After fooling the second prince, Song Zhiyuan left the palace from Xihuamen. He saw the carriage not far ahead and the figure climbing onto the carriage, and asked, "Is that the carriage of the Shen family?"

Jiang Fu took a look and replied respectfully: "What is the answer to the prime minister."

Song Zhiyuan wanted to stop Shen Qing, but saw the other party's carriage leaving quickly. He couldn't help but brows, and he turned around and looked at the Gong Qun inside the palace gate, with a serious expression.

"Go home."

...

In the Shen family, Mrs. Chen was talking about her marriage with Fu Qing.

"Auntie didn't expect that you, a girl, would be so lucky. It was obvious that this person was transported to you, and she couldn't stop him." Mrs. Chen smiled and stroked Fu Qing's face.

"Qing'er, although Master Song Si is a little playboy, who can play with cockfighting and dogs, his aunt has found out that he is not bad. He has grown up with a spoiled since childhood because he is the youngest son in his old age and has become a little willful. But the children in the capital have always been like this, so they don't have to take it seriously. Just your cousin is also a willful little playboy?"

Mrs. Chen looked at her meaningfully and said, "Actually, compared to so many playboys, Master Song Si is more than one level better. At least he doesn't have a woman around him now, and he doesn't even have a room to serve. Do you think that in terms of self-discipline, how many playboys in the capital can do it?"

Fu Qing's face was red with shame, her head was about to hang down to her chest, she gently bit her lip and said, "Auntie, Qing'er knows it's all right."

"You are a good child, and my aunt is looking forward to you. I tell you this to tell you not to listen to people outside. This person is not perfect, whether it is good or bad, and you have to know after getting along with him. They can't eat grapes and say that the grapes are sour." Mrs. Chen snorted.

Fu Qing's heart moved, she pursed her lips and whispered: "Auntie is talking about Sister Zhen?"

Mrs. Chen snorted coldly: "She, and there are other things, you don't have to listen to it. Not to mention the status of the Prime Minister, the family tradition of the Song family is not good? Not to mention that Master Song is still clean now, even if he has a family, he is not afraid of having a family. His mother is a transparent and harmonious one, just look at her never stuffed someone into her son's room. Just for this point, which woman doesn't want to? Qing'er, this woman is so happy to have a wise and generous mother-in-law."

Fu Qing nodded, this is a reason.

Mrs. Chen wanted to say something else, but she heard the maid beside her say that the master is here.

She was a little surprised, and as soon as she stood up, she saw Shen Qing walking in with a hurried look on her face.

Fu Qing also stood up and bowed obediently to him: "Uncle."

When Shen Qing saw her, she looked a little confused, pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, "Qing'er is here."

"I'll talk to my aunt, so I'll say goodbye." Fu Qing bowed and stepped out, stood in the corridor, looked at Si Fangtian outside, and frowned.

It was still sunny just now, why did it get dark?

Clang.

Fu Qing's heart beat, turned around, looked at the main hall behind her, moved her feet, paused again, bit her lip, and turned around and left.

Mrs. Chen looked at Shen Qing with fear on her face, her lips trembling: "Old, master, how could this be like this? Wouldn't we offend..."

Shen Qing also had a headache and said, "Madam, it's not a question of whether to offend or not, but that we can only follow God's will. We can't go against the will of heaven, right?"

Mrs. Chen sat down with a pale face.

This person is indeed not too proud!
Chapter completed!