In the teahouse, the prefect Qingping held a teacup and was standing by the window of the private room, waiting for someone while drinking tea, and watching everything outside the store.

An ordinary carriage stopped at the entrance of the teahouse, got off the carriage, and was wearing a dark red brocade robe, standing with a long body, with a noble temperament.

He stood by the car, glanced around, frowned slightly before raising his foot in.

The two guards behind followed.

The teahouse is open in the downtown area, and most of the people who come in are tired of shopping or come to purchase goods and discuss business. It is very rare for people like men to be noble. The guy who comes up to him can't help but glance at him twice. He met the man's deep gaze. He was so scared that he quickly lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him again. After asking a few questions, he took him upstairs to the private room upstairs.

The three of them stopped at the door of the private room. One of the guards pushed open the door directly. The man raised his foot and went in. The man saw the man inside standing up through the crack of the door that had not been closed.

"master."

The prefect of Qingping performed the ceremony.

The second prince responded lightly and sat down.

The prefect Qingping quickly poured the tea and handed it to him with both hands. The second prince took it, held it in his palm, and looked at the shop in the distance through the window.

"Did you see someone?"

The prefect of Qingping came to Beijing two days ago and had never found a chance to contact Song Wanyue. Today, when the store opened, he came over and thought about finding an opportunity to "meet" her.

"Miss Song has never appeared in front of her, but my subordinates saw her coming and entered the store through the back door."

The second prince nodded.

He knew about the eldest prince’s contact with the Xu family. Although he knew that the Xu family could not be used by the eldest prince, he was still very uneasy. He really needed to take the line from Song Wanyue.

Time passed little by little, and they drank cups of tea. It was almost noon. The footsteps of the table came upstairs and stopped at the door of the private room. Then the door was knocked a few times.

"Come in!"

The door was pushed open and people came in, "Sir, Miss Song is out!"

The prefect Qingping bowed to the second prince, hurriedly went downstairs, and hurriedly got on the carriage.

After leaving the street, after a corner in the distance, the carriage turned around and walked back. It was very fast. As soon as it turned a corner, it collided with the oncoming carriage.

With a bang, the noise was very loud, and the horses on both sides neighed, and people coming and going on the streets over there were watching.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The coachman from the prefect Qingping kept apologizing, "I'm too anxious, you guys..."

Before he finished speaking, a whisper of pain came from the carriage. The driver's face changed and he hurriedly lifted the curtain. In the carriage, the prefect Qingping held his forehead and a trace of blood flowed down his fingers.

"master!"

The coachman exclaimed and his face turned pale.

The Song coachman also saw it and hurriedly walked into the carriage, "Madam, Miss Song, the other party's person seems to be injured."

The responsibility is indeed there, but it will be different if someone on the other side is injured.

"Nothing happens, don't make a fuss."

The prefect Qingping had already taken out a veil and covered it on his forehead.

On the other side, Song Wanyue heard someone being injured, lifted the curtain and said to Xiao Yao, got off the carriage, walked closer, "I will..."

When the prefect Qingping heard the sound, he looked up and said in surprise, "Miss Song?"

Song Wanyue also saw him clearly, swallowed the words behind him, and asked quietly with a smile, "Sir, you are..."

The prefect Qingping also smiled and lowered his voice, "I'm coming to Beijing to report my work. I'll go back tomorrow and think about coming over to buy some gifts for my family. Miss Song is..."

The blood vaguely penetrated the handkerchief. Song Wanyue could see clearly. She took out the unused golden sore medicine that had been on her body and handed it to the coachman, "Stop the bleeding for the lord first."

The coachman was pale, his whole body was shaking, and his hands were so shaking that he couldn't even hold the porcelain bottle.

Song Wanyue had no choice but to go to the carriage to prepare medicine for the prefect Qingping? She looked around and saw the teahouse in the distance, "Go to the teahouse, I will help him prepare medicine."

The coachman shook his body and helped the prefect Qingping down. Song Wanyue walked back to his carriage and said, asking them to wait in front and walk to a teahouse by himself.

When she went there, the prefect Qingping had already asked for a private room. Song Wanyue helped him with medicine and stuffed the porcelain bottle back into his cuff.

The corner of the mouth of the prefect Qingping twitched slightly when he saw it, thinking that the richer he was, the more he was, the more he was. It was just a bottle of golden sore medicine, and Song Wanyue was reluctant to give it to him.

Song Wanyue asked him to wait again, and went out of the teahouse and went back to his shop to get a bottle of scar-removing medicine to give him. "After the wound is scarred, I will ask someone to apply it once a day, and there will be no scar left."

The prefect Qingping was not polite, so he accepted it directly, chatting, "Does Miss Song come to the capital to visit relatives or do you want to do business here?"

Since he asked, Song Wanyue didn't answer and said, "I was here to attend my elder brother's wedding. You know the wedding, so I've kept it until now."

The prefect Qingping nodded and asked a few more questions when she would go back, saying, "I won't go to see Mr. Song like this. After you return to Qingping County, if you can't solve anything, you can send someone to send me a letter."

Song Wanyue thanked her, stood up, and wanted to say goodbye...

The prefect Qingping also stood up, "Let's go, I'll buy some things for my family, and I'll go to see a few colleagues in the afternoon and I'll go back tomorrow."

The two walked out together. As soon as they left the door, the door of the private room opposite was also opened, and a man walked out.

Prefect Qingping subconsciously looked up and was stunned.

Song Wanyue noticed his strangeness and took a look.

"two……"

The man glanced at the prefect Qingping, and the prefect Qingping immediately swallowed the words behind him and lowered his head.

Song Wanyue narrowed her eyes and felt that the man's identity was not simple. She was about to leave when the man turned around and returned to the private room. The prefect Qingping saw it from the corner of his eyes. He quietly pulled Song Wanyue's sleeve regardless of his identity, and told her in a very low voice, "Second Prince."

The man's majestic voice was already heard in the private room, "Come in."

Song Wanyue looked at the guard blocking her without any trace, lowered her eyes and followed the prefect Qingping into the private room.

As soon as the door was closed, the prefect Qingping bowed in panic.

Song Wanyue also followed him.

The second prince narrowed his eyes and asked the prefect Qingping, "Why are you here?"

The prefect Qingping told what happened just now. When she heard that she was Song Wanyue, the second prince looked over and looked at her clear eyes without any fear. He smiled, "I have heard of Miss Song's name for a long time, and I thought they were exaggerating it. When I saw it today, I realized that the rumors were true. Miss Song did have extraordinary courage."

If it were an ordinary little girl, she would have been shocked to hear that she was the second prince.

Song Wanyue smiled slightly, "You have been too proud. I am just braver than ordinary people. After all, I have so many reliances."
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