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

Is this considered teasing? Song Xiang's heart skipped a beat.

Rong Qiuli's head slowly dropped in front of Song Xiang. Song Xiang was stunned for a moment by her beautiful profile, seductive red lips, and protruding Adam's apple.

She couldn't help but make a swallowing motion: "Qiu Li, Shanshui Guest returned to the Central Plains after arriving in Guzang City. Could it be that after recuperating, he went to the Western Regions for the second time?"

Rong Qiuli said with a smile: "Yes, they went further this time~"

"Look at this place..." Rong Qiuli's slender fingers turned to the picture and landed on the Yumen Pass. "They left here and went through wind and sand all the way to Loulan, Qiuci and Gumo City..."

"The people in these places look different from us, and their diets are also very different. I yearn for this place very much..."

Rong Qiuli opened the illustrations at the back and asked Song Xiang to enjoy them together.

Song Xiang was distracted until a cold voice came, breaking the harmonious atmosphere between the two.

"My wife, you are so happy!"

"If it weren't for Shuang Ming's gift, I wouldn't have known that my wife came to Mr. Rong's yard."

Rong Qiuli changed from his usual aloofness and said with a rare smile: "Young Master Jiang misunderstood. I invited Song Xiang to come over. I got a new book and I want her to enjoy it with me!"

"It's just a chat, I'm sure Mr. Jiang won't mind, right?"

Jiang Qingyan curled his lips and smiled, but his tone was still cold: "I certainly won't care..."

"It's just that as Xiang'er's official husband, it's only human nature to ask about Xiang'er's whereabouts."

"If Mr. Rong wants to invite Xiang'er over next time for a chat, you can ask Dongqing to let me know. This will save me the trouble of waiting in the guest house, right?"

Rong Qiuli pursed his lips into a line, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and there was a touch of arrogance in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, but he said it with incomparable wantonness: "It's Qiu Li's fault that makes Mr. Jiang worried, I will inform you in advance next time Mr. Jiang…”

Song Xiang was holding the book and his eyes were darting back and forth between the two of them. It was obvious that they were tense, but they suddenly developed into a harmonious and courteous relationship.

In terms of appearance, these two men are better than the existing husbands in her family.

Song Xiang shook his head, put the book on the table, took off the package from his shoulder, took out a box and said: "Grandma heard that Ayan had arrived in Xuanyang, and that Master Rong had betrothed Qiu Li to me, so she She took out a pair of hairpins she had given to my grandfather and said she wanted me to deliver them to you personally."

"One for each of you, it represents her elder's recognition of you two!"

Song Xiang took out two hairpins and handed them to two people respectively.

Rong Qiuli stretched out his hand to take it and said: "It is rare to see such a pure white jade hairpin. It can be seen that my grandmother spent a lot of effort at that time..."

Jiang Qingyan looked at the hairpin and said in his heart: Is it obvious to you? Before they even entered the house, they started competing for favor. The prefect's son was indeed not an easy person.

On the face, he sincerely praised: "This hairpin was polished very brightly by my grandmother. It can be seen that she can't put it down. It is used to see things and think about people. Why did you bring it too?"

Song Xiang smiled and replied: "Grandma really wants to give it, how can I not accept it?"

"Xian'er, when I'm free, I'll accompany you to meet my grandmother, so that she won't miss you so much. By the way, I'd like to thank her for the gift!"

"Okay! I'll accompany you later!" Song Xiang responded.

Receiving this gift was equivalent to being recognized by the Song family. Although Rong Qiuli didn't show it on his face, he was very happy in his heart: "Song Xiang, I like this gift very much. When you have the opportunity in the future, you must bring it to me." Go and thank Grandma.”

The tips of Song Xiang's ears were red. Before he even walked through the door, Rong Qiuli had already called his grandmother and regarded him as the grandson-in-law of the Song family. This was not embarrassing.

"Qiu Li, if grandma knows your thoughts, she will be very happy."

Young Master Jiang became furious when he saw Song Xiang looking so happy. If Rong Qiuli hadn't been there, he would have picked up Song Xiang and left.

He clenched his fists and said, holding back the sourness: "Xian'er, does that package contain your swaddle?"

Song Xiang nodded: "Yes, I kept remembering it after you said it last time, so I brought it here."

Jiang Qingyan was calm and composed. After glancing at Rong Qiuli, he walked to Song Xiang and took her hand. He said, "There are still some doubts that need to be sorted out about your infant. Why don't you go to my yard first?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Rong Qiuli said calmly: "Song Xiang, after you finish chatting with Mr. Jiang later, can you come over to my place and sit down again? I have some other things that I want to talk to you about alone. "

Song Xiang hurriedly responded.

An angry Jiang Qingyan squeezed Song Xiang's hand secretly: his wife was about to be seduced by Hu Meizi, who had never been married, yet in front of him...

Jiang Qingyan grabbed the package, pulled Song Xiang and said to Rong Qiuli: "Mr. Rong, my wife and I haven't seen each other for a long time. We have many intimate things to say, so I won't bother Mr. Rong here. Farewell!"

"Master Jiang, please go!"

Rong Qiuli called out to Song Xiang, cast a loving look, raised his lips and said, "I'll wait for you..."

Jiang Qingyan quickly flicked his eyes. If eyes could kill, Rong Qiuli would have been slashed by Jiang Qingyan countless times.

After the two of them completely left their yard, Rong Qiuli couldn't help but chuckle.

Dongqing waited respectfully at the door. Seeing that her young master looked like his plan had succeeded, she secretly covered her mouth and smiled: "Sir, Mr. Jiang is really angry with you..."

"I didn't expect that the young master also has such a jealous side. It's so strange!"

Rong Qiuli's expression changed and he returned to his cold look: "Holly, the drinking water trough in the stable has not been cleaned. You are so free, why not clean it up instead of the groom's work?"

"Sir! I made a mistake! I slapped my tongue. Can you please not send me to the stable?"

Rong Qiuli pretended to be angry and said, "Why don't you go quickly?"

He turned around, grinning with a smile.

Dongqing saw that Rong Qiuli was determined to let him deal with it, so she left dejectedly...

...

Rongfu Guest House.

Jiang Qingyan entered the side room and bolted the door from the inside, threw the package on the table, picked up Song Xiang and took it to the bed.

Song Xiang whispered: "Ayan, in the blue sky and white sun, what are you doing?"

"Don't you still know what I did?" Jiang Qingyan completely broke the jealousy barrier today, and spoke with an angry attitude, "Then Rong Gui must have seen something from my mother-in-law, and deliberately killed her son. I was betrothed to you, but you didn't hold it for me, and you went to get close to him? Have you ever thought about me?"

Jiang Qingyan was probably furious. He opened his lapels, half-took off Song Xiang's robe, and bit down on Song Xiang's shoulder, leaving a clear tooth mark: "You are mine. Before we got married, Don’t look at him!”