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Chapter 92 [Prince and his sister-in-law] Please protect me
Wen Queyu naturally thought about the consequences of the eldest prince's actions, but now that the situation is so turbulent, all the military officials in the court and Chinese are standing in line to choose between the prince and the eldest prince, and the only one who is different is the general.

He is really special. Logically speaking, he should be on the side of the eldest prince. After all, the general's wife and concubine Shu are related, not to mention that the only daughter of the general's mansion is betrothed to the eldest prince by the sage. Under the layers of relationships, he must be on the side of the First Prince, right?

But soon, the story of the bold girl in the general's mansion kicking out the eldest prince who came to propose marriage resounded throughout the capital.

It is said that the eldest prince was very high-spirited when he entered the door that day, and limped when he went out.

The next day the eldest prince entered the palace in a sedan chair, and cried all day in front of the emperor and concubine Shu, but the emperor, who always loved his son, ignored his son's complaints at all, and even scolded him, saying that a man is crying like a man. What words?How strong is the little girl, oh, kick purple?Being purple doesn't mean you're going to be lame, bear with it!

The eldest prince returned to his mansion angrily.

This kick directly affected the weather vane of the entire capital, and there were endless rumors. Some people said that the daughter of the General Palace took action because she was dissatisfied with the eldest prince's promiscuous behavior of hooking up and visiting brothels. Others said that the daughter of the General Palace admired the prince. Just being dissatisfied with this marriage, and the eldest prince targeting the prince openly and secretly, the daughter of the general's mansion rushed to the crown and became a beauty, and if she refused to accept it, it would be a kick.

At the last table case, he came to a conclusion that the daughter of the General's Mansion is a heroine!
The heroine of the female middle school that everyone calls has been shrouded in shadows recently. She feels that it is difficult for her to be happy anymore. Jiang Youpan is simply too worrying. He obviously has the sound effects and Xiaoqi on his side, so why is she still making herself happy? What made it so difficult?
Every second gave her the feeling that he was going to die, it was too bad.

And every time at this time, she had to look at the letterhead that Song Yuwen gave her to reassure herself.

Wen Queyu was not at ease, but Song Yufan was very concerned about humanitarianism. He climbed up the wall of her house every now and then, without the fear of falling off that day. The wall of the house is used as a roadside barbecue stall.

He also teased Wen Queyu for fun.

"Hey, Wen Ningshuang, you've been crying all day. It's not good for me to say your name, Ningshuang Ningshuang, isn't it all water? The meaning is broken. Why don't you follow your Song brother's surname and call it Songzi Guanyin? What about your name?"

On weekdays, Wen Queyu would have scolded as soon as she opened her mouth, but now she didn't even have the time to speak, she rested her hands on her chin and looked at the moon in depression, her voice sounded a little pathetic.

"Why didn't Jiang Youbi come to see me?"

Her eyelashes trembled, and she pursed her lips, as if she was competing with herself.

"Before making an appointment with him next time, I must set a good time. Jiang Ruanruan really doesn't have the slightest idea of ​​time. It's been so long, and I've watched many rounds of the moon. Why hasn't he come yet? ?”

Song Yuwen jumped down from the wall, gave her the skewers in his hand, and said with a smile.

"You must not indulge in your love for your children all day long. Eat meat, eat meat! No worries can outweigh the joy of eating meat."

Wen Queyu glanced at him and raised his hand to close the window.

Song Yufan called again, "Why are you so unfeeling, girl?! Don't, auntie, don't close the window. If you want to know something about His Royal Highness, can I tell you all about it?"

Only then did Wen Queyu become interested and asked.

"Is he still imprisoned in the East Palace?"

Song Yuyan took a bite and answered vaguely, "Yes."

"Is there any food in there? How is the food?"

Song Yufan thought for a while, "He is a prince after all. Do you think he will not be given food when he is in prison? The food is not bad. Although there is no barbecue, the food is okay."

"Then does he still want to go to Beicheng? When will he go? Is it safe? Do you want me to find my father——"

In the middle of Wen Queyu's words, he saw another person standing on the wall. Behind that person was the white moonlight and the pitch-black night. He was dressed in white like a fairy walking out of the moon palace.

It was like having an old dream for many years, as if such a long time was all her imagination.

And that person just took a nap in the gap of time.

In the blink of an eye, the man stood in front of him from the wall.

Song Yu knew that he was no longer needed here, and walked out with a piece of barbecue in his mouth while thinking about the full moon.

Wen Queyu blinked his eyes, then blinked again, and finally sat on the table by the window in a smooth manner, half of his body jumped out of the window, and he completely convinced himself that Jiang Yousi was with him after a close look. In front of her eyes, she choked with sobs and stretched out her arms to hug him.

The little girl whimpered, buried in his arms and kept calling his name.

"Jiang Ruanruan, how can you. How can you make me so worried? How can you do this? You are too, hiccup, too much, hiccup, too much!"

Jiang Youpan, who was tightly hugged by her, smiled lightly, and patted her head, with the same lazy tone.

"Well, it's too much."

He pulled out the hairpin stuck in the girl's head, pulled out a strangely shaped white jade hairpin from the cuff like a magic trick, and inserted it in.

"Are you a child? Wench fish? You wash my clothes when you wet them from crying?"

He held the girl's shoulders with both hands, pulled her away from his arms, looked at the girl's crying eyes like a rabbit, and sighed softly again, as if he couldn't help her, he held the cuff with his fingers Wiping the crystal clear teardrops from the corners of her eyes.

"I'm not smart in the first place, but I still cry like this. If my brain gets wet from crying, I can only rely on me."

Wen Queyu pursed his lips, and looked at Jiang Youpan's face in the hazy moonlight.

What Song Yuwen said was true. Although he was imprisoned in the East Palace, he was not thin, but looked a little tired.

But she was still not at ease, and she stretched out her hand to grab the clothes at the collar of his collar, which was a very pedantic behavior.

Just pulled away a little bit, he grabbed the wrist, he raised his eyebrows, "What kind of behavior is it to do it if you can't say it?"

Wen Queyu said perfunctorily, "Let me check!"

"an examination?"

"Hmm, let me check to see if there is any mess!"

What is the tone of the wife checking whether her husband is cheating?

Jiang Yousi was a little stunned, but Wen Queyu also realized that something was wrong in his words, and explained, "No, what I mean is, let me check to see if they are rough on you! If they dare to hit you, I will definitely step on you." I will avenge you by flattening the palace!"

The tone is really serious. Although Jiang Yousi has been locked up in the East Palace these days, but the ears are still there. Hearing that the girl was very brave and almost kicked the eldest prince into a second-level disability, he felt that Wen Queyu had been crippled all these years. Although he didn't grow up in front of him, he still followed his temperament.

Acting decisively, able to use hands but never speak.

At this moment, he raised his hand and pinched her face, with a smile on his eyes and eyebrows, "So, I have to trouble you to protect me?"

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