Author: Liuyun Hairpin

Liu Quan knelt on the ground, with Pei Qing's black soap boots in front of him.

"what happened?"

"My subordinate... my subordinate had found out where Xie Hesi was hiding, but when he took people there..."

"Turn out it was a trap, huh?"

Pei Qing interrupted Liu Quan's reply, his words were indifferent and straightforward.

"stand up."

Liu Quan froze, then slowly straightened up.

"I couldn't find anyone, so I even sent one of my own people in." Pei Qing lowered his eyes and looked with no emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at a dispensable thing.

"Liu Quan, has Ansheng lived too long?"

Liu Quan was sweating coldly, but he didn't dare to beg for mercy. He froze there as if his soul had been lost.

"Let's leave this matter to Wei Ping for now."

Pei Qing glanced at Liu Quan again, then raised his feet and left. Liu Quan relaxed and sat down on the ground to calm his heartbeat.

It's too bad... He didn't even punish him with the palm mark. Could it be... that he was completely disappointed in him?

Liu Quan's face turned pale. He struggled to stand up and walked out in a flash.

——

Over in Qinzhou, not long after Emperor Liang's decree arrived, the Xiye delegation also arrived.

It was a coincidence that Xiyeyuan had not agreed to let the envoy go to negotiate peace, but seeing that the envoy was already within the boundaries of Qinzhou, he had to agree even if he didn't agree.

Yening Achu and Song Qinghuai each had a tacit understanding. They pretended to have secret talks in the tent for several days, and finally came out together to express the end of the peace negotiation.

Song Qinghuai actually didn't like the second prince Xiye who looked very similar to him, especially when he mentioned Song Qing'an.

The final result was a truce between Daliang and Xiye for thirty years. During this period, Xiye had to pay tribute to Daliang twice a year, and Xiye's troops in the border areas had to retreat hundreds of miles.

Compared with the previous conditions, these are considered to be better. After Yening Achu conveyed his intention to Xiye, he received a happy reply from the King of Xiye. General Dahe was released and returned to Xiye with the delegation.

When I first met General Dahe, I felt that he looked strange. He seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"General, have they treated you badly?"

"No." General Dahe frowned, seeming to struggle for a while, and then said seriously to Yening Achu: "Your Highness, I think there is a hidden reason for the defeat of Xiye."

He did not lower his voice when he said this, so everyone in the envoy looked over. Although most of them were from Yening Achu, he quickly stopped General Dahe from continuing.

"There are many people with mixed eyes. General, please don't mention it again."

Yening Achu's face was cold: "If the general really feels that something is fishy, ​​he will definitely explain it to his father after returning to the court. It will not be too late for the general to mention it at that time."

General Dahe was convinced and said no more.

After the peace talks were over, Song Qinghuai and Qiu Wenhua sent the delegation out of the city gate together.

Qiu Wenhua said with profound meaning: "Your Highness, this mission comes as timely as rain."

"It's probably a coincidence."

Song Qinghuai smiled warmly and did not deny it.

Qiu Wenhua took a deep look at Song Qinghuai: "It's okay if it's a coincidence. I'm worried that someone did it deliberately."

Song Qinghuai met Qiu Wenhua's eyes without hesitation: "Don't worry, Governor Qiu, if there is such a person, I will find him no matter what."

Qiu Wenhua laughed a few times and didn't answer any more.

He did admire His Highness, but he always felt that His Highness was a little too perfect.

Qiu Wenhua knew very well that Song Qinghuai was a prince, and as long as he was not executed, he would always have the possibility of ascending to the highest position. After this incident, although everything seemed to have nothing to do with Song Qinghuai, everything was slightly related to him.

Qiu Wenhua was worried that Song Qinghuai would do something harmful to the country for his own sake. His worry was not unreasonable.

It's just that he suspected the wrong person.

After all, the person who planned all of this from beginning to end was Princess Zhaoding, Song Qing'an, who was far away in Beijing.

After the results of the peace talks were reported back to the capital, Emperor Liang was delighted. Grand Master Jiang and Jiang Zhi also hinted at the harem, and Emperor Liang immediately issued an order to summon the second prince back to the capital.

Following this decree, Changle Palace closed its doors to thank guests, and Prime Minister Liu took leave during the court meeting the next day.

Song Qing'an was really happy, so he dug out the wine jar and drank with Zhu Yan. Song Qing'an fell first, and Zhu Yan barely stayed awake and pulled Song Qing'an to bed, and then he lay on the edge of the bed and fell asleep.

"Princess, Zhu Yan, wake up quickly."

When Cuizhu came in the next day, she couldn't help but rub her forehead when she saw the appearance of the master and servant.

Song Qing'an opened his eyes in confusion, and then heard Cuizhu continue: "Eunuch Xuanyuan is coming soon, princess, get up and freshen up quickly."

Zhu Yan was still better than Song Qing'an, and she woke up when Cuizhu entered the palace. After hearing this, Zhu Yan immediately stood up, and together with Cuizhu, she pulled Song Qing'an up from the bed.

Several people hurriedly finished dressing up Song Qing'an, and the person who announced the decree just arrived.

"...Moved to Mingguang Palace. I admire it here."

Are you going to move the palace?

Song Qing'an took the imperial edict and narrowed his eyes secretly.

Mingguang Palace... isn't that a palace... very close to Ningshui Garden?

The location of Mingguang Palace is subtle. To the east, the palaces and gardens are densely packed, while to the west, they are too remote. In the southwest, there is a dense forest. Behind the dense forest is Ningshui Garden.

That was what she saw on her first trip to Ningshui Garden.

Pei Qing...

Speaking of Pei Qing, even though I haven't seen him for a long time, there are still many things missing from him. There are more and more strange things in Changning Palace every now and then.

Or the little clay figurines made of candied haws among the people, or the jewelry rouge from the largest gold and silver shop in Beijing, or the rouge shop. Song Qing'an always felt a little headache when faced with these things.

The ones that can be eaten are fine...but as long as the other things are kept in the palace, they will always be discovered.

Even so, Song Qing'an still liked it a little bit, with a bit of a sour feeling.

She was in a daze, it had been a long time since she had felt so cared for by someone.

Song Qing'an lowered his eyes and looked at the bright yellow silk spread out on the table, thinking silently.

Pei Zhangyin...if you treat me so well, I will...repay you.

"Princess, Happy New Year is here."

Song Qingan came to his senses at the right time and put away the imperial edict.

She stood up, looked at the New Year greeters entering the hall, and said with a smile:

"Happy New Year, father-in-law, I have something to ask you for help."

"What's up?"

Pei Qing rarely returned to Ningshui Garden. Not long after he sat in the study, he came to see him in the New Year.

"Thank you for your palm seal. Princess Zhaoding invites Master Zhang Yin to the Plum Garden."

Pei Qing was silent, put down the letter in his hand, and looked down at the New Year's greetings with deep eyes.

…

He finally went to Meiyuan. The weather had gradually warmed up in the past few days, but it was still cold at night.

Pei Qing put on the crane cloak and walked among the plum trees, feeling like the light, wind and moonlight.

In the deserted plum garden, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Under the distant moonlight, the girl's long hair was tied up with a silver hairpin, and the tassels on the hairpin swayed slightly, reflecting the fine light.

He Nian, who was leading the way, quietly stepped aside when he saw this, and then left quietly.

Pei Qing paid no attention to He Nian's whereabouts, and only stared at that figure.

But when he saw the person in front of him turned his face slightly as if he heard the movement behind him, the small half of his face was clearly that of Song Qing'an.

She raised her hands in front of her, and after a moment, the cloak fell to the ground and was piled at her feet.

Pei Qing's dark eyes looked at the graceful figure outlined by the thin dance clothes.
Chapter completed!