shock!Crazy criticism of treacherous ministers was dumbfounded by soft beauty kiss

Chapter 29 Instinct
The past few days have been uneven between the ruling and opposition parties.

Pei Qing's action of stopping all the snowstorm excerpts undoubtedly aroused the anger of the public. Loyal ministers and corrupt officials cursed him behind his back, and the people complained even more.

The commotion ceased when a few officials of moderate size were found dead in their own mansions.

All of them sealed their throats with a sword, and the wounds were neat and clean.The Wu Zuo sent by the government knew at a glance that it was Dongchang's handwriting, so no one dared to investigate further, declaring that those people committed suicide.

Even more coincidentally, evidence of ink corruption was also found in those official residences.As a result, these people were concluded as "suicide in fear of crime", and their family members were either exiled into the army or demoted to slavery.

As a result, no one dared to discuss Pei Qing openly, and because Princess Yuhe was about to go to the Western Night with the mission, the matter was suppressed.

But these are all things for later, after Pei Qing threw all the booklets to Liu Quan, he sent someone to Changning Palace the next day.

When Song Qingan heard Cuizhu's words, he was still a little surprised.

"Isn't Pei Zhangyin very busy these few days?"

Cuizhu hesitated for a moment when she heard the words, and said: "This... I don't know the servant girl, it's the meaning of Ning Shuiyuan."

Song Qing'an waved her hand to make her step back, lowering her eyes to think.

Why is it a bit awkward to think of meeting Pei Qing...

"Bamboo smoke."

Song Qing'an raised his voice, and after Zhu Yan came in, he said to her: "You wrap the tea leaves sent by Concubine Chen, and take them with you tonight."

Although Song Qing'an declined at the time, Jiang Zhi still sent the tea to Changning Palace.She was worrying about how to deal with it, so it seemed appropriate to borrow flowers and present Buddha.

Thinking about it, if Jiang Zhiruo knew about this, she wouldn't, and didn't dare to say anything more.

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Song Qing'an was already familiar with the way to Ningshuiyuan, he didn't need someone to lead the way, he could go to the study by himself.

At this time, she was standing under the pagoda, looking at the dim light of the candlelight shining through the carved wooden door, she hesitated a bit.

What are you thinking about.

Song Qing'an recalled Pei Qing's hug for no reason, and hurriedly threw the thought away, stretched out his hand and opened the door.

Pei Qing was still sitting in front of the desk, but she didn't even lift her eyelids when she heard the noise, she just said calmly: "The princess is here."

Song Qing'an closed the door with his hands behind his back, hummed lightly, his eyes darted around the room, feeling that something was missing...

what is it then……

Song Qing'an's eyes were fixed, and he stopped on the huanghuali rose chair under the window.

Rose chairs have always been used by ladies, and there has never been one here at Pei Qing's place, but now it suddenly appeared...

Could it be for her?

Perhaps Song Qing'an was too quiet, Pei Qing finally looked up at her: "What is the princess doing standing there?"

His eyes were calm, without any waves, and he nodded to the window: "Princess, sit down."

General Song Qing'an came back to his senses, and went to the window as he said, but moved the rose chair to Pei Qing's side, and then sat down.

It's a joke, she was so close to Pei Qing when she wasn't sitting there before.Now that we have it, how can we be farther away than then?

Pei Qing watched her move from beginning to end and did not stop her.

"Mu Zhi, I brought you some good things."

Song Qing'an felt that Pei Qing seemed a little cold, she just pretended not to know, and put the tea wrapped in bamboo smoke on the desk with a smile.

"Yesterday, the imperial concubine Chen invited me to sit in her palace. The tea in Weiyang Palace is really fragrant. The empress is kind, seeing that I like it, she sent some to my palace."

Speaking of this, Song Qing'an raised his eyebrows: "I thought I should let Mu Zhi try it, so I brought it here."

Pei Qing twirled the jade wrench leisurely: "Princess went to see Concubine Chen?"

"Your Majesty invites me, I'm a junior, why don't I go?"

Song Qing'an didn't have the slightest guilty conscience on her face, and Pei Qing knew what she said was right, but...

With her temperament, if she really doesn't want to go, there are plenty of ways.

Pei Qing didn't expose her, but just gave a noncommittal "hmm".

"What did she say to the princess?"

"Just reminiscing about the old days, Concubine Chen is gentle and kind, and getting along with her is comfortable."

Song Qing'an smiled warmly, with sincerity in his eyes.

"Our family doesn't know what's the 'old' relationship between the princess and her?"

Pei Qing laughed at her, Song Qing'an pretended not to hear, and said in a low voice, "It's just related to my mother..."

"Princess, don't blame our family for not reminding you, it's a pool of muddy water...Princess had better not go there."

Pei Qing said lazily, but pressed one hand on the tea bag and dragged it towards herself.

What he said made Song Qing'an's eyes flash, hearing what he meant... Could it be that Pei Qing knew something too?
"Mu Zhi misunderstood, I didn't mean that." Song Qing'an opened his eyes and said nonsense, "The concubine Chen told me something."

"The clothes that the imperial concubine gave me... have a problem."

Song Qing'an frowned, and became more and more sad: "But after I went back, I ordered someone to check carefully, and there was no strange smell on his clothes, and there was no foreign matter, but there was nothing wrong with it."

"I suspect that there may be something in the clothes room, but I can't cut it to see..."

Speaking of this, Song Qingan's eyes were filled with tears, and his voice trembled slightly: "If what the concubine Chen said is true, then... I have been wearing those clothes for a long time. I don't understand..."

Song Qing'an lowered his head at the right time, took out the brocade handkerchief and wiped his tears: "Even if this is the case, I still haven't found anything wrong... The imperial concubine wants to harm me so much, it really scares me..."

Sitting close to Pei Qing, she fell on Pei Qing's shoulder and wept mournfully.

Pei Qing's face was calm, but she didn't push her away, and patted her back gently with her palm as if to comfort her.

"Princess, don't worry, your current clothes are all handled by Liu Quan."

Pei Qing's voice was like jade, making Song Qing feel at ease.

Sure enough, when Liu Quan came to deliver the clothes, he must have discovered something was wrong.

Playing a full set, Song Qing'an held back some tears, and said in fear: "But if there is no Mu Zhi...wouldn't I..."

Saying that, Song Qing'an blinked, tears were about to fall again.

"Mu Zhi, I don't want to swallow this breath."

She went full circle, and finally revealed the purpose of her trip.

Seeing her tearful, her eyes slightly red, Pei Qing knew that Song Qing'an was faking it, but she stretched out her hand and wiped the tears with her fingertips. He asked, "Then what does the princess want to do?"

Song Qing'an was silent for a moment, then got up and sat in Pei Qing's arms.

She looked innocently: "I'm afraid that walls have ears, so let's talk to Mu Zhi sooner."

Pei Qing was silent. Those who have the guts to come to Ningshuiyuan to be the ear of the partition wall are probably tired of work...

Song Qing'an's hair was slightly loose in a bun, with a few locks of black hair hanging down, making her look even more fragile.She moved closer and whispered in Pei Qing's ear.

……

"Our family didn't know that the princess had such good plans."

Pei Qing tilted her head slightly, not letting Song Qingan get so close anymore.

Seeing Pei Qing dodging, Song Qing'an turned around and pulled the distance between the two of them again: "Pei Zhangyin has been in this position for many years, and he must have seen a lot of dirty things, right?"

She put one hand on Pei Qing's shoulder, and gently stroked his skirt with the other.

"I grew up in the deep palace since I was a child, and I have seen things no less than Pei's palm print. So..."

The corners of Song Qing'an's lips twitched slightly, and one hand was already inserted into his clothes: "Pei's palm print is wrong. For the people in the palace, this is not a scheming."

Pei Qing's lacquered eyes darkened, and she grabbed Song Qing'an's wrist.And she seemed unaffected, still speaking softly.

"...It's instinct."

(End of this chapter)