The little lady of the Hou's Mansion who traveled through time

In the past few days, Song Sijun's small life at Wei Changqing's house was very good, except that he couldn't go out, everything else was similar to that in the Hou's mansion.

Because Gu Chengxuan was plotted by Song Sijun and mistakenly thought that he was pregnant with his eldest grandson, so he didn't make things difficult for Song Sijun.

Wei Changqing is indeed a good person, and he has taken great care of Song Sijun these days, giving him whatever he wants.

Outsiders don't know, they really think Song Sijun is his wife.

Song Sijun didn't respond on the surface, he ate and drank a lot of food every day, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

After all, there is a fake him in the Hou Mansion now.

Song Gui and him do look alike, if they can imitate, perhaps they can really deceive Shen Yinghan.

Thinking that a green hat would appear on his head at any time, Song Sijun felt that he was going to get pregnant.

After learning that Shen Yinghan had returned, Song Sijun began to think about how to escape.

And Wei Changqing obviously guessed what he was thinking, and silently tightened his guard.

In the end, Wei Changqing didn't go to the palace to stand guard directly, and instead stood guard at the door of Song Sijun's room.

Song Sijun's three-legged cat kung fu was not enough in front of Wei Changqing, but now because there is an uneasy cub in his stomach, his back hurts every day, let alone use force to force his way out.

Song Sijun lay at the window with a sour plum in his mouth, looked at Wei Changqing who was standing outside, and asked, "Did Shen Yinghan come back yesterday?"

Wei Changqing nodded, "I returned to Beijing at You hour yesterday."

Song Sijun frowned, "Song Gui went to pick him up?" Thinking of Song Gui now pretending to be intimate with Shen Yinghan, Song Sijun's scalp tingled, and he only hoped that Shen Yinghan could still be the same as before, distinguishing the two at a glance.

Seeing that Song Sijun was unhappy, Wei Changqing guessed that he was willing, and hurriedly comforted him: "Song Gui is now pretending to be sick in order to avoid showing his flaws."

Song Sijun said: "Shen Yinghan will know what happened in the capital these few days, and he must be curious why the emperor let me go back safely." He spat out the sour plum core in his mouth, "In order not to make Shen Yinghan curious, the emperor must It makes sense for Song Gui to go back. Let me think about it..."

Song Sijun turned his little head around, "This time the prince had an accident. If Gu Chengxuan let it go too easily, it would look weird, so even if he pretends, he has to compete with Shen Yinghan. And the emperor likes to use poison the most." No. He wouldn't let Song Gui take poison and then threaten Shen Yinghan with it, right?" After saying this, Song Sijun became more and more sure of his conjecture.

If Song Gui was poisoned, he would be bedridden or unconscious, so that he wouldn't show too much.

Facing the fake Song Sijun who was poisoned, Shen Yinghan would definitely be anxious, but he would be confused if he cared, and he would certainly not notice that he had been swapped.

Wei Changqing was taken aback for a moment, then said, "I don't know."

Seeing his somewhat subtle reaction, Song Sijun knew that his guess was indistinguishable.

Then, he himself also breathed a sigh of relief.

If Song Gui is poisoned, at least he won't be able to wear his cuckold for a while.

It's just that I don't know what Gu Chengxuan wants Shen Yinghan to exchange for the antidote.

military power?Or some other special condition?

The imperial court's schemes are also troublesome.

All he wanted to know now was, where did Lin Changxu go?

When you need him, there is no one for a long time. When you don't need him, you just go to him when you have nothing to do.

There were informants left by Shen Huaqing in the Wei mansion, and these informants, Song Sijun, Shen Huaqing's appointed young master, could not be contacted or dispatched, but they could deliver news to Lin Changxu.

Then Lin Changxu should know that he is in Wei Changqing's mansion.

Even if you don't come to rescue him, you still have to inform Shen Yinghan...

Lin Changxu, don't lose the chain at this time!

Song Sijun sighed, ate another sour plum, then looked at Wei Changqing again, and said, "If I run away again this time, what will Gu Chengxuan do to you?"

Wei Changqing said, "I don't know."

"Will it kill you?"

Wei Changqing didn't answer, just said: "My mother's health is much better recently, thank you."

Song Sijun said: "Don't change the subject. To be honest, I can't be imprisoned by you honestly."

"Is this a preview before escaping?"

Song Sijun was slightly taken aback, then laughed, "You have also become humorous recently."

Wei Changqing also laughed.For some reason, when he was with Song Sijun, he felt much more relaxed, and he also became more joking.

Song Sijun said: "You might as well tell the emperor to let others take care of me, so that if I escape, I don't have to worry about the emperor beheading you."

"No!" Wei Changqing refused decisively.

Song Sijun asked, "Why?"

Wei Changqing turned his head and said, "If it were someone else, you would suffer. You are not in good health now..."

After all, Song Sijun understood Wei Changqing's feelings, but he couldn't respond, and couldn't express any other emotions except guilt.

Song Sijun said: "Wei Changqing, you should go out more and meet more people."

After hearing this, Wei Changqing smiled wryly and said, "When I have time, I will."

"You are not suitable for the imperial court. You should be in the Jianghu, like a knight, and enjoy the Jianghu."

Wei Changqing didn't answer, and looked at the distant sky with some loneliness.

"Today is my birthday, would you like to have a drink with me?" Song Sijun said suddenly.

Wei Changqing looked at him, frowned suspiciously and said, "I remember that your birthday has already passed, and my mother sent a congratulatory gift at that time."

"That's not my real birthday." Song Sijun lied solemnly, "My father fell ill shortly after I was born, and the fortune teller said that my horoscope would defeat my father, and the solution was to change my birthday horoscope, so some time ago It’s my birthday. In fact, today is my real birthday.”

Wei Changqing, who was deceived by Song Sijun, showed some doubts.

Seeing this, Song Sijun sighed, showing disappointment on his face, "It's fine if you don't believe it. Get me some food and wine, and I will celebrate my birthday by myself."

Seeing him so disappointed, Wei Changqing couldn't bear it, and said: "Your current situation is not suitable for drinking."

Song Sijun said: "I am a doctor myself, I know. You can still drink two glasses of ordinary wine."

"I'll have someone prepare it for you, but you can't drink too much." After Wei Changqing printed it, he asked his servants to prepare it. When it was dinner time, the food and wine were served on the table.

Because I heard that it is Song Sijun's birthday, so today's meal is richer than usual.

After the food was set, Song Sijun asked Wei Changqing to accompany him.

Song Sijun also invited Wei Changqing to have dinner together before, but he always refused Song Sijun on the grounds of his different status and orderly status.

This time, because it was Song Sijun's birthday, he was rarely willing to sit down and have dinner with Song Sijun.

Song Sijun poured him a glass of wine and said, "Come on, just wish me a happy birthday and have a toast."

Wei Changqing picked up the wine glass and said, "Although this wine is not strong, you can't drink too much."

Song Sijun smiled and said: "Understood, don't be like the old lady who keeps saying that my ears are about to get calluses."

Hearing his teasing, Wei Changqing sighed helplessly, and said, "Since you came here, your complexion has become worse and worse, and your body has been feeling unwell. I want to find a doctor for you, but you don't want to. How can I not worry!"

Song Sijun was somewhat moved when he heard his words from the bottom of his heart.

And Song Sijun drank from a glass, so following Wei Changqing's words, he put down his glass and said, "I am a doctor myself, so I understand my situation. Forget it, I won't drink this wine, but you must have a drink." He Looking at Wei Changqing, he smiled and said, "It's time to celebrate my birthday at the bar."

Wei Changqing nodded and said: "It should be so." After he finished speaking, he drank the wine in his hand.

Song Sijun watched him drink the wine, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He picked up the chopsticks and continued to say to Wei Changqing, "Eat."

The two ate in silence. After a while, Song Sijun suddenly put down the bowl and chopsticks, and sighed, "Don't you think it's too quiet for us to eat like this?"

Wei Changqing looked at him, not knowing what to say.

He is indeed too honest, getting along with him is somewhat like getting along with wood.

Song Sijun was helpless, poured another glass of wine for Wei Changqing, and said: "The wine has already been served, it's a pity if you don't drink it, you have another glass."

Wei Changqing looked at the wine glass that had been filled again, looked at Song Sijun, and suddenly asked, "Are you getting drunk first and I run away?"

Song Sijun laughed after listening, "Then do you think this method is feasible?"

Wei Changqing shook his head, "I drink well."

Song Sijun put a piece of tofu in his mouth, "You are a martial arts practitioner and have lived in the army all year round. You know that you can drink well after thinking about it. If you are afraid that I will get you drunk, stop drinking."

Wei Changqing looked hesitantly at the wine glass that Song Sijun personally filled for him, and felt that it was a pity to leave it here.

After all, it is impossible for Song Sijun to pour wine for him for the rest of his life.

Wei Changqing drank the second glass of wine, seeing the smile in Song Sijun's eyes, Wei Changqing also became happy.

After dinner, the maid cleaned up the dishes, Song Sijun suddenly said: "According to the time, it's time to see your mother again. If you have nothing to do in a few days, why don't you take me to see your mother?"

Wei Changqing hesitated.

Song Sijun said: "Just follow me, I can always escape under your nose, right? And your mother's illness should be reviewed in time, and then the medicine should be adjusted according to the situation."

"Why does it have to be today?"

Song Sijun frowned, "Then if I go tomorrow, will you ask me the same question? I have to choose a time."

Wei Changqing shook his head, "That's not what I mean... I just think that you did a lot of things today, which is a little abnormal..."

When something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Wei Changqing, who was deceived by Song Sijun, still has a little memory.

Hearing this, Song Sijun looked lonely, bowed his head and said: "In the past, Shen Yinghan was always with me on my birthday, but now that he is not by my side, I feel empty in my heart... I always want to find something to do."

Hearing what he said, the suspicion in Wei Changqing's heart was taken over by guilt by the way.

Wei Changqing also understood that he was not Shen Yinghan, and naturally he couldn't make up for Song Sijun's loneliness at this time, so he followed the other party's wishes and said, "I understand, I will take you to mother's side."

Song Sijun didn't show much joy when he heard the words, but just nodded with a bored face.

As if he was really just there to pass the time.