Chapter 147

Chinese Valentine's Day (Part II)

After leaving the Murong Emperor's Mausoleum, it should be said that it was a mass grave, Song Li followed Chu Rong to the small wooden house where his grandfather and grandmother had lived.

Everything in the wooden house was covered in dust, and only a calligraphy and painting on the wall could be faintly seen.

Chu Rong looked at a portrait on the wall and was fascinated.

Song Li didn't bother Chu Rong either, and stayed by his side tightly.

She looked at the woman in the portrait, feeling a little bitter in her heart, she didn't know how many unknown things Chu Rong had experienced.

What would happen to her if these things happened to her?

The country was destroyed, his relatives left one by one, he lost his original surname and took the name of the enemy, lived under the nose of the enemy for several years, and was controlled by the enemy's Gu.

If it's a person with poor psychological tolerance, it's estimated that he will be tortured and crazy to death.

Chu Rong didn't let Song Li wait, and quickly came back to his senses: "Let's go." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Song Li's reaction, he raised his hand and took Song Li's hand and walked out of the wooden house.

Under the moonlight, the wooden house was covered with a layer of silver veil, and suddenly, Song Li seemed to see the trajectory of the two old men living in the house.

"Chu Rong, from now on, you are no longer alone, you still have me."

Song Li turned his head, stood on tiptoe and dropped a kiss on Chu Rong's lips, and whispered, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people around him.

"Okay."

Chu Rong responded, raised his hand and took Song Li into his arms, and then leaned over and kissed him.

Two moist red tongues are constantly entwined, the two hug each other tightly, kissing obliviously, the moon is the audience, the wind is composing, silently conveying each other's feelings from the depths of their hearts.

After a kiss, Chu Rong pulled Song Li to the top of Qingyun Mountain, overlooking the entire capital.

The capital was lit up everywhere, and from a distance it looked like red dye overturned on a black curtain.

"Let's go, after disappearing for so long, I guess they are all looking for us."

Chu Rong stretched out his hand to Song Li.

Song Li raised his hand and put it on Chu Rong's hand, tilted his head and smiled.

Back in the city, the ritual is over.

Emperor Tianxuan disappeared without a trace and didn't know where he went, and the queen and Chu Tianfeng Qi Wanxi sat at the table and didn't know what they were talking about.

It looks like the plan has been implemented.

Song Li and Chu Rong wandered around the street until the crowd on the street gradually dispersed, and then they slowly got into the carriage and returned to the house.

"Just send it here, you go back and rest early."

Chu Rong's carriage stopped in front of the Guogong Mansion, Song Li jumped out of the carriage and waved his hand at Chu Rong, and said with a smile.

"Okay, you can rest early, too."

Chu Rong nodded, and kept the posture of lifting the curtain, until Song Li entered the Guogong Mansion, he slowly lowered the curtain, and said to the merchant who was driving the car: "Go to the General's Mansion." ”

"Yes!"

Shang Zhi answered, raised the horsewhip and slapped it on the horse's buttocks, and the carriage drove smoothly in the direction of Xu Fu.

Song Li walked to the way back to the courtyard and met Song Yunzhen, who was returning home late at night.

"Big sister."

Song Yunzhen was holding a jade pendant in her hand, and this sweet smile rippled on her face, even Song Li didn't know it when she walked to her side.

Song Li glanced at Song Yunzhen a few times, coughed lightly to remind her, Song Yunzhen panicked, hurriedly hid the jade pendant, and looked at Song Li and shouted embarrassedly.

"Who sent it?"

Song Li glanced at Song Yun's hidden hand, and asked curiously.

Song Yunzhen held the jade pendant's hand tightly, a blush appeared on her face, and she slowly lowered her head: "General Lin......"

She squirmed, burying her head again as if she wanted to sink into her crotch.

Song Li suddenly realized, looking at Song Yunzhen's appearance, he still listened to her words.

But that's fine, so she doesn't have to worry about it.

"How was it going to hang out today?"

"Not bad."

Song Yunzhen nodded cautiously and said vaguely.

"Tomorrow, I will tell the Pan family, and after that, your share will be as before, and you have reached the age when you should start a family, so you should dress up well."

Song Li nodded and walked forward slowly.

Song Yunzhen looked up at Song Li in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe what she had heard.

"Why?"

She swallowed her saliva and looked at Song Li's back and asked curiously.

"I'm happy."

Song Li shrugged his shoulders and said without looking back, leaving only a back for Song Yunzhen.

Song Yunzhen looked at Song Li's back and bit her lip gently.

It wasn't until now that she understood that Song Li was actually cold and hot-hearted, looking cold and unapproachable on the surface, but in fact her heart was hotter than anyone else, as long as it was her relatives, she would leave no room for her to be good, of course, don't die and find trouble.

Thinking about it, she touched the osmanthus oil she had just bought for Song Li in her arms, pressed her teeth, raised her legs, and trotted up.

"The osmanthus oil I bought just now, wipe your hands, I don't see that you don't take care of your hands, dance the knife and sword every day, and be careful of the calluses on your hands" She stopped in front of Song Li, and with a twisted expression, she took out a palm-sized box from her arms and handed it to her.

Song Li didn't expect that Song Yunzhen would actually send her something, but he didn't react for a while.

"Take it and wipe it three times a day!"

Seeing that Song Li didn't move, Song Yunzhen stomped her feet, took Song Li's hand and stuffed it in, and trotted away without waiting for Song Li to speak.

Watching Song Yunzhen run away, Song Li lowered his head and raised the box in his hand to his eyes, then put his nose down and sniffed, smelling the fragrance of osmanthus that seemed to be absent, and smiled.

She didn't worry about Song Yunzhen in vain.

Back in the courtyard, Yingyue and a few girls were cleaning up the mess after begging, and when they saw her come back, Yingyue smiled and went straight to Song Li.

"Miss, you're back, how are you having fun with Shizi tonight, are you happy?"

Looking at Yingyue's gossipy appearance, Song Li couldn't help but raise his hand to reward her with a jujube chestnut.

"Why did you start learning from the eighth woman at such a young age?"

Seeing Yingyue raise her hand to cover her head, Song Li raised her chin proudly.

Yingyue pursed her lips and whispered behind Song Li: "Miss, let me tell you, I just saw the third miss and General Lin putting lanterns in the moat, and the third miss smiled happily!" ”

"Well, it's good to be happy." Song Li nodded, and then thought of Yingyue's mysterious appearance of hiding from the embroidered purse before, suddenly stopped, and approached Yingyue with a curious face to ask: "What about you?" Happy? Has your little Langjun collected your purse? ”

"Miss you! You're peeking at me! ”

Yingyue suddenly became a little indignant, she looked at Song Li angrily, her mouth cocked high.

Seeing that Yingyue was angry, Song Li no longer teased her, and returned to the house with a smile.

Yingyue stomped her foot and raised her leg to chase after her.

Her purse was given to Shang Zhi, but she didn't see Shang Zhi all day long, so the purse was not given away.

Song Li returned to the house and was just about to go to bed after washing, when an uninvited guest came to Pear Flower Pavilion.

"Why are you here?"

Song Li was wearing a shirt and looked at Gu Shaoqing, who came uninvited late at night, slightly surprised.

"I'll come to see you, and I'll send you something by the way."

Gu Shaoqing looked at Song Li, his eyes were a little deep, and as he spoke, he took out a slap and exquisite purse from his arms and stuffed it into Song Li's hand.

"I gave it to you, you have to keep it and don't lose it!"

Looking at Song Li's slightly condensed eyes, Gu Shaoqing pursed his lips and said seriously.

"Why did you send me this?"

Song Li raised the purse in his hand, his eyes were a little dark.

The purse of the ancient purse has a deep meaning, and only a woman would give a purse to a man who is in love.

Gu Shaoqing, which play is this?

"Don't worry about it so much, you just put it away anyway!"

Gu Shaoqing raised his chin at him.

"Oh."

Song Li replied and slowly tightened his purse.

"Little Ion, I'm leaving again."

Seeing Song Li's purse, Gu Shaoqing's expression was relieved, and then he sighed, turned around and walked to the table and sat down and said helplessly.

Seeing that Gu Shaoqing had no intention of leaving, Song Li had no choice but to take a coat from the hanger and put it on, walked to Gu Shaoqing and sat down, poured him a cup of tea and asked curiously, "Didn't you just come back?" Why are you leaving again?"

"It's not the King of Pingyang, Chu Zeting, this kid is really a ruthless character, his own father can be betrayed, is this what you used to call a cheating father?"

Gu Shaoqing took a sip of the teacup and smiled.

"What's wrong with him?"

Seeing Gu Shaoqing mention Chu Zeting, Song Li immediately became interested.

"That kid ......" Gu Shaoqing stopped abruptly halfway through speaking, he glanced at Song Li and slowly shook his head, and hissed, "Forget it, I still don't bother you about these trivial matters, I went this time on the dictation of the emperor, Jinyang, it's going to change." ”

Song Li poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and nodded slowly.

"I still miss when I was a child, there wasn't so much back then, I can see you every day, and now I see less and more people you like, I'm still alone, it's really miserable!"

Gu Shaoqing suddenly sighed, and looked at Song Li with unwavering eyes.

"Don't make a fuss." Song Li said in disgust, and rolled his eyes fiercely, "Those sixteen beautiful concubines in your house are waiting for you every day with their necks stretched." ”

Looking at Song Li's disgusted appearance, Gu Shaoqing suddenly smiled, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes, "But it's not you." ”

Song Li's hand holding the teacup tightened, she glanced at Gu Shaoqing in a complicated way, and slowly lowered her eyelids, blocking the complexity in her eyes, "Don't be kidding." ”

"Okay, I won't tease you."

Looking at Song Li's appearance, Gu Shaoqing's eyes flashed and he was lonely, he raised his hand and rubbed Song Li's head, and sighed faintly, "I'm leaving, you take care of yourself, don't miss me too much." ”

After saying that, he withdrew his hand, got up and walked towards the door without looking back.

Halfway through, he suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Song Li, who opened his mouth as if he had something to say.

"What's wrong? If you have something to say, can you? ”

"Forget it."

Gu Shaoqing shook his head, smiled faintly, lowered his head to cover the loneliness in his eyes, and turned around to leave again.

Song Li didn't get up to send her off, she looked at Gu Shaoqing's back hidden in the night, and her mind turned slightly.

Gu Shaoqing came to her tonight definitely not to give her a purse to greet her, but he didn't say why.