In the end, Zuo Qiutan was the first to react. He quickly pushed the person on him away, tilting his head and panting.

Song Zhiyu got up from the ground. She stood there a little at a loss. She subconsciously glanced at Zuoqiutan from the corner of her eye, but quickly took it back and quickly slipped back to the carriage. Therefore, she missed the earlobe of Zuoqiutan.

A touch of red.

She huddled in the corner of the carriage, holding her hot face with her hands. Song Zhiyu lowered her eyes, and the image of her lips touching Zuo Qiutan was vividly displayed in her mind.

"The innocence that I have guarded for so long was destroyed at the hands of the Imperial Master!"

Song Zhiyu was very annoyed. She patted her face gently, but the warmth on her face did not dissipate.

Thinking of Zuo Qiutan, Song Zhiyu paused. She twisted the car curtains with her fingertips and secretly glanced outside. When she saw Zuo Qiutan riding a horse with an expression as usual, she felt angry and unknown for some reason.

She had been shy for so long, yet he rode like a normal person!

At this time, Zuo Qiutan suddenly turned his head. Seeing this, Song Zhiyu's hands trembled, and she quickly lowered the car curtain and hid behind the curtain, not daring to make a sound.

Zuo Qiutan glanced at the car window with some doubts. Just now, he did feel Song Zhiyu's gaze, but when he turned around, she hid in.

When he thought of the kiss just now, Zuo Qiutan coughed lightly, a touch of red appeared on his ears again, said "drive", and rode forward on his horse.

The group of people walked for an unknown amount of time before Zuo Qiutan saw the faint city gate in the distance. When he returned to his hometown, he breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously glanced at the carriage, as if he was looking into the carriage through the curtains of the carriage.

people.

During this period of time in Qingshan Courtyard, so many things happened outside, and it was inevitable to meet the emperor. Fortunately, no one was nervous.

"emperor."

Everyone walked into the palace and saluted Song Tingjin, but Song Zhiyu was the only one standing in the crowd with her back straight and just nodded to give up.

Song Tingjin rubbed his temples, but didn't care. After all, this was the right given to Song Zhiyu by the late emperor, and he could not overturn it.

Thinking of the rumors in the capital, Song Tingjin's face darkened, his eyes fell on Song Zhiyu, and he said sternly: "Do you know how much trouble you have caused me when you went out during this time!"

"Brother, please forgive me. I am ignorant, but I have something to report!"

Song Zhiyu was fearless, but now in front of everyone, she was still willing to give him this little face. After all, she had always remembered the conditions she had mentioned with Song Mingcai before.

Looking at Song Tingjin who was staring at her in surprise, Song Zhiyu changed her subject and said, "Brother, please give me some money to build a princess residence for this palace, and also allocate a sum of money to this palace to raise private soldiers to protect this palace. In addition to the palace's promise,

Otherwise, no one can disturb our private life!"

After saying a few conditions, Song Tingjin's face couldn't be any more ugly. He gritted his teeth, his eagle eyes full of gloom. If he agreed to what Song Zhiyu said, he would really let her step on his head repeatedly.

!

If she was allowed to raise a private soldier, wouldn't she be spending her own money to increase danger and trouble for herself in the future? If she couldn't interfere in Song Zhiyu's daily life, then it would be difficult for him to handle some things.

Thinking of this, Song Tingjin opened his mouth and immediately rejected it: "I don't allow it!"

"Not allowed?"

Song Zhiyu raised her eyebrows and turned her gaze to Song Mingcai. She raised her jaw and said, "Imperial sister..."

Just by saying her name, Song Mingcai understood what Song Zhiyu meant. She didn't want to stand out, but now that she's in the palace, the world is hers!

However, when she looked at Song Zhiyu's appearance, she recalled how she had suffered a few losses in the past, and she felt a chill in her back. She quickly put down her thoughts and looked at Song Tingjin. With a smile on her face, she walked to Song Tingjin's side and stretched out her arms.

The move gave him relief.

"Brother Huang, don't be angry. Mingcai has already agreed to this matter before, Sister Huang."

Hearing this, Song Tingjin became even more angry. He looked at Song Mingcai in disbelief and couldn't help but ask: "You agreed on my behalf?!"

Xu Shi couldn't believe it, and Song Tingjin's voice couldn't help but get louder.

Seeing that Song Tingjin was really angry, Song Mingcai was a little flustered. She didn't need to look back to know that Song Zhiyu must be looking at her like a joke.

Song Mingcai calmed her expression, glanced at Song Zhiyu and others from the corner of her eye, and said coquettishly in a low voice: "Brother, the emperor is just building a princess house, just give it to them. Besides, raising a private army is not something that happens overnight.

Furthermore, even if Song Zhiyu’s family wealth is huge, it is impossible for her to support privately raising soldiers every day.”

Song Tingjin understood what she meant, but he was not afraid of 10,000, but just in case. If something happened, he would be flooded with trouble and might even lose his life and fortune!

Even though he thought so, he couldn't resist Song Mingcai's coquettish behavior.

Furthermore, although Song Zhiyu said that she would not let them disturb her private life, as long as they acted carefully, Song Zhiyu would not notice it. From now on, they would just keep a close eye on her, and if anything happened, they would strangle her immediately.

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