Jiu Mozhi comforted him, "Don't worry, Prince. I think the princess only treats him as a nephew. Moreover, there is another woman with him. I think nothing will happen."
"What is the background of that veiled woman? Prince Ming, please help me find out." Prince Zong Zan could not help but swallow his saliva as the elegant and beautiful figure of the woman appeared in his mind.
Jiu Mozhi frowned, "Prince, we are here for the marriage. Don't lose sight of the bigger picture because of a small gain. If the Xixia people hear about this, it will be disadvantageous to you."
Hearing his harsh tone, Zong Zan had no choice but to reluctantly snort and say, "Well, I'll go look for this beautiful chick after I marry the Princess of Xixia. Anyway, it seems that she knows that man surnamed Jia. The monk can run, but the temple can't."
At this time, in the carriage, Song Qingshu's nose was a little itchy. He wanted to sneeze but couldn't.
"What's wrong, Master Jia? Are you not feeling well?" Princess Jincheng asked with concern.
"I'm fine. Maybe someone is badmouthing me behind my back." Song Qingshu smiled. He finally had the opportunity to observe the woman in front of him closely.
She had snow-white skin, a jade-like nose, and soft oval face, which matched her temperament very well. She was indeed a dignified and gentle woman.
However, Song Qingshu's eyes fell on her slender and beautiful eyebrows and moist red lips. Especially when compared with the tanned Tubo maid beside her, her skin looked even fairer.
The more he looked at her, the more he felt that every part of her was full of temptation. Song Qingshu could not help but secretly complain, "Have I been a vegetarian for too long? Why is my mind full of nonsense?"
Princess Jincheng's smooth and white face showed a faint blush when she noticed his gaze. She turned her face to the other side unnaturally.
"Miss Gu, your Wushuang City is thousands of miles away from the Great Song. How did you know each other?" Princess Jincheng used this to cover up her embarrassment.
Gu Zi Xian's lips curled up as if she had thought of something wonderful. "It's like this. We were attacked by the Mongolians. Fortunately, we met …" She told the story of being attacked and being "rescued" by the Great Song's diplomatic mission.
Song Qingshu was shocked at first. When he heard that she did not reveal her identity, he let out a long sigh of relief.
"The Mongolians are really aggressive." Princess Jincheng listened with great interest and kept asking for details. Gu Zixian also patiently answered her questions.
Looking at Princess Jincheng's excited expression, Song Qingshu recalled the first time he saw her. He felt that her eyes revealed traces of defeat. Now, she was in high spirits. It was as if she was a caged canary, beautiful but without freedom. She was full of curiosity about the outside world.
Listening to these stories along the way, the carriage had unknowingly arrived outside the Southern Song Residence.
Knowing that the Tufan Princess had arrived, everyone in the embassy hurriedly came out to welcome her and happened to see Song Qingshu getting out of her carriage.
Xue Baochai jumped in fright: Baoyu, why did you run to Wangfei's carriage? Quickly get down. The identity of the Tufan Princess was special. She was also the only princess of the Great Song Dynasty who was related by marriage. Now that the Jia Family was in a precarious situation, the royal family did not touch them because they were concerned about the overall situation. If someone took the opportunity to make a complaint, Jia Baoyu would be in trouble.
"Nothing, I called him up." Princess Jincheng got down the carriage with the help of her maid. Her gentle smile was like a spring breeze.
"Greetings, Wangfei." A group of people hurriedly bowed to her. The yellow-shirted girl looked at her with an excited expression.
"No need to be so courteous. Everyone can just call me Princess. It sounds more intimate." Seeing an old friend from her hometown, Princess Jincheng naturally did not want to address her as a foreigner. Learning Institution
In the past, the Song Dynasty's princess was called Empress Concubine. In reality, Emperor Huizong of Song changed the inherited title of princess to Empress Concubine. Not long after, the Shame of Jingkang happened. At that time, people were somewhat superstitious and felt that the title Empress Concubine was somewhat inauspicious. Thus, it was naturally changed back to Princess.
"Are you Yingluo?" Princess Jincheng asked softly as she supported the yellow-shirted girl. Previously in the carriage, she had already heard from Song Qingshu.
"Yes." Seeing her relatives, the yellow-shirted girl could not help but feel gratified.
Princess Jincheng was not her biological sister. She was originally the daughter of a prince. Later, because of marriage, she was conferred the title of Princess. In terms of seniority, Yingluo was her aunt. However, the age difference between them was not too big.
After all, their bloodlines were connected. One had experienced many dangers and tribulations at a young age, while the other had married far away at a young age. When they saw each other, they immediately resonated with each other and looked at each other with tears in their eyes.
The two of them quickly walked into the inner room. They both had a stomach full of things to say.
"Dual cultivator princess!" Xue Pan and the others naturally could not follow. Just as they were feeling bored, they suddenly noticed Gu Zixian and their worries turned to joy.
"Young Master Xue." The dual cultivator princess nodded slightly. During this time, she had investigated a lot of information about her benefactor. It was not difficult to find out that Jia Baoyu and Xue Pan were best friends. She did not know the relationship between her benefactor and Xue Pan. She was worried that their relationship was not shallow and did not want to offend her benefactor's friend.
Hearing the unprecedented gentleness in her tone, Xue Pan almost went crazy with joy. "She smiled at me, she actually smiled at me. Is she interested in me? In the end, she was attracted by my brilliance and martial prowess? But our identities are a problem. I wonder if my father will agree to marry her. But she is still a princess. It is not a disgrace to our Xue family. " … …
At that moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. He had even thought of the name of their first child.
Seeing Xue Pan's perverted look, Song Qingshu was speechless. Xue Pan was the son of a top-notch family. Did he have to be like this?
Gu Zixian also felt uncomfortable under Xue Pan's gaze. She subconsciously hid behind Song Qingshu.
Xue Pan wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and asked enthusiastically, "Princess, what business do you have here?"
Gu Zixian pointed at Song Qingshu and said, "I came to find him."
"Uh ~" Xue Pan's smile instantly froze on his face. He couldn't help but pull Song Qingshu to the side and said fiercely, "Does my sister know you're so coquettish?"
Song Qingshu looked to the side guiltily. Fortunately, Xue Baochai had followed the yellow-clothed woman into the house. Otherwise, it would be even harder to explain. "Ahem, it's not what you think."
"She took the initiative to find you. What else could it be?" Xue Pan felt his heart bleeding.
Song Qingshu didn't know how to explain, so he threw the ball to Gu Zixian. "What business do you have with me?"
Gu Zixian wasn't stupid. She could tell from the two's reactions that she had brought trouble to her benefactor. However, she reacted quickly and immediately said, "I heard that En … Young Master Jia was in charge of investigating the Goryeo Murder Case. I happened to have some clues and wanted to see if I could help him."
Hearing this, Xue Pan's worry turned to joy. "What kind of clues?"
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