Coming out of Aunt Song's room, Mother Guo dragged Fangsi into the house, closed the door and whispered: "Xianglan's file is not allowed to be mentioned again, you don't know, Mrs. obeys the uncle's words, if the uncle says that the briquettes are white, the wife will follow and say, 'Yes, yes, it looks a little white'...... Alas, why do you bother to hit the tip of the knife? ”

Fang Si twisted her veil and said, "I'm just unwilling." ”

Guo's mother sighed: "What can you do if you are unwilling? I have long advised you to know a few words, uncle likes the smell of books, you don't listen, *, Xianglan which is not able to read and break words, who can blame if you can't please now? ”

Fancy's irritability grew, and she walked to the side of the bed and lay down, covering her head under the quilt. Guo's mother walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, sighed again, pushed Fang Si and said, "You, you are an understanding person when you are young, don't get dizzy and go the wrong way this time." Uncle is taking that girl to heart, don't look for unhappiness, and usually be closer and closer. I see that the uncle is kind and amiable to you, and he may not have that thought, let's wait for another two years. But after two years, it still won't work, you can't delay, and I'll obediently find someone to marry, do you hear? As he spoke, he nudged Fancy.

Fang Si buried her head in tears, listened to Guo's mother's words, bit her lip and cried more and more.

But said Xianglan, helping the maids to set up the meal, Song Ke bathed out, changed into a dark green homely clothes, and saw that Xianglan was about to retreat, so he called and said: "Xianglan, don't go, stay and eat together." ”

When Jun and Yueren heard this, they glanced at each other and pursed their lips. Xianglan was a little embarrassed, she had been eating with the maids in the house these days, and now Song Ke asked her to stay, which made her a little uncomfortable.

Song Ke sat down at the table as if he was fine, patted the stool next to him, and said with a smile: "Come here, what are you doing standing stupidly?" ”

Xianglan stepped forward hesitantly, Song Ke stretched out her hand and pulled her to sit down, put a few chopsticks and dishes in the small plate in front of her, squeezed her eyes, and said with a little playfulness: "It's just the two of us, don't be so restrained." As he spoke, he reached out and filled her with a bowl of soup, "Taste it, this is ham soup." ”

Xianglan stared at the small fragrant soup bowl in front of her and didn't move.

Ham soup is also Xiao Hang's favorite soup, now living in the Song family for these days, from Song Ke's temperament, preferences, behavior and speech, she has been sure that Song Ke is Xiao Hang, yesterday she went to the study, quietly turned out the fan with the title "Xiaolou smells the night flute, Cen is lonely for three watches", saw the familiar and unfamiliar font on it, and silently shed tears.

When she found her husband in her previous life, she couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad in her heart. The joy is that the two lives are people, and there is still a chance to meet again; The sad thing is that the identity is different, and it is impossible for Song Kewan to marry her a slave maid!

Even though the Song family is no longer as glamorous and decent as it used to be, "the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse", in the end, it is a family in the same lineage, and there are still many field shops under his hands. Even if he wants to marry a girl from an ordinary family, he must be a squire with a solid family background. Counting and counting, it is not her turn to be a little maid whose body deed is held in the hands of the master.

Even if she and Song Ke recognize each other, what can she do?

She didn't dare to hold it up. Originally, she and Xiao Hang had only been husband and wife for a year before they were sent into exile, and the time they spent together was less than two years. Besides, the original marriage was wishful thinking on her part.

Now that they have met in a lifetime, how much of Song Ke's affection for her remains?

If she is a concubine in this life, she would rather never see each other again!

Seeing that Song Ke cared for her and cared for her diligently, she seemed to have a big stone blocked in her heart, although she was alert that she should not be obsessed with it, but in her heart she was shamefully secretly happy, and there was a faint hint of hope.

The Buddha said that she couldn't ask for the most suffering, so she struggled repeatedly between obsession and reluctance every day.

Song Ke poured himself a glass of wine, picked up a small noodle fruit, wanted to put it in his mouth, looked at Xianglan and stopped.

She didn't know why Xianglan showed a sad look again. During these days, he always tried his best to coax her to be happy, but whenever Xianglan showed a smile, he would show such sad eyes, as if she had experienced vicissitudes. In his previous life, he died of illness, wandering in a trance, I don't know how long it took to vaguely hear someone calling, and followed the sound, but it was the two-year-old son of the Song family, Song Ke, who was about to die of illness, and the family invited a Taoist to call the soul. And Song Ke was out of breath at this time, so he leaned over and entered the child's body, and more than ten years passed in a flash. He had asked someone to inquire that the Shen family had died a long time ago, and his relatives in his previous life had died and walked, and none of them could be found.

Now this girl is really like his wife Shen in his previous life, and he sometimes thinks that Xianglan is the same as him, is the soul of the Shen family? He had spoken and tried a few times, and deliberately said trivial things that he and the Shen family had only known in his previous life, but found that Xianglan had no reaction. So he wondered if he was mistaken, after all, more than ten years had passed, and everything in his previous life was like a dream.

Song Ke coughed lightly, took a frozen crystal banana leaf cup for himself, poured a cup full of Xianglan, put it in front of her and said, "Do you have something on your mind?" ”

"What's on your mind?" When Xianglan looked up, she had already wiped away all the sorrow on her face, and said with a slight smile, "It's just that I don't think it's proper to eat at the same table with you." ”

Song Ke twisted his thick eyebrows: "What are the rules and regulations, I am the most tired of this, don't you just want to be happy in your own home?" I'm willing to watch you eat with me. As he spoke, he pushed the wine cup forward again, "Have a few glasses of wine with me today." ”

Xianglan smiled slightly: "Eat and drink at night, will you still read later?" I can't hold the pen steadily, and I can't do anything. ”

Song Ke smiled and said, "What are you doing about the disappointment, I'll have a drink with you first." As he spoke, Xianglan raised the wine cup, touched it, and drank it all.

Xianglan hurriedly persuaded: "It's better to eat two bites of food, otherwise the wine will be easy to hurt the internal organs." As he spoke, he sandwiched a duck roll and put it on Song Ke's plate.

Song Ke laughed unconsciously, ate the duck roll in one bite, and talked about the interesting things around him, and how a few naughty students played tricks with the great Confucian of the academy; said that Lin Jinting secretly went to Goolan to drink flower wine, and after being known by Mrs. Lin, he ordered Lin Changmin to take a whip to teach him a lesson, Lin Jinting complained to Song Ke with a handful of snot and tears, why did his eldest brother go to that place, he couldn't go, it was really unfair; He also said how the work in his shop was deceived by a charlatan.

Song Ke talked wittily, rich and elegant, and his witty words made Xianglan smile all the time. Xu was so happy that it wasn't until Junxi came to knock on the door that he realized that it was already time.

The maids removed the remnants of the table and brought in water again, Song Ke was drunk, and when he saw that the moonlight in the courtyard was good, he insisted on going out to admire the moon. Yuexi moved a small table, Junxi re-brewed a pot of hot tea, and put melon and fruit cakes on the table. Song Ke sent away: "You go to sleep, there is Xianglan waiting here." ”

The two of them stood side by side in the courtyard like this, and the surroundings were quiet, only the "rustling" sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo forest, and the occasional insect chirping, but it became more and more silent.

Xianglan raised her face and saw a semi-circular moon hanging in the sky, and the moonlight was as soft as silver.

Song Ke stood for a while, let out a long breath, and said with a smile: "Wanjing can be made as you like." I remember another time when I looked up at the moon with a woman, it was a bright full moon, hanging on the river, but at that time, because of the bitterness in my heart, no matter how good the moonlight was, I felt extremely sad and melancholy. But today, although it is only half a moon, it is indeed frank in the eyes of my heart, as if I have never seen such a good moonlight in my life. ”

Xianglan still looked up at the moon and smiled: "The moonlight tonight is indeed bright, you see that there is not a single cloud in the sky, there are still flowers to enjoy in the yard, there is good tea to taste, it is really a fairy day." ”

Song Ke said in a low voice: "And you are with me, not a beautiful scenery has become a beautiful scenery." The voice was extremely soft, as if there was no zài in Xianglan's ears, but Song Ke still blushed and took Xianglan's hand, but his heart fluttered, lest Xianglan feel that he was a frivolous and wild wolf man, and coughed lightly and wanted to say something, but he couldn't find the words. He was originally a very calm person, but at this time, he became flustered because he cared.

Xianglan didn't break free, stood quietly aside, lowered her head, and said silently in her heart: "God has mercy on me, just let me be presumptuous for a while." Song Ke is the person she cherishes in her heart, seeing his energetic conversation and laughter, she recalls the beautiful days in her previous life, so that she can't help but want to get closer, and every moment with Song Ke can make her temporarily have a moment to forget her humble identity and unfortunate future fate.

Song Ke peeked and saw Xianglan's soft silhouette and delicate shoulders, he squeezed Xianglan's little hand, his heart softened, and the corners of his mouth rose. The first time he saw Xianglan, he felt that his heartstrings were tugged. This girl is so beautiful and so stubborn and tenacious, even if she is scolded by Cao Lihuan, she is not a wolf bèi of others, and she still straightens her waist after that, with dignity and pride in her bones. He stared at her carefully for a long time, and then couldn't resist the urge to go and see her.

Song Ke shook Xianglan's hand tightly, pulled her to the table and sat down, and said with a smile: "I originally knew some silk bamboo, for pleasure." It's a pity that my mother is so quiet, and because of my father's death, there has been no music in the family for a long time, otherwise it would be appropriate to play a song at this time. ”

Xianglan raised her face at this time, looked at Song Ke Junya's eyebrows, and smiled: "All around here are heavenly sounds, which are more beautiful than the voice of Sizhu." ”

Xianglan smiled very beautifully, the moonlight sprinkled on her jade-like face was like a layer of silver plated, as if it came out of the painting, Song Ke looked stunned, and let out a stupid "um".

Seeing him like this, Xianglan wanted to laugh in her heart, but then she was a little stunned, so she stood up and said, "It's too late, uncle, go back and rest, Ming'er has to get up early to study, don't burn your body." ”

Song Ke was reluctant, but he was afraid that Xianglan would be lacking, so he had to respond.

Xianglan went to serve Song Ke to wash and go to bed. He lifted the curtain on the bed and watched Xianglan close the door with a candle and leave, he wanted to leave Xianglan behind, but he felt that this was abrupt to her.

"Wait until next year's spring." Song Ke thought in his heart and closed his eyes in a daze. RS