The general's wife is too naughty, she starts to flirt with him

Song Qingci watched the carriage getting farther and farther away from him, and Chunhe stuck her head out of the carriage and waved goodbye.

Two guards assigned by Song Qingci sat on the shaft of the carriage. The rest of the people surrounding the carriage were all arranged by Chu Huaian.

This scene looks quite intimidating.

Song Qingci turned and looked at Chu Huaian, "Lord Chu, we can leave now. To be honest, this prince's consort is really very sleepy and needs a good rest. Lord Chu, please lead the way quickly."

After saying that, he yawned, covering his mouth with his sleeve.

Shan Li half-hugged him distressedly, looking at Chu Huaian with unfriendly eyes, "Master Chu, please lead the way quickly, my wife is tired!"

Chu Huaian could only nod in agreement.

After tossing and turning for most of the night, he found nothing and brought back two difficult clients. He was also very depressed.

Chu Huaian wanted to give up his main house to Song Qingci and others, but she refused.

"You should live in Lord Chu's house by yourself. If we move in, it will be very unpleasant if the people outside hear about it. Lord Chu should just arrange a nice courtyard for us. It's better to be quiet. I don't want to be disturbed by irrelevant people."

Song Qingci disliked Chu Huaian very much. If she really lived in his house, she would be disgusted by the sight.

Finally, they lived in Piaolingyuan.

It really met Song Qingci's requirements. It was elegant and refined, yet secluded and quiet.

After everyone else had left, Nanny Wan said, "This was the yard where Ling'er and I used to live."

Song Qingci was a little surprised, "You don't live in the main courtyard?"

It is really surprising that the wife and daughter live in such a place.

Perhaps because they were afraid people would talk about the remoteness of the courtyard, the scenery and some of the furnishings here were considered exquisite and elegant.

But if you look more closely, you will find that all these exquisite features are superficial.

If you really want to make arrangements, it won't cost you much money or effort.

There's really nothing particularly good inside.

“It’s quiet here.”

Qin Wanjun didn't expect that after such a short time, she would be able to return to this place again.

Nothing has changed here.

I don’t know if no one cares, or if no one remembers the things and people here.

Song Qingci couldn't bear to see herself being sad again, so she assigned her a task directly.

Let her draw the picture.

A map of this palace.

Where is the main courtyard, where is the warehouse, where is the front hall, and where is the backyard.

No matter how big or small, the more detailed the better.

For Qin Wanjun, this was not a difficult task, so she agreed immediately.

"While you're at it, write more about the important people in this mansion, their personality traits, and their taboos. The more detailed, the better."

Qin Wanjun still nodded and agreed.

When she was about to leave, she couldn't help but ask, "I wonder if my senior brother..."

Song Qingci interrupted her before she could finish her words, "Madam Wan, don't worry, he is safe now. Be careful, there are ears. You go down first."

Qin Wanjun stopped talking and left immediately. She was very familiar with this Piaoling Courtyard.

She can rest anywhere.

Chunhe and the others had just left the city.

Because the people who were escorting them were Chu Huaian's men, they were able to leave the city very smoothly and their boxes were not forcibly opened for inspection.

Just took a quick look.

Chunhe was a little nervous, but she held it in.

Only after she came out did she start breathing heavily.

Only then did she open the note that the lady had quietly slipped into her hand.

The light was dim, and she struggled to see what was written on the note. Shocked, she crumpled the note and looked towards the pile of boxes of varying sizes...