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Yi Tianxiang saw the prime minister's wife and walked in and asked, "whose is that old lady just now?"

"It's the prime minister's wife." Su Sijin told the truth.

"Madam Prime Minister? Your real mother? "

"It has nothing to do with me." Su Sijin sat back in the chair, picked up the letter and read it again, then put it aside and waited for Gu Qiancheng to come back and show him.

Yi Tianxiang stroked his beard, sat aside and crossed his legs: "you seem to hate her very much. Is it Xiuer who killed her?"

"Grandpa, I'll take care of my mother's business. Don't worry about it."

Su Sijin must want to avenge Miss Su San and Xiu'er, but it must be boring to kill them directly, so it's fun to tease the dogs and send them back to the West.

"Why didn't Yu'an and Zixuan come to see me?" Yi Tianxiang asked.

"Be busy." Please, they have changed from lovers to aunts and nephews. Do you need more time to relax?

Yi Tianxiang snorted: "they won't still be together, will they?"

"Impossible!" Su Sijin specially asked Constable Zhang. They got along as before. It was entirely the relationship of colleagues.

Yi Tianxiang was relieved: "although I kill people like hemp, I still value etiquette."

"..." Su Sijin was embarrassed. He let himself finish all the good words.

Gu Qiancheng came back in the evening and read the letter from the crown princess. He thought of Yi Tianxiang at home and whispered to Su Sijin, "you can't beat it. Why don't you take the opportunity to go to Lingshan and hide outside?"

"Then if he can't find me, he will kill and lead me out." Su Sijin has thought about this move for a long time. Why not!

Gu Qiancheng thought he was right: "we can fight him for an hour, and then we will lose because of lack of internal power."

"It's the third day of December now. Let's talk after the new year. The emperor's birthday is the second day of the first month. You have to be ready. You can't give it to the prince this time." Su Sijin told me.

"Don't worry, I've arranged everything."

"OK." Su Sijin was relieved.

"The emperor said that on the day of new year's Eve dinner, let you go too."

"Why?" Su Sijin asked hurriedly.

"I will accompany the emperor to have new year's Eve dinner in the palace every year. You are my wife and naturally want to go."

Su Sijin looked at his future, turned his face and looked directly into his eyes: "I don't think you look like the emperor. The emperor is so kind to you. Why do I have an illusion that he treats you as a son?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Others say I'm the emperor's favorite. Do you think I am?"

"Then why is he so kind to you?" Su Sijin really doesn't understand. He used to ask him many times, but he forgot about other things.

"Because I did it badly and safely."

"Bang!" Su Sijin was not satisfied with the answer, but she also understood that Gu Qiancheng refused to tell the truth. It was useless to ask.

Gu Qiancheng smiled without a trace. He took a pen and wrote a few words of blessing on the red paper, which will be pasted when the Spring Festival is over.

The prime minister also prepared everything needed for the new year. After dinner with Hao da'er, he asked, "I heard that an old man came to your sister's house. Have you seen him?"

"Why are you asking?" Su Yuan doesn't want him to know.

"I always feel a little strange. Isn't that man Gu Qiancheng's father?"

Su Yu'an snorted: "pull it down. My brother-in-law's parents are dead. The man is..." it's over. How can I explain to my father? It's my grandfather. If my father goes to visit others on a whim, they will slap him and directly burp him!