Raise a wolf cub to be a minister

Chapter 309 309, come to the door in person

When Song Guohui received the news, he was in the Small Buddha Hall.

When she heard that Zhao Congxuan was sent back in a coma, she raised her eyebrows slightly, but she didn't have much mood swings.

"Please invite Guozijian to come in, serve tea in the main hall, and open the side door to let the carriage come in, let Luqiao go to the Xuanlan courtyard with Xuan'er first, clean up for the princess, and then let the doctor go to help the princess look look."

"Yes, son-in-law." The concierge took the order and went down.

Song Guohui stood up from the futon in a slow manner, walked slowly to the door, reached out to take the open umbrella in Qinglin's hand, and stepped into the rain.

The rain splashed on the umbrella and poured on the ground, splashing water and staining Song Guohui Yuebai's clothes.

Song Guohui didn't care at all, and walked towards the outside of the bamboo forest step by step with a green and black umbrella in his hand.

Qinglin followed closely behind.

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When Wu Chengming received the invitation to enter the mansion, he was very flattered. It would be good if he didn't drive him away in this situation, and then he couldn't help but sigh, this son-in-law is really good-natured.

When Song Guohui came to the front hall, Wu Chengming had already sat there drinking half a cup of tea.

In his eyes, Song Guohui was dressed in moon-white clothes, holding a green ink-colored oil-paper umbrella in his hand, leaning forward slightly to cover it up, walking in the rain, Song Guohui walked step by step, as if he had stepped out of a painting, even if his face was blurred You can't see it, but you can't help but look crazy.

Seeing Song Guohui enter the door, Wu Chengming withdrew his trance thoughts, got up quickly and saluted, "Master Consort."

This son-in-law is really beautiful, and his face is so attractive without seeing it, no wonder the eldest princess directly robbed him back then.

"It's polite to offer wine." Song Guohui said polite words, but he didn't move away. Instead, he received a salute from Wu Chengming, and then missed him and walked towards the main seat.

Wu Chengming didn't think it was wrong at all. After all, the other party was theoretically a nobler existence than him, especially at this moment he was wronged.

"Sit with wine." After sitting down, Song Guohui called Wu Chengming to sit down.

"Thank you consort." Wu Chengming smiled apologetically and sat down.

"Drink tea."

"Okay, okay." Wu Chengming picked up the half-drinked cup and took a sip.

"I don't know what happened? Why was Xuan'er sent back in a coma?" Song Guohui started a serious inquiry.

Wu Chengming swallowed, and glanced at Song Guohui. Song Guohui was only looking at him questioningly, but he felt trembling inexplicably. Could it be because of his guilty conscience?

Song Guohui was not in a hurry, and slowly took a sip of tea from the cup at hand, showing elegance in his posture.

Seeing that Wu Chengming couldn't help swallowing again.

After drinking the tea, Song Guohui raised his eyes slightly to look at Wu Chengming, and his light glance almost made Wu Chengming kneel directly, and Wu Chengming was covered in cold sweat instantly.

"Is it inconvenient to talk about the sacrificial wine? But Xuan'er is in a coma, and if you don't tell me why, I really can't explain it when the eldest princess comes back."

At this time, Song Guohui had already put down his cup, and he looked a little anxious and a little worried and panicky.

Wu Chengming raised his hand and rubbed it for a look. He couldn't tell whether it was an illusion earlier or now.

Then he rubbed and rubbed, only to find that Song Guohui in front of him was still a little anxious, worried and frightened.

"No, it's not inconvenient to say, it's just that the lower officials are afraid. After all, it was the lower officials' dereliction of duty that caused Princess Minghui to go into a coma. The lower officials' crimes are unforgivable."

(End of this chapter)