An Yu listened to Song You's words, and her eyes were even more surprised: "Since there is such a powerful person, can I also find him to do those bottles?" ”

Song You smiled: "Naturally." ”

As he spoke, his eyes moved from her face to the note in her hand.

An Yu was slightly stunned, looked at Song You's eyes with implied expectation, gave the lotus lantern to Song You, and slowly opened the note.

The paper read:

It is advisable to drink alcohol and grow old with children. Qin Se is in the palace, and it is good to be quiet.

An Yu read it carefully, looked up and smiled with Song You: "It's a pity that I can't play the piano." ”

He raised his eyebrows, looked down at the words on the note, a smile on his lips, and reached out to hold her hand: "It's okay, I just hope that tomorrow when I celebrate my birthday, I can receive the purse embroidered by your own hand." ”

Hearing this request, An Yu lowered her head and smiled: "That's even more unfortunate." ”

Song You raised his eyebrows and leaned closer to An Yu: "What?" ”

She laughed, "I don't know how to embroider." ”

Song You was still for a moment, looking at her with a smile in his eyes.

She looked at Song You's eyes, thinking about the plots she had seen in many stories before, and simply continued: "I don't know how to embroider, second, I can't recite poems, third, I can't dance and sing, and fourth, I don't have wonderful cooking skills. ”

Song You's smile widened: "It's okay, you don't know anything anyway, naturally there are people to help you take care of it, what you want to eat, I can take you to Xianju Building, you can also hire a chef with a lot of money, dancing and singing are all learned by the servants, what do you want to do, will you chant poetry and give love, I don't know, people can read and write, and knowing good and evil is the most important thing." ”

Hearing her say this, she also laughed and asked, "What about the embroidered things?" ”

He was still smiling, but he reached out and touched his nose: "It's just that I didn't expect the Gongfu to be so loose, you are in the boudoir, and you haven't even learned to embroider?" ”

An Yu lowered her head and thought for a while: "I am stupid and dull, I can't learn, and I can't learn piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and embroidery." ”

He lowered his head and blew out the fire in the lotus lamp.

She raised her head and tugged at Song You's sleeve: "You are not allowed to dislike me." ”

Song You raised his head, laughed, and hugged An Yu in his arms again: "What's this, it's just that I will give birth to a daughter in the future, so I will invite more grandmothers." ”

An Yu laughed and hugged Song You as well.

Song You rubbed her hair: "Mengwen, happy birthday." ”

She nodded and answered.

Song You said in a deep voice: "You wait for me to come back, if you want to go to the palace or to Dali Temple, just go, there are people in the garden to protect you." ”

There was no smile on An Yu's face, but she still responded.

He took a deep breath, slowly let go of An Yu, and put the lotus lamp in his hand on An Yu's hand: "That craftsman, you go directly to Jianqin, and he will call it for you." ”

An Yu lowered her eyes and glanced at the lamp that no longer had a candle flame in her hand, this lotus petal seemed to be made of silkworm sand, and the innermost layer was somewhat blackened because it was closest to the flame.

Slowly rubbing her fingers on the lotus petals, An Yu looked up at Song You: "More things, why don't you talk to me after you come out of Dali Temple?" ”

After she finished speaking, she smiled: "After all, you will definitely come back safe and sound." ”

Song You was stunned for a moment, looked into her eyes, and nodded.

He didn't speak, turned and walked away.

An Yu stood still and did not move, still holding the lotus lantern in her hand and holding the note.

Song You walked only five steps forward, but stopped, but turned around and came back, walked in front of her again, stretched out his hand and hugged the person in his arms again: "I think, you will not be able to sit still and go to the palace, but if you can be idle at home, it is better not to go." ”

Her hand patted him lightly on the back: "How did you think of that." ”

Hearing An Yu's reply, Song You let go of An You, and knew in her heart that she would definitely go to the palace, so she could only smile, raised her hand and gently removed a hair on An Yu's forehead: "Who made you so good-looking, so that I will never forget it when I see it once, thinking about you day and night, and thinking about your every word, deed and every look in my heart?" ”

She frowned at first at hearing such familiar words, then laughed again.

Such similar words, at that Chinese New Year's Eve palace banquet, Song You also said this in order to help her get out, and the tone at that time was not as serious as now, nor as affectionate as now.

For a while, An Yu pursed her lips, her words were useless, and she could only stare at his eyes tightly.

Song You took his hand and turned around and left here with a relaxed smile.

Mu Jinlin, who was in the front hall, turned around and didn't look at the situation here again after watching Song You walk away.

After watching Song You's figure disappear into the night, An Yu also turned around and entered the house.

In the guest room on the west side of the front yard, Song Si's body gradually calmed down.

The window was open, Song Si was lying on the ground with his eyes open weakly, the stars in the sky were flickering, and all those lotus lanterns had drifted to this side, and the sound of ding ding dong sounded in his ears.

A servant arrived outside the courtyard under the window, and on the one hand to collect the lotus lanterns, while the sword qin came to the door with a plate of roasted venison.

Jianqin raised his voice and said: "Fifth brother, today my grandfather asked the kitchen to roast some venison, thinking that my brother used to love to eat this when he was a child in the house, and now he went to live in the garden, and he couldn't have a good banquet for the fifth brother at noon, and he will definitely let the fifth brother eat these at night."

Song Si slowly closed his eyes, opened them again, raised his hand, but saw the silk that had not been returned to An Yu during the day, he took the silk into his arms, gently wiped the blood from his lips with his fingers, and got up from the ground.

When the person pushed the door open, he looked at Jian Qin and smiled gently: "It's hard for the third brother to still think about this, I don't know how the third brother is now?" ”

Jianqin walked to the house with the venison: "It's dark, why doesn't the fifth brother let those lazy girls go to the light?" ”

As he spoke, after putting the venison on the table, Jian Qin took out a fire fold from his sleeve and lit the lamp for Song Si: "Someone has already sent a lot of roast venison to the side of the plaice courtyard, as for the fifth brother's side, it was specially explained to the slave by the master, and the slave can't forget it, so he came over by himself." ”

As he spoke, he had already put away the fire fold, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a few drops of dried blood on Song Sinuan's yellow robe.

Jian Qin was stunned for a moment: "Fifth brother, what's the matter?" ”

Song Si lowered his head and shook his head: "It's nothing, it's just an old illness from childhood." ”

After hearing this, Jianqin thought for a while: "Fifth brother's old illness hasn't been cured yet?" The slave remembered that the owner of Xianyuan Island said that he had been cured. ”

After hearing this, Song Si's eyes moved slightly, raised his eyes to look at Jianqin and smiled: "It was indeed cured at that time, but the disease was also stubborn after all, and there was a bit of a recurrence in the past two years of running around the rivers and lakes, but it was no big deal, I prescribed two pairs of medicines myself, used them well, and recuperated for one or two." ”

Seeing that Song Si said firmly, Jian Qin could only nod slowly: "It's okay, if you want to talk about it, the best doctors in the world are on Xianyuan Island, fifth brother, you are a disciple of the island owner, if you don't do it again, I'm afraid no one will be able to do it." ”

After hearing this, Song Si pursed his lips and smiled, but did not speak.

Jianqin took two steps back, and said uneasily: "Those girls guarding outside the door, the fifth brother must talk about what you need, but don't feel sorry for them." ”

Song Si had already sat down at the table, turned his head to look at Jianqin and nodded.

Jianqin retreated from the house with confidence, and carefully closed the door for Song Si, although he was not very relieved about the people in the house, but it could only be so.

In the room, Song Si looked at the steaming roast venison on the table, as well as the full japonica rice milk porridge, and the stir-fried cabbage, and there was a momentary trance on his face.

When he was a child, he was not in good health, and when he saw his brothers eating roast venison together in winter, he was always very envious, so Song You secretly stuffed it for him to eat, and once after being discovered by the eldest brother, Song You was also reprimanded by the eldest brother.

This is no longer a child, but because many things are mixed together, when he sees these again, his heart is a little more complicated.

Song Si took out the silk from his arms and found the two words in the corner of the silk:

Mengwen.

His fingers carefully touched the lines of these two words little by little, and he could see that the words had been stained with his blood.

Song Si held the silk tightly with both hands, and when he lowered his head, tears fell.

This night is destined to be sleepless.

For An Yu, for Song Si.

For Song You, it is naturally the same.

When Song You was taken to Dali Temple by Mu Jinlin, the guards on duty in Dali Temple were stunned when they saw it, and after the leader heard about the slave being killed, he said to Song You: "Actually, you don't have to come over, in this capital, there are people who have died slaves in every month, but they don't die so much at once, but in this case, Lord Song, you can still sit at home and wait for our people to come to you for questioning." ”

Hearing this, Song You covered his mouth and coughed, his hands clutched his collar tightly, and he couldn't even speak, so he could only shake his head.

Mu Jinlin watched from the side, and pointed at the leading guard with a fan: "You also know that more than a dozen minions have died, this matter can no longer be a big or small matter, my friend thinks about his father's family, and he can't easily give those ginseng generals in the court a chance, why don't you even have the ability to see this idea." ”

After hearing this, the leading guard laughed and turned his head to look at Song You: "Can ...... But ...... in this prison."

The guard looked at Song You and frowned, and almost said that Song You should not die here like this.

However, how could Mu Jinlin give Song You an excuse and condition to repent, so he threw the fan: "My friend insists on doing this, you better not stop it." ”

Song You straightened his waist with difficulty, took a breath, and looked at the other party and nodded.

The guard couldn't either, so he only took Song You inside: "Lord Song, please, the minions must arrange a good place for the adults." ”

Mu Jinlin in the lobby didn't follow, shook his fan, turned around and walked towards the door, and when he saw Li Zongyan, he smiled compassionately: "This is a good opportunity, you must not miss it again." ”