The royal family reads her mind, and the cannon fodder daughter creates the Feihou Mansion

However, for a hypocritical and insidious person like him, it can only be said that he deserved this fate.

Knowing that Song Yunxi had no way to explain, Zhu Xuanheng came to her rescue: "If you do too many bad things, God will not let you go."

Song Yunxi smiled awkwardly and responded: "Master Zhu is right, God will punish her."

Well, she is that God.

After asking Madam Zhu to go back to her room to rest, Song Yunxi seemed to be hesitant to speak.

[How should we tell the old Taifu Zhu clan leader that the daughter-in-law is actually a descendant of the Wei clan of the previous dynasty? They want to adopt the child to the Taifu Mansion, just to take down the position of Taifu without bloodshed. ]

Not only the old Grand Tutor, but even Zhu Xuanheng is the future Prince Grand Tutor chosen by Emperor Qinglong. As long as he can become the legitimate son of the Grand Tutor's Mansion, he will be able to inherit the position of Grand Tutor in the future and easily put the imperial power in the hands of the Wei family again.

The old tutor and his son broke out in cold sweats after hearing this.

They thought of many possibilities, and even thought that they were related to the Wei family, but they never thought that they were descendants of the Wei family.

[Now if you go to Luogu Town, a hundred miles away from the capital, you will find a Weijia Village there. That is the village where the Wei family gathers. ]

Who would have thought that even though Emperor Taizu used thundering means to massacre the capital, he still failed to completely eradicate the Wei family.

The Jin'an Dynasty has gone through many generations of emperors, yet they have grown stronger right under their noses.

No, this matter must be reported to the Emperor immediately and the people of Weijia Village must be massacred to avoid future troubles!

Both father and son saw each other's firm ideas in each other's eyes, but before they could implement them, Song Yunxi's voice sounded again -

[It would be useless even if we wiped out the entire village. Only the old, weak, women and children are left in the village. The descendants of the Wei family who can take charge have now infiltrated every corner of the capital and even the border. It would be a futile effort if we don't dig out these thorns.]

In the end, Song Yunxi left the Taifu Mansion only after indirectly reminding the old Taifu that the grandson of Clan Leader Zhu was of suspicious bloodline.

"Father!"

Both father and son knew that the other could hear Song Yunxi's thoughts. Zhu Xuanheng was really undecided: "This matter is very serious. Should I report it to the emperor?"

"You must report this to the Emperor."

The old master did not hesitate at all, but solemnly told Zhu Xuanheng: "But we can only say that this is what we found out. You must not tell anyone that you can hear Xi girl's inner thoughts, otherwise I'm afraid that girl's life will be in danger!"

The girl's identity and background are enough to make people fear her. If others knew that they could hear her inner voice, they would probably accuse her of being a seductive monster. By then, not even Song Wentian and Sheng Yunshan would be able to save her.

Zhu Xuanheng also thought of the seriousness of the situation and promised solemnly: "Don't worry, father. I understand!"

The old master was still relieved about his son, but he still warned him carefully: "Don't reveal a word to Yuanniang, remember?"

It's not that he doesn't trust his daughter-in-law, but it concerns Song Yunxi's life. It's too weird to be able to hear her inner voice. He is afraid that she will not be able to accept it for a while and reveal any clues.

Zhu Xuanheng was slightly startled, and immediately understood his father's worries and intentions: "Don't worry, father, this matter is only known to me and my son, and we will never reveal a word to anyone else!"

After the father and son finished their conversation, the old tutor hurried into the palace.

When Song Yunxi opened the carriage curtain, she saw Qin Xubai, dressed in white and extraordinary, sitting in the carriage.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Qin Xubai poured a glass of plum blossom wine and handed it to her: "Master sent someone to bring it to you."

Song Yunxi drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, revealing an expression of enjoyment: "I really want to go back to Shengyun Mountain!"

Qin Xubai rubbed her head lovingly: "After everything in the capital is settled, we will go back to Shengyun Mountain."

"it is good!"

Although she said yes, she knew that with her brother's talent and ability as well as his ideals and ambitions, it would be impossible for him to live in seclusion in Shengyun Mountain forever.

But it doesn’t matter. She will help Big Brother with whatever he wants to do in this life, and she will also help him realize his ideals and ambitions.

In the Jin'an Dynasty... no, in this continent, my eldest brother will become the youngest and most accomplished prime minister.

How could Shen Zhikang, that mediocre trash, be compared with the big brother?

After she had eaten and drunk her fill, Qin Xubai asked her, "Have you mentioned the matter of Weijia Village to the old tutor?"

It was from Jiang Yanting's friends that he got the clue about Weijia Village. Qin Xubai sent out secret guards to find out where the Wei family lived.

"I felt that it would be a bad idea to say it too clearly, so I mentioned it to the Master in a subtle way."

Qin Xubai also felt that she was right. Who was the old tutor? If she explained it clearly, it would only backfire and arouse his suspicion, causing unnecessary trouble.

It would be good to stop at this point. With the old tutor's intelligence, there is no way he wouldn't understand it.

"well-done."

The carriage passed by General Dingguo's mansion. Song Yunxi hesitated but still asked tentatively: "Brother, don't you want to go back and take a look?"

Qin Xubai glanced at the plaque of General Dingguo's Mansion that passed by his eyes, and lowered his eyelids to hide all his emotions: "I'm not going."

There is no so-called empathy in this world. If you have not experienced the same pain, you are not qualified to say words like forgiveness and letting go.

So Song Yunxi would not persuade him.

When the familiar coldness spread throughout his body, a simple little hand covered the back of his hand. The warmth of the palm seemed to go straight to the depths of his heart, warming up his cold body and heart.

"Brother, we are here, we are here at all times!"

Qin Xubai raised a gentle arc at the corner of his lips: "Yes, I have you!"

When he gave up in despair, it was his master who gave him hope to live, and it was his fellow apprentice and the beautiful girl in front of him who melted his frozen heart.

He lived his whole life for them and would do everything he could to protect them.

Afraid that he would recall unhappy memories, Song Yunxi changed the subject: "Brother, will you come with us to the palace this time? Maybe we can even chat with Aunt Queen!"

"It is inconvenient for me, a commoner, to enter the palace. It is better to let Zi Che go with you. Don't be too aggressive. Let him help you solve the problems you encounter. The identity of the eldest princess's legitimate son is still very useful."

"Don't worry, I know how to do it."

Song Yunxi looked disgusted and said, "I want to see what that old man is up to by organizing such a tacky flower-viewing banquet."

Chongzheng Hall.

The old man who was despised by Song Yunxi sneezed and asked Eunuch Sun: "Isn't the day of the flower viewing banquet coming yet?"

Eunuch Sun shook his head helplessly. The emperor asked about the flower-viewing banquet every day, and he didn't know why he was looking forward to it so much.

But he still replied humbly: "Your Majesty, it will arrive in two days."

Emperor Qinglong murmured in a low voice: "Why are there still two days?"

I don't know what's wrong with me, but I get so angry when I hear that little girl scolding me in her heart all day long that I want to pick her up and give her a good beating.

But when I can't hear it anymore, I miss it so much that I have no peace in my ears.

According to what that little girl said, isn't he being a masochist?