All the gentlemen who are attacked by the female queen are stunningly beautiful

"I don't have a maid by my side..."

Jiang Qingyan smiled and said, "Girl, there is no need to be embarrassed. I have been raised carefully by my mother. I cannot say that I am a rich scholar, but I am well-read. If girl doesn't mind, I can give lectures to you!"

Song Xiang was overjoyed and said with some excitement: "Thank you, Master. Since the Master has promised me, let's agree on a time first so as not to miss the Master's other matters."

"No!" Jiang Qingyan rode the horse slowly, naturally showing off the air of a wealthy family, "After the girl has finished school, you can come to Tongfu Inn to meet me."

"it is good!"

After the two people agreed on a time, they unknowingly arrived at the place where Song Xiang unloaded his car.

"Miss!" Taro stood up and walked to Song Xiang, watching Jiang Qingyan lose his mind.

"Looks like I have to say goodbye to the young master!" Song Xiang turned over and dismounted, with neat movements and extraordinary temperament.

She put the riding crop into Taro's hand, and when she saw her looking like a nymphomaniac, she gently flicked her head: "Taro, come to your senses!"

When Taro heard this, she suddenly blushed. She stepped forward to hold the horse and pulled it towards the carriage.

Jiang Qingyan was used to this kind of thing, so he was not affected in any way. He looked at the sandalwood carriage on the side of the road and asked politely: "Can you help me, Miss?"

"No need!" Song Xiang declined politely, "Why do you need to do such rough work for me? You are so delicate and precious. If you get calluses and twist your waist, it won't be worth the loss!"

Jiang Qingyan laughed: "Do you think I am such a delicate man?"

Song Xiang raised his eyebrows and took a look at Jiang Qingyan. He was eight feet tall, with clear and clear movements, broad shoulders and narrow waist. He was indeed not as delicate as ordinary men.

"I was wrong about Young Master! Young Master, don't think too much!" Song Xiang and Taro raised the front bumper of the carriage, left and right, and quickly hitched the carriage with their hands and feet.

She clapped her hands, walked to Jiang Qingyan's horse, bowed her head and said, "Song Xiang will go ahead, sir. Don't forget the twilight promise!"

"Go away, my lady. I will remember to light a candle and wait for my lady!" These words were a bit ambiguous. After Jiang Qingyan came to his senses, his cheeks suddenly turned red.

Song Xiang noticed Jiang Qingyan's abnormality and waved his hand to get into the carriage with a smile.

Amidst the sound of horse hoofbeats, the car drove out of Jiang Qingyan's sight.

Jiang Lan caught up with Jiang Qingyan from behind, got out of the carriage with a smile, and asked, "Why did my Yan'er become the wife's stone?"

Jiang Qingyan turned his head and looked at his mother, his ears stained with a blush: "Mother, please stop teasing the child!"

"Okay, okay, Mother, stop teasing you. Mother, please tell the truth. My son was thrown into a carriage and chased in the capital city. How come he is ignored by a girl in a small county town?"

"Mother!" Jiang Qingyan shouted loudly, his face turning red with embarrassment.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore, and don't hold your horse back. If other girls see my son's appearance, I won't be able to protect him and I'll make Fang Xinxu secretly suffer again!"

After saying that, Jiang Lan entered the carriage with a smile.

Jiang Qingyan dismounted, threw the whip and reins to Jiang Lan's female envoy, and followed her into the carriage.

The carriage drove out and walked slowly.

"How is that girl?" Jiang Lan sat upright and asked calmly.

Jiang Qingyan said without any thought: "It is far from the appearance of a good man in the child's mind!"

"Oh? Why is that?" Jiang Lan's eyes were full of sparkle, and he had the aura of being in a high position.

"My child has always dreamed of living with two people for the rest of his life, but this girl was heartbroken by another man and made her dream of having three husbands and four attendants!"

Jiang Lan laughed and said, "Idiot, all the girls from my Dongling Dynasty have three husbands and four attendants. How can any girl dare to allow you to live as a couple for the rest of your life?"

"Except for those ordinary people who are living a poor life and cannot afford to marry their husbands, I'm afraid I won't be able to find the girl Yan'er wants anymore!"

Jiang Qingyan sighed softly, and said with a hint of wistfulness: "It's Yan'er who is just crazy!"

The voices of mother and son talking to each other kept coming from the carriage, which sounded particularly harmonious...

...

Song Xiang arrived at the academy and found that all his classmates were dejected. After asking Zhou Yanzhen, he found out that the results of last month's quiz were out and Song Xiang got first place.

Hearing this result, Song Xiang felt a surge of joy in his heart. He was happier than finding a job in modern times.

But she still didn't dare to slack off. She had to continue working hard for the government examination and higher-level examinations in the future.

"Sister Song Xiang, I saw you resting in Nong Yue's room yesterday and didn't come out? Have you two reconciled?" Zhou Yanzhen asked with some gossip.

"How do you know? You were there yesterday?"

Song Xiang hurriedly put his arms around Zhou Yanzhen's neck, pulled her head closer to him, and whispered: "Sister, please keep your voice down, don't let the classmates hear you."

Zhou Yanzhen nodded, and Song Xiang continued: "I have promised the position of Nong Yue's husband. Don't let anyone know about this, especially the Madam of the Elephant Aunt House!"

"Aren't we going to Fucheng in a few days? Before we go, I have to ask my sister to help me find a few people to watch him. Don't let outsiders bully him!"

Zhou Yanzhen continued to nod, patted her chest and said confidently: "This matter is all on me. It just so happens that I can't worry about Jing Huai, so we will find a few powerful guards to guard for us!"

Song Xiang couldn't help but nod, feeling very satisfied with Zhou Yanzhen's arrangement. Although the original owner's close friend was a little confused, she was really there for him when something happened!

"Sister Yanzhen, let me thank you first. When I have time, I will treat you to a drink!"

Zhou Yanzhen clicked her tongue and said, "You're too polite!"

When Lu Cailing saw Song Xiang and Zhou Yanzhen talking together with their heads raised, Lu Cailing became very angry: "Hey, is there something we can't listen to? Are you talking about it together in a whisper? Miss Song should also talk to the big guys. chant?"

When the classmates in the school saw this, they all cast curious glances.

Song Xiang's face darkened, and he scolded without scruple: "You are so careless, why should I tell you about my affairs?"

Lu Cailing learned the lesson this time and did not have a direct conflict with Song Xiang, and scolded her in a meaningful way: "Some people are really shameless, hooking up with one young man after another, but in the end they are not responsible at all!"

Song Xiang didn't understand why Lu Cailing kept staring at him. If it was because of Yue, then it would be really easy for them to have a conflict.

But her intention was not because of Nong Yue. Who else could the original owner hook up with besides Feng Mian?

"Sister Song Xiang, I think you and Miss Lu will never get over each other, unless you can..." Zhou Yanzhen said cryptically, with a rather scratchy look.

When Song Xiang heard this, he suddenly remembered an incident from the past. At that time, the original owner's cheap mother Song Hui was still alive. One New Year's Eve, Song Hui and Wang Xun took their three children to Wang Xun's mother's house, which was Wang Zhen's house.