Song Yichen and Wen Xiaoluo stood outside the door, obviously far away from Lu Yilou, and it was impossible for ordinary people to hear what they said. But Lu Yilou, who was sitting on the edge of the column, raised his eyebrows when Song Yichen finished speaking, and a smile of unknown meaning suddenly appeared on his originally calm face.

As if sensing Lu Yilou's gaze, Song Yichen turned his head to look at Lu Yilou, his eyes narrowed slightly, he smiled suddenly, stood up and touched Wen Xiaoluo's head comfortingly, and said softly: "Luo'er, don't cry anymore, otherwise my brother will be angry." ”

Wen Xiaoluo, who had been crying silently, pursed his lips vigorously when he heard this, and forcibly held back the tears that he was about to continue to shed. The little body trembled a little, and Song Yichen wanted to pull her hand but she accidentally dodged it. But in the next moment, a trembling hand immediately held Song Yichen's hand. was obviously scared, but he mustered up the courage to hold Song Yichen.

Sure enough, Song Yichen seemed to be very satisfied with Wen Xiaoluo's generality, the corners of his lips hooked, and said, "Okay, remember not to make such mistakes again in the future." As he spoke, he pulled Wen Xiaoluo and walked towards Lu Yilou.

In fact, Song Yichen's words are completely wrong, although Wen Xiaoluo is not very good at speaking, he has always been well-behaved, and his actions at that time are also considered common sense, and he can't make any mistakes at all. But what he said was wrong, and Wen Xiaoluo was wrong......

"I can't see it......" When Song Yichen passed by Lu Yilou's side, Lu Yilou suddenly whispered. The tone was lightly picky, and the eyes that looked at Song Yichen were full of ridicule.

Song Yichen stopped, looked at Lu Yilou with calm eyes, and said, "What are you doing?" The tone was still as indifferent as water, but a hint of contempt could be heard in it when you listened closely.

"Heh......" Lu Yilou smiled and didn't speak, but looked at Wen Xiaoluo, who was standing next to Song Yichen with tears on his eyelashes, and then beckoned to Wen Xiaoluo and said, "Little girl, come to my brother." Lu Yilou took off the indifference on his face before, and looked at Wen Xiaoluo's unexpectedly pleasant face, compared to Song Yichen, it really makes people feel closer.

But now Wen Xiaoluo didn't dare, even if she wanted it tightly, she was even more afraid that Song Yichen would be angry. So after Lu Yilou finished speaking, Wen Xiaoluo immediately lowered his head, and he didn't dare to look at Lu Yilou.

Lu Yilou didn't get angry when he saw this, and withdrew his hand and said quietly: "The little prince of Yong'an in the Song Mansion of Chen Guo doesn't seem to be as unearthly as rumored. ”

Song Yichen didn't have the slightest change on his face when he heard this, as if he wasn't surprised that Lu Yilou would know his identity, but just glanced at Lu Yilou lightly and said, "The young master of the Wind and Rain Pavilion is nothing more than that. ”

Unlike Song Yichen, Lu Yilou frowned when he heard Song Yichen's words, put away the playful smile on his face, and said, "How do you know?!" ”

Song Yichen snorted coldly, did not answer Lu Yilou's words, and took Wen Xiaoluo to find a haystack that Zhu'er had cleaned and sat down. However, he sat on the haystack and put Wen Xiaoluo in his arms, so as not to stain Wen Xiaoluo with the dust, and the meaning of love was very obvious.

Lu Yilou was injured and inconvenient to get up, but he looked at Song Yichen with a little more inquiry in his eyes. Song Yichen, as a pampered little prince, has never been in good health, and has always lived in a simple place, how could he know about this matter in the rivers and lakes. Moreover, Lu Yilou's true appearance, few people in the world have seen it, how could Song Yichen know?

The more Lu Yilou thought about it, the tighter the frown between his brows, this King of Yong'an...... It's not simple......

After all, the temple is so big, it is impossible to clean every room, and it is late in the day, so it is difficult to see many places clearly. So Zhu'er and those horsemen cleaned a few rooms and didn't clean them anymore, the best one was naturally Song Yichen and Wen Xiaoluo's, Lu Yilou had one, Zhu'er had one, and the horsemen squeezed together.

"Men and women are not close, even if your master is still young, but you shouldn't share a room with that child." Lu Yilou was helped into the room by Zhu'er and said suddenly.

Zhu'er was stunned when she heard this, and then smiled and said, "It's all children, and I don't pay attention to those now." Besides, Miss Luo'er is going to marry my master in the future after all, and these are not in the way. Lu Yilou smiled when he heard this, and said no more.

"I'll put the things for washing there, and when the time comes, you can use them directly, and I'll go to the master first."

Lu Yilou nodded and said thank you. Seeing this, Zhu'er didn't linger any longer, walked quickly to the door where Song Yichen was, and said in a low and respectful voice: "Young Master, is there anything else you want to order?" ”

Song Yichen had just finished helping Wen Xiaoluo wash up, and was covering Wen Xiaoluo who was lying on the bed, when he heard this and said, "It's okay, you go and rest." ”

Pearls whispered and turned back to her room.

In the rainy air, there was a faint smell of mud, mixed with the smell of grass outside the window, which wafted into Song Yichen's room, which smelled very good. After being stuffy in the carriage for too long today, and now smelling this smell, Song Yichen couldn't help but close his eyes and take a deep breath. On weekdays, he should have gone to bed at this time, but tonight Song Yichen was standing in front of the window with his back hand, looking at the dark night, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Because of the limited number of lamps and candles, there were only two lamps lit in the room, which was much less than in the Song Mansion before, and the room was naturally much darker. Wen Xiaoluo was a little scared, bit his lip, lifted the quilt, walked to Song Yichen's side step by step, and carefully took Song Yichen's hand.

These actions made Song Yichen come back to his senses, retract his gaze to look at Wen Xiaoluo, and said, "Luo'er is afraid? ”

Wen Xiaoluo nodded lightly when he heard this, Song Yichen squatted down when he saw this, brushed Wen Xiaoluo's hair and said softly: "Luo'er, do you know how sad my brother is today?" ”

These words seemed a little complicated to Wen Xiaoluo's ears, and he looked at Song Yichen with some puzzlement.

Seeing this, Song Yichen sighed helplessly and said, "That's it, go to sleep." Saying that, he picked up Wen Xiaoluo and went to bed, the candle flame was not blown out, Wen Xiaoluo was afraid of the dark, and the candle flame must be lit when he fell asleep at night, otherwise, he would not be able to sleep all night.

"Sleep." Song Yichen covered the quilt for Wen Xiaoluo, and then gently dropped a kiss on her forehead and said softly.

This Wen Xiaoluo closed his eyes very obediently, and slowly fell asleep with one hand holding Song Yichen's arm...... Song Yichen closed his eyes only after seeing Wen Xiaoluo's face in the dark night......