“不是。”佟南霞急忙辩解，“我觉得程将军是好人，怕他被骗，没别的心思。”                                                                                陆令筠见此淡淡一笑，“南霞，一首都是善良的。”                                                                                佟南霞听到这里，眸光微垂，脸上带上一丝羞赧。                                                                                她记忆里，永远记得当初花园里，给她捡起一方帕子劝她别哭的少年郎。                                                                                “南霞，你是好心的，大家也都不想看程麒往火坑里跳，所以，我想请你帮我查一件事。”                                                                                “什么事？”佟南霞抬起头来。                                                                                陆令筠看着她，“你回去尽可能查清楚你大婚那日，秦韶景是怎么被下的春药。”                                                                                此时。                                                                                镇军将军府。