Chapter 86: Already Hated



Everyone looked at Su Juan, very shocked. How many lovers did Song Qianfan have?

Looking at Xianyun playing the pipa, Su Juan felt emotional, [What a pretty girl, but unfortunately she has poor taste and fell in love with Song Qianfan. ]

After hearing Liu Miaoqing and Su Juan say that she was pretty and Song Qianfan's favorite, Xie Xun stood up and took a look. "I think this Miss Xianyun is just average. She plays the pipa quite well."

I really can't tell that Song Qianfan likes this.

His words attracted the attention of several other people.

Su Juan looked at Xie Xun and said, "You have very high standards."

[Xianyun's appearance is well-known in Beijing, but Xie Xun finds her average.]

Xie Xun waved the fan in his hand and said, "I have high standards, but if we talk about beauty, Miss Liu is still prettier."

Liu Miaoqing, who was dragged out by Xie Xun, remained silent. Su Juan, who was standing beside her, spoke for her, [Slippery tongue.]

Xie Xun immediately felt wronged, and urged Song Qianhang, who was drinking silently, "Song Qianhang, why don't you say something? Is Miss Xianyun not as pretty as Miss Liu?"

Su Juan and Liu Miaoqing immediately looked at Song Qianhang.

[Song Qianhang is not as smooth-talking as you. ]

At this time, Song Qianhang put down his wine glass, looked at the three people, and under the gaze of three pairs of eyes, he said, "It's really average."

Su Juan: "......"

But he did not respond to Xie Xun's words, but just looked at Su Juan while speaking.

Su Juan didn't think much about it and turned around to look at Xianyun on the stage.

Liu Miaoqing changed the subject and sighed casually, "I don't know who this Miss Xianyun's sweetheart is. She is so worried about him."

[It's worse than a dog. ]

Su Juan looked at Xianyun and thought: [Song Qianfan is actually quite powerful. Xianyun is so concerned about him. I guess she was sad before because of his marriage and concubine. I don’t know how he coaxed her.]

[If you ask me, this Xianyun is stupid. She has been famous for so many years, and there must be many people who want to redeem her. She can probably redeem herself with the money she saved. But she stayed in Baihua Tower for Song Qianfan, hanging around so many nobles and asking for all kinds of information for him.]

The three of them were slightly startled. The brothel had close contacts with people of all kinds of identities. If Xianyun was willing to help Song Qianfan find out, it would be a great help to Song Qianfan.

Song Qianfan is really painstaking and can even make full use of a brothel girl.

[She worked so hard for Song Qianfan, but did she really think that he would be able to redeem her and marry her in the future? ]

[In the end, he just gave it away to please others.]

Su Juan felt sad but did not sympathize. Xianyun had many more choices than other girls in the brothel. She could choose someone who was sincere to her or redeem herself. However, her ambition was high and she was obsessed with things that were beyond her control.

She remembered that the night Xianyun committed suicide was New Year's Eve. She jumped from a tall building holding her pipa, implicated many people below.

The case caused a sensation for several days before she remembered that there was such a thing. She heard that the person was from Baihualou and played the pipa very beautifully.

Liu Miaoqing never expected that the girl sitting there playing the pipa would have such an ending in the future.

Song Qianhang poured himself another glass of wine, but he was thinking in his heart, since this Xianyun was the person who was gathering information for Song Qianfan, why not use this Xianyun to convey some good news?

He swirled his fingertips around the rim of the cup, his thoughts becoming increasingly deep.

...

At the same time, in the palace, Song Qianfan had already found out that the reason why Liang Yin's husband went to the Jingzhao Prefecture government office to file a complaint was because he was instructed by someone else, and that person was a deputy general under King Han.

"It's the King of Han?" Yu Ting, who had just returned to Beijing, was surprised!

"Why did the King of Han target you?"

Song Qianfan's eyes were dark. "Perhaps it's for the position of crown prince... Prince Heng has no hope of competing for the crown prince. Now in the eyes of Prince Han, the only one who can compete with him is my father. He has no way to start with my father, so he has to target me."

He looked at Yu Ting and said, "Your Majesty has no children and is now old. If you want to appoint a crown prince, my father is the most suitable. After all, my father is your Majesty's brother from the same mother."

"Cousin, you have to help us respect the palace."

Yu Ting was very loyal and patted his chest. "How could I agree with the King of Han when he acted so despicably?"

"We are family, cousin, don't worry, I will definitely support the prince."

Song Qianfan smiled, "In that case, thank you very much, cousin."

Yu Ting smiled, "It's not a big deal, but there's really not much I can do to help. I hope my cousin doesn't mind."

After all, the King of Han had a large army under his command, and the Ministry of War was full of his people, while he only brought 50,000 soldiers with him, which was not enough in front of the King of Han.

Song Qianfan said, "You are returning to the capital today, but His Majesty has allowed you to rest for a day and report back to the palace tomorrow. This shows that he values ​​you. You have made a contribution this time. When you return to the palace tomorrow, His Majesty will surely reward you in front of all the civil and military officials. I think he will keep you in the capital. Don't underestimate yourself."

Yu Ting laughed and patted him on the shoulder. "In that case, I will accept your good words."

The two talked for a while. Yu Ting looked around and asked, "By the way, I haven't met my sister-in-law yet. Can you introduce her to me?"

Song Qianfan's expression suddenly dimmed, with a bitter smile on his face, "The person has already left. Even if I wanted to introduce you, I don't have the chance."

Yu Ting was surprised, "Why did you leave? What happened?"

He had just heard a while ago that Song Qianfan got married, and it was the Majesty who arranged the marriage. He guessed that the girl was a good one, otherwise the Majesty would not have arranged the marriage.

But how come such a short time passed and the person left?

Song Qianfan shook his head and sighed, "I was the one who let her down first... Now her heart is not here, and I can't keep her."

Seeing his cousin looking sad, Yu Ting frowned and asked, "What happened? Tell me."

Song Qianfan then recounted what had happened recently.

Yu Ting was immediately indignant, "F**k!"

"How can there be such a shameless woman in this world? Even if you took a concubine first, you were deceived. Besides, it is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. But she is so jealous and still goes out to show her face!"

"The Xie family is so shameless. It's ok for them to hook up with those indecent girls, but they even don't let married men go!"

He patted Song Qianfan on the shoulder and comforted him, "Fortunately, His Majesty's heart is with you. It's better to divorce such a fickle woman. Your cousin is a dragon among men, and there will be a better future waiting for you in the future."

Song Qianfan lowered his eyes, shook his head and sighed, "I just feel unwilling in my heart. I have never treated her harshly, but she treats me like this..."

As he shook his head and sighed, he glanced at Yu Ting out of the corner of his eye. He knew this cousin too well. He was a straightforward and reckless man without much wisdom, and he put his family first.

If I don't show weakness, how can I get his full support?

As expected, Yu Ting had already thought of venting his anger for his injured cousin. He wanted to meet Su Juan and see what this fickle woman looked like.

At this time, Su Juan had no idea that, thanks to Song Qianfan, she had been hated by others.


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