Song Ning was in a very good mood today, ordered a pot of wine, Lu Miaomiao drank several sips, smacked his lips and chased Ma Santong to clink glasses.

"You don't drink?" Song Ning asked Song Yuanshi.

Song Yuanshi poured himself wine and said with a smile: "Drink." ”

Song Ning frowned: "If you let you drink, you will drink, and if you don't let you drink, you won't drink?" ”

"Not only this, but also other things." Song Yuanshi said with a smile.

Song Ning was puzzled: "In addition to your own internal affairs, you will do other things that others have requirements for you?" ”

"It's just you and your father." Song Yuanshi said, "I signed the deed and must not be violated." ”

Song Ning asked, "As long as I ask for anything?" ”

Song Yuanshi looked at her: "What are you asking for?" ”

"So serious?" Song Ning patted him on the shoulder in surprise and said, "I don't have any requirements today, but I know about it, I have to think about it." ”

Song Yuanshi looked at her and didn't speak.

"Good job, I'll try not to ask too much."

She raised her eyebrows, spoke to him in a coaxing tone, her hand fell on his shoulder, gently and slowly, he pursed his lips and smiled, and touched the cup with her: "What you did today impressed me." ”

"Huh? Did you not impress until today, but not yesterday? ”

Song Yuanshi said: "Every day, even more so today." ”

"Mr. Yuan, you are very good at complimenting people." Song Ning raised his eyebrows and said.

Song Yuanshi shook his head helplessly, and suddenly said, "You don't ask me about writing a letter to your father?" ”

Song Yanxu asked him to send a letter every ten days.

He didn't intend to hide it, but he also thought that Song Ning would ask.

But she didn't ask, and the matter became a little ambiguous, as if he was doing something heinous.

Thinking of this, he was slightly stunned, he shouldn't have thought that he was heinous, why did he have it now?

He frowned, and his smile was no longer arbitrary.

"I don't care, it's your job." Song Ning really doesn't care, "Drink less, I'm afraid you won't be able to drink enough, let me carry you back later." ”

Song Yuanshi looked at her and smiled unadorningly: "I just don't like wine, but it seems that the amount of wine is good." ”

"Okay, drink it another day." Song Ning glanced at the missing moment and said abruptly, "I'll go back first, you guys are not in a hurry." ”

Ma Santong looked at her: "So anxious? ”

"Don't dare." Song Ning shook his head and sighed, waved his hand and said, "Although I'm not afraid, it's also grinding." ”

She went downstairs and left.

Song Yuanshi really put the wine cup and quietly watched Ma Santong and Lu Miaomiao drink.

Ma Santong also looked back at him, and asked curiously: "I see that you are a little familiar, but I just can't remember where I have seen you, dare to ask, where is your ancestral home?" ”

Everyone knows that the Song and Yuan dynasties had no parents and family.

As for why he didn't, how old he was, how he grew up and where he was from, I don't know anything.

"I don't know, I've been at home since I can remember, and I've been wandering every day." Song Yuanshi said lightly.

Ma Santong was thoughtful.

"You're so pathetic." Lu Miao looked at him with a blank eye, "Don't you know Brother Daddy, don't you know anything?" ”

Song Yuanshi bowed his head: "I don't know anything." ”

Lu Miaomiao sighed: "It's almost as pitiful as Lord Song." ”

"Huh?" Song Yuanshi asked, "How pitiful is her, tell me?" ”

Ma Santong didn't know very well, and listened to Lu Miaomiao talk about Song Ning's childhood.

The two of them looked at each other when they listened, and after a while, Song Yuanshi asked, "What you said, is it really her?" ”

"Yes, we grow [567 Chinese] together, I won't lie to you."

"Ma Daochang, this is what you calculated, two lives?" Song Yuanshi asked.

Ma Santong nodded: "That's right." ”

"What are two lives?"

Ma Santong took a sip of wine and said with his eyebrows: "Among them, the mystery is poor, but when she is appointed, she is indeed dead and reborn." The second life is precious. ”

"How expensive is it?" Song Yuanshi asked, "To be a cabinet elder?" ”

Ma Santong covered his mouth and laughed: "Earlier, I thought it might be the queen, but it is impossible for her to be a queen, and now she suddenly began to take the career path. ”

"The only thing I'm worried about now is whether Song Shi'an will come back."

"You really don't know anything?"

Song Yuanshi bowed: "I don't know." ”

Ma Sandao: "Then let's take a step at a time, she should have her own preparations and plans." ”

Song Yuanshi bowed slightly.

Song Ning doesn't look like a person who buries his head in collisions and doesn't look at the road ahead.

……

In the wind pavilion of the Qi Palace, the white yarn floats fairy, and Hua Dan's singing voice is even more graceful, and the aftermath is lingering.

There was a stove burning in the pavilion, and Zhao Yi was leaning on a blanket and listening to the play freely.

Song Ning didn't understand anything about what he was singing.

She stepped forward and saluted, blocked in front of Zhao Yi, and said, "Say hello to the prince." ”

"Sit down." Zhao Yi said, "I'm not free now, wait." ”

Song Ning wanted to explain, Zhao Yi glared at her in annoyance, she got out of the way a little, stood next to his soft couch, wanted to sit down, and found that this wind pavilion actually had no stone piers and tables.

Zhao Yi seemed to be listening to the play, but she was all in the afterglow.

Someone stood for half without tea, and began to rub his legs and yawn again......

Fragile. Zhao Yi changed his posture and moved his legs a little.

Song Ning was impatient, stepped forward, sat in the empty space of his lap, and ate the nuts on the coffee table.

"Who told you to sit, get up!" Zhao Yi slapped her with his calf.

Song Ning pushed him: "I'll just sit down, I'm very stingy." Besides, is it interesting to listen to this play every day? ”

Zhao Yi's legs were retracted, he changed his position, lay on his side, and said, "You have fresh, you sing?" ”

"It's that Weichen is too idle to worry about your business." As she spoke, she shouted outside, "Autumn Blossoms, get some more melons and nuts." ”

Qiu brushed and lifted the curtain: "Lord Song, how do you know that my name is Qiu Juan." ”

"The wind and rain are coming." Song Ning said, "Don't be verbose, nuts." ”

are all knowledgeable, they all know this poem, and Qiu muttered and took snacks to put them out.

"Lord Wang, go a little on one side of your legs." Song Ning pushed Zhao Yi's leg away.

Zhao Yi slapped her with his leg again: "It's you who have to make inches!" ”

"Who told you not to put a table or chair?" Song Ning moved back.

"Go, go!" Zhao Yi pushed her with his legs.

Song Ning glared at him.

"Presumptuous!" Zhao Yi said, inserting his legs as he spoke, and both legs were on Song Ning's legs, "Hmph! ”

Song Ning pointed at him: "Take away your stinky legs, die a heavy death." ”

This man has a convulsion today, right?

"Watching a play." Zhao Yi ignored her and didn't take her legs away.

Song Ning pushed twice, is this person's leg really heavy because it is too long.

Zhao Yi glanced at her and said leisurely, "This is your honor." ”

Song Ning angrily put a plate of work on his stomach and picked it up to eat.

"Lord Wang, this is your honor."

Zhao Yi grinds his teeth.

Song Ning ignored him and tried hard to listen to the play.

He also picked up the preserved fruit and chewed it, and looked at her with a long glow, she was now wearing a camel-red gown, her hair was a little loose, a few strands of broken hair were scattered in her ears, and her eyelashes were extremely long, and she hung down tiredly on her eyes, fanning tiredly, covering her eyes for a while, and then opening them again, revealing a clear light, closing them again and opening them again......

Zhao Yi propped his cheeks and looked at her.

Are all the people of the Song family so similar?

She opened her eyes slightly, and Zhao Yi turned her eyes away and continued to watch the play.

Song Ning stuffed a preserved fruit in his mouth, and continued to fan his eyelashes while chewing.

The brow furrowed. What does she eat? Zhao Yi raised her eyebrows slightly, and found that she had eaten a piece of sugar soaked tangerine peel, because it was too sour, so her brows were shaking.

"Fool." Zhao Yi glanced over, turned around again, and saw that she opened her eyes and stuffed something in her mouth again, this time her eyebrows trembled even more, but she didn't wake up, her head was little by little, like a drunken quail.

Really used his stomach as a coffee table.

Song Ning looked at Zhao Yi with his eyelids propped up: "Lord Wang, are you talking about it or not?" ”

"Wait for the king!" Zhao Yi didn't have a good airway.

When he is angry, he is "this king", and when he is in a good mood, he is "me".

Song Ning was too lazy to quarrel with him, he sat for a day today and didn't move, and kept talking, he was really tired, he pushed Zhao Yi forward: "Lord Wang, get up, let me sleep for a while." ”

"Presumptuous!" Zhao Yi said.

"Take the leg away." Song Ning pushed his legs.

"No!" Zhao Yi said.

Zhao Yi skimmed his face.

Song Ning was speechless and continued to close his eyes to recuperate.

On the other side, after tonight's play was sung, the gongs and drums were just about to stop, Zhao Yi raised his hand, and the gongs and drums rang again.

The lights outside the pavilion went out a few times.

Autumn has hung thick cotton curtains with Fu Yu.

The pavilion instantly warmed up.

Song Ning didn't sleep to death but her brain was really confused, she barely glanced at the surrounding environment, Zhao Yi was still listening to the play with great interest, she scolded: "Sick!" ”

I went back to sleep.

Sick people have no sleepiness and enjoy opera.

"Gimbal!" Suddenly, on the partition wall between the two mansions, Bai Sheng sat on it and shouted, "Don't listen to a play twice, brother, I'm sleepy." ”

"Go to bed early, Gimbal ."

Song Ning woke up, frowned and said, "Is it the prince of Baoding who shouted at you?" ”

"Lord Wang, why does this play sound familiar to me?"

Zhao Yi's face darkened, and he waved his hand to let the singer go down.

The pavilion finally fell silent.

Song Ning found out that when she was napping just now, the white yarn in the pavilion had been replaced by a thick cotton curtain, and she said suspiciously: "Lord Wang, the white yarn looks better." ”

"I'm cold."

Song Ning nodded: "Lord Wang, you are too thin, weak, and easy to be afraid of cold." ”

Zhao Yi wanted to kick her down.

"Say, today's work."

Song Ning nodded, took a sip of tea and said: "Xiaguan set up a stall in the government office today to handle the case, and the people here have formed a habit of going to the dart bureau organized by the private sector if there is a case." ”

"It's the first time Wechen has seen such a thing, it's really ridiculous."

Zhao Yi asked, "So, what are you going to do next?" ”

"Keep soliciting customers." Song Ning asked Zhao Yi, "What is the best way for the prince?" ”

Zhao Yi said neatly: "No! ”

I won't tell you if I do.

"When I'm done, I'll go back." Song Ning is leaving.

Zhao Yi stopped her and asked, "Does anyone think that this king's daughter-in-law is not something she can marry if she wants to?" ”

Song Ning said to Wu Lin today.

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Suddenly I realized that May was almost over!!!

Time flies.