Song Zhao looked at the round apple face of his close friend in the boudoir, full of nostalgia.

Wen Nuo smiled and pinched Song Zhao's small waist, "Zhaozhao, I haven't seen you for many days, you have lost a lot of weight, it must be because you haven't eaten well." ”

Song Zhao glanced at the round and jade appearance of the handkerchief, and poked her fleshy cheek with his hand, "It's not that I've lost weight, it's that you've gained a lot of weight, and if you continue like this, your mother will cry to death." ”

As soon as you poke it, it will sink into a piece, and it feels excellent in the hand.

It's no wonder that Lord Quanchen also likes to poke her in the face.

Wen Nuo was not annoyed, her eyes were shining, and she said, "My mother said, it is a blessing to be able to eat, and it is a great blessing to be fat, it seems that I am a great blessing." ”

Song Zhao couldn't help laughing.

Wen Nuo is the daughter of Master Ren, who taught poetry and poetry in Canglan College, the first academy in Beijing.

Yunlan Academy was built by the people of the Xuanmen, and the masters in it gathered the top scholars and Confucians, which were even better than the royal princes.

Not to mention the powerful families, even the royal family is proud to be able to study in Yunlan Academy.

In layman's terms, it is about the same as the existence of Tsinghua and Harvard in the modern world.

In his previous life, Song Zhao didn't like to study, and he had a big straw bag, even if he had the Song family as his background, he was not qualified to enter Yunlan Academy.

Wen Nuo was very righteous and went to an ordinary academy with her for fun.

The sisters talked for a while,

Wen Nuoshen said mysteriously, "When I just came over, I saw a fruit forest in the back garden, I'll pick some for you to taste." ”

Song Zhao looked at Wen Nuo, who was thinking about eating at any time, and walked away.

Song Jinfu was thoughtful, and suddenly said to Song Zhao, "Little sister, you go to the pavilion to accompany the second sister, and I will also pick some fruits." ”

Song Jinfu turned around and walked two steps, twisted back, and forcibly dragged Si Yu away.

I can't let my sister be alone with my man.

*

Song Qi remembered what his sister said, and while his family was not paying attention, he found Qi Jun who was waiting outside the pavilion.

"Qi soldiers." It was the first time that Song Qi took the initiative to talk to a foreign man, and as soon as he opened his mouth, his little face under the hat was red and dripping blood.

Qi Jun was even more nervous and embarrassed, his body was extremely tight, he didn't dare to look at Song Ji, he only looked up, "Miss Song, what do you command?" ”

The nervousness is too much, the voice is unnaturally low, and it sounds a little fierce.

Song Qi clenched his hands tightly, and his palms were already wet.

I wanted to run away, but now that she had opened her mouth, she couldn't back down.

Taking a deep breath, she asked softly, "I choose a husband today, what do you have to say to me?" ”

Qi Jun was a little confused.

He thought that Song Qi had something to ask him for help, but he didn't expect to ask such a private question.

is worthy of the girl he has a crush on, and her voice is too good.

He couldn't help but bow his head, and when he saw Song Qi's white neck exposed outside, he was hot.

"Miss Song will definitely find a good husband." Qi Jun stared at the more and more delicate silhouette of Song Qi under the hat, his heart beat violently, and he said these words in a daze.

Song Qi's heart was cold.

When Qi soldiers said this, they must not have Mu Ai's meaning.

In an instant, all shyness became a joke.

She pursed her lips, didn't say anything, and walked away angrily.

Qi Jun sensed that his sweetheart was angry with him.

Although he didn't know why his sweetheart was angry.

But he couldn't help but feel lost and bitter.

Sure enough, he is a martial artist, but he is so unpleasant, where can he compare to this talented handsome man in the garden.

The sweetheart didn't even want to talk to him.

*

Song Zhao walked in the direction of the pavilion, and Leng Buding met Duan Yingying and Duan Yunsui, brother and sister.

The children of the family can enter and leave the orchid exhibition at will, and Song Zhao didn't think much about it for a while.