"Miss, how is it, is the old man (body shēn) well? Did you say where (身shēn) is now? Zhaoyang looked at Song Yun excitedly on the side, and hurriedly pointed to the letter in front of him and asked.

But seeing Song Yun's tears like bursting the embankment, he was a little curious about what this old man wrote in the letter to make Song Yun cry like this.

Recently, Miss has suffered too much, (身shēn) Zi is getting weaker and weaker day by day, I thought that the old man would say something heart-warming to Miss, so that Miss can feel at ease, but now it seems that it must be a bad life.

"Pack up your things and follow me back to the Tingwei Mansion!" Song Yun put away the letter that had been completely penetrated by his own tears, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, raised his head, didn't want the tears to fall, and said.

"Huh? What did you say, I heard you right, go back now? No, it's already so dark, let's wait until dawn. Zhaoyang couldn't believe his ears, stretched out his hand and pointed out the window, it was completely dark at this time, just now Song Yun cried all the way, presumably how he walked back from His Majesty's bedroom, Song Yun was completely unimpressed.

But at this time, Song Yun had already made up his mind, and he couldn't help but say, he stood up directly (body shēn) and walked towards the door, Zhaoyang didn't dare to lag behind, and took a few pieces of rouge gouache and a box of jewelry used in Song Yunping (日rì), and rushed out.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the two of them relied on the dragon and phoenix jade pendant given by Qin Jingnan, and successfully left the palace and returned to the Tingwei Mansion.

Thanks to the fact that there are still many loyal old people in this house, the housekeeper, Aunt Li and a few grandmothers have stayed, and they help with the housekeeping on weekdays.

As for the matter of the monthly money (情qíng), it was Song Yun's turn to be on the (身shēn), just a woman, and there was no income, but fortunately, Qin Jingnan still had a conscience, and according to the agreement, he would give Song Yun monthly money.

Sure enough, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the handwriting in this palace is much larger than that of other places, and it can be regarded as the old saying, a hair of this rich man is thicker than the waist of ordinary people.

Song Yun took out all his own money to harm the soup porridge for the people, this kind of thing (情qíng) should have been done by the emperor, but it was sent to Song Yun to take the lead, so this money is nominally a monthly money for Song Yun, but it is really to thank Song Yun for his sale in disguise.

It's just that this stupid girl really thinks that she has an empty title here, and she is more nosy than Ping (日rì) in it.

"Miss, if we rush back in such a hurry, will Your Majesty be furious?" On the way, Zhaoyang asked tentatively, after all, he has been shouting in this film for so many years, and he has long been accustomed to this (set of tào) lineup.

Zhaoyang's words made Song Yun stunned, and then he shook his head, in total, he had already taken leave with Qin Jingnan before, but it was only a few days ago, and he didn't think that this Song Yun would really sneak out of the palace one day without informing him.

When I arrived at the Tingwei Mansion, I knocked on the door for a long time, and the housekeeper was here

Only then did he walk out tremblingly, opened the door, and the moment he opened the door, both sides fell silent.

The old butler squinted his eyes, he couldn't believe his eyes, and took a closer look, and then exclaimed: "Miss! As he spoke, he shouted loudly into the house.

"Don't go to sleep! The eldest lady is back! Saying that, through this thin layer of moonlight, Song Yun looked inside the mansion, and after a while, the old people in the mansion walked out one after another.

Everyone was still asleep, but when they heard that the eldest lady was back, they hurriedly woke up from their dreams, turned over (身shēn) and came to the courtyard, and sure enough, they saw Song Yun standing in front of everyone, and a few crystal tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Oh, my little heart, I want to die an old slave!" Song Yun has been walking for more than two months, and it was still summer when she left, and now it is the end of autumn and it is also about to enter winter, Aunt Li said, she doesn't care about what (body shēn) is different, she stepped forward and hugged Song Yun in front of her, tears crackled on the ground, and shattered into lotus petals.

Seeing that Song Yun's whole person had lost a lot of weight, everyone was distressed, and the relationship between Aunt Li and Song Yun was the closest, and she didn't care about gossip from others, so Song Yun stepped forward and hugged Aunt Li in front of her.

"Miss, don't cry, it's cold outside, let's go into the house and say." Aunt Li said and pulled Song Yun towards Tingting, looking at the hall in front of her, Song Yun was stunned, slapped her forehead and shouted, "Oops! ”

She hurriedly broke free from Aunt Li's hand, walked to the housekeeper and asked softly: "Butler, who came to deliver the letter from the house today?" As he spoke, he took the letter he had received today from his bosom and placed it in front of everyone.

The housekeeper thought about it first, could he scratch his head and then said: "Ah, I remembered, it's not from the house, it looks like it's the Huns, I still wondered at the time, when did this old man get involved with the Huns." ”

"Describe me what it looks like!" Song Yun said, and hurriedly ran towards the hall, asked Zhaoyang to take the pen and ink for himself, gathered everyone together, and after describing this person's appearance, he picked up the pen and ink and painted.

This Song Yun has been proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since he was a child, although the painting is not as good as Qin Se, this aspect is not as good as Song Zi, but it is also quite attained, sure enough, a pillar of incense Kung Fu Song Yun will be in accordance with the description of everyone, the Huns jumped on the paper.

Everyone gathered in front of the painting and smacked their tongues, but they didn't expect this eldest lady's painting skills to be so strong, everyone just moved their mouths, but looking at the portrait in front of them, it seemed that they saw the person's face today, and it was reflected in front of their minds.

Looking at the portrait in front of him, Song Yunbu (forbidden jìn) frowned, always feeling that this person seemed to have seen it somewhere, but the Huns themselves saw it no longer said, in retrospect, Song Yunbu (forbidden jìn) was taken aback, it was not someone else who sent the letter, but the maidservant who followed Song Zi (身shēn) before.

I never thought that the maid who was following Song Zi (身shēn) turned out to be a Huns, and now how could Song Renju get involved with the Huns? With doubts, Song Yun planned to investigate the matter well, and he must find Song Renju and ask about his mother (情qíng).

(End of chapter)