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The next morning, Feng Qingjiu got up early and prepared to send the shit back.

"Girl, I'm so hungry, please give me something to eat!" Feng Qinglan swallowed her saliva and said, "You haven't given me anything to eat since yesterday. Even a cow can't stand it!"

Xia Ling crossed her legs and ate melon seeds.

Humph, this vicious woman couldn't stand it anymore after only being hungry for one day!

In the past, she would let the lady and the young lady starve for two or three days.

"Do you want to eat something?" Xia Ling asked.

Feng Qinglan nodded: "Yeah, yeah, I'm really hungry."

Because of her pregnancy, her appetite was bigger than usual. Feng Qinglan had been hungry for a whole day and now felt like she was starving.

Xia Ling stood up and clapped her hands: "Do you want to eat? No, just bear with the hunger."

With a creak, Feng Qingjiu came in from outside the door.

Xia Ling: "Miss, you are here."

Feng Qingjiu looked at the person on the bed and smiled: "Okay, I've had a good rest now, I'll take you back to your Yongning Palace."

Hearing this, Feng Qinglan was horrified and kept shaking her head: "I don't want to go back, please, don't send me back."

Now that his face has been restored, if he were to return to the palace and be seen, he would definitely be dead.

"Girl, lady...! Consider it a plea from me, don't send me back. You can send me anywhere you want, but don't send me back to the palace, okay?"

Seeing the pleading eyes of the woman in front of him, Feng Qingjiu was not moved at all: "No, you have to go back."

With a "bang", Feng Qinglan was knocked unconscious by a palm strike!

Feng Qingjiu carried her up and said, "With your character, I'm lucky I didn't just throw you into the mountains and forests!"

"Xia Ling, I'm leaving!"

After Feng Qingjiu finished speaking, he flew away with a whoosh.

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Dali Temple.

Because the emperor only gave Shangguan Qing one month, and Song Shu could not help much, all she could do was to prepare meals every day and send them to the Dali Temple for Gu Jing'an, and also send a portion to Shangguan Qing.

Because Shangguan Qing's original wife died during childbirth, and the child also died at the age of four! Therefore, he is now a lonely man.

At this time, Shangguan Qingzheng was looking at some secret letters with a worried look on his face.

"Sir, Mrs. Song wants to see you!" the subordinate reported.

Shangguan Qing: "Let her in."

Subordinate: "Yes, sir."

About a cup of tea later, Song Shu came to where Shangguan Qing was handling official business, carrying a lunch box.

Shangguan Qing put down the secret letter in his hand and smiled: "Mrs. Song."

Song Shu smiled and replied, "Shangguan Sir, you are still busy!"

"I guess you haven't had breakfast yet! I made some, if you don't mind...!"

Shangguan Qing took the food box with a smile on his face: "I don't mind, Madam Song's cooking skills are extraordinary, but I am embarrassed to trouble Madam Song too much."

Song Shu shook her head: "As long as Lord Shangguan doesn't mind."

"Sir Shangguan, please go ahead and do your work. I will go back first."

"Mrs. Song, please stay." Shangguan Qing shouted.

Song Shu turned around: "Shangguan Sir."

Shangguan Qing smiled and said, "Mrs. Song, come here. I want to show you something."

Song Shu nodded.

Shangguan Qing then picked up a secret letter from the desk and handed it to Song Shu: "Madam Song, although I am familiar with Brother Gu, I still don't know some of his habits very well."

"Mrs. Song, could you please take a look at this secret letter to see if it came from Brother Gu?"

Song Shu opened the secret letter, read the contents, and was shocked.

Because the content of the secret letter was written by Gu Jing'an himself to Gui Guzi, asking him to help him move the disaster relief silver.

And the handwriting is exactly the same as Gu Jingan's.

Looking at the contents and handwriting of the secret letter, Song Shu frowned.

Who on earth could imitate so well?

"Sir Shangguan, this handwriting is exactly the same as Jing'an's, even some of the subtle writing habits are the same."

"This is a difficult problem!" Shangguan Qing frowned.

"This secret letter was intended to be delivered to the Emperor at the palace, but was intercepted by my people."

"Now the enemy is in the dark, and we are in the light. It seems that someone is deliberately trying to kill Brother Gu this time."

When Song Shu heard this, she panicked: "Shangguan Sir, you must help Jing An."

Shangguan Qing nodded: "Mrs. Song, don't worry, I will do my best to help Brother Gu clear his name and clear his name."

...............

On the other side, around four o'clock in the afternoon, Feng Qingjiu successfully sent Feng Qinglan to Yongning Palace.

When I was preparing to go back, I was thinking that I hadn't seen my beautiful mother for some time.

So I went back to the warm little courtyard.

At this time, Song Shu had already returned from the Dali Temple and was sitting alone in the yard.

“Cough cough cough…!” Song Shu coughed a few times.

“Mom…!” Feng Qingjiu called softly.

Song Shu raised her eyes and said, "Strange, why did I feel like I heard Ah Jiu's voice just now?"

After a while, Song Shu smiled bitterly and shook her head: "I'm really old. I'm actually hallucinating."

At this moment, Song Shu's eyes were covered from behind.

Then a familiar voice was heard.

"Beauty, guess who I am?"

"Ajiu..." Song Shu said excitedly, "It's really you, Ajiu."

Feng Qingjiu let go of his beautiful mother, came to her, and said with a smile: "It's really boring. My mother guessed it right away."

Song Shu stood up, her tone full of excitement: "Ajiu, why are you back? Has the poison of the prince been cured?"

Feng Qingjiu leaned his head on the beautiful mother's shoulder: "Amo's poison has not been cured yet. I just came back for some business. I missed my mother very much, so I came to see you."

"By the way, mother, I hope everything is fine at home during the few days my daughter has been away!"

Ah Jiu is already tired enough! There is no need to tell her about Jing An.

Song Shu reached out and patted her daughter on the back, saying gently, "It's okay. Mom is fine, and everyone is fine."

"Just be careful out there, Jiu."

Feng Qingjiu: "Mom, don't worry! I'm fine."

"Oh, by the way, Mom, I have something else to do. Please take good care of yourself. I will be back in a month at most."

Song Shu nodded: "Well, okay, mother will wait for Jiu to come back."

"Mom, when I come back, I will hold a grand wedding for you and Uncle Gu." Feng Qingjiu said with a smile.

"Okay!" Song Shu said softly, "Go!"

"Hug me again." Feng Qingjiu sighed, "I really don't want to leave my mother's arms."

"Alright, alright, go ahead! Stop wasting time." Song Shu patted her daughter's head.

Feng Qingjiu: "Mom, I'm leaving now."

Song Shu: "Go!"