For Song Yu, Shen Qingshu didn't particularly hate it, but he didn't like it either.

She didn't think about refusing this marriage, she just wanted more time to prepare.

Shen Qingshu found an opportunity to run to the dining room and get a greasy roast goose leg.

When she rushed to the main house eating roast goose legs, the people in the house were chatting happily.

Shen Qingshu stood outside the house and secretly observed.

Confirming where Song Yu was sitting, she took a big bite of the roast goose leg and strode across the threshold.

As she walked towards Song Yu, she nibbled on the roast goose leg in her hand without any image.

Her hands were oily, and she didn't look like a lady at all.

The man sitting in front of the main house, wearing a bamboo blue brocade robe, and with a dignified appearance, was Shen Qingshu's father, Shen An.

The man sitting on the square chair on the right side of Shen An, wearing a white brocade robe, with a dignified appearance and a personable demeanor, was Song Yu's father, Song Li.

Shen An and Song Li were chatting happily.

Hearing the movement, they all looked up in unison.

Shen Qingshu stopped in front of Song Yu.

She threw away the meat and bones in her hand, patted Song Yu's shoulder with her greasy hand, and pretended to be familiar: "Song Yu, I haven't seen you for a day, you seem to be good-looking." ”

The greasy hand lingered on Song Yu's left shoulder for a while.

When she let go, Song Yu's black clothes had a palm shining with oil.

The corners of Song Yu's mouth twitched, resisting the urge to punch her.

"Shu'er, what are you doing?" Shen Li scolded and stood up.

Shen Qingshu took a few steps back, "My daughter is greeting." ”

"That's how you say hello? Stained Yu'er's clothes, as a daughter's family, what kind of body does it become to be so inattentive to her demeanor when eating! ”

Her father likes to talk about Cheng He, and Shen Qingshu has long been used to it.

However, in the current situation, her apologizing is the only way out.

Otherwise, when Song leaves them, she will definitely be punished.

It's just that before she could speak, Song Li had already grabbed ahead of her and said, "Brother Shen, don't get in the way, Yu'er has a lot of clothes." ”

"Uncle Song is still good to me." Hearing Song Li speak for himself, Shen Qingshu immediately pretended to be well-behaved.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and the book seems to have lost weight."

In fact, Shen Qingshu didn't know what the reason was, anyway, Song Li was very good to her.

is so good that Shen Qingshu suspects that Song Li is her father.

Seeing that Song Li was helping outsiders and not helping himself, Song Yu couldn't sit still.

He stood up and shouted a little unconvinced: "Dad, am I your own child, why do you always help this dead girl?" ”

Hearing this, Song Li turned around and slammed Song Yu's forehead, "Stinky boy, as a man, what are you yelling about here, Shu'er is my future daughter-in-law, who am I not helping her?" ”

Song Yu covered her forehead in pain, not daring to refute it again.

Shen Qingshu grimaced at him.

Looking at Song Yu's angry appearance, Shen An hurriedly spoke out to save the scene and said: "Yu'er's clothes are dirty, Uncle Shen immediately ordered the people in the palace to go to the Song Palace to bring you a set of clean clothes." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Shen."

"No thanks, it's the book's fault." Shen An glanced at Shen Qingshu reproachfully.

After this farce, although Shen Qingshu did not get her wish, she did not plan to resist.

After all, Song Li is so good to her, even if she marries, Song Yu can't do anything to her.

After repeated discussions, the two families decided to set the wedding date for Chinese New Year's Eve.

Holding a big wedding on such a lively day as Chinese New Year's Eve is sure to be a joy.

After discussing important matters, Shen An took out a good wine and chatted with Song Li about the joys of the past.

The two chatted in the past, and Shen Qingshu listened to it more than a hundred times.

While they were chatting happily, Shen Qingshu secretly ran back to the boudoir and continued to lie down.

Shen Qingshu left with his front foot, and Song Yu followed with his heels.

He followed behind Shen Qingshu all the way.

Until they came to a courtyard where few people walked around.

Song Yu crossed her and stopped Shen Qingshu's way and said, "Stop!" ”

"What do you want to do?" Shen Qingshu had long known that Song Yu was following him.

"Have you forgotten what you promised me yesterday?"

"I haven't forgotten." Shen Qingshu played with his fingers with a nonchalant expression, "You want me to wait for you now, in order to avenge Fang Cai's misdemeanor?" ”

Song Yu's careful thoughts, she was peeping through.

"Exactly." Song Yu also admitted it unabashedly.

"What do you want me to do for you?"

"I'm hungry, I want pastries, I'm thirsty, I want tea, I'm tired, I want to find a place to rest, and I want someone to beat my back."

"You ask so much, how can I do it with one hand?"

"When you just rectified me, you did the ground, and now you can't do it?"

"I don't care, I only have one hand, and I can only do one thing." Shen Qingshu actually played Lai.

"If you don't satisfy me, I'll go and tell Uncle Shen that you are secretly drinking." Song Yu looked arrogant and had no intention of compromising at all.

Shen Qingshu gritted his teeth and stomped his feet angrily, "You wait, I'll go to the dining room to get it for you."

She was about to go.

Song Yu shouted to stop her, "Stop!" ”

"What's wrong again?!" Shen Qingshu replied angrily.

"I'm tired, find a shady place for me first, I want to rest."

"Come with me."

Shen Qingshu crossed him and walked briskly along the Qingdai path.

Liyan stood beside Song Yu with an indifferent face from beginning to end, and didn't say a word.

Shen Qingshu sometimes really admires him very much, and he can actually go a day without saying a word.

Taking Song Yu to the small pavilion in the courtyard where she lived, she turned around and went to the dining room.

The small pavilion is surrounded by two large trees on the left and right, and it is a good place to rest and enjoy the shade.

A couch is placed in the gazebo.

There are stone tables and chairs next to the couch, and good drinks and a few books are placed on them.

This little gazebo has everything, but forgot to put it to eat.

The waiting time is a little boring, and the person who leaves the words is little.

Song Yu flipped through the books on the stone case.

But after flipping through a few pages, he closed it again and put it back where it was.

Because the book is talking about some mysterious and supernatural events, he has no interest.

Since the day Xiao Qing tasted the pastry for her and was poisoned, Nanfeng Ling stayed with Xiao Qing every day.

Whether it is to enjoy the flowers or eat, she has to follow Xiao Qing.

It wasn't until Shen Qingshu invited her to the Shen Mansion that she left the palace.

Worried that Xiao Qing would be in danger with him, Nan Fengling left the palace alone.

Although Pei Feng did not go out of the palace with her, he must have been secretly protecting Nanfeng Ling.

With Pei Feng here, even if there are more assassins, Nanfeng Ling doesn't have to be afraid.

Nanfeng Ling walked straight in the direction of Nanchang Street.

As soon as I walked to the intersection of Nanchang Street, I met Xiang Yingyun, whom I hadn't met for a long time.

The two of them stood facing each other, not knowing how to speak.

Nanfeng Ling pursed his lips and whispered, "Long time no see." ”

"Long time no see." Xiang Yingyun replied with the same soft voice.

"Are we still friends?"

"Yes." Xiang Yingyun nodded slightly.

"Are you free today?"

"Empty."

"Let's go find Shen Qingshu together?"

"Okay."

Nan Fengling smiled and walked up to her side and took her hand.