Lonely men and widows are in the same room, if something doesn't happen, I'm really sorry for the audience. However, Song Xiaolang and Ming'er did not have anything to do. Originally, with the virtue of this guy, he might do something inferior to the beast. It's a pity that this guy was so tired that he fell asleep on the bed before he had time to move.

Ming'er pushed him inside and lay down on the edge of the bed with a tilted body. It's a pity that she can't sleep all the time, and the bits and pieces of the past can't stop churning in her head. Since Song Zheng recognized her daughter in a shameful way, she could no longer let go of this teenager who was more than two years younger than her. In the past three years, she has witnessed his growth step by step, his kung fu has become higher and higher, his resourcefulness has become deeper and deeper, and his heart seems to have become more and more spent. However, the smile remained the same, and the corners of the mouth were still upturned and broken.

He seems cynical, but he is extremely demanding of himself. Since he knew him, he has been meticulous in both exercise and reading, like an iron man. Even a person like himself, who bears the blood feud of his family and country, does not have his perseverance.

Ming'er couldn't help but think back to her days in Songjiazhuang. She witnessed with her own eyes how the originally thin teenager became stronger step by step. Exercise, read, read, exercise, and he repeats life like this. When I was with him, I thought that this kind of life was boring, but under those witty words, no matter how hard it was, it turned into laughter.

Ming'er turned around, gently hugged Song Zheng in her arms, and stroked his chest. However, maybe this guy is too tired to enjoy this kind of beautiful moment. Not only that, but he didn't even have a spring dream, and the main evidence is that this guy didn't have a lazi.

When Song Zheng woke up the next morning, Ming'er had already gotten up and changed into women's clothes, still dressed as a maidservant. He was dressed in emerald green clothes embroidered with tiny pink flowers. The lightly cinched waist outlines a moving curve. The bun on her head indicates her status as a maid. At this time, she brought a basin of water, put it on the square stool, and a white towel was folded upright and placed on the edge of the basin.

Seeing Song Zheng get up, Ming'er took out a set of white shirts from her baggage, took out her shirt and underwear, and handed them to Song Zheng. Song Zheng opened his mouth, and the harazi that had been held all night finally flowed out.

The two of them finished freshening up in silence. Song Xiaolang, who has always been eloquent, actually enjoyed it quite a lot, and rarely didn't say a word, as if he was afraid of destroying this warm atmosphere.

Happiness is always short-lived. As soon as he cleaned up here, there was a cry from outside, "Song Gongzi, Song Gongzi, are you up?" ”

"Get up, come in."

Bei Lock gently pushed the door open, stepped into the half-foot and looked inside. I saw that Song Zheng was holding a book, sitting on the table very leisurely and reading. And the bubbling Ming'er was cleaning up the mattress on the couch. Both of them are normal, and there is no trace of anything unusual.

Seeing Bei Suo's appearance, Song Zheng said angrily: "Get in, the thief has raised his eyebrows, where is Xiaobei?" Why didn't he come? ”

"Song Gongzi, our young master went out early this morning, just came back, and is now in the East Wing, asking for some breakfast. He told me to come over and see if Song Gongzi was up, so that we could go to breakfast together. Bei Suo replied cautiously while looking at Song Zheng's face.

"Humph! This stinky boy is smart enough to let you explore the wind first. Song Zheng glanced at Bei Suo, and continued: "Does he want you to see if I am 'Furong tent warm Spring Festival'?" Afraid that I will not reign sooner? ”

Although Bei Suo doesn't know what "Song of Long Hatred" is, Bai Juyi's poems are really white and easy to understand. So, Bei Suo laughed twice and didn't speak again. It's just that Ming'er blushed and secretly snorted, "What nonsense!" ”

Song Zheng and Ming'er came to the East Wing Building, and did not enter the private room, but found a table by the window in the hall. Xiaobei was waiting there, with a few side dishes on the table, and a plate of steamed buns, a plate of shortbread, and a plate of ring cakes. Xiaobei knew that Song Zheng was not good at being polite, so he simply put the meals of the four people together.

When Xiaobei saw Ming'er, she was obviously stunned for a moment, and her face turned a little red. Song Zheng scolded: "Stinky boy, what are you blushing? Haven't seen our pretty tea? ”

Xiaobei squeaked and couldn't speak.

The four of them sat down and began to eat. Ming'er is naturally very elegant, Xiaobei and Bei lock guard Song Zheng, and they dare not be presumptuous, so they are also a little restrained. Since there are a lot of people eating, since Song Gongzi is a scholar, he naturally has to be a little more literate, and he can pretend to be five or six.

The four of them chewed slowly and ate their breakfast unhurriedly. Song Zheng suddenly asked, "Xiaobei, I heard that you went out early this morning?" ”

"Yes, I came with me today, and I heard that there was a fight last night, and it is not far from the inn. I hurriedly followed others over to take a look, only outside the door of Gu Ji's cloth shop, I saw some bloodstains, and there were knife marks on the pillars, but I didn't see anything. Looks like I saw blood yesterday. Speaking of this, Belle became excited.

Song Zheng asked in detail, and near the place of yesterday's fight, no one heard the words "Song Xiaolang", so he was relieved.

While the four of them were talking and eating, a delicate girl walked in, followed by a big man. Who is that woman if she is not Yan Zise! As soon as she instructed her men to bring several breakfasts she had ordered into room No. 9, she saw Song Zheng and the others in front of the window. Seeing Ming'er, Yan Zise took a closer look, suddenly realized, and couldn't help but eat and laugh.

Yan Zise's eyes rolled for a moment, and he suddenly walked in front of Song Zheng and said with a smile: "Song Xiaolang, I went to look for you last night, and you haven't come back yet." Hey, you're a good-looking girl, and I didn't even recognize you after pretending to be a man. Do you sell this maid? What do you think of me when I give her thirty taels of silver, and let her follow me? ”

When Song Zheng heard this, his throat trembled, and he almost squirted out the rice in his mouth. Okay, you don't know the height of the sky, Yan Zise, you actually want to buy our princess of Daqi. It's a pity that Li Hongniang has an explanation, otherwise, just by virtue of you, I should have pushed you to the ground and spanked.

Ming'er was naturally extremely angry when she heard this, while Xiaobei and Bei Suo stared at Yan Zise in front of them, obviously shocked by the beauty again.

At this time, Song Zheng smiled and said, "Thirty taels of silver? It's a lot of money, but I don't sell this girl! I'm going to think about buying a girl. How about it, Miss Yan, are you interested in coming to our Song family, the treatment is quite good. One or two dollars a month, a box of rouge for two months, clothes for all seasons are always new, and you can take a day off every month. No beating or scolding, the food is basically the same as the host. How's that, isn't it? (There are many personal matters, and I am guilty...... ）