Yes, the name Chu Shuolan was given by Emperor Beiyan and the deceased Empress Wenxian, and his name was a taboo in the Li Mansion.

The people of Youzhou City also knew that there was a sick man in Li Mansion, and they all thought that he was the son of Li Tiezhu and Wang Cuiqin, and Li Tiezhu also claimed to be a dog before.

And as soon as she came up, she said Chu Shuolan's surname, which had to arouse suspicion.

Song Yihuan was stunned, Chu Shuolan had a gentle smile, and at this moment she regretted it in her heart so much that her intestines were knotted.

It's that she's too careless, it's that she's too casual.

Why did you forget the black belly of the male protagonist, how did you forget the intelligence of this young man.

"Miss Song, the Li family will go to the Song family to hire in the near future, what do you want?"

“……”

Song Yihuan stared at the young man's pale face, and pursed his lips tightly when he heard his words so arbitrarily.

After a while, she was a little annoyed and said, "Chu Shuolan! Are you being too authoritarian? ”

Chu Shuolan's eyes curled up in a soft arc, the whole person looked kind and gentle, and the corners of his mouth were always smiling.

"Chu Shuolan?" He muttered to himself.

Looking at Song Yihuan in front of him, Chu Shuolan's eyes showed joy: "The girl even knows my full name, I don't know who told me?" ”

His eyebrows were slightly raised, and his light black eyes stared at Song Yihuan coldly.

Chu Shuolan is really more and more interested in the girl in front of him.

From the beginning of her calculations, when the matchmaker came to the door, he was very curious about what kind of girl she was, acting in a style that was not dragging her feet, so bold and decisive.

Now that the two have met for the first time, he can't help but be more interested in her when he listens to the other party's mouth calling his name.

He had a hunch that if the girl in front of him was always by his side, his few remaining years would definitely be more interesting.

Song Yihuan heard Chu Shuolan's inquiry, and her angry anger was instantly deflated.

She can't wait to slap herself and make her mouth owe!

As for Chu Shuolan's question, she couldn't tell the other party because she had read the book "Sheng Shimou", so she knew his name, and he just lived in a book.

It's unbelievable, and the other party might think she's a psychopath.

Song Yihuan's two eyebrows frowned slightly, looking at Chu Shuolan's face that had always been as calm as water, she gritted her teeth and said, "What do you want?" ”

"Ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

As soon as Chu Shuolan was about to speak, he couldn't help but cough again.

This time the cough was even worse than before, he pinched the handkerchief in his hand, slowly raised his head, the calm color on his face disappeared, and some only had a pale and painful look.

He raised his weak face and said weakly to Song Yihuan: "I will send a matchmaker to the door to hire her, and I hope that Miss Song will be married at home, if you have any requirements, just mention it." ”

Seeing him so weak, Song Yihuan's eyes showed a look of worry, but his face was indifferent.

The young man in front of her is not worthy of distress, she is counted, she feels sorry for such a black-bellied person for Mao.

And she also knows how majestic and noble the other party will be in the future.

"What if I don't say yes?" Song Yihuan narrowed his eyes and asked.

A hint of impatience flashed between Chu Shuolan's eyebrows, but his voice was as calm as before: "Miss Song, you might as well wait and see." ”

The warm afternoon sun shines on Chu Shuolan through the window, setting off his detached and indisputable appearance, and also giving people a kind of tranquility of years of precipitation.