I saw Qin Shihao step forward, took Song Yun's hand involuntarily, and said softly: "There are five days left to be my father's birthday, I think...... Will you accompany me to celebrate my father's birthday? ”

Birthday greetings for the emperor? I've only heard of such things before, but I'm a woman, and I don't have any official positions, so I can only listen to it.

When he was young, whenever his father went to worship the saint's birthday, he came back late at night, drunk, and he didn't know what good wine and food were at the saint's birthday banquet, so his father, who rarely drank alcohol, was drunk.

"This ...... Song Yun has no important position, and he doesn't know how to sing and dance......" Song Yun said, raising his eyelids slightly, and secretly observing Qin Shihao's expression.

That's right, singing and dancing, musical instruments, why didn't you think of it? Qin Shihao clapped his hands violently, he was still worried about how to take Song Yun to see his father with a legitimate reason just now.

If she is the eldest daughter who only relies on Tingwei, this identity seems a little thin, but when he thinks of Song Yun's song for a phoenix, Qin Shihao is not only amazed.

"This son has a reluctant request, I wonder if the girl is willing to hear about it?" Qin Shihao couldn't suppress his joy, looked at Song Yun's eyes, and asked sincerely.

Song Yun was stunned, and then nodded: "Shizi, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

"Five days later, at my father's birthday banquet, can I ask the girl to play a song for my father?" Qin Shihao looked at Song Yun with some excitement, this time he could justifiably take Song Yun to see his father.

And his father's favorite thing is the sound of Qin Se, although the two have a marriage contract now, Qin Shihao always feels that something is missing, and he is also a ridiculous son on weekdays, but now this is to marry the princess, and he should bring it back to his father to see.

Song Yun hesitated, Qin Shihao on the side begged again and again, Song Yun thought about it, sighed softly, and then said: "Okay, after five days, Yun'er will definitely arrive at the palace gate on time." ”

Hearing Song Yun's response, Qin Shihao's eyes instantly lit up again, I don't know if it was his luck or the arrangement of fate, if he got this wife in this life, what more could a husband ask for?

"If there is nothing else, Yun'er will retire first, and I have to go back and choose a tune." Song Yun said softly tentatively.

"It's fine." I thought that I could be alone with Song Yun for a while, but she was right, choosing the track is a big deal, so she didn't say much, and sent Song Yun back to Nuan Xiangwu, and when she returned to the room, Qin Shihao got up and left.

Song Yun lingered in front of the door for a long time, and when he heard no sound outside the house, he breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his hard couch.

I don't know what's going on, when Qin Jingnan was there, he always wanted to go back to the soft collapse, but when he left, he seemed to be used to this hard couch.

Originally, I tried to stay overnight, but I couldn't sleep, and I moved back to the hard couch before dawn the next day.

If he said that he had no intention of talking to Qin Shihao about this talent, no one would believe it, but Song Yun did have his own little abacus.

There are five days to the saint's birthday, I heard that this saint's birthday day is the time of the world's amnesty, but this kind of thing has a certain probability, not exactly, so Song Yun wants to try it.

In case on this birthday, the Holy Dragon Yan Dayue really releases all the people in prison, will it also include Qin Jingnan?

Just thinking about it, suddenly, Song Yun's door was pushed open, which startled Song Yun, sat up and saw that it was no one else, it was Lotus who had returned.

"Miss, I'm back." Lianhua ran to Song Yun, looked a little nervous, and said breathlessly.

"Well, how are things going?" Song Yun hurriedly got up from the hard couch, walked to the table, and poured a cup of herbal tea for the lotus, at this time, he didn't care about the master and servant, the lotus was really thirsty, and his lips were chapped and oozing blood.

After drinking a large cup of herbal tea, Lianhua wiped the corners of her mouth, calmed her mood, nodded, and said, "It's all done, and the cold moon has been sent to Zhaoyang in the south of the city." ”

With Zhaoyang's care in this cold moon, I can rest assured a lot, and now I am afraid that this cold moon will do something stupid.

"From tomorrow onwards, you will go to Zhaoyang every day to have a look, I always feel uneasy." Song Yun felt that her heart palpitations were terrible, and she always felt as if something big was about to happen.

Even if he lives again, there are still too many things that he doesn't know, such as the cause of his mother's death, and how did Song Zi get together with Qin Shihao behind his back, and he hasn't helped Yuan Che find his biological parents...... There are too many things that make Song Yun feel a little big.

"Don't worry, miss, every day I will regularly go to the teahouse next to the market, where I will meet the guards around Zhaoyang." As she spoke, Lianhua took Song Yun's hand and reassured her.

Song Yun had no choice but to send Zhaoyang away, afraid that she would not be able to live alone, so she placed a guard beside her to protect her safety, but she didn't expect that this guard would also be of a lot of use now.

After all, Lotus is the servant girl by her side, there are more wolves and less meat in this mansion, and many people are staring at Song Yun to death, hoping to find her fault and pull her down to the eighteenth layer of hell.

Thinking about it, Song Yun's eyes glanced at the dazzling bright red on his left arm, although the burn on this arm has scabbed over and no longer hurts, but this burn is always reminding him that what he suffered in his previous life must be redoubled in this life.

"By the way, Lotus, you can help me find a pink Luo skirt tomorrow, remember, don't be too exposed, not too luxurious, just keep it simple." Song Yun said thoughtfully.

When the lotus on the side heard this, she was slightly stunned, she didn't know why the young lady wanted this Luo skirt, there were more than 100 Luo skirts worn by the young lady in this mansion, and I didn't know which one the young lady wanted.

"Miss, are you going to ......" Lianhua thought about it, but still couldn't help but ask.

I saw Song Yun smile slightly, stretched out his hand and gently scratched the lotus nose: "You, you are curious, and there are five days before the birthday of the saint, Qin Shihao asked me to accompany him." ”

In this way, Lotus immediately understood, this is not too revealing is to create an image of a good wife and mother, after all, women are three from four virtues, and this is not luxurious, it is low-key, it seems that the lord is honest and upright, and pink, not too lively, but also not lifeless, can not be worn in white at the birthday banquet of the saint.

Although this saint really wants his soul to return to the western heavens, if someone catches the handle and says that he is wearing white clothes and cursing the saint, he can't afford such a crime.

"Miss, just put your heart in your stomach and give it to Lotus." Lotus said and patted her chest.

The two little sisters looked at each other and smiled, everything was arranged, just waiting for the birthday banquet of the saint five days later, Song Yun couldn't help but get nervous, this time, if it didn't work, it would become a benevolent.