Mrs. Qian said, "It's the most famous old Chinese medicine doctor in our Qingcheng, didn't he just die of his wife." ”

"But he's too old." Mrs. Song said with a pulled face.

Mrs. Qian hurriedly smiled and said, "What's this, this man only knows how to love his wife when he's older, besides..."

As he spoke, he leaned his head into Mrs. Song's ear and whispered, "Besides, their family has a rich background, and they are so old, it is estimated that this Miss Song will be buried in a few years after she gets married, and the family property will not be yours by then!" ”

Mrs. Song's expression flashed slightly, "This..."

Song Zhenyi next to him spoke again, "Don't! The old Chinese medicine doctor will maintain his health, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive him! ”

"This kid, how do you talk?"

Mrs. Song immediately glared at her daughter complainingly.

Song Zhenyi sighed helplessly and said, "Mother, Third Mrs. Qian, I'm tired of sitting, go for a walk." ”

After that, he walked away without waiting for others to reflect.

Wei Shu watched the bright yellow figure slowly walk towards the sparsely populated corner of the garden, and sighed softly.

It was both angry and funny for Fang Cai, and more for the bright girl.

Even the girls of the 21st century in which she used to live had to face the same troubles and pains, let alone in this era.

The existence of a woman is to wait for the orders of her parents, match the words of the concubine, and then marry and teach her children.

After coming back to his senses and looking at his table, Mrs. Shen had always been by Mrs. Qian's side, and Wei Jin also had a few friends who were born as concubines he had befriended, and he had already walked away at this time.

Now Wei Shu himself was left at this table, and he was a little tired after sitting for so long, so he simply stood up and walked around.

She didn't like the smell of these women's powder, so she also picked a corner with few people, and after passing through a winding path, there was a gazebo in front of her.

Woo woo –

There was no one around, but there was a woman's low sobbing voice, which sounded very sad.

Wei Shu lightened his footsteps and followed the sound, and in the corner of the pavilion, a bright yellow figure squatted on the ground and cried.

Who is not Song Zhenyi?

Although she was sharp-tongued at the table, she was only a teenager in the end, and in modern times, she was at most a junior high school or high school student.

Xu was crying so much that he didn't notice anyone approaching.

Wei Shu sighed lightly, it seemed that she was still a careless girl.

"Here's for you, wipe your tears."

Hearing someone speak, Song Zhenyi was stunned for a moment, and when she looked up, she looked up and saw Wei Shu's bright face like a flower.

Such a beautiful girl, just like the warm sun in spring!

This was Song Zhenyi's first impression of Wei Shu, she glanced at the handkerchief she handed over, took it with some embarrassment, and said, "Thank you!" ”

"There's no one in this place, it's not safe for you to be a girl."

Wei Shu always had a faint smile on his face.

Song Zhenyi was slightly stunned, wiped away her tears and said, "But didn't you come here alone?" After a pause, he said, "You hate that kind of occasion, do you?" ”

Wei Shu took his eyes off her delicate face with pear blossoms and rain, and smiled, what Song Zhenyi didn't know was that she had once broken into the secret base of country M in South Africa by herself and was able to escape with her whole body, if there may be people or things in this world that can pose a threat to her, but it will definitely not be in the Qian family.

"yes, I don't like those people either, it's too fake, isn't it?"

"This Qian family's banquet is specially for matchmaking, I didn't want to come, but my mother said that I should also find an in-law." Song Zhenyi said helplessly.

"Do you want to let them do your job?" Wei Shu asked lightly.

Song Zhenyi was slightly stunned, since ancient times, the lifelong event of children has been the words of the parents' destiny, and if there is resistance, it will be a big rebellion.

Although she was very disdainful of the two families that the third lady said about it, she never thought of making her own decisions in this matter.

Although more and more often, there would be a voice shouting in her heart, but she was so ignorant that she couldn't tell what that voice was shouting about.

But when the girl in front of her asked if she wanted someone else to arrange her life.

The voice in her heart suddenly began to amplify and resounded in her ears, yes.

That is, whether your life really has to be controlled by others, even if that person is your mother or future husband!

In the end, Song Zhenyi bit her lip slightly and shook her head, "Of course I don't want to!" If I could, I would like to go to the battlefield like my father and uncles! My grandfather often said when he was alive that the rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband, and he also said that women are also part of the world, so why can't women do what men can do? ”

Wei Shu smiled and said, "What a man can do, a woman can naturally do, but you have to put in more effort and bear more pressure, and face a more cruel reality, if you can think about what you will face in the future, you can naturally live like a man!" ”

Song Zhenyi looked at the girl in front of her with some surprise, she looked about the same age as herself, but she gave people a feeling that she had been tempered by countless years.

The impression that this girl brought to her was a refreshing feeling, which was by no means comparable to those delicate women in Qingcheng who could only chant poetry and paint.

Song Zhenyi finally showed an open smile, "After all that, I don't know what your name is?" My name is Song Zhenyi. ”

"My name is Weishu!" Wei Shu smiled knowingly.

"Weishu..."

Song Zhenyi muttered and repeated, feeling that the name was very familiar, and then suddenly opened her eyes, and pointed at her with some excitement, "You... You... You're the one who crawled home from the grave when they're all dead? ”

And the recently rumored Miss Wei Shu, who was divorced by the Hua family...?

It's just that Song Zhenyi didn't ask for the last sentence.

For Song Zhenyi's stunnedness, Wei Shu just nodded calmly.

After being confirmed, Song Zhenyi exhaled and said with some amusement, "I'll just say, the woman who can say these things to me is probably no one else except for Miss Wei Shu." ”

Wei Shu was a little embarrassed, and stroked his forehead, is his current reputation so shocking?

Then Song Zhenyi looked at Wei Shu solemnly, "Thank you, thank you for telling me so much, I don't feel so uncomfortable now." ”

Wei Shu smiled, "The days will be long in the future, you must live stronger and happier, right?" ”

"Well, you're right!" Song Zhenyi nodded.

"Now that everyone is at the banquet, it is inconvenient for us to leave for too long, there are few people here, let's go back." Weishu proposed.

Song Zhenyi said lightly, "Well, it's okay."

It's just that as soon as they turned around, they ran into two people, two men to be specific.

One has a mediocre appearance, and there is nothing particularly outstanding about his body, while the other can be described as a celestial figure, wearing a purple gold and jade crown, three thousand bundles of black hair on the back of his head, and a dark purple robe showing a noble atmosphere.

It's just that this Qingcheng Tiangao Emperor is far away, and it is impossible for the prince to come in person, but presumably this person is either rich or expensive.