After Bai Yourong said goodbye to Gu Jue, he returned to the guest room, You Rong was silent for a long time, thinking that I was willing to be controlled like this, mother, what should Rong'er do, can you teach Rong'er?

I couldn't help but shed two lines of tears, sliding into my mouth, unusually bitter. After thinking about it, she Bai Yourong decided, and decided that for the rest of her life, she would not want to be a slave of Baifu again.

In the early morning of the second day, a man you did not know came to pick up You Rong with a letter from the master, and You Rong also learned from the letter that if there was a person with the master's handwritten letter, he could trust that person, and just follow that person's arrangement. is obedient again, even if You Rong is reluctant to do everything possible, but now there is no way for her to settle down.

Bai Yourong was led by that person to a bustling street, a small mansion that was not luxuriously decorated, saying that this house was under Yourong's head and handed over the title deed to Bai Yourong, although Bai Yourong was ignorant for a while, but he still took the title deed, thinking that it would be useful in the future!

Originally, there were a few maids in this courtyard, and a few servants, as well as five guards, and You Rong said that he needed two maids, so he went to the market and bought two maids who looked at spiritual power.

"Qingyan, take those two new maids to change their clothes."

"Yes, miss." Qingyan led the two newly arrived maids down.

Bai Yourong took out the letter sent from Baifu a few days ago, and read it again before burning it.

Bai Yourong learned about the recent arrangements from the letter, and to put it simply, if he wants his father to heal himself, the premise is to obey his arrangement, You Rong doesn't know whether to risk his life or live for the time being.

After thinking about it for half a day, Bai Yourong decided that he wanted to commit himself to life, and only by living could there be hope.

The original arrangement was that every morning, I would come to the north of the street where I lived, and there was a small pavilion for people to rest, and my task was to play the piano in the pavilion.

So as to achieve the goal of meeting the son of the king of Jiangnan, what kind of person is my father and when I am Yourong? The chance encounter must have been premeditated earlier! It's all good to inquire about! I, Sakura, won't let you get your way.

After resting in the mansion for a few days, she went to the pavilion and pretended to play the piano to attract the prince, Bai Yourong felt that it was real and ridiculous, and she had no other way.

The pavilion is clean, there is a wine shop next to it, and there is a storyteller, Bai Yingluo thinks it would be good if he heard the storyteller say a few paragraphs in the wine shop.

Today, Bai Yourong took the piano and came to the pavilion, the pavilion was very large, and there were some literati and, where they made ink and greeted each other.

Bai Yourong felt bored, so he fiddled with the strings on the small table beside him, as if unintentionally, he made a whimpering sound, but he also cried sadly.

"Is there something troublesome about the girl?" A merry boy came fluttering, folding the fan, chic and free.

It's just that Bai Yourong didn't have the heart to talk to him now, and only replied, "Hmm." ”

Bai Yourong had no intention of playing the piano, picked up the piano and got up to leave, and heard the man again, "There are no flowers and no fruits, and there is no wind and rain and no sunshine." You Rong's footsteps paused, and then continued to walk.

What is no flower and no fruit, what is no rain and no sunshine, a burst of laughter.

Bai Yourong returned to the mansion and saw that Qingyan was looking for him, so anxious that Qingyan was in a cold sweat.

Bai Yourong hurriedly comforted, "It's okay, where can I go, it's just to go out to breathe, and it's boring to stay in this courtyard." You don't have to worry too much about me. ”

Qingyan cried and complained, "Miss, you didn't say a word to Qingyan, and went out, if it's still like last time, then what do you want Qingyan to do?" ”

Bai Yourong hurriedly coaxed Qingyan and comforted her not to think too much. I also feel guilty. At least Huan Qingyan feels sorry for herself and thinks about herself, which is enough.