Sick beauty crying bag does not want to be the villain

Little money?

Gu Rong widened his eyes.

He turned his head and saw Song Qianyuan dressed in black, standing behind Gu Rong and looking at him with a smile.

"You...you!" Gu Rong stood up suddenly, so fast that he almost knocked down the chair beside his feet, "Why are you here? I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"How could it be a dream?" Song Qianyuan took Gu Rong's hand and gently pressed it to his face.

The warm temperature immediately spread through Gu Rong's palm.

Seeing that Gu Rong was still in a daze, Song Qianyuan laughed, "Otherwise I'll bite you?"

Gu Rong blushed suddenly, and he was about to withdraw his hand, but Song Qianyuan held it tightly.

Song Qianyuan didn't really bite him, he just brought his fingertips to his lips.

The slender fingers brushed Song Qianyuan's lips, bringing out a rough and dry texture.

Gu Rong saw his dusty face, thinking that it must be difficult for him to come all the way.

Realizing that the person standing in front of him was really Song Qianyuan, Gu Rong didn't know how to react for a moment, he said: "You...you escaped from the military camp? It will take at least ten days to come all the way, what's going on? Did something happen to the northwest side?"

"No," Song Qianyuan hurriedly comforted him, "The situation in the northwest is stalemate. The army of the King of Peking is no match for the Jingbei Army. The imperial court will send troops to reinforce it soon. The situation will definitely be unfavorable. His purpose is to bypass the Jingbei Army and go straight to the imperial city."

"So your departure in the northwest was a tactic to slow down your troops?" Gu Rong asked in surprise, "The army of the King of Peking has already quietly entered Beijing?"

"Not yet," Song Qianyuan said, "I'm going to Beijing to negotiate a deal with the Holy One."

"What deal?" Gu Rong asked anxiously, "Are you bringing someone with you, or are you here alone? Is this too dangerous?"

Song Qianyuan smiled lightly: "Don't be afraid of Dust, I have a plan."

In the dead of night, Yuan Sheng had already gone to sleep.

After spring came, there was no need to burn charcoal in Gu Rong's room, so there was a faint coolness in the room.

Gu Rong was wrapped in a thick cloak. He was in good health recently, and he hadn't caught a cold for a long time, but Song Qianyuan was still afraid that he would catch a cold, so he went to help him close the half-open window.

In this way, the doors and windows cut off the sound of the outside world, and there were only the two of them in the room, so quiet that they could almost hear each other's breathing.

Gu Rong replied, "I'll get you a glass of water."

The water in the teapot was still hot.

Song Qianyuan took the teacup, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Thank you, young master."

Gu Rong seldom served others, and when he heard him call him young master, he blushed even more for his behavior just now. He sat down beside him and said, "You have come all the way here, but no one has discovered you, right? How do you know I'm here?"

Song Qianyuan said: "I received your letter earlier telling me to be careful of the crown prince and Shen Li. I guessed that you must not be able to stay in Tongzhou. Thinking that today is your birthday, I hurried over here and tried my luck. "

Gu's mansion is already Gu Zhiyu's territory, it is impossible for Gu Rong to stay there, so Jinzhou is the only one left.

Song Qianyuan smiled: "Little Qianzi misses the young master very much. In fact, he hopes that the young master will stay in Tongzhou. Although this place is not the capital, it is still under the foot of the emperor. The capital is about to change. Naturally, the farther you are from the capital, the safer you will be."

Gu Rong bit her lip: "I'm worried."

"Yes, I know that the young master will not be at ease, and Xiao Qianzi is also not at ease, so I came here to take a look."

As Song Qianyuan spoke, he raised his hand, felt in his lapel, and took out something wrapped in oiled paper.

"This is a small thing from the Northwest. I think the young master has never seen it before. I might like it. I brought it all the way. I don't know..."

While talking, Song Qianyuan helped Gu Rong unpack the oil-paper package.

As a result, as soon as it was disassembled, a lot of powdered sugar and debris fell out of the inside.

"Sure enough..." Song Qianyuan smiled wryly.

"What is this?" Gu Rong leaned over to look curiously.

"This is the characteristic sugar man in the Northwest, made of sugar, this is a... tiger."

Gu Rong couldn't help laughing.

The sugar figurine was really shattered, it was not easy for Song Qianyuan to keep half of it unbroken all the way.

Coincidentally, the unbroken half happened to be the little tiger's head.

He picked up the head and looked at it carefully under the lamp.

"It's really lifelike," Gu Rong recalled the scene of Song Qianyuan fighting a tiger in the hunting ground to save him, "If it wasn't for half of his body being broken, it should be very cute."

This candy figurine was also painted, the small head was yellow, and a black word "King" was drawn on the forehead.

Gu Rong was reluctant to destroy this complete little tiger head, and asked Song Qianyuan, "Can I have a taste?"

Song Qianyuan hadn't tasted it either, but this kind of colored sugar figurine usually just depends on its shape, and it would definitely not taste good if it was really in your mouth.

Before Song Qianyuan stopped, Gu Rong stretched out his hand and squeezed out a hind leg that hadn't been crushed into powder from the pile of powdered sugar: "It's you."

Put it in your mouth with a smile.

"Hmm..." Gu Rong frowned.

Song Qianyuan looked at him nervously: "What's the matter, is it delicious?"

"It's not tasty, it's too sweet." Gu Rong smiled.

The hind legs of the little tiger were still in his mouth, making half of his cheeks bulging.

Song Qianyuan also smiled: "Hurry up and throw up, be careful of sweet teeth."

"No, I want to finish eating." Gu Rong wrinkled his nose.

Song Qianyuan smiled and said, "Then I will try it too?"

Gu Rong stretched out his hand to pick in the oil paper: "I'll look for it, but there is no whole piece..."

Song Qianyuan lifted Gu Rong's chin with one finger, turned his head sideways, and hung his head to cover his mouth.

Song Qianyuan snatched the half of the hind leg in his mouth. He went back to taste it, nodded and said, "It's too sweet."

Gu Rong's face was extremely red.

The remaining cubs had to be thrown away.

Gu Rong went to wash his hands regretfully: "What a pity."

Song Qianyuan was also very regretful: "It's a pity... I will buy better ones for the young master in the future."

He came here in a hurry, and he was just trying his luck. Unexpectedly, Gu Rong was really in Jinzhou. If he had known this earlier, he would have prepared a better gift for Gu Rong.

Seeing his expression, Gu Rong comforted him: "At least I tasted it, I like it very much."

Song Qianyuan looked at him and couldn't help but reach out and pull him into his arms.

Gu Rong leaned in his arms for a while, feeling the beating of her own heart beat together with Song Qianyuan's.

Gu Rong whispered: "Little Qianzi, my mother knows about my coming to Jinzhou."

"Huh?" Song Qianyuan looked down at him.

"I told my mother."

Song Qianyuan quickly realized what Gu Rong meant: "Dust..."

Gu Rongdao: "So Xiaoqianzi, I will wait here for you to come back, you must not be in trouble."

"No," Song Qianyuan hugged him tightly again, "Even if it's for you, I will live well."

After that, Gu Rong took Song Qianyuan to sit down, and the two discussed Song Qianyuan's future plans.

"We can only seek short-term cooperation with the King of Peking," Song Qianyuan said, "I joined the King of Peking's camp this time to break the situation."

"On the one hand, the danger of the King of Peking's backstabbing is no less than the possibility of the prince's small tricks behind the scenes. The emperor will discuss the terms."

"Conditions?" Gu Rong couldn't imagine, "What conditions can you negotiate with the emperor?"

"First fight the Jingbei Army," Song Qianyuan said, "defeat the Jingbei Army through a surprise attack, let the emperor know that I have the strength to lead the army, and then turn the spearhead, and then use the hands of the Jingbei Army to suppress the Peking King's rebels. Of course, at this time, we still need to take the opportunity to express our heart to the emperor, and by the way, make the prince suffer and pull him down."

Gu Rongguang felt very complicated when he heard it: "It's so difficult, can it be done?"

"Yes," Song Qianyuan smiled confidently, "I believe that in these two days, the news of the Jingbei Army's defeat under the King of Peking will spread to the capital."

"you……"

"Yes, I was in charge of that battle, and I was also the one who proposed to the King of Peking to take a detour to Beijing to avoid the main force of the Jingbei Army, so as not to bump into the imperial reinforcements. Now this team is on the way six hundred miles outside the capital. On the tea-horse trade road, I will use this as a condition in exchange for the trust of the emperor."

Song Qianyuan is really courageous.

Gu Rong thought to himself that it was indeed the best way to get out through the court to counter the King of Beiping, otherwise, once the king of Beiping succeeded in his scheme, he would immediately swing his sword at Song Qianyuan.

After all, King Peiping himself was just using Song Qianyuan.

Gu Rongdao: "What about the emperor? Can this really win his trust?"

"That's not important, as long as you can find a way to bring down the prince, the rest will no longer be a problem."

Indeed, in Beijing, the crown prince is Song Qianyuan's biggest threat.

"However, what happened to Concubine Xiao did not really bring down the crown prince..."

"The grievance between Concubine Xiao and the Empress... After all, it only belongs to the harem battle. For the Emperor, it has not touched his real interests. What if the Crown Prince is planning to rebel like the King of Peking?"

Gu Rong's eyes widened: "But he is already the crown prince, this, this is probably unlikely..."

"The fact that the crown prince formed a faction in the court has aroused the emperor's dissatisfaction. It is only necessary to add fuel to the flames to make the emperor doubt him... It is no longer possible for the crown prince and I to continue to live in peace, so we can only find ways to fight against him." It's over."

Gu Rong was very worried, but if he thought about it carefully, he felt that this plan was not impossible.

"Then what are you going to do next?"

"Go back to Beijing," Song Qianyuan said, "Tomorrow I plan to go to Beijing. It's not too late. If there is any delay, the plan will come to nothing when the King of Peking reacts."

Gu Rong asked anxiously: "Then what do I need to do?"

"Wait for me here," Song Qianyuan looked at him seriously, "Take care of yourself and wait for my news."

"In addition to Zhaoming, my elder brother also left a few people for me. Those people have some skills. If you need them, I will write to call them."

"No need," Song Qianyuan said with a smile, "Your elder brother is in the northwest dealing with the affairs of Wang Dajun in Beiping. If you let him know that I used his people, I'm afraid he will be very angry."

In this way, Gu Rong can't do anything to help.

It's late at night, Song Qianyuan will go to Beijing tomorrow, he should rest earlier, he must be tired from the journey, Gu Rong stood up and said: "I'll ask someone to tidy up a room for you."

Song Qianyuan reached out from behind and gently grabbed the corner of Gu Rong's cloak: "Why is it so troublesome, didn't the young master want me to stay outside the courtyard every day?"

"It's not like every day," Gu Rong said unhappily, "How can you be joking at a time like this?"

Song Qianyuan let go of his hand: "Okay, no kidding, Chenchen, stop busy, isn't there a place to sleep here?"

Song Qianyuan looked back and looked behind him.

That's Gu Rong's bed.

Gu Rong was silent for a moment: "Then I'll ask Yuan Sheng to prepare hot water for you."

After finishing speaking, he was about to turn around and go out, Song Qianyuan hurriedly said: "It's all right, Chenchen has a good rest, I'll go to another place to make do with it..."

After all, he stood up.

As soon as Gu Rong turned around, he put his hand on his shoulder and made him sit back: "Wait."

Then he went out to call Yuan Sheng.

Song Qianyuan couldn't help laughing.

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