Rouji never thought that she could live such a comfortable life. The marriage was real, but her identity was fake. She did come to Dongyue with an ulterior motive. She is still a member of the Jianren Pavilion and is still controlled by the Qianda Renren.

The real master of Jianren Pavilion became the emperor of Nanying, and for her and the Song family, there were endless troubles.

"Think, so what? You and I are separated by a natural barrier." Rouji thought of the pair of good people she had met not long ago and asked back: "Young Master Qin and Your Highness can break through the boundaries and walk together resolutely. Even if you and I don't regret leaving the royal family, you can walk side by side. Where are you and me?"

One is a key minister from Dongyue, the other is a spy sent by Nanying to spy on Dongyue intelligence, the other is a young man from a noble family, and the other is an orphan. He has been separated from a different person since he was a child. The princess' identity is fake.

The two people have an inappropriate position and a wrong household, and their positions are even more contrary.

"Will the adults leave Dongyue for me?" Rouji inadvertently moved herself a little far away from Song Qingming: "I'm afraid I'll be loyal to the Emperor of Dongyue in this life, even if the emperor no longer trusts the Song family."

Song Qingming was stunned for a moment, and Rouji sighed: "How can you and me be a real couple?"

However, she changed her mind and suddenly pointed her fingers at Song Qingming's waist, bent over boldly, bit his Adam's apple, and whispered in his ear: "But being a real couple has another meaning, Lord Song."

When she chuckled, the ending sound was trembling, and itchy when she swept Song Qingming's heart. He seemed to have lost his ability to control himself and let Rou Ji make trouble. As for how he hugged him in a bunch and how he relived the night of flowers, Song Qingming no longer remembered it.

But the next morning, Song Qingming felt a smoothness under his palm, and the warmth of the night was vivid in his mind. He had been a groom for a long time. Song Qingming's face was a little red, and the heat waves on his face were rolling. Rouji didn't notice that he had woken up and suddenly moved.

Song Qingming didn't know what to do for a moment, so he quickly closed his eyes and pretended not to wake up. Rouji opened her eyes and saw a slightly vicissitudes of life, with a face with a green beard on her chin. Tsk, to be honest, this person is really not handsome.

However, appearance is born from the heart, and this person is born too righteous, adding points to his appearance in vain. Rouji thought of the entanglement last night, and her heart became softer again, and she reached out to touch the stubble that appeared on his chin.

Song Qingming couldn't even pretend to be asleep this time, and he couldn't help but open his eyes. The two of them looked at each other. Before Rouji's hand was put down in time, they looked at each other ambiguously. Song Qingming grabbed her hand and stroked it gently: "I'm going to get up."

The project has not been completed yet and one day he has not been able to draw water to irrigate the farmland, so he couldn't let go. After he sat up, he said, "Don't go to the city soon. You need to buy something for the people below to go."

"Why?" Rouji would come to the city from time to time to buy some better ingredients to nourish Song Qingming.

"The people in the city have provided various clues to reward silver, which has led to chaos. The officers and soldiers are now looking at killing red. What if you go into the city and get injured by accident? Besides, some bandits in the southwest are not easy to mess with."

Rouji nodded and watched Song Qingming stay at bed to change her clothes. She was not greedy for the gentleness in the quilt, so she immediately stood up to help him.

The two of them rarely look serious, not as usual, as if the ice and snow melted overnight, and the gap between the past was no longer there, and Rouji suddenly leaned in his arms, but there was a little melancholy on her face hidden in his arms.

After all, impulse defeated reason. If you say regret is not the case, but if you want to talk about the future, Rouji will cover up her smile: "I know."

Song Qingming didn't notice Rouji's repetition, so he sorted out his clothes and went to Zheng Tong after using some food. The project was about to end. Today, he would take Zheng Tong to inspect the water tank project section to ensure that there were no errors and omissions in each section before he could try to divert water.

It may take several days to come back today. Song Qingming felt reluctant when he walked out of the tent. When he looked back, he saw Rouji tidying up the quilt on the bed. The two of them had a big fuss last night and were in a mess.

Song Qingming's face turned slightly red. Fortunately, Zheng came and asked him if he could set off. Song Qingming took half of the Feilong Army away, and the remaining half remained in the camp to protect Rou Ji and others. Under the suppression of bandits, the bandits were very likely to take a wrong approach and had to be guarded.

Zheng Tong has been extremely happy these days, and he regretted that he met Song Qingming too late. The two worked together to solve many engineering problems. He used to think that he was a proficient in water conservancy engineering, and only after meeting Song Qingming did he know what a genius was.

He has extensive knowledge and even mastered the details. In order to make the construction smoother, Song Qingming even understood the characteristics of the soil in the southwest in advance and truly put his thoughts to the extreme. Zheng Tong felt that he wanted to be a person like Song Qingming.

The two patrolled the project in the opposite direction under the escort of a team of Feilong Army, heading from Duanyang to the southwest main county. After one day, the progress was much slower than expected. Song Qingming had to be sure that the project was safe and ensured that the water flow could pass smoothly.

It was not until late at night that the group had just left the Dragon Sun and had to set up camp outdoors temporarily. The Flying Dragon Army was well-trained, but they had to accept that Shangshu Song was terrifyingly diligent.

Song Qingming left both the maid and servant to his wife, and came alone, so Zheng Tong was inevitably going to take care of him. He boiled water and cooked food. While eating, the two of them said what they saw today, discussing whether they should improve and strengthen them.

The cold wind was blowing, and the Flying Dragon Army was as majestic as an iron tower, but the two of them were so cold that they were close to the fire. As soon as Song Qingming swallowed the dried meat in his mouth, a commotion broke out not far away, as if it was accompanied by a fire.

The Flying Dragon Army immediately seemed to be facing a great enemy, and four of them ran towards the two, but surrounded Song Qingming in the middle, and Zheng Tong was squeezed to one side. Zheng Tong smiled bitterly, and that the Flying Dragon Army was personally given to Shangshu Song by His Majesty, so he wanted to protect his safety.

How could they take this little person like me seriously?

Zheng Tong was thinking, maybe Song Qingming pulled him to his side, Zheng Tong felt a little hot. Song Qingming's actions made him feel bright and clear, and he couldn't help but burst into tears. But before he could say thank you, he heard a Feilong Army say, "It's a bandit!"

There are many bandits in the southwest. Recently, they were unbearable by the bandit suppression. Many bandits were arrested and directly arrested. It is said that the prisons in the Duanyang Prefecture Office are almost insufficient. There have been rumors that bandits may have robbed the prison. Could it be true?
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