't know whether such a day would come.

She could still handle the breakup on her own, but the subsequent issues involved the rebels, which were too serious for her to handle.

Maybe, she won't be able to leave Sheng'an alive... At least, Qingwu must go back alive.

As the two were absorbed in appreciating the starry sky, a dark shadow approached quietly.

Qing Wu was about to turn around and say something when he caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye and was immediately shocked.

"My wife—"

Song Jin looked puzzled, and the next moment, a huge pulling force clamped her shoulders, and a cold chill climbed up her neck.

She immediately realized that she was being held hostage.

The person behind her was petite, with a cold fragrance floating in the air, and the arm that was holding her was trembling slightly.

Song Jin smelled a strong smell of blood mixed with the cold fragrance.

The visitor didn't seem to have any intention of hurting her.

Song Jin immediately calmed down and soothed Qing Wu with his eyes, "You are injured. You will die if you don't treat it."

"Shut up!"

The woman's voice was trembling slightly.

She controlled Song Jin with one hand and held the sword with the other to threaten Qing Wu not to make any sound.

Qing Wu repeatedly assured that he would not bring anyone from the mansion here.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

Song Jin knew she couldn't delay any longer.

"Qingwu, go get the medicine box."

Qing Wu glanced at the woman hesitantly, "...Yes."

The woman seemed surprised by her reaction and asked her doubtfully, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Song Jin was certain that she would not kill herself. "If you want to kill me, just slash my neck with your sword. Why threaten my maid here?"

The woman raised her eyebrows and looked at her differently.

Suddenly, there was a huge fire outside the wall, and hurried footsteps were approaching the house where they were.

Song Jin: "You brought it here?"

The woman gritted her teeth, raised the sword with difficulty, and put it back on her neck.

"Be quiet!"

“…”

If he hadn't seen the sword in her hand shaking violently, Song Jin would have believed her.

You are really strong.

Song Jin sighed, simply grabbed the sword blade, and pushed it away with a little force.

With a clang, the sword fell to the ground.

The woman couldn't hold the sword at all. She had managed to hold on until now and now her willpower was almost gone. She fainted unwillingly.

Song Jin squatted down and took off her veil.

"It's you?!"

There were footsteps approaching outside the yard.

Song Jin looked down at the woman, thought for a moment, turned around, picked up the sword without hesitation, and slashed his arm hard.

Suddenly, blood gushed out and flowed down his arm.

It emitted large patches of blood.

*

Li Muyi led his men into the house.

Shi An narrowed his eyes slightly, as if to stop them.

Cui Huaiji stretched out his hand to block them, then raised his eyes to look at the group of people and said, "It is not appropriate for the governor to break into my house in the middle of the night."

Li Muyi clasped his fists and apologized: "I am following the orders of the prefect to hunt down the murderer. I am sorry to bother Mr. Cui."

Cui Huaiji still refused to give in. "There are women in the mansion, and the governor is making such a big fuss..."

Li Muyi thought of the young lady he saw during the day, and then looked at the extraordinary Mr. Cui in front of him, and had to admit that the two were indeed a good match.

He had an inexplicable fondness for the young lady, as if it came from his blood.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Then we'll have Mr. Cui take us there."

Cui Huaiji then nodded with satisfaction and took them to Song Jin's courtyard.

After a while, a group of people met Qing Wu at the Moon Cave Gate.

Cui Huaiji saw the medicine box in her arms, frowned slightly, and observed Li Muyi silently.

"Qing Wu, what's going on?"

Qing Wu seemed to be frightened by the people in the government office, and trembled as she spoke: "Madam, Madam was practicing sword in the yard just now, and accidentally cut her arm..."

Cui Huaiji's face changed drastically. He didn't care about the group of people following him and rushed into the house with big strides.

"姩姩!"

The house was filled with the smell of blood, the basin on the table was filled with bloody strips of cloth, and there was a bloodstain all over the yard.

Cui Huaiji's heart ached. No matter whether the blood was Song Jin's or not, it made his heart skip a beat.

"Why are you so careless?"

Li Muyi ordered others to search the yard, and then he walked into the house, looked around, and walked to the bed.

Watching Cui Huaiji bandaging the wound of his fiancée with great concern.

Li Muyi frowned: "Is Miss Song seriously injured?"

People who practice martial arts always have a keen sense of smell.

He could smell a strong odor of blood in the house, and just now he saw a bloody piece of cloth in the basin at the door. His arm was cut by a sword, but he could still do this.

Song Jin knew that these people were very vigilant and not so easy to fool.

"Thank you for your trouble, Lord Tiju. It's my own fault for being so stubborn and insisting on practicing swordplay." She lowered her head apologetically and whispered to Cui Huaiji, "Fuji, I won't do it again next time. Please don't be angry~"

Cui Huaiji finally got his wish and heard the word "Fu Ji" from her mouth.

If this situation weren't the case, he might be happier.

I bandaged her wound with great concern.

"Next time, when you practice swordplay, don't be so sneaky. Can I really stop you?"

Song Jin stuck out his tongue and said playfully, "I know, Fu Ji."

The two of them were being so intimate as if no one was around, which made Li Muyi, who was standing nearby, feel really embarrassed. After making sure that there was no one else in the room and searching the room with his men, he apologized and left the house.

Cui Huaiji closed the door expressionlessly.

"Who are you hiding?"

Song Jin lifted the quilt and hurriedly asked Qing Wu to come over to treat her wound.

Pointing at the person on the bed, he said, "Does Lord Hou have any impression of her? She was the young lady who was at the inn that night."

The one who sneaked into the house and abducted her tonight was the young lady in crimson dress who was in the guest inn last night.

She had just heard that this young lady was the murderer of the inn. Although she didn't know why she wanted to kill that person, Song Jin instinctively felt that she had to save her.

"That man is the prefect's cousin. Since this young lady wants to kill him, she must know a lot of things. Why don't you wait until she wakes up and ask her?"

We need to investigate the situation in Suizhou right now, and this young lady is indeed a breakthrough.

Cui Huaiji nodded and asked Shi An to go find a doctor.

"What's with your hands?"

Song Jin's eyes began to wander.

Cui Huaiji's face darkened slightly. "Did you really cut yourself?"

[Aren’t little fox slaves the most afraid of pain?]

Song Jin coughed. She was indeed afraid of pain.

"The situation is urgent, and I don't have time to think too much. If I don't make some injuries, I won't be able to cover it up."

Cui Huaiji felt powerless.

He turned her head and forced her to look at herself.

Song Jin heard him say:

"Don't hurt yourself next time, no matter who it is, not even me. Remember that."

Song Jin blinked, and the worry and self-blame in his eyes did not seem fake.

Cui Huaiji was really worried about her.

My heart feels warm.

Song Jin stared into his eyes and promised word by word: "Okay, I'll remember it."