If Song Zhiyuan heard the words Song Zhiqing from Jiang Fulai, it would not be surprising. But if he heard the words Jingshui, was the first reaction in his mind that the other party was Xiahou Zhe's person?

"Aren't you who have carefully looked around Bai's side? Is there no mistake in this quiet water?"

When Bai Shuilian broke, the people around her naturally touched the foundation again and again. The quiet water also had a foundation to check, so she only monitored her. Later, she saw that she had been following the rules and only served the twins of the third child without any abnormal movement, so she slowly relaxed her surveillance.

But after a few years, the quiet water jumped out. Who did she do for? The third brother, Xiahou Zhe.

The person surnamed Xia has been dead for so many years, and there is such a loyal person. This piece is buried so deeply?

Song Zhiyuan was conspiring to do the upper body and twisted the Buddhist beads quickly.

"Is it her? There is no fortune telling stall in the city, why did she just look outside the city? And this Tie Banxian happens to be a person who has a deep hatred for me." Song Zhiyuan said coldly: "This herbal tea stall is also interesting. You know she is from the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Jiang Fulai said, "It's a coincidence that this herbal tea stall has been open for ten years. When the third master entered the city, he took a break at the herbal tea stall. At that time, it was the tea I bought from Jingshui. Although the appearance was a bit changed, the grandson of the stall recognized Jingshui because Jingshui also gave him a few candies."

"When Jingshui found this Tie Banxian, the grandson of the herbal tea shop happened to be there. He glanced at it a few more times, and when he went back, he joked with his old man that even the people from the Prime Minister's House came to find Tie Banxian to tell fortunes. The slave personally went to the shop where the boy worked and interrogated carefully, and then found a pair of entrances and exits of the doorman. She was undoubtedly."

Song Zhiyuan said: "This Jingshui has been in the mansion for many years. How could she know that the man Tiebanxian was forgiven and set up a stall outside the city? Someone would inevitably notify him, and this person is unlikely to be the third child."

Jiang Fulai frowned: "Does the prime minister think that there is someone else behind this Jingshui?"

"Don't forget that her original master was Bai's family, which was Xia's family's fine work." Song Zhiyuan licked his slightly dry lips and said, "Go back to the house first and arrest her for trial."

If Jingshui did something else, it would be a part of this wave and targeted the Song family. Why did she point my sword at me? If she was from the Xia family, what Xia family wanted to deal with would be more of it.

A bit confusing.

...

When Jiang Fulai came to Nanyuan, Jingshui was rubbing the mud on Song Lingyi's face, and his movements were gentle and meticulous. Seeing that he was coming, he was not panicked at all, but instead felt relieved about to be liberated.

"Fifth Young Master, you must be good in the future. There must be no one around you. Be obedient." Jingshui said warmly.

Song Lingyi tilted his head and drooled, saying, "Yi'er follows his aunt."

Jingshui touched his head and said, "You can only follow your aunt if you are obedient."

Song Lingyi nodded.

Jiang Fu looked from the side, his eyes flashing lightly.

Jingshui then stood up, looked into the room again, and lowered her eyes.

Jiang Fu looked over and saw a small figure standing in front of the window, opening a gap in the window, looking outside in panic, looking at him, and then slamming the window.

"Master General, can I let the servant say something to the young lady?"

Jiang Fulai's eyebrows were frivolous and nodded.

Jingshui walked into the house again, but didn't know what he had explained, so he quickly came out of the room: "Let's go."
Chapter completed!