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By the time Song Jin finished washing up, Cui Huaiji had already gone on duty.

Qing Wu watched her tie a thin ribbon around her eyes.

"My wife..."

Song Jin looked calm: "I can't stay in the mansion all the time. Manager Qin has a lot of things to do and I have to go and help him. The thin gauze won't affect it. If anyone asks, just say that my eyes were injured when I was young."

No one in Sheng'an would know whether what she said was true or not.

This excuse was perfect for her.

"I see."

Qing Wu sighed with pain.

Ever since my wife came to Sheng'an, she has encountered all kinds of worries and her body has been devastated.

Although she never mentioned returning to Qingzhou, she still hoped that she could go back as soon as possible.

Sheng'an is really a cannibalistic place.

Qingwu went to Zhaiyue Tower with her with thoughts in mind.

After noon, Song Jin finally finished the verification and prepared to return to the Marquis' Mansion for lunch.

Unexpectedly, there was an uninvited guest.

Xu Nanheng looked at her with a gentle expression: "Jinjin, can we talk?"

"Seventh Prince, we have made it clear enough between us."

Xu Nanheng's obscure eyes swept over the gauze on her eyes, still smiling: "Don't talk about us, talk about the poison you were poisoned with... and your eyes."

“…”

Song Jin knew that he came fully prepared this time.

*

"What does the Seventh Prince want to talk about?"

Xu Nanheng: "Jinjin, take it off. Without seeing your eyes, I can't be sure that my guess is correct."

Song Jin is not afraid of his tricks.

Youlan's pupils are clear and dazzling.

Xu Nanheng's expression froze for a moment, then he smiled and said, "Sure enough, Jinjin probably doesn't know what this eye color means."

Song Jin said impatiently: "Please tell me the point, Your Highness."

"You are not from Yuchao."

Song Jin was stunned: "What?"

What do you mean she is not from Yuchao? How is that possible?!

Xu Nanheng said mysteriously: "These two orchid pupils are a unique feature of the Northern Di people. If you are not a Northern Di person, how can you have pupils of this color?"

Song Jin tried to argue: "Didn't you and Yang Chaoxue collude to poison me?"

"Of course not."

Xu Nanheng didn't expect that she would think so.

If Yang Chaoxue hadn't reminded him that day, he wouldn't have known about this.

"We didn't expect you to play such a big role, but it also confirmed to me that you are not from Yuchao."

"How is that possible!"

This sentence contains too much information.

Song Jin stood up awkwardly, and Qing Wu hurriedly supported her.

In her past and present lives, how could she not know whether she was from Yu Dynasty?

It must have been made up by Xu Nanheng in order to deceive her!

Xu Nanheng raised his eyes to look at her: "Jinjin, how much memory do you still have of your mother?"

Memory... no memory at all.

Her mother died during childbirth, and it was her father who raised her.

She had only seen A Niang in paintings.

"Yes! A portrait!" Song Jin's eyes lit up, as if he had found evidence that he was not from the Northern Di people. "I've seen a portrait of my mother, and her eyes are not those of Youlan!"

"Maybe she is like Jin Jin?"

The more distracted Song Jin looked, the more satisfied Xu Nanheng was.

After saying so much, he finally revealed his purpose.

"Jinjin, I'm the only one who knows about this. Look, even Shang Cang thinks we're meant to be together. Let's go back to the way we were before, okay?"

Song Jin calmed down, "Seventh Prince, you said I'm not from Yu Dynasty, maybe just for this moment? How do I know these aren't lies you told me to get back together with me?"

Xu Nanheng was heartbroken: "Jinjin, am I this kind of person in your heart?"

"Isn't it?"

There was a look of confusion in Song Jin's eyes, and he was just about to tell everyone what he had done in the past.

Xu Nanheng's face darkened: "So, you don't agree?"

Then don't blame him.

"What if she doesn't agree to your—"

The door was kicked open.

They were both shocked.

Song Jin reacted and tied the gauze belt.

Cui Huaiji walked in with a cold face, "Come here."

The man who was accompanying me gently last night suddenly changed his expression. His face, which looked like the jade Guanyin, became more and more like the legendary killer.

Song Jin subconsciously did not dare to disobey his words.

Xu Nanheng was furious: "Cui Huaiji! This is a matter between me and Jinjin! Do you think you understand her? You know nothing about her at all!"

Song Jin was stunned after hearing this.

【What do you know? 】

Cui Huai glanced at her and said calmly: "I know better than you."

Xu Nanheng glared: "Didn't you hear what we just said?"

Song Jin's heart tightened.

"What if I heard it? What if I didn't hear it?"

Cui Huaiji sneered, took her hand and was about to leave.

[What a joke! When I first heard that you were going to kidnap Meimei, how could I sit still?]

Xu Nanheng was furious in the back.

Song Jin looked down at her and their clasped hands.

"My Lord, don't listen to him. He is lying to you."

"Yes, I know."

[I just can't stand seeing Meimei and I together, so I got angry out of shame.]

Song Jin looked at him blankly. This guy really was just imagining things.

That's good, so she doesn't have to explain.

The carriage began to move unsteadily.

Song Jin held onto the hairpin that was about to fall off, and after much hesitation, she finally decided to speak: "My Lord, I plan to leave in three days."

New Year's Eve is just around the corner, and it's only a month away.

Cui Huaiji's eyes trembled slightly, "Yeah."

His eyes turned to the gauze covering her eyes.

"What happened to your eyes?"

Song Jin turned his face away as if nothing had happened: "I hurt my eyes when I was a child. It's not a big deal. I just can't see the sunlight."

Cui Huaiji nodded and said no more.

Instead, Song Jin was puzzled.

[I said I wanted to leave Sheng An, why didn't the Marquis react at all? Wasn't he reluctant to let me leave? ]

A smile appeared in Cui Huaiji's eyes.

Of course he was reluctant to let go, but it was impossible for him to really hold the person captive.

"New Year's Eve, it's fun."

Song Jin said sullenly, "Oh."

*

All the way in silence.

Song Jin silently jumped off the carriage, lifted her skirt and ran away in a hurry.

Qing Wu was almost unable to catch up.

Cui Huaiji looked at her thoughtfully.

"Madam, you don't look well. Is that what the Seventh Prince said?"

Song Jin shook his head: "Not really, go down and have a rest."

"yes."

Song Jin was feeling irritated, but when he calmed down he noticed that the frozen snow in the yard had been cleared away.

At first glance, you can tell that it was Butler Zhao who led people to clean the place.

Song Jin's irritable mood improved slightly.

The swing began to sway gently.

Song Jin grabbed the rope, and the wind blowing in his face was a little cold.

This swing has double seats, but usually she is the only one sitting on it.

"Cui Huaiji! Whatever you said about not wanting me to leave Sheng An is just a lie! How is he any different from Xu Nanheng!"

She kicked the ground angrily.

The swing began to swing more vigorously.

squeak--

Something caught the swing.

"Mianmei, you can't say that. How can Xu Nanheng be compared with me?"

Song Jin looked at him angrily: "Did I say anything wrong? Didn't the Marquis keep telling me not to leave Sheng An?"

The other empty spot on the swing was finally filled.

Cui Huaiji leaned on the tiptoes and admitted his fault: "It's my fault. Now I won't let Meimei leave. Are you happy?"

Song Jin was silent for a moment, then said gloomily, "Not happy."

Women are fickle.

Cui Huaiji was not bothered and nodded seriously: "If I hold my daughter, she will be unhappy. If I don't hold her, she will also be unhappy. What should I do?"

A tone that was half doting and half teasing.

Song Jin raised her eyes secretly, and was unexpectedly met with his affectionate eyes, and her heartbeat seemed to pause for a moment.

The hair at the ears is messy.

Cui Huaiji reached out and tucked her hair behind her ears, then looked at her seriously: "Mianmei, will you come back?"

Song Jin deliberately contradicted him: "Not coming back——"

Seeing such poor acting skills, Cui Huaiji couldn't help but pinch her nose.

"Really? Then I don't want to let Meimei leave. Otherwise, where can I find another Meimei?"

Song Jin's eyes widened: "You clearly said you wouldn't stop me!"

Cui Huaiji curled his lips: "So, will Meimei come?"

The wind hit their chests, and the vibration was like a drum. They couldn't tell whether it was the wind or their heartbeat.

Those eyes were only focused on her; her was all he had in his heart and eyes.

Song Jin could clearly hear the sound of his own heartbeat.

"I'm...back."

In an instant, it seemed as if something was changing quietly.

Cui Huaiji's eyes became deep, and his gaze slightly dropped, falling on her beautiful lips.

All restraint is no longer oppressive.

Song Jin suddenly became nervous.

She knew what was going to happen next.

She didn't want to stop it, because... that was what she wanted too.

The distance is getting closer and closer.

Song Jin could feel his aura enveloping him.

A powerful presence that cannot be ignored.

Song Jin's eyes dodged and he was suddenly shocked.

"Master..."

She froze in her retreat.

Cui Huaiji held the back of her head and leaned down with an irresistible attitude.

"Close your eyes."

Song Jin immediately closed his eyes.

There was a warm touch on my lips.

soft.

Song Jin was so nervous that he dared not breathe, and his hands in his sleeves were pinching himself tightly.

* (Ruthlessly separated, cannot be detailed-_-)

Three days later.

Ever since Qingwu knew he was going to leave Qingzhou, his steps became much lighter.

There isn't much to bring.

We will have to come back later. The Song Mansion has everything, so Song Jin doesn’t need to bring anything with him.

Qing Wu, on the other hand, went out happily and bought a lot of things, but no one knew what they were.

"Hey, my lady, isn't the Marquis coming to see you off?"

Song Jin's face suddenly turned red, and he quickly turned his head away: "The Marquis has to go on duty, so he can't come!"

Qing Wu had no doubts and wanted to help her get into the carriage.

Only the people in the Marquis' Mansion and Zhaiyue Tower knew about my leaving Sheng'an today.

Song Jin wanted to go back peacefully.

However, someone got the news and came to see him off with great fanfare.

Looking at the huge group of people gathering at the city gate, Song Jin felt ashamed.

"The third princess, the eleventh prince."

Xu Mu glared at her: "Why didn't you tell me before you left? You don't consider me your friend, right?!"

Xu Mu also looked at her aggrievedly: "Seven, Sister Song Jin, are you leaving without even saying goodbye to Mu'er?"

Song Jin immediately broke out in a sweat. She wanted to leave secretly because she was afraid of the situation that was happening before her.

"no……"

Xu Muqing waved his hands and forgave her out of mercy.

After chatting for a few words, she suddenly came closer.

"Big sister is waiting for you outside the city."

Song Jin was surprised: "The eldest princess..."

Shouldn't Xu Li'er have left Sheng An a long time ago?