Chapter 135: Let's Work Together

The two curious eyes collided, and the two immediately laughed.

"Miss Song is really an interesting person, and it's very boring if you don't look at some delicate people."

Yang Yunxi raised her hand to cover her mouth, her eyes were as clean as a clear spring, and the two dimples on the side of her mouth made her whole person look very sweet.

"You're an interesting person, too."

Song Li smiled and shook his head, how could Yang Yunxi at this time be as cold and unapproachable as he saw at the beginning.

A few people laughed, and the sun on the horizon soon set in the west.

They reluctantly said goodbye to Song Li, and then left together.

Looking at the empty room in an instant, Song Li thought of Chu Rong, and his heart was disappointed again.

"It's time for Miss to take your medicine."

Yingyue walked in with the medicine.

Song Li took two sips, suddenly thought of Shen Yinchai's matter and hurriedly asked, "What day is it now?" How many days are left until Tanabata? ”

Yingyue looked up and thought for a while, at the same time, Song Li quickly poured the medicine in his hand into the flower pot at the head of the bed, and when Yingyue lowered her head, Song Li was already wiping her mouth.

She didn't think much about it and said quickly: "June twenty-eight, there are still seven days of Qixi Festival, what's wrong?" ”

Song Li shook his head and returned the empty bowl to Yingyue, "Call Shen Yinchai over, I have something to tell her." ”

Yingyue nodded, and quickly left with the empty bowl.

There are still seven days of Qixi Festival, and it was originally prepared for Qixi to arrange Shen Yinchai into the palace, and I don't know how Qi Wanxi's preparations were.

"You think you're waking up, it's going to be Tanabata soon, what will happen next if you don't wake up."

Shen Yinchai came to Song Li's house under the leadership of Yingyue, and she sat down on the chair that Chu Ronghua and the others had moved before, and said jokingly.

Song Li smiled, looked at Shen Yinchai's tall figure for a moment, and said slowly: "What are you afraid of, even if I don't wake up, won't there still be the emperor and the crown princess?" How's it all arranged? ”

Shen Yinchai nodded confidently, "It's almost arranged, just wait for Qixi Festival." ”

"Then I wish you success and all the best!"

Looking at Shen Yinchai's sworn appearance, Song Li was also relieved.

Shen Yinchai carefully explained the arrangements of Qixi to Song Li.

Song Li listened carefully, after she left the capital, the queen and Qi Wanxi were all responsible for Shen Yinchai's entry into the palace, and she was quite relieved that the two of them were doing things.

Seeing that they were all arranged and didn't need anything more from her, she nodded slowly.

The two talked together, and Shen Yinchai left.

Song Li's body was still very weak and couldn't get out of bed, and when he was bored, he remembered the ancient tradition of giving lover's sachets on Qixi Festival, and couldn't help but think of Chu Rong.

She thought about it for a while, and quickly asked Yingyue to find a needle and thread to prepare to embroider one for Chu Rong.

Yingyue took a bunch of embroidery patterns to show Song Li.

Song Li picked and chosen, and finally chose a pattern of peace and happiness.

It is not obvious, and it is much easier to embroider than those cross-necked mandarin ducks and hibiscus.

As soon as she said it, she quickly took the needle and thread and embroidered.

Song, even if she has taken a few days of female red class, she is still a little unable to start when she really wants to embroider.

Yingyue looked at Song Li's anxious appearance of scratching her ears and cheeks, and said with a joking smile: "I don't know which family's son is so lucky to receive the purse you embroidered, Miss?" ”

Song Li was poked in his heart, and he grabbed the pillow and smashed it at Yingyue in anger, "You little girl actually dare to make fun of me." ”

Yingyue didn't dodge, but caught the pillow and giggled.

The room echoed with the laughter of the bronze bell of the moon, and Song Li felt extremely embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

After laughing, Yingyue quickly guided Song Li to embroider.

It may be that Song Li really has no talent in this area, and she embroidered for an afternoon before she embroidered a flower that is not like a four.

When it was time to eat, she put away the embroidery tools, used the meal, and once again embarked on the long journey of embroidering sachets.

She held the handkerchief in her hand that had just embroidered a flower, and she was a little skeptical that the sachet could be embroidered before the Chinese Valentine's Day.

"Chu Shizi!"

Chu Rong came to the front of Song Li's courtyard, and Qingtang saw Chu Rong coming slowly, and hurriedly saluted and said hello.

Chu Rong nodded and walked straight towards the house.

Song Li's ears moved, and he quickly leaned out of the bed and looked towards the door, only to see Chu Rong slowly walking in.

She hurriedly hid her handkerchief behind her back, looked at Chu Rong unexpectedly, and said, "Why are you here?" ”

Chu Rong saw her hiding things, his eyes fell on the basket with needles and threads on the bed, and he suddenly laughed, "I just left the palace, so I came to see you." ”

Song Li nodded, threw the handkerchief in his hand on the bed, and then lay down and pressed it.

"What are you doing?"

Chu Rong walked to the window and looked at her curiously.

"My young lady is embroidering a purse!"

Yingyue glanced at Song Li and spoke first.

Song Li suddenly shyly pulled the quilt to block his face.

"Show me."

The smile on Chu Rong's face became more and more obvious, his eyes were like light, and he raised his hand to reach under Song Li's body.

Song Li kept twisting his body, trying to stop Chu Rong's movements, but Chu Rong quickly touched the handkerchief that was pressed under her, and the handkerchief was quickly pulled out with a hard pull.

"Give it back!"

A trace of panic flashed on Song Li's face, and she hurriedly grabbed the handkerchief in Chu Rong's hand, but Chu Rong avoided it.

Chu Rong looked at the strangely shaped flowers on the handkerchief and nodded thoughtfully, "It's ugly." ”

Song Li's face instantly fell, and she stretched out her hand to Chu Rong angrily, "Give it back to me!" ”

She was kind enough to embroider a purse for him, but he was ugly, and he didn't deserve it!

"But I like it."

Looking at Song Li's annoyed and embarrassed appearance, Chu Rong suddenly laughed, his voice was clear and warm.

Yingyue had never seen Chu Rong smile so happily, and was immediately shocked by this smile.

When Song Li heard this, her face softened a lot, she glanced at Chu Rong a few times and asked uncertainly, "Really?" Not reluctantly? ”

Chu Rong nodded, looked at her and said seriously: "As long as it is something from your hand, I like it no matter what." ”

Listening to this confessional words, Yingyue was shocked and hurriedly covered her mouth.

There must be a problem between Miss and Chu Shizi!

She kept looking back and forth at Song Li and Chu Rong, as if she had found something unusual.

"That's pretty much it."

Song Li forcibly endured the raised corners of his mouth, and snatched the handkerchief back with a snort.

"I'm going to Soft Collapse!"

Song Li grabbed the handkerchief and looked at it for a while, thinking that it was not bad, and then stretched out his hand to Chu Rong.

Chu Rong raised his hand and nodded at Song Li's head, and raised his hand to pick her up horizontally.

Song Li sniffed the familiar smell on Chu Rong's body, only to feel extremely stable in his heart, and couldn't help rubbing Chu Rong's chin with his head.

After putting Song Li on the soft couch, Chu Rong walked to the cabinet and opened the cabinet and took out a thin quilt.

"You're familiar with my house."

Looking at Chu Rong's movements, Song Li pursed his lips and muttered quietly.

Chu Rong smiled and put the thin quilt on Song Li's body, and then took a pillow and put it behind Song Li's back, and then slowly took off his boots and climbed up the soft collapse.

Looking at the intimate movements of the two, Yingyue couldn't help but want to scream.

Her eyes lit up, and she looked at the two of them intently, with a lewd smile on her face.

"Yingyue help me get the book."

Chu Rong found a comfortable posture to lean on, looking at Yingyue with a smile on her face.

Yingyue instantly straightened her back, "Yes, uncle!" She said a word, and hurriedly ran to the table to get a book for Chu Rong.

Chu Rong took the book, took out a silver ticket from his arms and slapped it in Yingyue's hand, and said generously: "Your mouth is so sweet, go to your tea." ”

Yingyue held the silver ticket, and suddenly her eyes narrowed together with a smile, "Thank you, uncle!" ”

Song Li glanced at Yingyue, raised his hand and rewarded her fiercely, "Thank you for being sober!" ”

Yingyue was knocked by Song Li, covered her head and took two steps back to distance herself from Song Li.

Then, Song Li looked at Chu Rong with a smile on his face, raised his hand and pinched his waist fiercely, and pretended to be angry: "I don't know how to restrain at all." ”

Chu Rong sat motionless, letting Song Li pinch him, the tenderness in his eyes seemed to wrap her.

Yingyue looked at the two of them, secretly said in her heart that it was really good, and slowly exited the room without disturbing the two.

From time to time, the fragrance of gardenias wafts outside the window.

The two snuggled up, and the figure was pulled by the sunset afterglow that penetrated into the elder.

Yingyue sat in the courtyard and told everyone about the relationship between Song Li and Chu Rong, and everyone listened with a motherly smile on their faces.

Their young lady finally fell in love.

Little by little, it was getting late.

Song Zhang came to Song Li's courtyard, and before he entered the door, he saw two people leaning against him, and the atmosphere was quiet and warm.

"Sir, aren't you going in?"

Looking at Song Zhang, who came to the door and stood for a while and then turned to leave, Yingyue asked curiously.

"I won't go in and disturb them, pay more attention to Miss's body, and tell me in time if there is any situation."

Song Zhang glanced at the two people in front of the window, and slowly said a word and left.

Song Li listened to the footsteps of Song Zhang in the distance, and suddenly sighed.

"Why did you sigh all of a sudden?"

Chu Rong put down the book in his hand, tilted his head to look at Song Li, and when his eyes fell on Song Li's side face that seemed to be covered with a layer of thin veil illuminated by the candle flame, his eyes suddenly softened.

"What if everybody doesn't agree that we're together?"

Song Li pinched the hand of the embroidery needle for a moment, and suddenly looked up at Chu Rong, and his eyes instantly fell into the overwhelming tenderness.

"Then work hard." Chu Rong smiled and raised his hand to peel off the broken hair on Song Li's forehead, and said unhurriedly: "If they don't agree, it's nothing more than that I'm not worthy of you, and I'm trying to make me worthy of you in a good way, so I'm not afraid that they won't agree." ”

"Then no matter how hard you try, you don't agree?"

Song Li blinked.

"No, it won't." Chu Rong's warm hand suddenly covered Song Li's bright eyes, "If you are sincere, they will always agree." ”

"Good! We work together and try to get everyone to agree. ”

Chu Rong leaned over and gently left a kiss on Song Li's forehead, "Silly girl, I'll work hard for this kind of thing." His voice was extremely soft, like a feather, which easily tugged at Song Li's heartstrings.