Drum Lane.

Centennial Song Mansion.

A Maybach came to a smooth stop at the door.

The driver got out of the car, quickly came to the back seat, bent down and opened the back door.

Li Haotian came out of the back seat, looked at the Song Mansion plaque with strong fonts, paused for a moment, and then walked towards the mansion.

"Li Shao is here. ”

It was Song Shou, the housekeeper of the Song Mansion, who greeted him.

Facing this old housekeeper of the Song Mansion, Li Haotian did not put on any shelf, and even made a posture of a junior.

"Shoubo, is Roselle at home?"

"Yes. The eldest lady is in the back garden. ”

Song Shou said: "Li Shao, please wait in the front hall, and I will go to tell the eldest lady." ”

"No, I'll go straight to the back garden to find her. ”

If it was someone else, it would naturally be impossible for him to wander around the Song Mansion casually, but this person in front of him was naturally different.

He is not only the eldest son of the Li family, but soon, he will become the uncle of the Song Mansion, he came to see his fiancée, it is only right, and no one is qualified to stop him.

"I'll show Li Shao the way. ”

"Shoubo, it's not the first time I've come, I know how to go, you go about your own business, don't worry about me. ”

Song Shou smiled and didn't insist anymore.

After separating from Song Shou, Li Haotian walked towards the backyard alone, and accidentally ran into Song Chaoge on the way.

"Brother Li. ”

The second son of the Song family greeted his future brother-in-law very warmly.

"Coming to see my sister?"

Li Haotian smiled and nodded, "You want to go out?"

"Well, there is something going on in the company, isn't my sister waiting to be a bride now, and she doesn't care much about the group's affairs, no, the burden is on my shoulders. ”

Song Chaoge sighed, as if he was miserable.

"You know how hard it is, right? Now you should understand that your sister was under a lot of pressure before, and you should also help your sister share the burden. ”

"Yes, yes, I will definitely do my best to make her a bride with peace of mind, right?"

Song Chaoge didn't complain anymore, "My sister should be in the back garden, I'll take you there." ”

"No need, Shou Bo told me just now, I'll just go by myself. ”

"Oh well. ”

"Good job. ”

Li Haotian patted Song Chaoge's shoulder and passed by him.

Song Chaoge stood in place, and after a few seconds, he turned his head and looked at the back of the man who was almost equivalent to his brother-in-law, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and then turned around and walked out.

Back garden.

The plum blossoms are in full bloom in the garden.

Wearing a snow-white shawl coat, Song Luoshen stood quietly under a plum tree, and the peerless face and plum blossoms reflected each other, forming the most gorgeous scenery in the cold winter.

This situation and this scene made people unbearable, even Li Haotian couldn't help but slow down.

But even so, it was still noticed by Song Luoshen.

"Why did you get here. ”

Song Luoshen looked back and chuckled, the beauty that rippled out at that moment was enough to shake mortal dust.

This is his wife.

This is a woman of her own!

As the heir of the Li family, Li Haotian almost stepped on the top of 99% of the people in the world as soon as he was born.

But at this moment, a huge sense of pride that he had never felt before surged from the bottom of his heart.

"I'm afraid you'll be bored at home alone, so I'm here to accompany you. ”

He steadied himself and smiled softly.

"I'm not a child. ”

Song Luoshen chuckled and walked over, there was a stone table between the two, there were several round stools next to the stone table, and there were porcelain bowls and vases on the table.

"It's a coincidence that you came, Aunt Jiang just cooked the plum blossom ball soup, try it. ”

Song Luoshen sat down and personally served a bowl to Li Haotian.

To be able to get such a beautiful woman with a spoon with her hands in her hands, how many lifetimes of blessings must it be?

Li Haotian came down, and when he took the bowl, he couldn't help but take advantage of the situation to hold Song Luoshen's hand, his eyes were full of affection and affection.

Song Luoshen smiled and naturally withdrew his hand.

"Try it and see if it suits you. ”

Li Haotian picked up the spoon and took a sip.

The fragrance is overflowing, sweet but not greasy.

"Roselle, you're a blessing. ”

Li Haotian's face was full of admiration.

"Then you drink more. ”

Li Haotian nodded, quickly drank the bowl of soup, and after putting the porcelain bowl down, he found that Song Luoshen had been looking at him.

"Roselle, why don't you drink it?"

He was a little surprised.

"I just drank it. ”

Looking at the porcelain bowl that had been drunk, she smiled and said, "If Aunt Jiang knew that you like to drink her boiled soup so much, she would be very happy." ”

"Aunt Jiang's craftsmanship, it's no problem to be the palace chef. ”

"You mean that she stayed in our Song family because she was a talent?"

Li Haotian immediately explained.

"Of course not, I didn't mean that. ”

"Just kidding you. ”

Song Luoshen didn't drink the soup, but poured a cup of tea and took a sip.

Staring at that ingenious face, Li Haotian suddenly spoke.

"Roselle, the wound on your face seems to be no longer visible. ”

Pinching the teacup, Song Luoshen's eyes flickered.

"It's just a minor injury, it's been fine for a long time. ”

She said as if nothing had happened.

The wound on her face had indeed healed long ago, and Meng Po didn't seem to have much malice when she made a move at that time, as if she was just giving her a warning.

At that time, this matter was suppressed by the Song family and did not spread it, but it could be hidden from outsiders, but it could not be hidden from Li Haotian.

Almost disfigured, for any woman, I'm afraid it's a memory that I don't want to think about, and Li Haotian has always been very understanding and avoids talking about it, but why did he suddenly mention it today?

Just on a whim.

Or does it mean something?

"Well, I know a very good Chinese medicine practitioner, and his prescription is very useful for scratch scars, but you probably don't need it. ”

Li Haotian seemed to be relieved.

He didn't stay long, after all, the wedding of the two was imminent, and it was not suitable to stay in the Song Mansion all the time, and after talking to Song Luoshen, he got up and left.

Song Luo watched his back disappear, his eyes flickering, and his jade-like fingers gently caressed his once injured cheek.

Moments later,

She glanced at the porcelain bowl used by Li Haotian, then picked up a clean porcelain bowl again and filled herself with a bowl of soup.

Piping hot.

With the unique fragrance of plum blossoms pouring to the tip of the nose,

Song Luoshen blew lightly and brought the spoon to her mouth, but as before, before she could open her lips, a feeling of nausea that wanted to vomit rolled through her body like a wave.

The eyebrows like a distant mountain furrowed slightly, Song Luoshen stood up, very suspicious of tyrannical things, and poured the plum blossom soup that the Li family, who had eaten all the delicacies of the mountains and seas, was full of praise under a plum tree.

Song Luoshen stood there, watching the soup slowly seep into the soil.

Perhaps this can be regarded as a Heavenly Dao cycle in some sense.

Then, her hand slowly and even hesitantly stroked her upper abdomen, and she lost her mind.

(End of chapter)