The prince's favorite concubine is flirtatious and wild

"I must be desperate to do this. I don't know what happened to me. It looks a little pitiful."

"Who's in the carriage?"

"It's Dali Temple Minister."

"Hiss... complain to Dali Siqing, is this person crazy?"

"Looking at him, he seems to know who is in the carriage."

"So this is a purposeful call for grievances. It seems that the person who sued is not young."

If he wanted to file a complaint, he would naturally go to the Jingzhao Yamen. Dali Temple was in charge of major cases, and anyone who had nothing to do would want to get involved with Dali Temple, and wished he could take a detour.

This man is good, and he only catches the minister of Dali Temple to stop him.

Do you think Jing Zhaoyin is incompetent and dare not take care of his case?

The onlookers have guessed in their hearts.

On the second floor, Song Jiu looked at the man kneeling in front of the carriage, raised his eyebrows slightly, and sneered across the corner of his mouth.

Song Yan asked a little worriedly: "Are you sure this trick will work?"

"En." Song Jiu nodded, and then said: "Whether it's useful or not, it doesn't affect me anyway."

But the fact is that no one born in the royal family is a good person.

Even if the First Prince's future cannot be cut off today, a layer of skin can be peeled off from him.

And what she has to do is to let this fire burn on Shangguan Chun, and let them eat dogs.

"Is this person reliable, will he miss something?" Song Yan asked.

Song Jiu: "Don't worry, no, he doesn't know anything, I asked Xun An to get in touch with him. Yes, he and Qiao Yingtian are very happy, but no, Qiao Ying can't recruit anything, let alone she dare not say more. "

If the eldest prince did not suffer any loss from this failure, even if Qiao Ying was suspected, she would not reveal a word. It was Qiao Ying who begged Wen Yuanlang to save her. , It is estimated that he will die ugly.

If Qiao Ying really did not spare her life, she should have committed suicide long before the eldest prince snatched her back.

It has been going on until now, isn't it just to find a way to survive.

Prince Yan's mansion is low-key, not everyone recognizes Xiao Qinghan, let alone the guards around him, and she can still trust her, so she asked Xun'an to secretly find Qiao Ying's fiancé.

It was the man who stopped Dali Siqing's sedan chair in the street, kneeled on the ground and kowtowed for injustice.

The curtain of the car was lifted, revealing Dali Siqing's round and serious face. When he spoke, the flesh on both sides of his cheeks trembled slightly.

"Who's here?" he asked.

In the carriage, besides Zhou Chengyi, the Minister of Dali Temple, there was another handsome man.

Shangguan Chun was dressed in a robe embroidered with gold and pine blue, and his hair was tied with a jade crown. Although he had a stern demeanor, he looked kind.

The onlookers were amazed at Shangguan Chun's elegant and gorgeous appearance. In the private room on the second floor, Song Jiu's dark eyes flashed a bit of murderous intent, and then returned to calm after a flash.

Next to Song Yan's ear was a surprised voice: "Shangguan Chun is really here, you've figured it all out, Jiu'er, you're amazing."

The corner of Song Jiu's mouth twitched: "Third brother, talk less and use your brain more."

Does it count if she is a magic stick?

She wanted to figure out how to get rid of Shangguan Chun quietly, but she didn't have that ability.

Song Yan was dumbfounded: "...I suspect you are scolding me."

But I have no proof.

Song Jiu glanced at him.

Don't doubt it, it's just scolding you.

On the street, after hearing Zhou Changyi's question, the man said in a hurry: "Meng Tao, a grassroots man, lives in the Mengjia Village outside the city. I want to sue the eldest prince Shangguan Li for robbing the women of the people. He is extravagant."