Food for the people

Song Siming's expression changed suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost.

If it weren't for carrying things in both hands, I would almost rub my eyes vigorously to see if my eyes were dazzled.

His swift movement naturally attracted everyone's attention. Qiao Yu followed his gaze to look at Lu Jincheng and asked, "Do you know each other?"

Song Siming thought to himself: Should I ask you this?

Lu Jincheng raised his head and glanced at Song Siming, without any extra expression on his face, he said very naturally, "I've seen it before, but I'm not familiar with it."

Song Siming: ...

It was definitely his prince.

In fact, he was not wrong, there were many guards in the palace, and he was not Lu Jincheng's personal bodyguard, and he might not be able to see him once a year. Being able to have an impression of his face already showed that Lu Jincheng had a pretty good memory.

His mind was spinning quickly, and he immediately understood what Lu Jincheng meant from these few words. He smiled dryly and said, "Well, I've seen it a few times."

Qiao Yu is not stupid, nor is he a child who has never seen the world, from Song Siming's expression, he can guess something.

He knew that Mr. Yan was a powerful and powerful son. Song Siming had been silent about his errands before, but now he was so surprised to see Mr. Yan. It must have been more than a few times.

It seems that Mr. Yan is more like Song Siming's master.

It was only now that Qiao Yu finally became curious about Lu Jincheng's identity, but the two were not close friends, so he was curious and too embarrassed to ask, so he had to suppress his curiosity and pretended that he was interested in the relationship between them. Relationships are of no interest.

Letting the flow take its course, he changed the subject and said, "Okay, since everyone has seen it before, I don't bother to introduce it. Come over to eat. I just put the dishes on the table, and I haven't had time to move my chopsticks yet."

How could Song Siming dare to sit down and eat, he moved over a few steps and put the things he brought on the table, trying to pretend to be natural and said: "I forgot, grandma has already prepared food for me to go back to eat, you can eat, I won't bother."

After finishing speaking, before Qiao Yu could speak, he quickly exited the courtyard, and closed the door for them very understandingly.

Qiao Yu: ...

Song Siming's acting skills are so bad, he wants to pretend that he has no interest in the relationship between these two people and he doesn't know how to continue acting. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is something tricky between them!

The two of them had known each other for only a few days, Lu Jincheng helped him a lot, and he also treated him to two meals, but they weren't good enough to tell each other, and it wasn't really mutual, either. Qiao Yu's own background is so much, there is no need to hand it in, Lu Jincheng can see it clearly.

Lu Jincheng didn't say his identity, but he could understand it.

Although he feels that whether he knows or not has no effect on their relationship, there is nothing wrong with others being cautious. Even if he made friends in the past, he would confess within three or two days, let alone the imperial power with obvious class dynasty.

Thinking of it this way, Qiao Yu's curiosity was not much left, so he picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a piece of fried tenderloin and thought about it, and put it into Lu Jincheng's bowl.

"Eat, why are you staring blankly?"

Then he gave it to Qiao Ling: "Eat it quickly, it tastes best when it's crispy, and it won't taste good when it's cooked."

Lu Jincheng's eyes fell from Qiao Yu's body to the fried pork tenderloin in the bowl, and he thought: It really is so.

Here everyone was having a meal with different thoughts, while Song Siming returned home distraught.

In fact, Grandma Song didn't know that he was coming back today, and she didn't cook his meal. He Yueyue had already eaten, so he stopped Grandma Song from cooking it for him alone, but wanted to drop by Qiao Yu's for a meal.

How can I miss the meal, and I am frightened after eating it.

Seeing that he came back so soon, Grandma Song asked, "Aren't the two brothers at home?"

After asking, seeing that the things Song Siming mentioned were gone when he left, he asked again: "You didn't go at the right time, they already ate?"

Every time Song Siming came back, he would go to Qiao's house for a meal. Grandma Song had long been used to it. When she saw him coming back early this morning, she thought it was the wrong time to go and she missed it.

Song Siming thought for a while, then hummed, and asked Grandma Song to get him something to eat, and he didn't say anything about meeting Prince Yan at Qiao's house.

He hasn't figured it out until now, how did Qiao Yu know Prince Yan?Not only did they know each other, but they also invited Prince Yan to dinner in their yard.

Seeing Prince Yan's expression, it seems that he didn't tell Qiao Yu his identity, so he was even more strange. How did two people who couldn't get along with each other know each other?And it's only been a few days, and it's already good enough to eat at the same table?

Qiao Yu didn't know Prince Yan's real identity so he didn't say anything, what did his prince think?

Qiao Yu has no power, what can attract a prince to befriend him?

Song Siming was puzzled, and suddenly thought of the "rumor" he heard from other guards at some point.

King Yan is twenty-three this year. As the emperor's direct brother, he is deeply loved by the empress dowager and the emperor. The former emperor has quite a few heirs. There are eighteen princes and princesses in total. Lu Jincheng is the fourteenth, and today he is the third.

Song Siming did not know about the alternation of imperial power in the palace, and no one in the world dared to speculate.

In short, when Jinshang ascended the throne, the eldest prince and the second prince were bestowed with death, exiled, and the crown prince naturally fell into the hands of the third prince, who was Jinshang.

In the three years since Jinshang ascended the throne, the ministers who stood in the court and the court were cleaned up with iron and blood. Many ministers were imprisoned because of this, and the harem was naturally involved.

The former emperor's heirs poured out a large number.

In the end, it is said that the remaining ones are the princes whose mother's family has little power and can't make big waves if they leave it alone.

Apart from the young Eighteenth Princess, Lu Jincheng, the king of Yan, is still staying in Hanyang City.

The world said that Lu Jincheng and his compatriots from the same mother were both born to the current queen mother, and they were brothers and sisters whose blood was thicker than water, so they were able to receive this treatment.

Whether this is the case Song Siming is of course not clear, but it is true that King Yan is deeply loved by the Empress Dowager. Even if it is not a festival, the rewards from Prince Yan's Mansion have never been cut off, and the rare things that are paid tribute from all over the world are always indispensable to Prince Yan's Mansion. For that share, he was even given a special waist card today, allowing him to freely enter and leave the palace at any time.

Apart from King Yan, there is no other such honor in the world today.

It's just a little strange, King Yan is now old enough to be the father of several children in an ordinary family, but he still has no princess, and it's fine if he doesn't have a princess. I have never seen it before, and even the personal servants are only servants, and there is no sign of half a maid.

They usually dare not chew their master's tongue, but there are still rumors from other places, saying that the reason why his family Yan Wang is unmarried and has no concubine is because he doesn't like women at all.

If you don't like women, you like men.

The folk customs in the central government are open, and some court officials even blatantly took a male concubine into their own mansion.

Song Siming is not a brat who doesn't understand anything, he knows what a man's desire/desire is all about, how can a prince with a high position and power, who is under one person and above ten thousand people, have any reason to endure being a monk , if you don't touch it, you must not like it.

If you want to touch... then you must like it.

Song Siming's complexion changed, and he felt like he was in a cold sweat.

Qiao Yu has no power, no power, no status, except for his good cooking, his face is pretty attractive.

Lord Yan has a lot of things going on every day, so why did he get to know him, and even if he knew him, he condescended to come to his house.

Song Siming couldn't think of any other reason, and took the thoughts in his mind more and more seriously.

Then he sincerely worried for Qiao Yu.

He had heard from Qiao Yu earlier that he had a childhood sweetheart in-law. Although his family had no choice but to get divorced, it at least showed that Qiao Yu liked girls. If he doesn't mean it...

Song Siming thought of the scripts he had read about prostitution, and instantly felt dizzy.

Although he was working in Prince Yan's mansion, he actually saw Prince Yan very rarely, so he didn't know much about Lu Jincheng himself, and he heard a lot about his character.

So in this way, he still prefers Qiao Yu in his heart.

At this moment, his mind is full of the imaginings of Prince Yan's robbery and forcing Qiao Yu to submit, and he is so anxious that he is pulling out his hair bald.

Yu Li is the guard of Prince Yan's Mansion, and Lu Jincheng's orders are heaven, so he should obey them.

Yu Qing is Qiao Yu's friend, so she can't watch him being dragged into the fire pit, even if others speak lightly, just remind him a few words.

Song Siming wandered around the room anxiously.

Grandma Song cooked the rice and brought it in for him, and he wandered around the room like a fly.

"Hey, what are you doing? What's wrong, sit down first, it makes me dizzy."

Song Siming didn't dare to tell grandma the truth, but he couldn't wait for someone to help him, so he thought about it and asked very cryptically: "Grandma, if a friend is in trouble, do you think I will help?"

Grandma Song didn't know what kind of riddle he was playing, so she replied very calmly: "Since you say you are a friend, why don't you help me?"

Song Siming said again: "If I help, will I cause trouble for myself?"

He is a little bodyguard, if he really offends Prince Yan, losing his errand is not a big deal, but getting him into trouble is a big deal.

Grandma Song looked up at him again after hearing the words, and asked, "Is your conscience safe if you don't help me?"

Song Siming thought for a while, then shook his head.

"Then help, you don't want to be upright, but you want to be honest, if you really break into something big, I will send your sister to another place, as long as someone takes care of her, I am not afraid of you stabbing the sky down. "

Song Siming asked casually, but his eyes turned red when Grandma Song said a few words.

After thinking for a long time, he said, "I know what to do, grandma, don't worry."

Grandma Song explained a truth that she seldom talked about, and without asking Song Siming what he knew, she hummed and pushed the rice in front of him.

"Go when you think about it, there is grandma."