The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

The return carriage needed to be prepared for Qingyin. It happened that the servants who came here had not had time to unload all the things, which was a good thing for Qingyin. The servants quickly prepared Qingyin's carriage and luggage.

Qingyin returned to the carriage with the comfort of Song's mother and her daughter's obedient greeting.

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When Song Fengqing diligently ran several miles in the mountains and finally caught the two little foxes, he saw that the yard was empty except for his sister.

Song Fengqing was holding a little fox in one hand in a panic. Because of catching the little fox, his face was covered with dirty mud that he didn't even notice: "..."

Well, what about my beautiful, pretty, gentle and kind sister who is so old?

Song Yuebai looked at Song Fengqing, who had the same silly look on his face as himself, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. His hands itched and he punched his silly brother again.

"Don't look, my sister is home."

"Nian Nian is sleepy and is sleeping."

Song Fengqing was surprised: "What about me, the fox?"

Song Yuebai rolled his eyes. "You just caught a wild fox outside, and you didn't train it before giving it to Nian Nian. Do you really want Nian Nian to get bitten?"

"Oh~"

"Let's go. We have something to discuss. Pack up and come over here."

Song Fengqing looked down at his dirty self, curled his lips slightly, and muttered softly: "I am manly, but you can't wait to take a bath eight hundred times a day."

"What did you say!"

Song Yuebai spoke softly.

Song Fengqing was startled, "You can hear this."

Song Yue rolled her eyes at him and said, "You're almost writing the words 'curse me' on your face."

"Okay, go take a shower."

"Oh."

……

Fighting speed After taking a shower, Song Fengqing quickly ran to Song Yuebai's room.

"Why did my sister come back home?"

Song Fengqing knew that he was not very smart, but he was not stupid either. He asked his cunning brother directly.

Song Yuebai glanced at him calmly and said seriously, "Someone might have seen your current appearance, and they will probably send someone to investigate you."

Hearing that someone was coveting his beautiful sister who had just returned, Song Fengqing was furious and his nose was snotting with anger.

"He dares!"

Song Yuebai glanced at him and said, "That's why you have to keep a close watch tonight to see if any unfamiliar faces appear near our village."

"Remember not to alert the enemy. Remember, our sister was originally out recuperating when she suddenly fell ill and returned home. Only mother and Nian Nian came to visit Zhuangzi, understand?"

Song Yuebai's tone in the second half of the sentence was particularly emphasized.

Song Fengqing understood his brother's purpose and nodded seriously.

It’s better not to let him find out who is coveting my sister, otherwise he will put a sack on him and beat him up.

Song's mother and Nian Nian, who were in the same room, were completely unaware of the two brothers' conspiracy.

Qingyin probably had some guesses, but she couldn't answer Song's mother and Nian Nian.

On the way back, perhaps because of the accident at the farm, the whole journey was smooth and we arrived at the back door of the Song Mansion and entered the mansion.

Although Qingyin had been sitting in the carriage and was not tired, she was still a little exhausted after spending almost the entire day in the carriage.

As soon as she returned to Huilanju, Qingyin couldn't help but lie down on the recliner.

Qinghe felt a little sorry for her young lady.

It was obvious that her young lady had stayed in the house for so long to recuperate, and she had finally begged the lady to go out, but she was forced to come back and stay in the house because of those men.

"Miss, it's all those people's fault. They forced you to come back."

Qinghe complained on behalf of Qingyin, her face pouting in anger.

She had an oval face, but she was pissed off and turned into a pancake.

Qingyin wanted to laugh, but if she laughed out loud one of the maids would definitely get embarrassed. She curled her lips slightly and said, "Okay, I'm a little tired from the journey. Qinghe, please massage my legs for me."

"Yes, my lady, I was with you and didn't even notice that your legs were uncomfortable."

When Qing He heard that her mistress was actually tired, she hadn't noticed it yet, and a look of self-blame appeared on her face. She didn't bother to complain to her mistress, and hurried to the recliner to massage her mistress's calves.

"I was wrong. The legs are on my body. How would Qinghe know if I didn't tell her?"

Qingyin smiled and stared at Qinghe with bewitching eyes.

Qinghe's face turned red and her eyes began to drift.

He didn't dare to look at his own young lady. Ever since she left the Liu Mansion, her appearance seemed to have undergone a secondary development and became more and more enchanting.

Even if she stayed by the young lady's side every day, she wouldn't dare stare at her directly, for fear that she would be embarrassed if she saw her infatuated look.

Qingyin looked at Qinghe, whose ears were red and who dared not look at her anymore. She curled the corners of her mouth slightly, stopped talking, and quietly flipped through the storybook in her hand.

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same moment.

The imperial palace in the capital, the East Palace.

The prince looked at the kneeling secret guard and said in a dangerous tone, "You said that the manor belonged to the Song family. No beautiful women were found there. Only the two brothers of the Song family took their mother and the daughter of the eldest daughter of the Song family to the manor to relax and have fun."

"Yes, Your Highness." The secret guard knelt on the ground, cold sweat soaking his back, and answered respectfully.

The prince frowned, "Impossible, I clearly saw a stunning woman and the back of a little girl about three or four years old."

The secret guard shook his head. "The eldest daughter of the Song family is now three years old. But I have repeatedly asked about the young lady Your Highness mentioned, but no one knows."

"The manager was very tight-lipped and didn't tell the truth."

The prince was silent for a while. Although he found it unbelievable in his mind, the eldest daughter of the Song family was most likely the beautiful woman he had seen.

"What about Song Qingqing?"

"I inquired, and it seems that the young lady originally wanted to go, but because of her illness, she fell ill before leaving and was forced to stay at the manor and did not go to the manor."

"I went to the Song Mansion tonight, and a servant of the Song family did see their eldest daughter at the mansion."

……

After the secret guard finished speaking, the environment in the inner room became so quiet that it was a little scary.

The prince played with the ring in his hand.

So if it’s not the eldest daughter of the Song family, who could it be?

The prince fell into deep thought.

After a long while, he said, "Check it out. Keep checking it out carefully."

"Even if that woman is not a member of the Song family, Song Yuebai and the others must be related to her."

"Yes, Your Highness."

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In the evening, Song Fengqing, who had been climbing on a tree near the house all night and being sucked blood by mosquitoes, finally waited until the faint breath left and jumped down from the big tree where he was staying.

He ran excitedly to Song Yuebai's room.

"Sure enough, someone is checking up on my sister!"

Song Yuebai was lying on the bed. In the dark night, his eyes were as dark as ink and his expression could not be seen.

"Sure enough, things are taking a turn for the worst."