Finally survived the embarrassment in the carriage, Lord Song led Jiang Li into the Song Mansion, but he hesitated again, he had never entertained the female relatives alone, how is it good now, where should I receive it first?

Jiang Li was helped by him to walk in the Song Mansion for a while, and Lord Song finally helped her closer to the study.

The huge Song Mansion is full of small servants, and there is not even a maidservant, this Lord Song really lives like a monk.

"You sit here for a while, and I'll send you there when the room is packed." Master Song poured two cups of tea as he spoke, picked up the tea bowl and took a big sip.

Jiang Li looked at him fixedly and shook his head: "I don't want it!" It's terrible to be alone, and your house is so big. ”

In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows were in the same room, and they were looked at like this, and Lord Song was a little embarrassed. Jiang Li's words are not unreasonable, the Song Mansion is indeed not small, and there are few people who serve him on weekdays, and the guest rooms are indeed a little far away from the main house.

Song Ze pushed his hands on his knees up and down, wiped the fine sweat on his palms, and thought for a moment: "In this way, Song also has business to deal with tonight, if Miss Jiang doesn't mind, can she be wronged in this study?" Glancing out the window: "There are less than two hours, Song needs to go to the early dynasty, and then arrange for Miss Jiang to return to Daye Temple." ”

"Okay." Jiang Li nodded gratefully: "Thank you Lord Song for your kindness." ”

Seeing that she was thinly dressed, Song Ze said: "I'll ask someone to prepare a new futon for you, you wait." ”

"Don't bother." Jiang Li got up and limped to the low floor where Song Ze usually rested in his study, and unfolded the futon: "I'll use this, I'm just disturbing Lord Song, and I really don't want to trouble you anymore." ”

Ni Xiaoye: Alas, Lord Song's taste is still fragrant.

Song Ze saw that she had already draped the bedding on her body, and she couldn't say anything, so she nodded and walked to the side of the book and sat cross-legged: "So, I have wronged Miss Jiang." I'll take care of my business first, and if there's anything going on, you can call me at any time. ”

As soon as he read a page, he turned around again: "Miss Jiang's foot injury is a big problem. ”

Jiang Li stretched out her white and tender little feet from the quilt to show him: "It hurts a little." ”

Song Ze glanced at it, hurriedly turned his face away, got up and said, "I'll go get you a bottle of medicine to wipe it." ”

"Thank you."

Song Ze stood by the door, waited for the medicine that the little servant took, and came back and handed it to Jiang Li: "This medicine has a good effect on reducing swelling and removing stasis." My father was in the army that year. ”

Jiang Li took it, with a slight surprise on his face: "Is Lord Song also the queen of the gate?" ”

Song Ze nodded: "My father was the governor of the southeast back then, and after he got married, he received the idle post of governor of the southeast. ”

It turned out to be the son of a feudal official.

"Why didn't you lead the army after getting married?" Jiang Li looked at him innocently and cutely.

Lord Song pursed his lips and smiled:

"My mother is the princess of the Ryukyu Kingdom, so it is naturally inappropriate to be in charge of the army again."

Hehe, your father is capable enough, as a frontier general, he abducted the princess of the neighboring country.

As he spoke, Song Ze relaxed a little, and inadvertently lowered his head to see Jiang Li's little feet stepping on the wool mat.

Fair and tender, the toenails are as shiny as seashells, playfully spreading little by little on the snow-white wool.

Jiang Li took the medicine bottle, bent down, gently lifted the hem of her skirt to expose her ankles, sprinkled the medicine and kneaded it gently.

A plump is in front of you, and the slender neck is under the nose.

Song Ze rolled in his throat, and then quickly turned his gaze away: "Miss Jiang's words in praise of Ling Zun today are quatrains, and they will definitely be praised all over the city in the near future." I don't know if Ling Zun has other poems that can make Song Ze learn a thing or two? ”

Ni Xiaoye raised his head:

Lonely men and widows, beautiful scenery, I am so beautiful on the side, are you sure you want to talk to me about poetry until dawn?!