Song Yayu's face turned cold and he shouted: "Is this the morality of our Nanwang Palace?"
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Song Yayu said coldly: "Why didn't I see Qiu Ju's residence when I came here?"
Everyone was as silent as a cicada, no one dared to speak.
Song Yayu shouted angrily: "Say!"
No one answered, and there was a dead silence in front of the mausoleum. Song Yayu responded angrily and said with a smile: "Okay, very good. Our Nanwangfu prides itself on being grateful, but we do ungrateful things. It's really good."
A man who looked like a housekeeper frightened and said: "My lord, calm down. I will immediately order someone to repair the wooden house for Miss Qiu Ju. As soon as it is used, the house will be ready."
"If you make excuses, you should be punished."
"Your Majesty, please calm down." The servants of the Song family apologized in unison.
"Do it now. If you don't do it well, you don't have to go back to the palace. I, Prince Nan, can't accommodate you."
"Yes, yes, I obey." After saying that, all the servants got up in a hurry, ran quickly to the forest, and got busy.
Song Yayu Han looked slightly relieved, with a look of shame on his face, and said in a deep voice: "General, I didn't think well about this matter, which made Qiu Ju suffer. Hey, I didn't expect it to be like this."
Li Luo hummed softly, looked at the place where Qiu Ju had gone, bowed heavily, and said to Song Yayu very tiredly: "Your Majesty, let's go back."
The group of people came in a hurry, but left in a moment. Different from the leisurely appearance when they came, they all felt a little downcast when they returned.
Along the way, Li Luo seemed to be thinking about something and was silent. Song Yayu didn't speak either, looking rather dull.
About half an hour later, Li Luo suddenly said: "Your Majesty, Li Luo has offended a lot. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
"Why did the general say this? It's the fault of Nan Wangfu. If I can't bear these words, how can I be a husband?"
"It's just that I feel unhappy, and it also makes the prince angry. The prince is Li Luo's elder, and Li Luo looks like this. He is unworthy of the dead soul of the princess."
"The general's words are serious." Song Yayu sighed and said harmoniously: "It would be even more chilling if the general had no feelings. This seems inappropriate, but it just means that the general is a man of temperament, not a cold-blooded person.
As a righteous man, I have only respect and no resentment at all.
To be honest, even if there is more than one general in the world who dares to question me like this, there are very few of them. Sometimes people should listen to harsh words before they can reflect on themselves."
Li Luo thanked him lightly without saying anything else. Song Yayu glanced at Li Luo with a look of unbearability. Maybe he just treated Li Luo like Princess Funing's nephew for just a few seconds.
After returning home, Li Luo apologized and went back to his room.
Song Ya Yu Ming's servants were not to disturb Li Luo, and all the food and other supplies were sent to the guest room. He also said a few words of relief, which was very sad.
However, Li Luo's expression remained the same as before, no sadness or strange expression. He returned the greeting calmly and left.
Nanwang Mansion, back hall.
Song Yayu brewed two cups of fragrant tea, and Yu Hongyan stood in front of the window with Song Yayu on her back.
The fragrance of tea lingered. Song Yayu took a sniff and praised: "It is indeed a good tea. Madam also came to taste it."
Yu Hongyan didn't turn around, but suddenly asked: "Are you going to Luofengpo today?"
Song Yayu's hand holding the tea paused slightly, then raised it again, took a sip, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, Marquis Dingtian is going to pay homage to Funing. I am both a husband and a client.
I had no choice but to go with him."
"Oh, it's time to go see Funing." Yu Hongyan turned back to the couch, flicked the hem of her clothes, and sat down, without even looking at Song Yayu.
Song Yayu lowered his head and looked at the few wisps of smoke floating in the mouth of the cup, and said lightly: "What, I shouldn't go?"
"How could my husband think so?" Yu Hongyan stretched out her bare hands, picked up the tea cup softly, touched her red lips, and said with a sweet smile: "It is indeed good tea."
Song Yayu was silent, and Yu Hongyan sighed quietly and said: "Fu Ning can be regarded as a concubine. It's a pity that God is jealous of Hongyan. It would be good to go and see her to save her loneliness."
The aroma of tea filled the whole room, but for some reason Song Yayu felt that the food was tasteless.
After a while, Song Yayu continued: "Today I met Funing's maid from back then. She was also loyal and has been waiting beside the tomb for so many years."
"Has she met Dingtianhou?"
"Well, I also had a few words with Marquis Dingtian."
Yu Hongyan showed her pretty eyes, looked at Song Yayu, and asked softly: "What did you say?"
Song Yayu was slightly astonished and recounted in detail the conversation between Li Luo and Qiu Ju in front of Sunset Fengpo. Qiu Ju's words were accurate, and she could not forget what she had said.
I missed the section about Li Luo's gaffe.
After hearing this, Yu Hongyan smiled softly and said, "This maid is called Qiu Ju. I didn't expect that she is so good at speaking. After all, she was born in the palace. A maid can be so good."
Song Yayu frowned and said in a deep voice: "Madam, is there anything wrong with this? My husband thought about it carefully on the way back, and I can't see anything strange about it."
"Perhaps I am too preoccupied. Since Qiu Ju wants to stay, let her stay in Luofengpo."
"Well, I have ordered people to monitor you secretly. If there is any abnormality, I will report it to the mansion immediately."
Yu Hongyan nodded noncommittally and concentrated on tasting the tea in front of her. Song Yayu frowned slightly and disappeared.
A few moments later, there were other important matters in the mansion. Song Yayu left the back hall. Yu Hongyan stood at the door of the house and looked at Song Yayu's retreating figure with a strange expression.
He suddenly smiled and said: "The Song family harmed the princess, and His Highness avenged her. This woman really had ulterior motives. It's a pity that such a good life was lost in vain. It's sad and pitiful."
After saying that, she murmured to herself: "You must have guessed that the gaffe is fake and the murderous intention is real. What do you think?" Yu Hongyan tilted her head slightly, as if she was a little happy.
, and gently closed the door.
Living room, courtyard.
It was still the same stone chair as last night. Li Luo was sitting in the courtyard. Leng Bing, Li Yuanxi and Zhu Zhi were sitting around. Li Luo looked indifferent and chatted with the three of them for a few words. Zhu Zhi shared everything he had seen and heard in Nancheng in recent days.
When I reported to Li Luo, if there might be something novel, Li Luo asked carefully and never missed a single word.
Just looking at the grand situation of Yangnan, Song Yayu is indeed a good ruler, knows the way of combining vertical and horizontal lines, and has the talent to manage the country.
While they were chatting, Zhu Zhi mentioned today's visit to Princess Funing. He also admired Qiu Ju, but it was a pity that he was too sad to die and was unwilling to leave with Mu Tianlang's soldiers.
Just as Zhu Zhi was sighing with emotion, Leng Bing suddenly said coldly: "You only think she is loyal?"
Zhu Zhi was stunned and didn't know why. He touched his earlobe and asked cautiously: "Young Master Leng, is there something wrong?"
Lengbing snorted coldly and said in a cold voice: "Didn't you hear the meaning of her words?" (To be continued.)