Chapter 189: Come to Demonstrate
Song You raised his eyes and looked at the good wine and food on this table, and remembered the coke circle he ate with An Yu at the stall in the early morning.
He laughed: "What can I do, you don't have to be afraid, I haven't touched you left and right, if I really die at that time, let your wife help you change your identity, recruit a son-in-law to marry, and wear a wedding dress in a beautiful manner, which can be regarded as a worthy game for our master and servant." ”
Xinyi's hand holding Song You's arm stiffened, slowly let go, and asked in a choked voice, "It's just, master servant?" ”
Song You slowly turned his head to look at Xinyi: "There are some things that I said once before, but I don't want to say it a second time, Xinyi, you are an understanding person, why do you drill into such a thing?" ”
Xinyi slowly retracted his hand, shook his head and said: "Men are all three wives and four concubines, I just want a place to live, who is not a concubine in the future, why can't Xinyi?" ”
Song You glanced sideways at Xinyi, and seemed to sigh: "I walked on the tip of the knife, and if I was a little careless, it was a cliff, and now I can be accompanied by Mengwen, I am already very content, and I don't want to drag down the second person, so I said, at that time, let Mengwen change your identity for you and marry in the scenery, isn't it a beautiful thing?" ”
Xinyi's eyelashes trembled slightly, looked at Song You's eyes, and bit her lip: "Master, is there something big going on?" ”
Song You turned his head, didn't look at her again, and put his hand on his lap: "The situation in the court is changing, isn't there a big event at all times." ”
After Xinyi heard this, she wanted to say something more, but she heard Song You say in a low voice: "Xinyi, go back, I want to be alone and quiet." ”
The hand that was originally raised could only be slowly put down, and he got up and bowed: "The concubine went first." ”
Song You didn't speak, nor did he look at her, he just let her leave silently from here.
As soon as Xinyi left the house, the voice of Jian Qin came in at the door: "Master, master-"
Jianqin ran into the house, came to Song You, and said in a low and anxious voice: "Prince Luo has gone to the mansion, and this son is having dinner with the master." ”
Song You propped his hands on his legs, closed his eyes and frowned, as if he was enduring something, Jianqin saw this, worried about Song You's body, and stepped forward to say something, but was stopped by Song You raising his hand.
Knowing what Song You meant, Jianqin could only take a step back: "Master, master, what are you going to do?" ”
Song You opened his eyes, looked at the wine and food on the table, and chuckled: "Don't worry, my father is a steady and calculating person, even if Prince Luo says something to win over my brotherhood, my father will definitely not agree to anything for my sake, but at night, I should go back to the house with Mengwen." ”
Jian Qin bowed slightly.
Song You glanced up at Jianqin and smiled: "Go and ask Bishuang to prepare clothes for An Yu, you bring the clothes and messages to the palace, and let her wait for me at the gate of the palace at the beginning of the unitary hour." ”
Jianqin answered, turned his head and walked out of the house, and told Bishuang everything Song You had explained.
And An Yu, who was in the palace, stayed until lunch, and after collecting all the steamed juices, she took the bottle and walked towards the front yard of the Tai Hospital.
Who knew that before she arrived at the door of the hut, a little palace maid came to An Yu with a tray in her hand.
The little palace maid and An Yu smiled slightly: "You are Song Shuren, aren't you?" ”
An Yu lowered her eyes and smiled: "Exactly, I don't know if you are?" ”
The little palace maid handed the tray to An Yu's hand: "This is Song You, Lord Song, who sent it to the palace to give it to the lady, saying that the lady would leave the palace at the beginning of the day and wait for him at the gate of the palace." ”
An Yu took it, smiled and thanked her, and entered the house.
But he was very suspicious in his heart, Song You was still in the poison on his body, and his mental state was not very good, why did he let people bring words to the palace? What exactly is he going to do?
An Yu arrived at the door of the hut, and after Lan Xiang saw An Yu, she hurriedly came up: "Lady, you ......"
Seeing Lan Xiang's eagerness, An Yu smiled: "Don't panic, let's go in and talk." ”
Lan Xiang nodded in response, and as soon as she entered the door, she couldn't help but say worriedly: "Lady, your fourth sister has just entered the palace and is now in the palace of the concubine. ”
An Yu raised her eyebrows slightly and put down the tray: "Well, not only do I want to find you, but I guess I have to find me." ”
Lan Xiang's hands were clasped together, her mouth was tightly pursed, and she looked at An Yu with a frown.
An Yu was stared at by Lan Xiang like this, sighed lightly, turned around and pulled Lan Xiang's sleeve to the table: "You sit down first." ”
Lan Xiangren had already stood at the table, but he didn't dare to sit down, only shook his head slightly: "It's not appropriate." ”
An Yu laughed helplessly: "If you don't sit down, how can you write." ”
Lan Xiang's face flushed slightly, and then she sat down.
An Yu turned around and went to the bookcase to polish the ink, dipped the brush in it, turned around and handed the brush and paper to Lan Xiang.
Lan Xiang got up and took it respectfully.
An Yu was behind Lan Xiang, pacing slowly, holding a silk in her hand and gently stirring it with her fingers: "You just write, slave and wait for Madame's next instructions." ”
Lan Xiang responded, and slowly wrote down.
After writing it, Lan Xiang couldn't wait for An Yu's words for a long time, and couldn't help but turn her head to look at An Yu: "Is it gone?" ”
An Yu nodded and smiled: "No, just write this, it's just that this time the fourth sister enters the palace, if someone comes to look for you, they will probably want to talk to you, then you ......"
Lan Xiang blinked: "What about the minions?" ”
An Yu spread the silk together, and let the silky silk unfold from Xinshu: "Don't leave the door of this house, if you see someone coming to you, you should hurry over, stuff the letter to her, and then run back to the door of the house to guard, in this way, they will not be able to talk to you face-to-face, then they will not know about the things you burned the letter and didn't read at all." ”
Lan Xiang got up and nodded slowly, still a little apprehensive: "Is this all right?" ”
An Yu turned around, picked up the letter written by Lan Xiang from the table, folded the paper, and sent it to Lan Xiang's hand: "That's it, but you must not talk to the other party, don't say a word!" ”
Lan Xiang took the letter paper, stuffed it into her sleeve, looked at An Yu and nodded: "Don't worry, lady, I will not say much." ”
An Yu raised her eyes and looked at her deeply, and smiled: "This time, don't do stupid things again." ”
Lan Xiang bowed her head and didn't say anything else.
An Yu turned sideways, sat down in the position where Lan Xiang was sitting just now, and stretched out her hand to pull the things sent by Song You: "Then you go, I am waiting for the fourth sister in this house." ”
Lan Xiang answered, turned around and walked out of the house.
The tray was covered with a layer of red silk cloth, and An Yu gently lifted it, and what caught her eye was a set of blue dresses.
An Fei's fingers gently slid over the silky fabric, and murmured, "Dressed? Song You: What are you going to do? Going to the banquet set up by Mu Jinlin? ”
The more she thought about it, the more panicked she became, An Yu couldn't sit still, got up to open the door and said to Chunyun, who was guarding the door: "Call Lord Fang on the other side, I have some questions to ask him." ”
Chunyun responded, and didn't say anything else.
However, as soon as An Yu closed the door, Na Chunyun took two steps out of the door, and the other two palace people came to Chunyun: "Sister Chunyun, you said that this Song Shuren, when Lord Song Sisong was here before, he looked for Lord Song to talk in the house from time to time, and now there is a new decent and thoughtful Lord Fang here, and this has begun to call Lord Fang again, is this Song Shuren ......"
Chunyun listened, cleared his throat, stretched out his hand and touched the forehead of the palace man: "Say a few words, have you forgotten the disaster of Qiuyun?" ”
Being reminded like this, the two palace people immediately stopped.
Lan Xiang, who had been standing in front of the door, naturally heard it, but she only lowered her head and didn't dare to say anything, for fear of being involved in something again.
Na Chunyun went to the opposite side of the main hall, looked around, and didn't see Fang Hengwen's people, so he turned back, pushed the door and entered the house.
When Chunyun pushed the door in, An Yu was looking at the intricately embroidered clothes.
Seeing someone coming in, An Yu put her clothes back and looked up at Chunyun.
Chunyun Fushen: "Back to the lady, Lord Fang should have gone to the palace for consultation, and now he is not in the hospital." ”
Hearing that Fang Hengwen was not there, An Yu pursed her lips and put the red silk on top of her clothes: "Okay, then you can step down." ”
Chunyun responded, and couldn't help but look at An Yu and smiled: "The set of clothes on the lady's table is really beautiful, but it seems that the lady has never worn it." ”
An Yu was stunned for a moment, and she smiled: "You have a good memory, I really haven't worn much, and wearing five or six layers of clothes is very troublesome." ”
Chunyun didn't say anything more, turned around and was about to retreat from the house, but someone at the door laughed loudly: "You people, it's really ridiculous, I am Song Shuren's own sister, do I have to pass it on when I come to see the lady?" ”
The voice that spoke was none other than An Wan.
Hearing An Wan's voice, An Yu's hands on the wide sleeves clenched, raised her head and said to Chunyun: "Go and invite my fourth sister in." ”
Chunyun bowed, turned around and walked out, looking at An Wan standing in front of the door: "The lady said, let the slave invite you in." ”
An Wan ignored Chunyun and only staggered in.
An Yu in the room didn't even bother to sit up to greet her, just sat in the same place, quietly watching An Wan walk in.
An Wan gently shook the fan in her hand, and when she came in, a quiet aroma was also sent to An Yu.
This quiet fragrance is the incense on An Wan's body.
An Wanjing sat down and looked at An Yu with a smile: "Third sister, you and I haven't seen each other for a long time." ”
Listening to An Wan's words, An Yu smiled slightly, and sighed sideways: "It's not too long, for me, but I can see you every day." ”
After An Wan heard this, she laughed: "How do you say this?" ”
An Yu played with the silk and said lightly: "I and my fourth sister are fighting each other in the air, this time it is more lively than when we met, and the magic is more exciting than meeting." ”
An Wan covered her face with a fan and laughed coquettishly: "Third sister is so sure, those rumors are my ghost?" ”