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After returning from Wen Xiangzhu, Shen Jiayu briefly told Song Qinghong some of the things he had heard.

Some things were beautified, and the couple was worried that Song Qinghong would not be able to bear it.

Shen Jiayu hesitated for a long time about the truth of what happened two years ago, but still couldn't tell her. He would have to tell her about this matter eventually, but the time was not right and he couldn't tell her now.

At least she could not tell it until Song Qinghong's health improved.

Given Song Qinghong's current physical condition, if I tell her about this, I'm afraid she will be sad and upset for a long time.

The question that had been puzzling Song Qinghong finally had an answer. She smiled bitterly, feeling that it was ridiculous, and also that He Congshuang was very pathetic.

"She is so pitiful." Song Qinghong thought for a long time but only said these four words.

After today, there will no longer be a person named He Congshuang in Kyoto, and all the past events will slowly fade away.

Song Qinghong didn't want to be stuck on this matter for the rest of her life, so she thought about it for a night and let it go.

"Although she was sent out of Kyoto, there is still no result of what happened back then. It would be great if that matter could have a result one day." Song Qinghong was reading a book by candlelight and suddenly let out a sigh.

Shen Jiayu listened to it, looked at his nose and said awkwardly: "There will be such a day. As long as it is man-made, everything will have a trace."

We don’t know when the day when the truth will come out will come, so we just have to wait patiently.

The three-day deadline soon arrived, and Shen Jiayu had tried many times, both overtly and covertly, to get Song Qinghong to go out.

In fact, Song Qinghong is not difficult to deal with. The difficult one is Song Yuanbai, a complete sister-con.

He was watching her very closely, and even when the deadline was approaching, he still didn't agree to let Song Qinghong go out.

Song Qinghong was really frustrated. It was good to stay at home, but she couldn't stay at home all the time. Seeing that she couldn't persuade Song Yuanbai, she had to go find her father.

"Daddy, I want to go out for fun. It doesn't take long, just half a day." Song Qinghong rarely acted like a spoiled child.

Prime Minister Song saw that she was in good spirits, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "Qing'er's health has been checked by the doctor, and she is already well. Since Qing'er has been away from home, she likes to go out for a walk. Go, and take Qu Chi with you."

Qu Chi, who never follows the beaten path, is standing on the roof at this moment. The conversation inside the house is very low, but for a martial artist, he can still hear some normal conversations.

He jumped down from the roof and walked slowly into the house.

"Don't worry, Prime Minister. I will stay with the young lady and protect her." Qu Chi placed his right hand on his chest and said with his head slightly lowered.

With him around, Prime Minister Song naturally felt at ease.

Prime Minister Song had spoken, and Song Yuanbai didn't know what to say. He repeatedly told Qu Chi to protect Song Qinghong well. Then he sent several people to Song Qinghong to stay by her side and protect her.

Song Qinghong didn't want to be too conspicuous, so the people she sent to protect her were all disguised.

Shen Jiayu, who witnessed the whole process, had an awkward smile on his face. It seemed that things had gone wrong this time.

I hope Wen Xiangzhu isn't plotting something, with so many people watching...

What else can he do.

It was impossible to get rid of so many guards. When Song Qinghong went out for a trip, Shen Jiayu guided her all the way to the Tea Lane in the west of the city.

The moment Song Qinghong went out, Wen Xiangzhu also went out to the tea lane, found the most eye-catching teahouse, sat down by the window, and waited quietly for Song Qinghong's arrival.

The relationship between them is very subtle, not very familiar, but not unfamiliar either.

Song Qinghong was a little thirsty after walking around. Shen Jiayu said there was a teahouse here that served good tea, so she followed him.

As soon as Shen Jiayu entered the tea alley, he saw Wen Xiangzhu sitting by the window with a smile on his face.

I was originally worrying about how to find the teahouse that serves good tea, but when I came in, I saw several women with starry eyes standing outside the teahouse, looking at the second floor with admiration.

"Miss, the teahouse is over here." Shen Jiayu pointed to the teahouse.

Song Qinghong looked in the direction of her finger and saw that the room was already packed with people, and there were many people watching outside.

Business is good, with so many people coming in to drink tea, I guess there must be something unique about it.

Shen Jiayu led Song Qinghong inside. Downstairs was a place for individual customers to drink tea, and there were no seats left.

"Three gentlemen, what would you like to order? Unfortunately, the downstairs is full today. There is a private room upstairs. Why don't you go upstairs?" The waiter walked up and said with a smile.

Judging from the way these three people are dressed, they must be from wealthy families. In Kyoto, they are either rich or noble. It is definitely right to recommend the private room upstairs.

The waiter was thinking secretly in his mind, and when Shen Jiayu heard that there was still room, she immediately asked the waiter to take them there.

"Please show me the way to the private room upstairs."

"Okay, the three of you please come this way~" The waiter's smile became even more intense. He stacked up the guests, bent over and made a gesture of invitation, then took them to the private room upstairs.

Shen Jiayu took a look and saw that the private room next door was where Wen Xiangzhu was.

It seems that this is the room that Wen Xiangzhu left on purpose.

As Shen Jiayu expected, this was indeed left by Wen Xiangzhu. After the waiter led them in, he turned around and went next door to find Wen Xiangzhu to claim the reward.

"Sir, these two girls..."

"Here, take it. Do you remember everything I just said?"

"Hey!" The waiter took the bag of silver coins that Wen Xiangzhu threw to him, "Remember, I've memorized it all and will never forget it. Don't worry, sir!"

The waiter happily took the money, closed the door and went to do what he was supposed to do.

Wen Xiangzhu poured himself a cup of tea, sipped it carefully, moved his ears slightly, raised his eyes to look at the roof, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Song Yuanbai really loves his sister. He only asks so many guards to follow him when he goes out.

He put down the teacup and looked at the scenery outside the window.

In the private room next door, Song Qinghong was sitting at the table. Shen Jiayu and Luqi were pouring water and fanning her.

Song Qinghong took the water brought by Luqi and drank it in three or two gulps. Although she was very thirsty, she still had to observe etiquette.

Shen Jiayu couldn't help but sigh, this posture was amazing, she would never be able to do it in her lifetime.

"You've been following us for a whole day. There's no one else here. Sit down and take a rest. Have some tea." Song Qinghong put down her cup and looked at them. Then she fixed her eyes on Shen Jiayu. "Jiayu, you've been here before. Which teas are good? Why don't you recommend some? Ask the waiter to bring some over."

Shen Jiayu's heart skipped a beat. Doesn't she know?

This is also my first time here. I just took a look at the menu in the hall when I came in and memorized a few dishes, but I have no idea how they taste.

We might as well give it a try. If it doesn't taste good, just think of it as her taste being peculiar and explain it to her.

Just as Shen Jiayu was about to speak, there was a knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom——"