Song Yuhe put away the snuffbox again and walked to Jing Xiang's bedside, "What do you want to eat, I told the kitchen to do it, you love to cook every day, now you have to be more careful, if other people's craftsmanship is not your appetite, you just say, I will find a good cook." ”

Jing Xiang said with a smile, "I cook by myself just as a hobby for idleness, not to be picky about anything, I can eat anything, I don't have to worry about it." As she spoke, she stretched out her arm to pull Song Yuhe's hand.

Song Yuhe was pulled by her to sit down and held her hand, "Don't wronged yourself." ”

For the first time, Jing Xiang had a feeling of being cherished by Song Yuhe, and her heart was a little moved, she forgot all about the past, and now the years are quiet, it is his child, blood is thicker than water, flesh and bones, no matter what, he will pour all his love into this child, in this process, he will raise this child with her, and he will also love her......

She was confident that she would be able to wait until that day.

"What's wrong with the second brother? Didn't hurt your bones, did you? Jing Xiang asked about Song Yuhong, and until now, Song Yuhong's skin is still lingering in her mind.

Speaking of Song Yuhong, Song Yuhe sighed, "The injury is not light, there is no intact piece of meat on his back, just now the little guy carried him into the house, he will even turn over and shout in pain." ”

"Father is too ruthless."

Song Yuhong said in a deep voice, "The second brother has been stubborn since he was a child, and his father has reprimanded him a lot, but he has not really started to fight a few times, like today in front of the people in the front yard and the backyard to fight so ruthlessly and mercilessly, it is really the first time, it is estimated that his father is now favored, how many people are staring inside and outside the door, so we must be more cautious in words and deeds, the second brother will go to drink flower wine this time, but he is still making trouble in brothel and courtyard. ”

Although Jing Xiang is a woman, she still has some understanding of the court situation, and she can't help but nod when she hears Song Yuhe's explanation, "But I feel that the second brother is not so disproportionate, how can he ...... this time?"

"Look at him like that, it's really different from ordinary times, I asked him, he didn't say, his temper was also short-tempered, I don't know what anger he suffered outside, ask again in a few days, anyway, if he is injured like this, he can't go anywhere."

Jing Xiang said, "What about Yuzhu?" ”

Song Yuhe glanced at Jing Xiang with some pity, "You...... Don't always think about others. ”

"Your family is also my family, not anyone else."

Song Yuhe had mixed feelings in his heart, and smiled softly at Jing Xiang, "You rest first, I still have some things to deal with." ”

Jing Xiang nodded sensibly, immediately closed his eyes, looking asleep, her sensible and well-behaved appearance made Song Yuhe feel uncomfortable, he tucked the quilt corner for Jing Xiang, and then left completely with confidence.

It's just that as soon as I went out, I caught the little ghost who was eavesdropping at the door.

Song Yuzhu was a little embarrassed, and said to Song Yuhe, "Big brother, is your sister-in-law okay?" She said as she tried to peek through the door.

Song Yuhe picked up Song Yuzhu and said to Song Yuzhu in a serious tone, "Your sister-in-law has already slept, you child, you can't be idle for a moment, your mother doesn't allow you to go out, so you walk around the house." ”

Song Yuzhu wrapped her arms around Song Yuhe's neck and said delicately, "Big brother, can you help me intercede with my mother, I don't want to stay at home all the time." ”

"How can a little girl love to run around so much."

Song Yuhe said while holding Song Yuzhu and walking out, at this moment, a small guy in the front yard ran to him, and said, "There is a little shopkeeper outside, who said that he was the second son of Qi from the British Mansion, and in order to thank the second young master and the third young lady for saving their lives, they came to give gifts." ”

Song Yuhe took Song Yuzhu to meet the guest sent by Qi Yu this time.

The visitor claimed to be surnamed Wang, said that he was the shopkeeper of Xiaoyun Tower, and had a full face and beard, which was quite different from the ordinary Central Plains people.

Song Yuhe invited Lao Wang to sit down and drink a cup of tea, polite greetings were inevitable, so back and forth, Lao Wang said, "Presumably Song Dagongzi has also heard of it, Young Master Qi Yu has the habit of collecting antiques and calligraphy and paintings, and valuable collections are generally stored in Xiaoyun Tower in the west of the city, and I am the shopkeeper of Xiaoyun Tower." ”

"Is there still a shopkeeper in Xiaoyun Tower?" The name of this Xiaoyun Tower is like thunder, and the collection of calligraphy and painting is not less than that in the palace, which can be regarded as a small palace. It's not that no one has the idea of Xiaoyunlou, Song Yuhe is a person who likes elegance, and most of his friends are like this, not to mention anything else, just to say that there are many people around him who want to get to know Qi Yu and buy calligraphy and painting collections from Xiaoyunlou, but not to mention trading, even knowing Qi Yu is a very difficult thing, and over time, Song Yuhe naturally understands that Xiaoyunlou does not do business.

If you don't do business and don't do business, why do you need a shopkeeper?

"Xiaoyunlou is in business, but it doesn't do business with the people of the Central Plains, otherwise, even if it is Qi Yu's son's family's wealth, he can't withstand this kind of consumption that only goes in and can't leave."

Song Yuhe suddenly realized, and said in his heart that this Qi Yu is not as rumored, and he also does some money-making business in private, you must know that the price of a random calligraphy and painting spread overseas or in a foreign country has at least doubled, so if you resell it for a few rounds, you can make a lot of money, and the money you earn does not have to go to the account of the Guogong Mansion, I have to say that this Qi Yu still has a lot of business minds.

Lao Wang drank the tea in front of him, although he was doing an elegant business, his speech and demeanor were quite refreshing, more like a person from the rivers and lakes, he finished drinking the tea, he stood up, opened a cage, inside was about four or five rectangular treasure boxes, it seemed that the inside was carefully framed calligraphy and painting.

"This time, our young master was able to escape death, and thanks to the second son and third lady of your mansion, our young master had already ordered to go down and prepare a generous gift for your mansion to express his gratitude, but I picked left and right, for fear that the calligraphy and painting I chose would not meet the wishes of your mansion, so it was delayed until today."

Song Yuhe has been ordered by the Wang family to buy Qi Yu's calligraphy and paintings, but he has no chance to get acquainted, and this time the other party took the initiative to send it away, which can be said to be an unexpected joy.

"Our young master also prepared a generous gift for the second son and the third lady."

Song Yuzhu was stunned for a moment and muttered, "Send me ......"

Lao Wang handed a red wooden box to Song Yuzhu, and said to Song Yuhe, "I don't know if I can see the second son, I have something to convey for our young master." ”

The other party was so polite, and Song Yuhe had no reason to refuse.

It's just that Song Yuhong is really not in the mood to entertain guests, lying on the bed like a dead fish.

It wasn't until Lao Wang seemed to say something to Song Yuhong that he heard Song Yuhong snort coldly: "Got it." ”

After Lao Wang left, Song Yuhe asked Song Yuhong, what did Lao Wang just tell you?

Song Yuhong turned his head away, looking like he didn't want to pay attention to people.

Song Yuzhu went back to the room and couldn't wait to open the box.

A gift specially prepared for her by the host......

She was looking forward to it.

What could it be?

She opened the box, and inside was a scroll.

Mother Li came over to open it for her, but Song Yuzhu refused, holding the scroll stubbornly, for fear that others would rob her.

She licked the scroll as if it were a treasure, and opened it with a random nervous mood.

"Cat ......?"

Qi Yu ...... Brother...... The owner drew a cat for her?