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On the day of New Year's Eve, before daybreak, the people of Qingzhou had already gotten up and cleaned their houses.

Song Jin has slept particularly soundly these days.

It’s still more comfortable to live in the Song Mansion.

"Is the lady awake?"

"woke up."

Qingwu brought her maid in to help her wash and comb her hair.

People visit relatives and friends during the New Year.

The new dress Song Tan prepared for her personally was a red-collared, pleated skirt with a front opening and a cute fox embroidered on it.

Song Jin changed into new clothes and ran to find him happily.

“Father!”

When Song Tan saw her new clothes, he praised her profusely.

"The house needs to be cleaned, so you can take Qingwu out to play."

As he spoke, he took out a red envelope and gave it to her.

The red envelope contains the winning money.

Song Jin happily took Qing Wu out of the house to play.

Song Tan shook his head lovingly, rolled up his sleeves and prepared for the most important farewell dinner.

The task of visiting neighbors was naturally left to Song Jin.

It was getting dark and birds were flying across the sky.

Song Jinyi was still reluctant to leave, so he said goodbye to his last friend and went home with a bag full of snacks.

"Grandma and Grandpa are still as enthusiastic as ever!"

Qing Wu was also walking beside her, holding a bag of things.

Hearing this, he just smiled.

"By the way, where's Shi An?"

Qing Wu thought for a moment, "I seem to have heard from the old man that Shi An wants to help him."

"Then let's go back!"

*

Of course, the New Year's Eve dinner should be saved for the evening.

The whole house was bustling with activity.

Song Jin likes this kind of liveliness.

The tragic death of all the members of the Song family in her previous life was lingering in her mind.

It was the source of her nightmares every night.

"Jinjin!"

There was a round table in the yard, and Song Qin stood beside the table and waved to call her.

Song Jin came back to her senses, and a smile burst out from the corner of her eyes, like a blooming lotus, throwing itself into his arms.

"I miss my father's farewell dinner so much!"

Song Qin scratched her nose and said, "Okay, sit down and eat."

Shi An was forcibly pulled in by him.

"You are my savior, there is no reason for you not to sit at the table, sit down!"

Shi An was at a loss and looked at Song Jin for help.

Song Jin tilted his head and started chatting with Qing Wu.

"Come on, Shi An, let's have a drink!"

Shi An gritted his teeth and drank the glass.

Song Jin looked at the two with a smile, "Shi An, how do you feel in Qingzhou? Are you more comfortable than in Sheng An?"

Everyone in Sheng'an is very scheming, and it's too stressful to get along with them.

The people of Qingzhou are simple and hospitable.

Shi An did not deny this.

He suddenly remembered the people he had seen on the street during the day.

"Madam, I think I saw Meng Shu here."

Song Jin's smile froze slightly: "Meng Shu? Shouldn't he be next to Xu Nanheng?"

Song Tan blew his beard and glared: "Could it be that he still has evil intentions? Don't worry, if Xu Nanheng dares to come to our house, father will kick him out!"

Beating the prince is absolutely unacceptable.

Song Jin quickly comforted him.

This topic is over.

Qing Wu noticed her look, smiled and pulled Song Qin over to talk about what happened in Sheng'an.

Song Qin listened carefully and did not notice that the two people opposite him were talking in a whisper.

"From the look of Meng Shu, it seems that one of his arms has been disabled?"

Song Jin was shocked: "Isn't Meng Shu Xu Nanheng's right-hand man? How could Xu Nanheng be willing to abandon him?"

Shi An shook his head.

A disabled arm was not a serious matter to them, but they were afraid that Meng Shu would lose more than just his arm.

Song Jin was confused about the current situation and said thoughtfully: "Go find Meng Shu tomorrow. If you can find him, bring him to see me."

In his previous life, Meng Shu was an indispensable aid in Xu Nanheng's ascension to the throne. Without him, would Xu Nanheng's path to becoming emperor still be stable?

Song Jin admitted that he had intended to sow discord between the two from the beginning.

But Meng Shu's current situation was not what she wanted to see.

Over there, Song Tan dragged Shi An to drink again, and when they were deeply in love, they actually started to put aside the things from their youth.

Seeing that things were about to get out of control, Song Jin hurriedly pulled him away from Qing Wu and sent him back to the house to rest.

The host left the table, and the New Year's Eve dinner was about to end.

Song Jin led people to clean up the mess.

"Madam, you go back and rest. Qing Wu and I will clean up."

"Yes, my lady, it's rare for you to come back to Qingzhou, you should go to bed early and recover."

Song Jin paused, "Okay, I'll go back."

It’s still early, I definitely won’t be able to sleep.

After Song Jin finished cleaning himself, he suddenly saw a book on the low table. He walked closer to take a closer look and found that it was Sheng An's most popular storybook, "The Marquis's Journey to Marry a Wife."

Song Jin: ...

"It must have been brought back by Qing Wu!"

The author of the story has not updated for a long time.

Song Jin recalled the previous plot and his face suddenly turned red.

The plot of the dream within the dream still made her feel ashamed.

I caught a glimpse of Nuan Yu standing beside me.

"This piece of warm jade..."

In fact, Song Jin never knew the origin of this warm jade.

After kissing Cui Huaiji that day, he took the warm jade out from her lapel and told her to keep it well.

When she asked further, she found out that this piece of warm jade was the only legacy his mother left him.

The entire Cui family was confiscated, and the property was passed around for several times before finally falling into the hands of Cui Yuyao.

At that time, Cui Yuhuai was already the queen of the harem and she knew that she could not leave any weaknesses for herself, so she gave this piece of warm jade to Cui Huaiji.

In her eyes, Cui Huaiji needed this relic more than she did.

That was the first year that Cui Huaiji reappeared in the eyes of the world, and it was also the year in which he experienced life and death and depended on the fox slave for survival.

"Mianmei, if you accept my warm jade, you will be mine."

Song Jin was touched in his heart, but he said stubbornly: "Isn't this something that the Marquis forced upon me? It doesn't count!"

"Okay, I'll start over."

*

Song Jin lay on the bed playing with the warm jade. His fingertips felt warm, and it was very suitable to be tucked in his arms in winter.

She is most afraid of cold, so Nuanyu is the most suitable for her.

Song Jin grabbed Nuan Yu and got into the quilt.

A strange laugh came from inside.

After a while, Song Jin showed her head with a flushed face and thought seriously about her relationship with Cui Huaiji.

It's definitely not okay to be a benefactor.

And, and... they had kissed each other, Cui Huaiji had no choice but to admit it!

Cui Huaiji always teases her, so this time she should take the initiative and find an opportunity to confess her feelings, right?

She...really wanted to see Cui Huaiji blushing.

So, in public?

Song Jin covered his face again embarrassedly.

Let me think about it again...

*

A few days later, it was daybreak.

A ray of light fell on Song Jin's face.

There was a continuous chirping sound coming from outside the house.

Song Jin twitched his eyelids and was reluctant to get up.

"Qing Wu, what happened outside? Why is there so much noise?"

Qing Wu pushed open the door, lifted the curtain and walked in: "My lady is awake, so why don't you guess who is here?"

Um?

Song Jin opened his eyes in a daze: "Ah, who is it..."

Who could come with such a large force?

Qing Wu couldn't help laughing and whispered something shocking into her ear.

"It's the Marquis!"

Song Jin suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight.

"who?"

"Cui Huaiji???"

"Where is he?!"

Qing Wu: "It seems that he is talking to the old man. When I passed by, I heard the marquis say that he came to see his wife..."

A breeze passed across my face.

Qingwu blinked, and the person on the bed disappeared.

"Qing Wu! Get some water, I need to wash up!!!"

Can't let Cui Huaiji see her like this, it's too ugly!

Half an hour later, Song Jin carefully put on makeup, changed into her new dress, and stood in front of the door, ready to go.

On the way here, Song Jin kept asking Qing Wu how she looked today. Qing Wu repeatedly assured her that she looked perfect today, and only then did she relax a little.

Take a deep breath and open the door.

"Father, Lord Hou."

The sound in the house stopped abruptly, and the two of them looked over at the same time.

Song Qin almost choked on the tea in his mouth.

Dressed so beautifully!!!

Cui Huaiji raised his eyebrows slightly.

[Mianmei looks really good in this outfit, she is worthy of being my Meimei.]

Song Jin coughed lightly to ease his blushing face.

"What is Dad talking about with Lord Hou?"

Song Tan watched her sit beside Cui Huaiji unselfconsciously, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "In this case, I will speak frankly. If the Marquis wants to kidnap Jinjin in front of me, he has to get past me."

Cui Huaiji bowed and said, "Mr. Song, please feel free to speak."

Song Tan: "What is Jinjin's favorite thing?"

Cui Huaiji: "I don't have a favorite. I like everything that is new and cute."

Song Tan was surprised: "Jinjin is afraid of the cold, yes and no."

Cui Huaiji said without hesitation: "Yes."

Song Tan frowned: "Jinjin has a bad sleep, what should I do?"

Cui Huaiji was confident: "It will be used to attract the scented silk and help her fall asleep."

“…”

How could Cui Huaiji know these private things? !

Song Tan glared at the guilty Song Jin with a look of regret.

Not good enough!

Song Qin took a deep breath and decided to release the ultimate killer: "When I was a child, I made mistakes in school and was beaten and scolded by the teacher. I came to me crying, is that right or not?"

Cui Huaiji remained silent.

It sounds a bit like something Song Jin would do.

But it felt wrong.

[Ah, when was I ever scolded by the teacher? I was clearly praised by the teacher for being smart! ]

Cui Huaiji curled his lips: "No."

Song Qin paused: "Jinjin is studying business, and I took the blame for her when she poked the basket, right?"

This question becomes more and more tricky the more you ask it.

Almost all of them were Song Jin's childhood experiences, which Cui Huaiji had no idea about.

Song Tan was clearly trying to make things difficult for him.

But his cotton padded jacket was leaking.

Song Jin looked confused.

[What the hell is Dad doing? Wasn't it me who cleaned up the mess for him that time? And you're praising me for my talent in business? ]

"cough!"

Cui Huaiji lowered his head and tried to suppress his laughter. This was the truth.

“…No.”

Song Jin looked at him in surprise.

[How does Lord Hou know so much about my childhood? ]

It was as if he was there too.

Cui Huaiji realized that it was too late to find a replacement.

Above, Song Qin was speechless.

He was sullen for a moment and waved his hands, not wanting to see them.

"That's enough, get out now."

"Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. Take Lord Hou to have a good look around Qingzhou."

"Yes, Dad."

Song Jin was so happy that he seemed to ignore his emotions.

Song Qin felt a lump in his throat again, and simply closed his eyes, hoping not to see it.

"Mianmei, will you take me away?"

Song Tan suddenly opened his eyes, "What did you call her?!"

Song Jin's heart skipped a beat, thinking something was wrong. He grabbed Cui Huaiji's hand and turned and ran away.

"Song Jin! How can you just tell others your nickname?! What did your father tell you? Tell me back!!!"