I dressed as a princess and cheated on myself

The magic was over, her mission accomplished, and she calmly sat back in her seat.

The ladies and ladies no longer had their previous arrogance, and they all looked at her with admiration.

Song Bushi chatted with them perfunctorily, and soon stood up to say goodbye, "Sisters, today's tea party is really unsatisfactory, but there are two naughty babies at home, so we can't delay too long. I'll leave first, everyone have fun!"

The Prime Minister's wife gave her a bag of good tea and personally saw her off to the door, saying a lot of polite words before turning back to the house.

Wei Zhong had been waiting outside. He was surprised to see her come out so quickly, but he didn't ask. He didn't believe that she had completed the task so quickly. It was completely different from what he expected!

After all, they sent a lot of people, but they were unable to get close to Prime Minister Zhao’s study, and several masters were defeated here.

Xiaoyu helped Song Bushi get on the carriage. The carriage went a long way and suddenly stopped.

Wei Zhong shouted, "Who are you? Get out of the way!"

Song Bushi lifted the curtain and stuck his head out, and saw a young girl standing in front of the carriage. She was dressed simply, but had a good temperament and manners.

Facing Wei Zhong's scolding and the cold sword, she was not afraid at all and said calmly, "My daughter has something important to ask you, Madam!"

Wei Zhong asked, "Who are you?"

"Zhao Ziqing!"

Xiaoyu got out of the car quickly, "Sir Wei, this is the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister. She may have been sent by the Madam to deliver a message. Let her come up and talk."

Wei Zhong then put away his sword and let her come forward.

Zhao Ziqing got on the carriage and lowered the curtains. There were only her and Song Bushi in the carriage.

Song Bushi was unsure of her purpose, so he naturally didn't speak first. He just looked at her with a smile.

Although Zhao Ziqing was young, her eyes showed tenacity and intelligence. She came forward and whispered, "This is a gift from my daughter to you, Your Majesty. Please keep it!"

"Thank you." Song Bushi took the bag and was about to open it when Zhao Ziqing held her hand and said, "Madam, please look at it later. I will leave first!"

After saying that, he jumped off the carriage and ran along the wall.

Song Bushi carefully opened the bundle, and inside was a book. When he opened it, it was full of people's names and fingerprints, and behind each name was their confession.

After reading the confession, she saw the whole process of her mother's murder. Prime Minister Zhao bribed the servants around his original wife to lock the rooms and windows, set fire to the house, and then killed people to silence them.

Song Bushi put the book into his sleeve and urged calmly, "Let's go."

Xiaoyu jumped back into the carriage and asked her, "What did Zhao Ziqing say to you?"

"Say magic is wonderful."

She didn't think Xiaoyu was someone she could completely confide in, after all, she knew nothing about her life experience.

"It was really amazing. How did you do it? Although I helped you cover, I really couldn't see it clearly."

"It's better not to see it clearly. If you see it clearly, it won't be called magic."

Xiaoyu curled her lips, "I didn't expect you to be so capable. I really underestimated you before."

After returning to the palace, Song Bushi sent Xiaoyu back to Yongningju first, and went to Prince Heng's study himself.

He slammed the stolen items and the booklet given by Zhao Ziqing on the table and said, "This is what you want!"

Prince Heng had never seen such an impolite person. He was about to lose his temper, but when he saw what she brought back, he suppressed his temper.

He picked up the booklet, flipped through it, and asked in shock, "Where did this come from?"

"Given by Zhao Ziqing."

"Why did she give you this?"

"Go ask her, how would I know?"

Prince Heng threw the book aside and picked up a photo. "Is this what you stole?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

Song Bushi was certainly not stupid enough to steal the letter from Prime Minister Zhao's secret room. Instead, he took a photo of it. "This is the content of the copied secret letter. This is all there is in the secret room!"

Prince Heng carefully examined the photo. The secret letter in the photo only had a few simple words, "Full moon. Chou hour. South."

"You've worked hard. Go back and have a rest first."

After sending Song Bushi away, King Heng summoned Wei Zhong and told him, "From today on, you will send someone to keep an eye on the South Gate. If there is any movement, report it to me. Don't alert the enemy."

"Yes."

Wei Zhong turned around, and King Heng shouted again, "Wait a minute. I want to ask you, how did she perform today?"

Wei Zhong said honestly, "The performance is beyond my expectation! I suspect she is Prime Minister Zhao's man, otherwise it wouldn't be so smooth."

Prince Heng shook his head, "If she was Prime Minister Zhao's person, she would not have brought back the things Zhao Ziqing gave her. She should have given them directly to Prime Minister Zhao!"

Wei Zhong thought about it and it made sense. "What does the prince think?"

He frowned, "I really can't see through it. It seems to be full of loopholes, but I can't find where the problem is. It's really strange."

Wei Zhong thought for a moment and suddenly said, "There is something I don't know whether I should tell you or not."

"speak."

"Miss Song said it herself. She said you and him met on a big ship. She didn't know your identity at the time, and then..."

He told the story of Rose and Jack again, and he was stunned.

**

"Mother is back."

The two children were sitting at the door waiting for her. When they saw her from afar, they ran towards her happily, calling "Mom" as they ran.

Song Bushi stood there, watching the two adorable babies running towards her. Although they were not her biological children, she was overwhelmed by an indescribable sense of happiness.

She stretched out her hands and held the two babies in her arms.

It can be seen that both children have cried, and there are traces of tears on their faces. Song Bushi asked distressedly, "Who bullied you? Why are you crying?"