Chapter 271 Frankly speaking, the existence of the Liu family in the capital
Song Yihuan lay down in front of the window, sighing in a low voice.

"Yihuan, tell me, is it... is there something wrong with the Li family, is it they threatening you, is it because you are controlled by others?"

Song Nuoyan's voice was visibly trembling.

Hearing the worry in his words, Song Yihuan turned her head and said helplessly: "Second brother, this involves a lot."

She glanced at the stool not far from the window, moved it to the window and sat down slowly.

Song Nuoyan stood in front of her, with the same gloomy face as before: "There is a lot of involvement? No matter how big the involvement is, it shouldn't pull you in. Is there some ulterior secret in the Li family, or you discovered something, If they found out, they had no choice but to marry?"

I have to say that Song Nuoyan's imagination is powerful enough, but it's a pity that he has nothing to do with the facts.

Song Yihuan put her arms in front of the window and propped her chin: "No, if you want to know, I will tell you, but if you know this, let a third person know about it, and at least it must not be heard by anyone within the next three years. .”

She believed in Song Nuoyan's mouth, and believed that the other party would never lose the chain in business matters.

After getting the expected result, Song Nuoyan's face recovered a lot.

He moved a chair and sat in front of Song Yihuan like this, as if listening attentively.

"It all started when my father and mother returned to Lotus Village..."

Time passed without knowing it.

The business of Changle Square is very good, the guests come in waves one after another, Zheng Qingshan stands guard in front of Song Ruolan, and Wei Ning leads the guards to patrol the lobby, beware of troubles and tricks.

The private room on the upper floor was guarded by Long Wu and his subordinates, and no one could take a step closer.

Half an hour passed, and with what Song Yihuan said, the expression on Song Nuoyan's face changed like a palette.

Until Song Yihuan had said almost everything she had to say, she got up and went to the table to pour a cup of tea.

After she drank three glasses of water and walked up to Song Nuoyan with a teacup full of warm water, the other person's face was still shocked, unbelievable, and absurd.

Song Yihuan brought the tea in his hand to him, but Song Nuoyan hadn't turned around yet.

As a last resort, Song Yihuan reached out and pushed his shoulder: "Wake up, drink a glass of water first."

This action forced Song Nuoyan to come back to his senses. He blankly glanced at the teacup presented to him, but he didn't intend to take it, so he opened his mouth: "You..."

The voice was hoarse as hell.

Song Nuoyan even felt a little pain in his throat, and then he moved stiffly, but quickly took the teacup in Song Yihuan's hand, and drank it down in one gulp.

He held the empty teacup tightly in his hand, and stared straight at Song Yihuan.

"You mean, the young master of Li's mansion is the eldest son of today, and the eldest son of Empress Wen Xian, Long Sun, will be the one who sits on that chair in the future. Our family is also involved in this?"

Song Yihuan nodded slightly, and sat back on the chair again.

"Yes, my mother is the legitimate daughter of the Liu family in the capital city, and our maternal grandfather is a grand scholar of the Northern Yan Kingdom, a first-rank official, but he seems to be at odds with his father, and the details are not clear.

Three years later, the Liu family will face the danger of annihilation. When the real dragon son returns, there will be turmoil in the capital's officialdom. The legitimate son born of Empress Xian is the body of Chu Shuolan. "

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