I'm really not an official match [Wear the book]

Song Sheng was a little surprised: "What can the prince do?"

"The emperor is determined to want Song Qi to die, and he won't be able to wash away his grievances just by retrialing Song Qi," Qi Yu said, "So, for this case, as long as the real person behind the case is caught, Before the evidence, the emperor will not and cannot convict Song Qi."

"At most, I'll be dismissed from office and go home, but at least I'm saving my life."

Song Sheng looked down at the child he was holding.

Qi Lian's words: Qi Yu is not the same as before came out out of season.

He shivered.

Secretly thinking: I think too much.

In this regard, Qi Yu's scheming and calculation must have surpassed ordinary people's ability to climb to the throne, which is a talent.

"Does the lord know what the case involving my father is?" Song Sheng tentatively.

He felt that Qi Yu should know, after all, his mother was involved.

"I know," Qi Yu didn't hide it, "but I won't tell you, nor let you know."

"Why?" Song Sheng asked amusedly.

"No why."

Naturally, Qi Yu would not let Song Sheng know that much, and the more he knew, the more dangerous he would be.

Song Sheng felt very regretful that he couldn't get any news from Qi Yu.

However, it is not easy to ask too many questions.

After asking too many questions, he was afraid that Qi Yu would question him, and wondered if he wanted to talk to Qi Lian after so many questions.

Neither of them should be messed with, Song Sheng could only settle for the next best thing, offering these two as if they were ancestors.

Because of Qi Yu and Song Sheng's reconciliation, the low-pressure atmosphere that made everyone tremble like walking on eggshells finally disappeared temporarily.

Ever since Qi Yu and Song Sheng reconciled, He Xiao's smiles have increased.

He repeatedly told Song Sheng.

"Brother, don't mess with the prince."

Song Sheng took a cool look at He Xiao, and said in his heart: Empress, you should go and say this to His Royal Highness.

In the next few days, Qi Lian did not come to see Song Sheng again. Song Sheng heaved a sigh of relief. On the one hand, he felt that Qi Lian was the reborn person, and he had to avoid too much contact with Qi Lian, so as not to be spotted by him.

On the other hand, it was mainly the conflict between Qi Lian and Qi Yu.

Both sides will die.

Song Sheng couldn't stay at home, and liked to run outside when he had nothing to do. When he woke up in the morning, his eyes lit up when he saw Wang Lin practicing.

"Wang Lin, let's do two moves twice?"

Wang Lin: "..."

Wang Lin glanced at Song Sheng, but ignored him.

I don't really understand if this person's brain is broken early in the morning, otherwise he wouldn't be so eager to find abuse.

"Come on, come on!" Song Sheng grabbed a stick and walked towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin: "..."

Seeing Wang Lin's loveless expression, Song Sheng laughed.

"May I ask, how long is the stick in your hand?"

Song Sheng took a visual inspection: "It's probably about a foot or two."

Song Sheng smiled: "Well, I'll let you run one meter first."

Before Song Sheng could finish laughing, the stick in his hand was sliced ​​into two by the sharp sword in Wang Lin's hand.

Wang Lin held the sword and looked at him darkly.

"How about it, Steward Song, I'll give you three tricks."

Song Sheng: "..." Dude, stop joking, don't say you asked me to do three tricks, even if you asked me to do thirty tricks, after thirty tricks, you can still press me on the ground and rub me.

"Tell you something serious."

Hearing these words, Wang Lin immediately looked at Song Sheng defensively.

According to past experience.

Song Sheng's serious business must be nothing good!

So, Wang Lin stepped on the roof lightly with his toes, and then disappeared without giving Song Sheng a chance to speak.

"Wang Lin!"

"Early in the morning, what's the name?" Qi Yu opened the door displeased.

Song Sheng: "No...it's nothing."

Qi Yu leaned against the door frame, looking at Song Sheng with a bit of sleepiness in his eyes.

Song Sheng smiled at him: "I just want Wang Lin to teach me some tricks."

"..."

This time, the sleepiness on Qi Yu's face disappeared.

Song Sheng is a man with an easy-to-use brain, but a very lazy person. Therefore, in his previous life, he was a concubine.

Why, this meeting suddenly wants to practice martial arts?

Qi Yu: "Learning martial arts is very tiring."

Song Sheng sighed: "I know, but you see, if there are more people like Zheng Cheng, if I don't have the strength to restrain the chicken, then I just have to wash my neck and wait for someone to kill me."

Hearing this, Qi Yu really turned his gaze to Song Sheng's neck.

Song Sheng is very white.

The skin on this face is better than that of ordinary girls.

Qi Yu: "This king said, I will give you Wang Lin."

"I still want to fend for myself."

Qi Yu stared at Song Sheng silently for a long time, thinking that he had managed to coax him well. Song Sheng, this person, would either not be angry, or become angry, and even nine bulls would not be able to pull him back.

It was so easy to coax him that day, probably partly because it was his birthday.

"can."

Song Sheng had just mentioned it to Qi Yu in passing.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yu actually agreed.

For a moment, it feels a little unreal.

He hurriedly said: "Then the prince will tell Wang Lin?"

Wang Lin hiding in the dark: ...

His prince is really getting more and more unreliable!

"You don't need Wang Lin, I will find someone to teach you."

"Ok."

After this wish that suddenly popped into his head was fulfilled, Song Sheng was very happy that morning. Thinking that he was finally going to fly over the roof and walk on the wall, with one enemy against a hundred, he felt that he was full of vigor and vitality when he walked. .

Wait for him to come back from his studies.

God blocks and kills God.

Buddha blocks and kills Buddha.

Then, clear all obstacles and beat Qi Yu until he is obedient!

Nice to think about.

At night, Song Yu, who hadn't come to him for a long time, stood outside the Seventh Prince's Mansion, looking at him with teary eyes.

Song Sheng walked over quickly: "Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother!" Song Yu burst into tears.

The crying sound attracted Qi Yu.