Enter the room 2

"Oh!" King Ning stopped pacing and walked to the curtain.

Song Tao hurriedly lowered her body, kowtowed heavily to King Ning, and said: "I know my cousin's temperament, I can help the prince accept Song Jiyun as his side concubine."

Isn't Song Jiyun able to have what he is today because of Yuan Yunzhong?

She would like to see how she, Song Jiyun can get out again when the scandal that King Ning started competing with Yuan Yunzhong for Song Jiyun gets out.

Song Tao thought bitterly.

King Ning laughed out loud.

Song Tao laughed so frightened.

"Let her in!" King Ning said.

King Ning's staff answered "yes" in a low voice, and gave Song Tao a complicated look.

Song Tao didn't see it.

What is more important than life.

She respectfully said to Ning Wang: "My cousin has been rebellious since she was a child. Those reputations that ordinary girls care about are nothing to her. But there is one thing that many people don't understand. She values ​​her most. mother and younger sister. If the prince wants to convince her, he can only hold her mother and younger sisters."

But Song Jiyun's bottom line is also her mother and sisters.

And with King Ning's temperament, it is impossible for him to coax Song Jiyun.But if he touches Song Jiyun's mother and sister, Song Jiyun will definitely be like a lioness, and will never die with King Ning.

King Ning wants to accept Song Cumulus, dreaming!

Song Jiyun wanted to marry Yuan Yunzhong, he could only think about it!
When Song Tao thought of this, the depression in his chest eased a lot.

"There is one thing you may not know." Song Tao said respectfully, "My cousin and Yuan Yunzhong were able to achieve such a good thing at the beginning because my second uncle died suddenly of illness. My grandmother intended to betroth her to her natal nephew. "

She recounted what happened to the Song family back then.

Of course, she was also a victim back then - if Song Jiyun hadn't been in charge of the Songjia Kiln Factory in the end, she would not have been pushed out by her father to be the manager of the Liangyu Kiln Factory because of Song Jiyun's talent for firing porcelain.

King Ning really didn't know about such a thing.

The more he listened to it, the more interesting he became, and finally he said with great interest, "According to what you said, Song Jiyun's talent in firing porcelain is rare in a hundred years?"

"Yes!" Song Tao gritted her teeth and said.

King Ning made a lot of money from the Hong family's private kiln.Now that the Hong family has been raided, he has always wanted to find someone who can replace the Hong family and continue to help him make porcelain.This is also the reason why she was escorted onto the boat by King Ning's men at Nantiandu Wharf.

Now that almost [-]% of the porcelain in Song Jiyun's kiln has been fired, King Ning will definitely be interested in Song Jiyun.

Instead of letting Song Jiyun keep pressing on top of her head, it is better to send Song Jiyun to Queen Ning's residence and let her fight with the concubines and concubines.

She continued: "You have also witnessed her porcelain firing skills. The sweet white porcelain in the hands of the Song family is more beautiful than jade porcelain. If you don't believe it, you can ask someone to go to Jingdezhen to inquire. If I There is a lie, let me be bombarded by the sky, and I will die."

She swears.

King Ning was really moved, he waved to her, and said: "Tell me about Yuan Yunzhong and Song Jiyun carefully."

*
Song Jiyun and Yuan Yunzhong fulfilled their vows at Hongluo Temple.

Yuan Yunzhong looked at Yinshi and was dragged out of the city by him. Song Jiyun, who yawned before entering the main hall, walked under the century-old ginkgo tree in front of the hall, and said in annoyed way: "If I knew this, I beg the Bodhisattva." At that time, I said that I came alone to fulfill my wish.”

Although Song Jiyun fell asleep all the way, she let go of the things that had been hanging in her heart, and her whole body relaxed, no matter how much she slept, she felt that she didn't get enough sleep.

"Shouldn't you promise the Bodhisattva that you come alone to fulfill your wish." She yawned again, the corners of her eyes were a little wet, she hurriedly wiped it with a handkerchief, and said, "You should find a nearby monastery. Or make a seven-day promise." Or fifteen days or something."

Who told him to come to fulfill his wish the next day.

He looked at her helplessly: "The Bodhisattva in Hongluo Temple is very spiritual!"

Song Jiyun nodded, and yawned again: "But I'm afraid I'm even more disrespectful."

Just now Yuan Yunzhong promised in the hall that the Bodhisattva would bless her and Song Tao's lawsuit to go smoothly, and he would definitely gild the Bodhisattva's body.

Yuan Yunzhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said softly: "You hold on for a while, and when you get on the carriage, you continue to sleep."

Song Jiyun nodded.

The morning light shone on her sleepy face, and the thin, downy hair at the corners of her mane was soft against her forehead, as immature as a child...and cute.

Tenderness surged in Yuan Yunzhong's chest, seeing him and Song Jiyun's people all around, he couldn't help but hold her in his arms.

"Yun Duo, let's get married as soon as possible!" He whispered in her ear, "Let's go back to Jingdezhen as soon as possible."

"Yeah!" Song Jiyun finally had someone he could rely on, not to mention the warm and pleasant embrace, "We'll go back after this lawsuit is over."

Yuan Yunzhong nodded.

Someone coughed lightly.

A trace of regret flashed in Yuan Yunzhong's eyes.

Yun Duo has never had a male-female defense against him, but he can't lose his vigilance because of this.

He shouldn't have held onto her in public.

He slowly let go of Song Jiyun and looked towards the coughing reputation.

Wang Hua blushed and lowered his head, glancing at Yuan Yunzhong from the corner of his eyes from time to time.

Seeing this, he hurriedly said: "The abbot of Hongluo Temple has brought some great monks from Zhiketang over."

Yuan Yunzhong ordered Xiang Ye: "You help the owner to rest in the carriage, and I will come right away."

Song Jiyun wanted to go back to the carriage early to catch up on sleep, so he said a few words to Yuan Yunzhong, and then got into the carriage surrounded by Xiang Ye and others.

After Yuan Yunzhong exchanged greetings with the abbot, and returned to the carriage after donating sesame oil, Song Jiyun had already fallen asleep.

Yuan Yunzhong shook his head with a smile, and told the coachman: "Don't worry, go back to the city slowly."

The coachman agreed, and thirty or so guards escorted the three carriages to Dongzhimen.

After entering the city, it was almost time to close the city gate in the afternoon, and the street market was even busier than at noon.

Song Jiyun woke up suddenly, and she asked in a daze, "Where are you?"

Yuan Yunzhong smiled and put his hands over her eyes, and said softly: "Just passed Beixincang, it's still early to go home, you sleep a little longer, I'll call you when we arrive."

Song Jiyun slept very comfortably, let out a lazily "um", and wanted to stretch, only to find himself pillowed on Yuan Yunzhong's lap.

She was startled, and asked, "Is your leg numb?"

The word "not numb" was already on the tip of his tongue, Yuan Yun's heart moved, and he swallowed it again, saying: "It's okay!"

Song Jiyun was about to sit up, but was supported by Yuan Yunzhong's shoulders, and said: "Slow down, be careful and get dizzy too quickly."

"Why did I sleep on your lap?" Song Jiyun was puzzled, and his movements were a little slower.

Yuan Yunzhong helped her up, and said calmly: "I see that you are uncomfortable sleeping, so I let you pillow on my lap."

In fact, he saw her sleeping like a begonia, and wanted to hold her in his arms, but he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back, so he decided to let her pillow on his lap.

However, even if he killed him, he would not tell Song Jiyun.

Song Jiyun knows Yuan Yunzhong better now, the more he understates, the more things will happen.

Could it be that she made it by herself?

Song Jiyun was suspicious, and the carriage stopped.

Yuan Yunzhong immediately jumped out of the carriage.

Song Jiyun touched his chin.

Yuan Yunzhong acted too urgently.

"It's really because I didn't sleep well..." She lifted the curtain of the carriage, and Yuan Yunzhong helped her out of the carriage.

Zhou Zheng ran over from the alley, out of breath.

"Master, Uncle." He was a little incoherent, "It's not good, Miss San, no, it's Song Tao, hanged."