On the fourth day of the second month of the first year of Pingyuan, it was already spring, and the women on the street had changed into beautiful spring clothes, and their faces were full of vitality.

It was quiet these two days, and someone found that Song Ning was not there.

There were many people squatting in front of Ma Santong's fortune-telling booth.

His fortune-telling is a shallow calculation, only talking about good luck, marriage, divination, word measurement, face reading and palmistry can be, customers can choose by themselves, deep fortune-telling, you can measure misfortune, luck, and what you say in the past and present life can also be more transparent.

It is said that the time is not good.

The spirit is not in the customer, nor is it a horse three links.

In Ma Santong's own words, it is by chance.

You have a fate with him today, this fate and opportunity are compatible, and this hexagram will be spiritual today, and if it doesn't fit, it won't work.

Don't worry too much, if you don't work with him today, you can come again tomorrow, but if you don't work tomorrow, you can come the day after tomorrow.

One day, you will be able to live once when you encounter it.

People who don't know listen to this kind of fortune telling and feel unreliable, they must laugh and ridicule him, but if the person who smacks him can go to his stall to listen to him, explain a hexagram, you will believe it, what he says is the truth, every word is fate.

There is no doubt at all, and he is willing to take the money.

Today, Ma Santong's business is very good, and he calculates nine trigrams a day, and it will be gone before noon.

Again, it can only be superficial.

"Ma Santong, have you gone on a business trip, and when will you come back?"

"Are you going to handle the old adult case?"

"My lord has been gone for two days, I used to see a group of you and a dog up and down the yamen every day, and it was really lively to fight all the way, but I couldn't see you together these days, and I always felt that something was missing."

Everyone nodded along with the nod.

People's habits are very interesting, Song Ning has only been here for more than 20 days, and everyone is already used to it, there is a Song Tui official in Jinan Mansion.

Every day he walks with a dog with several brothers in Jinan Mansion.

"The old man pinched his fingers, and the adults will be able to come back today." Horse three channels.

"Can you do it today? Then whether you can ascend to the church tomorrow, it's so interesting to see the adults ascend. ”

Everyone giggles and talks.

Suddenly, someone pointed to a carriage that flashed by on the side of the road and said, "Is that an adult?" ”

Everyone looked at the carriage.

The carriage lifted the curtain, revealing a delicate side face, exactly the same as that of Lord Song.

"yes, yes, it's really an adult."

Ma Santong beat them: "Adults don't like to ride in the carriage, you are wrong." ”

said, paid his fortune teller: "Everyone, see you tomorrow, Ming'er wants to calculate early." ”

"Poor road stalls."

As he spoke, he ran away with a big flag on his back.

……

Zhao Yi has been lying in a chair since the morning, closing his eyes and recuperating, and he has not eaten breakfast or spoke.

After noon, he opened his eyes and looked at Fu Yu who was guarding outside the pavilion: "No movement? ”

Fu Yu shook his head.

Zhao Yi's gaze turned to the pillar of the pavilion, where there was a painting hanging on it, probably a picture of a horse, which was said to be good-looking, but it was really not good-looking, and it was still like that.

But the painting is well framed, and this horse picture is not worthy of elegance.

This is the horse picture that Song Ning asked her to draw when she first met him, and he framed it at that time and brought it here all the time.

Today is the third day, if Song Shi'an doesn't bring Song Ning to see him, he will personally pick off Song Shi'an's clothes to make the final confirmation.

If the brother and sister were alone, he cut it.

If the brother and sister were not alone, he also cut it.

deceived him, this breath is not out, he died at the age of eighty, and he was also staring.

The pavilion was quiet, and everything in the palace seemed to be solemn today.

Even those who don't know what's going to happen can feel that the atmosphere today is very unusual.

It was as if the heat before the summer rainstorm was pressing on the top of my head, and I couldn't breathe.

Everyone pretended to be busy and tried to stay away from the pavilion as much as possible.

Even Father-in-law Chang was sitting on the verandah, stretching his neck to look, not daring to approach.

I don't know how long it took, Qiu stumbled back: "Master, master, Miss Song is back." ”

The closed eyes suddenly opened, and he threw himself at Qiu Qian clearly, and Zhao Yi asked out loud, "Confirm it's Song Ning?" ”

"Yes." Qiu said, "The subordinates will not be mistaken. ”

Recently, he has been thinking about Miss Song day and night, don't say that he admits his mistakes, even if he looks at his back, he has the confidence to recognize it.

Zhao Yi pursed his lips and pointed to the hanging painting: "Accept it." ”

Fu Yu packed up.

Zhao Yi got up and went back to the main courtyard, washed and changed his clothes, looked in the mirror after tidying up, and felt that it was not bad, so he lay back in the wind pavilion and let the troupe come up......

The drama is very good, and Prince Qi is quite involved in listening to it.

After singing about half a play, a woman walked over on the path leading to the flower gate.

Looking at the afterglow, the woman was tall, wearing a camel red gown, a navy blue skirt, and a gold hairpin pendant ruby tassel pinned to her round bun.

Not so curly, but feminine.

The eyed people in the courtyard were suffocated.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you in autumn." The woman greeted Qiu one after another, "I haven't seen you for a few months, and you're more handsome." ”

Qiu's eyes looked at the woman who came over.

"Song, Song girl?"

Miss Song's face is the same birthmark, her smile is the same, and even her tone is the same.

Autumn wanted to cry, and there was a feeling of being in a different world.

"Master, Miss Song is here." Autumn rushed back to the pavilion.

"Song Ning?" Zhao Yi snorted, and then turned to look at Song Ning.

Song Ning waved at him: "Hello prince!" ”

Zhao Yi's heart suddenly beat strangely, not the fierceness of waking up from a nightmare, not the lifelessness when he was depressed and loveless, but hitting his chest one by one.

I'm afraid that the copper wall can be broken open.

What he is thinking about is still Song Ning or a woman.

It's not Song Shi'an.

He likes to get along with Song Shi'an, just because Song Shi'an is similar to her everywhere......

Both appearance and gender blurred in his eyes.

But at this moment, he is also sure that he is not a broken sleeve, he likes women.

His heart was still beating, but Zhao Yi breathed a sigh of relief, his straight body relaxed, and he threw himself at Song Ning calmly, saying, "When you died, now you were pulled out by your brother digging up the grave?" ”

"Lord Wang, what you said is weird and boring." Song Ning smiled and commanded Qiu, "Everyone, help me carry a comfortable chair." ”

Autumn has gone.

Song Ning entered the pavilion and saluted Zhao Yi: "Lord Wang, I haven't seen you for a few months, I heard that you miss me very much?" ”

"Can you know why this king wants you?" Zhao Yi looked at her, exactly the same as before, no change.

Song Ning wanted to sit down on the chairs that Qiu had put together.

"I don't know. The prince wants to see me, why, there is a good thing, divide the money? Song Ning asked.

The play on the stage was still there, babbling and singing ethereal, Zhao Yi and Song Ning sat opposite each other, he looked at her, and the babbling voice suddenly disappeared, and everything was silent.

Song Ning waved in front of him: "Lord Wang, return to the soul!" ”

Zhao Yi rubbed his forehead, raised his eyebrows and said, "What about your brother, didn't accompany you?" ”

"He went to handle the case, there was a case on Xintai's side, and he didn't go with me." Song Ning asked, "Lord Wang, don't bully my brother if you have nothing to do, what a good person he is." ”

Zhao Yi suddenly sat up and stared at her: "Give me your hand." ”

"How?"

Zhao Yi grabbed her hand and spread out her palm.

There are no blisters.

Today, on the fourth day, there should be traces of the blisters even if they disappear.

"Your hands are so black?" Zhao Yi looked at Song Ning's hand, "Where are you now, raising chickens and ducks to be a fast hand?" ”

Song Ning replied: "No, I found a peerless husband and raised children." ”

"Huh?" Zhao Yi looked at her in disarray and horror.

Outside the pavilion, a few heads together, brushed and threw over.

"What's wrong?" Song Ning said, "I got married, my husband came with no pair of feet on the colorful auspicious clouds, and I fell in love with him vigorously, so I got married." ”

"Questions?"

Zhao Yi's face fell.

"Are you so interesting?" Zhao Yi said, "One lie after another, trick me? ”

Song Ning shook his head: "No." I'm pregnant. ”

Song Ning stood up and patted his stomach: "Look, what does a three-month-old pregnant woman look like." ”

"Do you think I believe it?"

Song Ning said: "Lord Wang, your disbelief and belief have little impact on me." ”

Zhao Yi was slightly stunned.

Doesn't Thaken believe it have no effect on her life?

"Whether I want to marry or not, whether I am unmarried or remarried and have children, I don't need to explain and be responsible for others, Lord Wang." Song Ning dragged a chair over and sat down opposite Zhao Yi, "Think about it, Wang Ye Ming'er is married, and I will also question you, ah, I don't believe it, I don't believe it, you can't get married." ”

"Why?" Song Ning asked rhetorically.

Zhao Yi frowned, looked at her and said word by word: "Does it affect the king's decision." ”

"If this king wants you to explain, you have to explain, otherwise this king will punish you for the nine clans."

Song Ning shrugged: "Then the prince, you are whatever." I haven't heard that I have to give birth to a child and ask the prince to approve it, this is a fact, if you want to punish the nine clans, then punish the nine clans. ”

"Ah, yes! punished Song Yanxu first. ”

Song Ning said and waved his hand: "Lord Wang, I'm leaving, I'll come to play when I'm free." ”

As she spoke, Song Ning held her waist and walked a few steps in a figure-eight step, remembering that when she came in, she didn't swing and straightened her toes again, walking without hurrying or slow.

It turns out that it's not easy to pretend to be pregnant.

It's not easy to pretend, isn't it really more tiring?

Later, Zhao Yi did not chase after him or ask again, but was very quiet.

She especially wanted to go back and see how Zhao Yi reacted.

But she couldn't, she had to hold back.

Be ruthless!

You have to cut through the mess quickly.

Lord Wang, although I am young, beautiful, gentle, delicate, smart and hearty, my ambition is not to fall in love, my ambition is to be the first assistant of the court.

Lord, I carry the explosives of the crime of deception, and your identity and past debts are a fire pit.

I jumped in and it just exploded.

She held her breath and walked to the Hanging Flower Gate, she couldn't help but smile at the corners of her mouth, Shen Wenyu greeted her and asked in a low voice, "Does the prince believe it?" ”

"I still have some confidence in my own acting skills."

Shen Wenyu didn't believe it.