Emperor Shaohao's favorite: the sky-high price, cute little sweet wife

Song Qing walked inside with some doubts, and suddenly saw a girl who was about her age, but with a capable and refreshing air, "I met you, sir, madam."

"When you go out in the future, Jing Yu will follow you. You can ask her to help you with any problems you have." Ye Jinglan looked deeply at Song Qing, "I don't want others to bully you any more, and you will suffer any more. Hurt, huh?"

Jing Yu respectfully said to Song Qing: "Jing Yu will definitely do everything he can to protect Madam."

"Okay, I will work hard for you in the future." Song Qing said to her sincerely.

"Protecting Madam is Jing Yu's job. It's not hard." Jing Yu's voice is clear and light, but it is not muddled. From her figure, it can be seen that she has practiced martial arts for many years, and her heroic appearance makes Song feel Qing immediately had an indescribable sense of trust in her.

Moreover, Jing Yu was personally arranged by Ye Jinglan for Song Qing, so her ability must be extraordinary.

It would be fine if Ye Jinglan had an ordinary identity, Song Qing didn't need a personal bodyguard, but the situation is different now, she and Ye Jinglan have an inseparable connection, even for him, she has to keep herself out of danger.

"Sir, madam, it's getting late, you guys go to bed early." After Jing Yu finished speaking, he saluted and left.

"Jing Lan, it's so late, where is she going, doesn't she live here?" Song Qing asked hesitantly.

"There is a separate courtyard at the back, where they live." Ye Jinglan took Songqing upstairs, "I have already ordered all your things, you go and see, if there is anything missing, I will bring it to you tomorrow." You go buy it."

Song Qing looked at the villa while walking. The structure and furnishings are all in Chinese style, but they are not rigid at all, and they are also matched with some fresher colors, so that the whole house is calm and classic, but also in line with her personality. In terms of age, the more Song Qing goes to the upstairs room, the more she likes this house.

In a blink of an eye, he had already reached the master bedroom.

Standing at the door, I saw that the bed was covered with a bright red quilt. In addition, there were two candlesticks with red candles on the bedside table.

Ye Jinglan felt that Song Qing's footsteps froze all of a sudden, he pursed his lips slightly, and said with a little helplessness: "It should be prepared by them without authorization. If you don't like it, I'll send someone to come and replace it."

"No need." Song Qing called him, her heart was obviously tense, but she pretended to take it for granted and said: "We are married, and it was a wedding night in the bridal chamber, and they have a heart."

Ye Jinglan naturally felt her nervousness, he led Song Qing to the cloakroom, "Don't worry, I won't be in a hurry until you're ready, go take a shower and rest early."

Seeing that there are all kinds of clothes neatly placed in the cloakroom, all of which are new products of this season, the pajamas alone hang on a shelf, besides that, there are all kinds of shoes and bags, all They are all in an orderly manner, and everything is of great value.

Before entering the bathroom, Ye Jinglan removed the gauze on Song Qing's arm, carefully changed her medicine, and then wiped her with a transparent substance. Soon, the transparent film condensed into a wound on the outside of the wound. Protective film, "In this way, the water will not get on the wound. I will remove it for you after you wash it out."

"Okay." Song Qing looked at Ye Jinglan with her head slightly lowered, treating her wound very carefully and gently, and felt that he was getting more and more handsome.

It is said that men are the most handsome when they are doing things seriously, indeed, looking at Ye Jinglan like this, Song Qing's heart was beating strongly, and even her body became hot.

After Ye Jinglan let go of Song Qing's arm, she quickly grabbed a pajamas and hid in the bathroom.

Even though they were already separated, Song Qing still felt that the place where Ye Jinglan held her arm was still hot, and he was so close just now, his breath seemed to fall on her chest, even after taking a bath, that crisp The crispy feeling is still so real.

After taking a shower, Song Qing went to bed directly after coming out, and then covered her with a quilt.

Ye Jinglan had already taken a shower in the next room, and he was obviously wearing a nightgown, but he still felt that Song Qing saw him, like a mouse seeing a cat, and wanted to hide herself under the quilt.

When Ye Jinglan walked to the bed, Song Qing felt a little tense.

When Ye Jinglan went to bed and stretched out her hand towards her, Song Qing felt her breathing quickened. She kept comforting herself in her heart. She was married to Ye Jinglan, and he treated her so well. Well, if he wants it tonight, she'll give it to him.

However, Ye Jinglan just helped her deal with the wound again, and did not do anything else. In the end, she just gently hugged Song Qing's waist, lay down beside her, and said to her very gently: " Get tired, go to bed early."

Song Qing blinked her eyes, and after she understood what he meant, she slowly relaxed, and she fell asleep before she knew it.

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Song family.

In the afternoon, when Ye Jinglan's identity was revealed, the members of the Song family were already psychologically turbulent.

Song Qianhui called Zhang Liwen immediately, but the phone was turned off, and then asked the housekeeper to call the phones of the other bodyguards, but they were all turned off, and she couldn't help feeling a bad feeling in her heart.

She told her grandma Zhu Yuting about this matter, and urgently asked Zhu Yuting to ask someone to inquire about it immediately. Soon, she knew that Zhang Liwen had been arrested and detained.

Song Qianhui was almost dying of anxiety, and while crying, she said to Zhu Yuting: "Grandma, what should I do, what should I do now, my mother has been locked up, and I don't know when she will be released. It's not good to eat in that kind of place." , I can’t sleep well, and if I’m not careful, I’ll be bullied, how did my mother suffer.”

"Okay, stop arguing, my head hurts from the noise!" Zhu Yuting tapped her cane twice, becoming more and more upset, "Grandma is already thinking of a way, can you be quiet?" a little."

Seeing that grandma was angry, Song Qianhui quickly suppressed her crying, then squatted down and took Zhu Yuting's hand, and said to her eagerly: "Grandma, you must save my mother, you must save her."

"Okay, I get it, don't worry, I will definitely find a solution as soon as possible." Zhu Yuting said that, but she was not so anxious at all.

Song Qianhui nodded and stood up. Just at this time, Song Zhuoyang came in with a bit of a headache.

"Dad, you're back, how's it going?" Song Qianhui hurried over, looking at Song Zhuoyang expectantly.

Song Zhuoyang looked at Zhu Yuting and Song Qianhui and shook his head, "I have searched for all possible connections, but no one is willing to help us."

When Song Qianhui heard this, she immediately cried again, "Then what should mother do, is she going to be locked up like this? Dad, think of a way!"

"Ye Jinglan's identity is there, no one dares to provoke her openly. What they mean is that they have to detain her for a few days first, and then see if they can be released secretly." Song Zhuoran also I am very worried about Zhang Liwen.

"A few days, that's a few days!" Song Qianhui exclaimed impatiently.

Song Zhuoran glanced at Zhu Yuting, and said hesitantly, "Mom, look at this..."

"Okay, I'll go find your dad and ask him to call Songqing and release Liwen." Zhu Yuting said, and asked the driver to prepare the car.

After arriving at the private nursing home, Zhu Yuting got out of the car and walked directly towards the elevator.

There were two bodyguards guarding the door of Song Chengan's ward. When they saw Zhu Yuting coming, they gave her a very respectful salute, and then opened the door for her. After she entered, they closed the door again. closed.

As soon as Zhu Yuting entered the door, she saw Song Chengan reaching for the remote control on the bedside table, she hurried over, picked up the remote control, and then rocked the bed for him.

Song Chengan glanced at Zhu Yuting quietly, and closed his eyes.

Zhu Yuting sat down on the chair beside the bed, and said to Song Chengan with concern: "I see that your complexion is much better today than before, and after a period of treatment, your legs will definitely recover , then you won’t need to use a wheelchair.”

Song Chengan had no intention of speaking at all.

Seeing his cold face, Zhu Yuting was very dissatisfied, but she still kept a smile on her face, "It's been a long time since you woke up, you should have thought it through, right?"

Song Chengan closed his eyes, not intending to speak to him.

Zhu Yuting really couldn't pretend anymore, put away her smile, and said directly to Song Chengan: "Take out the things."

Song Chengan still didn't even look at her, Zhu Yuting couldn't bear it anymore, "Song Chengan, where did you hide your Patriarch's seal?"

Seeing that Zhu Yuting finally couldn't hold it back anymore, Song Chengan opened his eyes, looked at her and pretended to be puzzled and said, "What do you want the Patriarch's Seal for? You don't seem to need this thing in your current life, right?"

"Old man, you know what I mean, let's go straight to the point, stop pretending." Zhu Yuting looked at Song Chengan and said.

"Okay..." Song Chengan turned his head and looked at Zhu Yuting, "Since I've come to this point, I'll cut to the chase. I really want to hand over the Song family to Qingqing."

"Song Qing? She has betrayed your trust and cultivation in her, sold the company's confidential documents, and fooled around with those dubious men, making the Fang family unable to lift up. Didn't she have already been kicked out of the Song family by you?" Have you?" Zhang Yuting smiled.

"It was you who ordered her to leave, and you know better than me whether she has ever done such a thing." Song Chengan grabbed the quilt, looked at Zhu Yuting angrily and said.

"What do you mean? Could it be that we deliberately framed her? The evidence was conclusive that day. You heard these things, and you fainted out of anger. When you woke up, your legs had a stroke, and your face fell down." No, why are you still defending her?" Zhu Yuting looked at Song Chengan with a frown.