Chapter Ninety-Three: The Poor Bride

Song Yichen's face was very deceptive, especially when he was concentrating on one thing, his expression was gentle like a wisp of breeze, and people couldn't help but indulge in it. Just like at this time, he rubbed medicine for Wen Xiaoluo, his expression was concentrated, and his movements were gentle as if he was treating a treasure. If it weren't for Wen Xiaoluo, he would have known Song Yichen's personality a long time ago, I am afraid that he would have been fascinated by his appearance at this time.

"What do you do when you rub medicine, the hands of people who practice martial arts are like this." Wen Xiaoluo said without being salty, without a trace of gratitude in his tone, and with a somewhat indifferent attitude.

Song Yichen's movements paused, and then after wiping the last point, he slowly withdrew his hand, looked into the distance and said, "I thought about doing this a few days ago, but I didn't have time to contract the wind and cold in the past few days." In the end, it is the daughter's house, or it is better to protect it carefully. ”

Hearing this, Wen Xiaocheng wanted to laugh, protect it well? She hasn't forgotten how he treated her at that time in King Yu, and at this time asked her to protect her, what is she doing when she is not telling a joke? A touch of mockery flashed in Wen Xiaoluo's eyes, and at this time, Song Yichen happened to turn his head and meet Wen Xiaoluo's eyes directly.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, most of the time Song Yichen had always been like this, his dark eyes were not shocked, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry. On the other hand, Wen Xiaoluo, looking at her eyes, can understand at a glance. In fact, both of them understand this. Somehow, looking at Song Yichen's eyes, Wen Xiaoluo suddenly remembered when he went to see Song Yichen that day. Song Yichen's eyes suddenly opened at that time, and the eyeballs were as black as now, making people's hearts tremble for no reason. Pouted. Wen Xiaoluo turned his head and didn't want to see Song Yichen.

"What are you doing when you come out, if you find out that you are missing later, your cheap grandfather will definitely blame me by then, and I still want to stay in this Song Mansion."

Song Yichen didn't speak, just leaned against the tree behind him, and then closed his eyes. Not long before he came, he had just woken up, and when he woke up, he realized that Old Man Song had made a claim and let her take his wife. The first reaction was to subconsciously go to Wen Xiaoluo's room to find her, and when he saw the empty room, a huge panic hit his heart again. No one but him knew how scared he was at that moment......

Seeing that Song Yichen did not speak. Wen Xiaoluo felt a little irritable. looked at Song Yichen's face. She suddenly didn't understand whether she had been obsessed with ghosts or something, and she actually fell in love with Song Yichen. Looking at him now, I really can't afford to have a little wave in my heart.

Think about it this way. Wen Xiaoluo's heart, which was originally blocked because of Song Yichen's coming, instantly eased a lot. Stand up. Patted the dust off his body. Didn't say anything either. I took care of myself and walked back.

Song Yichen didn't move, but his eyes kept looking at Wen Xiaoluo's back as he walked farther and farther, and an imperceptible pain flashed in his eyes......

When Wen Xiaoluo returned to the house, he felt weird. The Song Mansion, which should have been lively, was extremely quiet at the moment. The original guests were gone, and the people in the house were quickly cleaning up the dirty things left on the banquet. Seeing Wen Xiaoluo coming back, they all stopped their movements and looked at her in unison. In fact, since returning to Andu City, because Old Man Song doesn't treat her very well, the people in the mansion either pretend to turn a blind eye when they see her, or salute her coldly. Compared with when he first arrived in the Song Mansion, the treatment can be said to be very different.

But Wen Xiaoluo doesn't care, after all, she is under the fence, and some food and some accommodation are enough. So when the people looked at her like that, she really didn't know what she did to make them do this. But anyone who is looked at like this will not be comfortable, Wen Xiaoluo frowned, didn't want to pay attention to those people, and walked towards his room.

"The new lady is so pathetic...... The young master didn't see ......"

……

The distance was so close, Wen Xiaoluo didn't go far, and those words naturally entered her ears without falling out. Wretched? Wen Xiaoluo thought, the bride is indeed pitiful...... But it's none of her business......

Song Yichen returned to the house not long after Wen Xiaoluo returned to the house, before the old man Song had a big temper, and the young master, who had always been obedient, was also very stubborn in Wen Xiaoluo's affairs. The two broke up unhappily, which made the people in the house panic. Now seeing Song Yichen come back, I can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Yun Fang, who had been guarding in Chenfeng Garden, saw Song Yichen coming back, and hurriedly greeted him, his eyebrows and eyes were full of worry, he looked at Song Yichen left and right, and said nervously: "You kid, don't say a word when you go out, what if something happens?" It's cold at night, your illness is not completely cured, what if something happens again......" Yun Fang has always been steady and calm, but at the moment, she kept babbling, obviously worried about Song Yichen's death.

Song Yichen looked at Yun Fang's anxious and nervous appearance, his heart warmed, and he said softly: "Mother, the child is fine." ”

Yun Fang was still not at ease, and carefully looked at Song Yichen, and only after being sure that it was okay did he breathe a sigh of relief and said: "You kid, why did you quarrel with the old man today, and how embarrassing the bride was......"

It's okay not to say it, as soon as he said it, Song Yichen's face immediately turned cold, and he said lightly: "I didn't agree to the matter of getting married, and now this situation is also caused by my grandfather." ”

Yun Fang glanced at Song Yichen helplessly when she heard this, and her heart was naturally towards Song Yichen. It's just that now that this pro has become a person, and the person has taken it, it is impossible to pack it and return it. They are all children of pro-white families, and now they are really ...... How do you want that child to find a good family in the future? After thinking about it again, Yun Fang still opened her mouth to persuade: "Chen'er, listen to my mother's words." Go back to the room and don't leave the bride alone. Such...... It's not good after all......" Yun Fang said euphemistically, but it was enough for Song Yichen to understand.

In fact, Yun Fang is very good to Song Yichen, and Song Yichen does treat her as a mother. Although he is ruthless, he is extremely filial. In the past, Song Yichen would definitely listen to it. But he pretended to be Wen Xiaoluo in his heart, and he wanted him to be with other women. He can't do it, but now he's married. A lot of things have also deviated from the original track. If he hadn't been sick at that time, it wouldn't have happened today......

Seeing that Song Yichen was silent, Yun Fang couldn't help but sigh lightly, reached out and stroked Song Yichen's hair and said, "Mother won't force you, but I'll go back tonight to have a look, and ask the maid to prepare an extra quilt." The meaning of these words was already very obvious, and Song Yichen couldn't refuse anymore, so he nodded and agreed. (To be continued.) )