But now, the emperor is old, and after all, he wants to choose someone to inherit the throne, and the emperor has thought about it for a long time, but there is no answer.

The original intention of passing on the throne to Li Yunyi was temporarily gone.

Song Qingyi has been back in the capital for a while, but he has been running around between Li Yunyi, the crown prince, and the emperor.

She was so busy that she didn't touch the ground, and she didn't have time to see Meng Yu at all, and she would only miss Meng Yu after she was completely idle.

And Meng Yu, who agreed to return to the capital, missed Song Qingyi to the extreme, and it was inconvenient for Meng Yu to go directly to see Song Qingyi.

Meng Yu muttered in the house: "How can I make her remember to come to see me?" I really want to clear the ripples......"

This sentence was coincidentally heard by the butler's sharp ears, and the butler naturally knew the story between Meng Yu and Song Qingyi in his heart.

The housekeeper smiled meaningfully, and even sighed that Meng Yu, who had not bothered about any woman for so many years, was interested in Song Qingyi.

Oh no, it's not just the people who are interested, but also the people who are thinking about it.

"Master." The butler spoke lightly.

Meng Yu was still immersed in his thoughts, and was suddenly called out, he turned his head sharply, and he was used to thinking that he was an assassin for many years in the army.

Subconsciously, he fell over the shoulder, and the butler was mercilessly thrown to the ground.

"Shhh...... Master, it's me. The butler gasped, and Meng Yu fell off his shoulder, and he was in pain all over his body.

Meng Yu Dingqing saw that he wanted to go back to the capital, and he was embarrassed to help the housekeeper.

"I thought the Assassins were trying to sneak up on me." Meng Yu explained awkwardly.

"Don't don't, don't lower your identity." The butler waved his hand again and again, holding his old waist and barely standing up.

"Oh, okay." Meng Yu withdrew his hand at a loss.

The housekeeper rarely saw such a childish side as Meng Yu, he smiled dumbly, sure enough, love can really completely change a person.

"Master, are you still thinking about Miss Song's affairs?" The housekeeper gets straight to the point.

Meng Yu was generous and didn't hide it: "Yes, I've been back for a few days, I miss her so much, but I'm afraid I'll be gossiped about when I see her suddenly." ”

The housekeeper knew this, he smiled mysteriously, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked like a kind old man.

"Master, don't panic first, if the master doesn't dislike it, I have some way here."

"What's the solution?" Meng Yu hurriedly asked.

"I think that in general, women like some rouge gouache, but Miss Song is a young lady after all, and she is not short of these things." Speaking of this, the butler paused, watching Meng Yu's reaction.

Seeing that Meng Yu was listening carefully, he then said, "That master might as well write a love poem." ”

"Love poems?" Meng Yu's eyes have always revealed a rare hint of confusion, "What is a love poem?" ”

It seems that the master still knows very little about these things, and the housekeeper patiently explained: "Love poems are to express one person's love for another person, and the joy of the heart. ”

"Xinyue ......" Meng Yu pondered for a moment.

He looked puzzled: "But I don't know how to write love poems, and I never know love poems." ”

"It's okay, I have a lot of love poems there, you can learn from your master, and you may be able to write them." The butler waved.

Meng Yu was surprised: "How can you have a love poem?" "E-book house

The housekeeper touched Bai Huahua's beard embarrassedly: "Everyone has a young age, and when they were ignorant in the past, they could just write." ”

"Okay." Knowing that this was someone else's private matter, Meng Yu didn't ask more.

He was led into the housekeeper's room, and the housekeeper took out a few pamphlets, in which some love poems were neatly written, and the font was beautiful.

Meng Yu also learned the love poems above, wrote some crookedly, and asked someone to quietly bring Song Qingyi in the dark.

Song Qingyi was just finished busy, and when she was resting for a while, she was called out by a person who looked like a small girl: "Miss." ”

The little guy lowered his head, so that people couldn't see any emotions and faces.

"What's wrong?" Song Qingyi said curiously.

The little servant took out a letter from his arms, and he said in a deep voice: "This is what General Meng asked me to bring to you, please keep it." ”

"Meng Yu? Okay, I see, you go and reply that I have received this letter, and go back carefully so that no one notices it. Song Qingyi deliberately looked around.

It seems that the little guy deliberately chose a sparsely populated place so that no one would find out, so the little guy slowly turned around and left.

Song Qingyi opened the letter with hope, and there were dense words on it, and people who read it were dazzled.

Song Qingyi looked at it carefully, she couldn't help but smile, Xu noticed that such a posture was not good, she half-covered the corners of her bright lips, and smiled with flowers.

If it weren't for the little girl herself, she wouldn't have believed that this was actually a love poem written by Meng Yu, very vulgar, how vulgar is it?

Everywhere you can see "I am pleased with you, not because of anything else, but just you." "Love you, don't regret it, for a lifetime." "When I see you, I rejoice, I think, that's what I like." ……

Song Qingyi touched these words, as if he could imagine the burning love of the person behind these words, and the burning people's hearts were hot.

For a while, countless emotions surged in Song Qingyi's heart.

At the same time, she also remembered the days when she had neglected Meng Yu for so many days, and decided to meet him properly.

Deliberately arranged everything, Song Qingyi changed into a maid outfit, and got angry with the people in Meng Yu's mansion.

Song Qingyi quietly slipped into Meng Yu's mansion, she was also very familiar with this place, after all, it was a place she often came to in her previous life.

Song Qingyi found Meng Yu at once, Meng Yu was working in the study, and she hugged Meng Yu from behind.

A refreshing fragrance came to his nose, and Meng Yu almost immediately recognized that this was Song Qingyi, and the familiar aroma was on the tip of his nose.

He turned around in surprise: "You're here." ”

"Well, I'm here." Song Qingyi was naturally elated.

Meng Yu's face suddenly became serious, and his eyes were full of seriousness: "Qingyi, or ...... Let's get engaged. ”

"Engagement?" Song Qingyi tilted her head, which seemed to be far away and very close to her.

"Okay." Song Qingyi smiled with relief, after so many tribulations, it was time for them to settle down for life.

Meng Yu didn't think that Song Qingyi agreed, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed like a fool.

"Qingyi is engaged to me!"

At this time, in a place they could not see, a conspiracy to usurp power was quietly planned and about to be carried out.

He was implementing it at a critical time, but he was always interrupted by Song Qingyi, and Li Yunyi finally realized that Song Qingyi deliberately made trouble.

He's always ready to fight back.