After my inner voice was exposed, I made the tyrant cry anxiously

Chapter 39: Doesn’t Miss Su know poetry and songs?
Looking at Su Juan, Song Qianhang's mind went blank.

Big brother... poisoned him?
How can it be!

[This silly boy Song Qianhang probably won’t believe it until his death. He thought he had such a good relationship with his brothers...]

Song Qianhang thinks that although his relationship with Song Qianfan is not very good, it can be considered a harmonious relationship. Even if the relationship is not harmonious... But no matter how you say it, we are all brothers.

[As everyone knows, Song Qianfan doesn’t even want his parents, so what’s the point of poisoning a younger brother? 】

Song Qianhang was completely confused. What did Su Juan mean by this?
He pursed his thin lips tightly, not wanting to believe what Su Juan said, but her words had not been wrong so far, and even the emperor's uncle believed it.

The eldest brother obviously did not participate in the party struggle, let alone expressed his intention to compete for the throne.

But the eldest brother has always been a deep-tempered person, and even his father, queen, mother and concubines can't see through it... A while ago, he even angered the Su family because of Shilang Du's affairs.

They didn't even find out when their eldest brother started to have frequent contacts with the ministers of the DPRK.

The more Song Qianhang thought about it, the more uneasy he became. Could it be that the eldest brother was just not fighting or grabbing on the surface, but in fact he was already deeply involved? !

"Qianhang?"

"what?"

Su Juan called Song Qianhang several times, and her eyes fell on the leaf cards that fell in front of him, "What's wrong? I see you are distracted."

Song Qianhang quickly picked up the cards and put them aside, "Sister-in-law, I suddenly remembered something else, so I won't play cards with you."

Song Qianhang left in a hurry, not daring to listen to Su Juan anymore.

He wanted to question Song Qianfan at the Buddhist temple, but after calming down, he didn't go.

Not to mention that no one can enter the Buddhist hall now. Even if he does, how can he ask this question? After all, these are things that have not happened yet.

Song Qianhang, Song Qianhang, that is your eldest brother. He has protected you so many times when you were a child, how could you doubt him based on just a few words from Su Juan!

Song Qianhang felt guilty and wanted to slap himself.

But I felt that hurting my face would make many other girls sad, so I didn’t slap her.

...

The next day was a holiday, and it was rare for the family to have breakfast together.

As if he was punished by having to kneel in the Buddhist hall for a night, Song Qianfan restrained his temper and actually took the initiative to serve porridge to the whole family, even the Su family members were not left behind.

Su Juan raised her eyebrows and glanced at Song Qianfan, "Serve the porridge yourself?" 】

[Is he so kind? 】

[Could it be poisoned? 】

Hearing this, King Jing and his wife didn't react at all, just thinking that Su Juan was joking. After all, their son has not been a jerk since they got married. It is normal for the daughter-in-law to be angry and say angry things.

Song Qianfan glanced at Su Juan, rarely showing any emotion.

There were people at the table, but Song Qianhang was in front of the bowl of porridge, but he didn't even taste a bite.

Song Qianfan picked up the dishes wherever he put his chopsticks, one after the other, and his movements were not too obvious.

Princess Jing frowned, what happened to her youngest son now?
Su Juan sat opposite the two brothers and saw this scene clearly, [Why does Song Qianhang eat whatever Song Qianfan eats? 】

[It’s so salty to only eat vegetables and not porridge]

[Does Song Qianhang think Song Qianfan poisoned the food? 】

"Ahem! Ahem -" Song Qianhang choked directly on the mouthful of food in his mouth. He didn't even dare to look at Song Qianfan next to him, feeling very guilty.

He buried his head and took two bites of porridge, and then took two bites of vegetables to prove to himself that what Su Juan said was false.

Su Juan laughed crazy in her heart.

[Laughing, getting rich, why is Song Qianfan so annoying? 】

[My younger brother even dislikes it, hey. ] Su Juan's words scared Song Qianhang and immediately raised his head from the bowl. He was afraid that Song Qianfan would misunderstand him after listening to Su Juan's words, so he suddenly became attentive.

"Brother, let me serve you a bowl of porridge!"

"Come, have some food, this is delicious."

"Come on, try this too."

Song Qianfan seemed not to have heard Su Juan's words and just ate his porridge quietly.

King Jing felt a little satisfied, and he finally looked like he was respecting the prince.

Song Qianhangxu wiped his hands with cold sweat. He couldn't blame himself. After all, who wants to die?
I just want to be careful.

He kept praying: Auntie!You must stop thinking about it and give me a way to survive!

Jingyuan
The Su family members took the post sent by Liu Miaoqing and went to the garden party as promised.

At this time, many people have arrived in the garden, including young ladies and young men from aristocratic families. On weekdays, they like to recite poems and compose poems, cook tea and drink wine, and pass the time in the garden.

Seeing Su Juan coming without even a maid, Liu Miaoqing smiled and waved to her, "Juan, this way."

The Su family members followed the sound and saw several girls surrounding Liu Miaoqing, admiring paintings, and could still smell the faint aroma of wine.

Winter has come and the weather has turned cold. Whether they are young men or girls, they all like a cup of hot wine to warm themselves up, and Su Juan is no exception. However, the smell of these wines does not taste to her liking.

Liu Miaoqing took Su Juan's arm and brought her to the table, "Look, I just painted it."

Su Juan narrowed her eyes: "It looks good."

[It's a pity that I'm uneducated, otherwise I would have to praise you to the extreme. 】

Liu Miaoqing suddenly had a smile on his face, "This garden is quite beautiful. There are many places you can go and see. Can I go with you?"

Su Juan refused, "No, you can go with them. I want to go and see for myself."

Liu Miaoqing nodded and did not force anything.

The garden was very large, far away from the noisy crowds. Su Jian walked to the Huxin Pavilion where there were few people. In fact, she was not that high-spirited to taste any masterpieces. She believed that Liu Miaoqing would not travel around these garden parties just for the sake of it. Recite poems and compose poems.

I came with her because I had promised before and it was hard to break the promise.

There were many people coming to the garden party, including many children of high-ranking officials, and some young people who had already entered the official ranks. The intricate interpersonal relationships were actually closely linked to the court.

And every step that Liu Miaoqing takes, if you think about it carefully, you will find that she has been paving the way for her ultimate goal, and no step is in vain.

The Su family couldn't help but sigh, if it hadn't been for Song Qianfan, maybe Liu Miaoqing would have got his wish.

"Miss Su?"

When the Su family heard the sound, they turned around and saw several people walking over. There were some new faces and some familiar faces. Wu Ziyu, the granddaughter of the Minister of Rites, had never been very friendly with Lin Xizhi in the past.

However, Wu Ziyu never looked directly at her the first few times they met.

Wu Ziyu, along with several good-tempered young ladies, pretended to be surprised when she saw that there was only one Su family member. Could it be that we went to the wrong place?"

"Miss Su, it's better to leave quickly. After all, not everyone can come in Jingyuan!"

Su Juan smiled, "What Miss Wu reminds me is that I was originally worried that I would be kicked out. Now that I see Miss Wu here, I feel relieved."

Wu Ziyu's mind didn't turn around for a moment: "?"

[I thought it was outrageous that I was here. Why is Wu Ziyu here? It seems that all kinds of cats and dogs can come in this Jingyuan. 】

[Damage, Wu Ziyu is so powerful, she has lowered the level of the entire Jingyuan alone. 】

Wu Ziyu's face turned red with anger, "What nonsense are you talking about! Jingyuan is an elegant place for reciting poems and writing poems. Even Mr. Liu praised the poems I wrote. You can neither write poems nor paint, how can you follow me?" Compare?!"

(End of this chapter)