84_84251Zhihua felt that Su Qianling's expression was wrong, his heart trembled, and he tentatively called "Miss".

The voice in his ears made Su Qianling retract his thoughts, and turned to look at Zhihua and Mo Zi standing on the side, his heart moved slightly, and his voice was a little cold: "Let's go to the Zhenguo Marquis's Mansion!" ”

Knowing that the screen moved slightly, seeing that it was not early, what was the urgency for the third lady to go to the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion at this time?

muttered in his heart, but he didn't have time to think about it, Zhihua explained to the little maid to send a message to the eldest lady, and asked Mo Zi to inform the coachman, simply clean up, and the three of them got into the carriage again.

Bumpy all the way, Su Qianling kept frowning in the swaying carriage, and the violent shaking did not shake out the troubles in her mind, until the carriage stopped abruptly, and she took back her distant thoughts.

"Miss, we're here!"

While speaking, Zhihua looked at Su Qianling with a look of distraction, his face moved slightly, he stretched out his hand to lift the curtain and went out, got out of the carriage and turned around to help Su Qianling.

often goes in and out of the Zhenguo Marquis's Mansion, and the guards standing guard at the door all know Su Qianling, seeing that it is Miss Biao, she didn't even report it, and opened the door directly.

Su Qianling looked in a hurry, didn't have time to think about it, stepped directly into the threshold, and walked towards Xinyaju, where her mother used to live.

Zhihua and Mo Zi glanced at each other, but they didn't know Su Qianling's thoughts, so they only stepped up their steps to follow, with a bit of solemnity on their faces.

The maid is no stranger to Su Qianling, she salutes when she comes over, and her mother who cleans Xin Yaju on weekdays also has a grin on her face.

However, this time it seemed a little unusual, looking at the solemn look on Su Qianling's face, her mother didn't dare to step forward, and was stunned in the yard with a broom in her hand for a moment, seeing that Su Qianling had already walked over, leaving herself with a back.

Su Qianling didn't have time to pay attention to everyone's expressions, and went straight into the courtyard and walked towards her mother's study.

Zhihua and Mo Zi followed behind, and the two of them couldn't help but beat drums in their hearts, even if the old lady doted on the young lady, but after all, this was the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion, and the young lady was so rampage, she was a little ignorant of the etiquette, but the two of them didn't have the time to think about it, so they could only follow Su Qianling in.

Su Qianling had something in her heart, she didn't notice Zhihua and Mo Zi at all, and went directly into the study and walked in the direction of the small book she found before.

Xiao Za was still in the original place quietly, Su Qianling's heart suddenly flooded with waves, when he reached out to take it, he couldn't help but tremble slightly, opened Xiao Za, his eyes fell on the picture, his expression was solemn, this time, it was purposeful, and it looked a little more detailed.

The rustle of the pages sounded in the room, especially clear, Su Qianling looked at it, and his face suddenly froze, in a page of painting, in the painting of the folding fan given to the man by his mother, there was a small word faintly engraved on the bone of the fan.

Su Qianling's expression changed slightly, and he quickly flipped back, and when he saw clearly the word "Mu" on the fan bone on the back page, his brows couldn't help but twist.

Mu, is it a person's name? But people have lived for two lives, and they have never heard of a person named "Mu" in the imperial capital, is this person no longer in the imperial capital? Or......

"I've seen Miss Chun!"

Zhihua's voice sounded in the outhouse, Su Qianling froze, and hurriedly closed the small note and put it back in its place, and when Song Yuanchun came in, she was already at the table with a cup of tea and looked at the book she took casually.

"Why did you come here suddenly today and not let people know?"

The maid lifted the curtain, and before Song Yuanchun's people entered the house, the voice came first.

Entering the house and seeing Su Qianling sitting and drinking tea, Song Yuanchun was stunned, and then pouted: "You come and go freely, when this is your general's mansion?" Do you know that grandmother came here? ”

Although the words in Song Yuanchun's mouth were deliberately alienated, he couldn't help but bring out a smile on his face, and seeing Su Qianling's calm face, he was relieved.

Just now I heard the maid come to report that Miss Biao had entered the house with a heavy face, and it seemed that something had happened, so I hurried over worriedly, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that she was fine.

Su Qianling put the cup in her hand on the table, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she raised her eyes to look at Song Yuanchun: "Grandmother said, this is my mother's house, and naturally it is also my home." ”

Diagonally gave Su Qianling a sneering look, Song Yuanchun pouted: "This thick-skinned one!" ”

The two of them glanced at each other, and the corners of their lips tucked into a smile, they never knew that peaceful coexistence was so pleasant.

Suddenly, Song Yuanchun restrained the smile on his face, looked at Su Qianling, and the corners of his lips provoked: "I heard the maid who sprinkled the sweep said that you came in with a solemn face, what happened?" ”

Su Qianling was still puzzled in her heart why Song Yuanchun came over so quickly, but now when she heard her, it suddenly dawned on her that she didn't control her feelings in a hurry, but it left an impression.

"It's nothing, I left the silk handkerchief last time I came, I thought it should be in Xinyaju, so I hurriedly came to look for it, and I have found it." Su Qianling said, raised his hand and shook the silk handkerchief in his hand, and a light smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

The women's personal objects of the Celestial Empire will be embroidered with their names, if the personal objects are left elsewhere, or picked up by men, it is a matter of reputation, after all, people think that personal objects are given to men, and the things in this are not so simple.

With a sneer, Song Yuanchun took two steps forward and sat opposite Su Qianling: "You are really too cautious, this Xinyaju is cleaning except for a few reliable people on weekdays, but no one else comes, even if you drop something, you won't go anywhere else, what are you worried about!" ”

Su Qianling took back the silk handkerchief, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly returned to his usual indifference: "It's always a close-fitting object, so you still have to be nervous." ”

Looking at the calmness on Su Qianling's face, Song Yuanchun hooked the corners of his lips, took the new tea that he brought over by chance, took a sip of it, and seemed to think of something: "So, you haven't gone to your grandmother's place yet?" Does she know you're coming? ”

Su Qianling's face froze, and he shook his head slightly: "I came over in a hurry, and I didn't inform my grandmother, the thing has just been found, and I am also going to go over to see her old man." ”

Song Yuanchun was here, and Su Qianling didn't want to check that little note anymore, she didn't want this matter to attract the attention of others.

As if thinking of something, Su Qianling's expression changed slightly, and he turned his face to look at Song Yuanchun: "Cousin Chun, have you ever heard about your mother when she was young?" Every time I asked her, she wouldn't tell me, which made me curious. ”

Su Qianling's words did not have the slightest flaw, even if Song Yuanchun was thoughtful, it was only regarded as a private conversation between mother and daughter, and there was no other meaning.

Song Yuanchun paused, put the cup on the table, inexplicably added a layer of gloom to his heart, turned to Su Qianling, and his voice was a little lower: "My aunt didn't have me when she left home, but I heard my grandmother talk about it, in fact, your father is not your mother's favorite candidate." ”

Su Qianling's face moved slightly, a different color flashed between his clear eyes, and he disappeared quickly, and when Song Yuanchun saw it clearly, he was already curious.

"When Cousin Chun said this, I was even more curious, wasn't my mother going to marry my father in the first place? I heard that my father knelt outside the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion for three days before marrying my mother. Su Qianling had a little curiosity on his face, but he couldn't help but feel a huge wave in his heart, always feeling that something was going to happen.

Song Yuanchun stretched out his hand and picked up a piece of cloud cake, chewing it carefully, his thoughts extended and spread and he didn't know where he went, thinking about what his grandmother said before, his face moved slightly.

"I just heard that my aunt used to have a childhood sweetheart, and it seems that my aunt was also fond of that person, but then I don't know why the two fell out and never contacted each other again."

Song Yuanchun's news was also heard from Lao Taijun, because it was a story, so there were only fragments in his memory, and it was not very clear.

Su Qianling's expression on his face changed slightly, remembering the word "Mu" on the fan bone, and looking up at Song Yuanchun: "Do you know what that person's name is?" ”

After thinking carefully for a moment, Song Yuanchun shook his head slightly, and his brows couldn't help frowning: "I don't know, grandmother never said that person's name, but if you want to know, wouldn't it be better to ask grandmother directly?" ”

Su Qianling shook her head, and a slight smile spread on the corner of her lips: "It's not important, it's just good to listen to the story, I didn't expect my mother to have so many stories when she was young." ”

Song Yuanchun chewed on the cloud cake, and seemed to suddenly realize that these things should not be told to Su Qianling, after all, General Su was her father.

Thinking of this, Song Yuanchun's face changed slightly, bringing out a touch of embarrassment: "Don't think about it, that's the matter of the previous generation, we don't need to worry about being juniors, isn't it good to be like this now?" ”

"Yes, we don't have to worry about Daddy's affairs, just listen to the story!" Su Qianling saw the concerns on Song Yuanchun's face, and didn't ask any more, with a light smile on her face, just to comfort her.

Grandmother, if you ask your grandmother, you have to think about how to say this, after all, she is a person who has lived in the backyard for so many years, and if she doesn't think about it, her grandmother will be suspicious, and some of the gains outweigh the losses.

Su Qianling pondered carefully in his heart, and subconsciously reached out to take the cloud cake, but when he just touched it, his hand suddenly stopped in the air, and after a while, he took it back.

In this life, she will not eat cloud cake again, and she will erase all the qiē benefits about Duanmu Gaoyang!

"What's wrong? This cloud cake was just delivered in the afternoon, and it was fresh! ”

Song Yuanchun saw Su Qianling stop, with a hint of surprise on his face, isn't the cloud cake Su Qianling's favorite food?

Withdrawing his hand and picking up the cup, Su Qianling lowered his head and took a shallow sip, his face quickly recovered his calmness, and the corners of his lips curved a touch: "It's a little too sweet and greasy to eat too much, and I'm controlling it recently, so I can't eat it." ”

Women have to maintain a slender and slender figure, Su Qianling said this, but there is nothing worth minding.

Song Yuanchun pursed his lips, he wanted to eat again, but he suddenly stopped his hand, picked up the tea in front of him and took a sip of it, as if he wanted to wash this sweetness down.

"It's not too early, let's go see my grandmother, my mother should be punished if it's too late." Su Qianling didn't want to stay longer, but since she came, she had to go to the old lady's place.

With a slight pause on his face, the corners of Song Yuanchun's mouth moved, but he didn't speak, the cup in his hand was placed on the table, he got up, looked at the time, and his grandmother should wake up from a nap.

The two came out of Xinyaju, walked around the garden to the old lady's courtyard, and walked into the depths, when they suddenly heard a muttering sound, their faces were stunned, they looked at each other, and turned around and walked towards the source of the sound