Seventy admire the moon and meditate on chance encounters, and collect henchmen smoothly

Song Lian was pampered in the Tang Mansion and did not meet with Mrs. Tang, Miss Tang. On the surface, everything seems to be fine, and the days pass slowly and peacefully. She often goes back to the tea shop twice in three days to visit Song Ke to help sell tea.

On this day, the sky was excellent. The night sky is thick with a full moon and a few stars around the moon. The Tang Mansion is quiet. In the middle of the night, people also sleep.

Song Lian stayed alone in the room, refreshed and sleepless. She casually pushed open the door, and when she looked at it, she saw that outside the house, the silver moonlight was shining on the ground, and the crickets were whispering in her ears. The view at night is stunning. On a whim, she slowly walked out of the door, thinking about Fan Yin alone in the night, quietly admiring the moon and strolling leisurely.

She thought all the way, and before she knew it, she was strolling into the garden. was leisurely strolling, and suddenly found that under the light of the moon, among the colorful flowers, a figure was shaking, weaving through the flowers, and the height was weak and faint. The figure seemed to be walking towards the gate.

Song Lian stopped and took a closer look, and the familiar clothes that came into her eyes were Miss Tang's girl Xiaoyi. Hey, that's weird! Song Lian pondered: It's the dead of night at this time. This Xiaoyi, the third watch in the middle of the night, is sneaky alone, what is the matter with going out?

Song Lian stared at the shadow, secretly thinking in her heart, and was very puzzled. After thinking for a while, his brain moved, and he was silent, quietly following Xiaoyi.

After she followed the journey for a while, she saw that Xiao Yi tiptoed, carefully opened the gate of the Tang Mansion, looked around, and then stepped out of the gate of the Tang Mansion, and gently closed the door with her backhand.

Song Lian hid not far from the gate, in a dark corner of the wall. Keep an eye on her without blinking, and watch her every move. saw Xiaoyi go out. Song Lian immediately jumped over, opened the door lightly, and closed the door with his hand.

Song Lian went out, but the road was dark and nowhere to be seen. That Xiaoyi has long since disappeared. The night is dark, only listen to the wind. Song Lian thought for a moment, couldn't stop the curiosity, and she searched along the road again. Everything seems to be **quiet, so quiet that you can hear the needle when it lands. I searched for a long time without a purpose, but I didn't see Xiaoyi's figure.

Where did this man go? Song Lian stood on the road and muttered to herself. With a hint of disappointment, he was about to turn around and leave to go home. But suddenly she heard a faint voice in one place, and she followed the sound to find it and came to a willow tree. Through the dark moonlight, through the gap between the willow branches, I saw a pond of lotus ponds.

The lotus pond is full of red and green, and the lotus leaves set off the lotus flowers. A gentle breeze blows, and the fragrance of flowers is fresh and fragrant. The sound of frogs chirping one after another, the noise in the quiet night, gives people a sense of boredom, but brings joy to the quiet night. In the lotus pond embankment, there was a faint sound of laughter. The voice was subtle and low, but if you looked closely, it was Xiaoyi's voice.

Song Lian felt strange in her heart, pursed her lips carefully, and lightly approached the direction of the voice, she hid behind a willow tree. A subtle and low sound, intermittent in the ear... I only vaguely heard it, and that Xiaoyi said softly to a person, "It's really difficult to see my brother." The Tang Mansion has always been strict, and there is no freedom for this subordinate... So much so that you and I, who are deeply in love, have to meet each other privately. ”

"When you marry me in the future, you will be above board. It doesn't matter what Tang Mansion rules it is! Then I heard a man's deep voice. After a while, Xiaoyi sighed helplessly, "But I'm not married yet, so I have to abide by that rule." ”

The two of you are strong and I are strong, and they talk happily with each other. After talking for an hour, I finally said goodbye. Song Lian saw that at the lotus pond, Xiaoyi and a man waved their hands separately. In the light moon of the night, I did not see the face clearly. Song Lian took advantage of the gap to go first, and she went to the loop first. After Xiaoyi and the man separated, they hurried back.

She lowered her head and hurried to do it for a while. In the darkness, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her shoulder.

"Ah" Xiaoyi was caught in the dark, as if she was frightened, and couldn't help but scream softly. Her body trembled slightly in terror, and she had the courage to look up. Just met Song Lian's eyes, the two pairs of eyes looked at each other, and in the dim darkness of the night, their eyes sparkled.

"Xiaoyi, in the middle of the night, sneaking, who are you seeing?" Song Lian smiled at her, let go of her, and asked deliberately.

Xiao Yi was stunned for a while, patted her chest, looked frightened, and said to herself, "It turns out that it was Miss Li'er, and the slave maid thought that she had met a ghost." "This Xiao Yiben ghost spirit is also bold, relying on the momentum of Mrs. Tang and Miss Tang. For a while, he didn't know how thick the sky was, and he didn't have any sense of proportion when he spoke to Song Lian.

"Well, what are you talking nonsense?! Miss Ben is a human or a ghost, you can't tell the difference?! When Song Lian heard this, she couldn't help but be angry, grabbed her collar, and asked angrily.

After Xiaoyi was picked up, her collar strangled her neck. She hunched her neck in discomfort. Sticking out his tongue and making a 'snort' sound, it seems like he is out of breath. Seeing Song Lian's angry face, she remembered her own private meeting just now, looking at Song Lian's eyes and questioning, she knew that the private meeting must have been caught by her. I didn't feel that my attitude softened instantly.

"Miss Li'er, forgive me... I'm a girl, I speak in no proportion, I should be blamed, I should be blamed! Xiao Yi looked obedient and begged in a low voice, "I still hope that Miss Li'er will have a lot." Don't, don't talk about personal appointments. ”

Song Lian saw her begging, so she only snorted coldly and let go of her collar. said to her sternly, "You ignore the rules of the Tang Mansion and secretly selfish your lover, if the lord knows, you will definitely be punished!" After Song Lian said this, she stared at Xiaoyi again. Xiao Yi raised her eyes, and when she met that gaze, she couldn't help but tremble. touched the strangled neck, and didn't say a word for a long time.

"You say, did you tell Master Tang about this, or did you do it in private?" Song Lian no longer looked at her, but looked in the direction of the Tang Mansion. asked her unhurriedly.

Xiao Yi was scared in her heart, holding the corner of Song Lian's clothes with her hands, and kneeling on the ground. pleaded with her, "Miss Li'er, Miss Li'er, don't tell your lord." Xiaoyi is willing to be a cow and a horse to repay the kindness of the young lady. ”

"It's okay not to tell you. You and I make an appointment. In the future, Miss Tang, if you have anything, you can tell me everything. Song Lian smiled coldly and said in a fierce voice, "The two of us agreed on this matter, except for you and me, we are not allowed to tell anyone... Otherwise..."Song Lian only glared, and Xiao Yi was already stupid.

"Yes, yes, yes... Miss, Xiaoyi swears that she will never reveal it! Listen to Miss Li'er! Xiao Yi looked at Song Lian, secretly shuddered, and had no choice but to obey. She said secretly in her heart, "Miss, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" In the future, everything must obey Song Lian, and she felt guilty for Miss Tang in her heart.

The night is getting thicker, and the moon is slowly disappearing...... Everything seemed to be silent in silence, as if nothing had ever happened.