I don't know when Chu Yan, who was hiding in the tree, snorted twice, and there was no ridicule from his theoretical colleagues, he looked at the house under the tree, and there was something surging in his eyes.

The sun was slanting in the west, and the glow was pervasive, with only the mottled shadows of the trees casting on the slightly gloomy face of the young man.

At this time, in another part of the Sheng family, in an elegantly decorated room, Kou Yanzhong stood by the window and watched the surging clouds.

Outside the house, there was the sound of steady footsteps, which came from far and near, and from time to time the subordinates could be heard shouting respectfully.

Head of house.

The door of the room was pushed open, and Sheng Jin walked into the room, not looking surprised by the man who appeared in the room, he found his desk and sat down, ignoring the ambiguous gaze cast by Kou Yanzhong.

"I didn't know that your vision had become as bad as my imperial brother."

Sheng Jin opened the account book sent today, as if he hadn't heard King Yu's ridicule, and his eyes were on the words on the volume.

"Don't think I'll let you go if you don't speak, we've known each other for so many years, and I've never seen you cherish your apprentice so much in the past."

The word apprentice in Kou Yanzhong's mouth was said slowly and softly, his eyes kept staring at the indifferent man in front of the table, and then took two steps closer, King Yu always acted coldly, but at this time, his handsome face showed a little bit of urgency.

"It's just a woman, if you said it earlier, why should this king bother with all this effort today, and send it directly to your bed, and save you from deliberately going to the hero to save the beauty."

But no matter what Kou Yanzhong said, Sheng Jin never said a word, and after a long time, he also felt bored.

He knew Sheng Jin, he used to be silent when he was reading with him, no matter what the women who loved him said or did, they were all sunk in the sea in him, and when Sheng Jin left Wujing, there was a girl who jumped into the river in front of him, but unfortunately this person didn't even look at it.

Now for this Song Huai'an......

"Forget it, I won't move her in the future, but you don't want to lose to my unsuccessful brother in the end......"

Kou Yanzhong chuckled and left in a chic manner, Sheng Jin looked up at the back of King Yu leaving, and finally closed the account book in his hand.

Song Huai'an......

Song Huai'an?

He knew very well in his heart that the reason why he went to stop it today was just because of the request of the late mother before leaving.

But he didn't know a little about it.

For example, the lantern that was brought back by his men and had been left on hold for a long time.

At this time, the daylight gradually faded, Sheng Jin's eyes were slightly lowered and looked at a certain place in the room, the vision of the room was dim, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, only a faint chuckle seemed to ripple.

Song Huai'an woke up at night, at this time there was no Kou Jingyu in the room, she breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and sat up, at this time her head was not as dizzy as before, but perhaps because she had slept for a long time, her body was a little weak now.

There was only one candle burning in the dark room, and Song Huaian suddenly frowned when he looked at the flickering fire and his own swaying shadow in the room.

What's going on, the mouth is so bitter.

Did she throw up?

Song Huai'an thought about getting out of bed and poured herself a glass of water, she hadn't had any plague since she was reincarnated, but she went to the West Chamber's Pavilion and drank two sips of wine, and all the troubles came, she had a headache and was tired and her limbs were weak.

Is.

Song Huaian held the teapot and pushed open the door, but was startled by the brightness outside the house.

"Looks like it's going to be nice tonight."

The sky is cloudless and the moon is empty.

She put the water in her mouth, raised her head, and prepared to breathe, at this time the moon in the sky was not perfect, but the moonlight was shining brightly, shining on the Xichuan River that she could not see at this time, shining on the green tiles on the roofs of thousands of houses in Ningzhou City, shining on the treetops sticking out of the courtyard and the boy who seemed to be napping on the branches.

Song Huai'an almost swallowed the water, but fortunately she hung her head in time and spit out the water in her mouth safely.

She lifted her sleeve and wiped the corners of her mouth.

"I said Chu Yan, you are also a confidant of His Royal Highness King Jing, so you are mixed up to the point of sleeping on the branches?"

The young man on the tree sat up when he heard this, he didn't expect to be discovered by Song Huai'an at all, but he didn't expect to be suddenly named, so he lowered his head and looked.

The woman under the tree took another sip of water, only to see her cheeks move, and then lowered her head and spit it out.

Chu Yan changed his posture, clasped his hands on his curled knees, and looked at Song Huai'an below with disgust.

"You-look at your current appearance, but you have a little bit of a girl's appearance, I really don't know what the master likes about you?"

Song Huai'an felt that the bitterness in her mouth was much lighter, and finally put down the teapot, she simply sat on the steps, holding her cheeks and looking at the sword-hugging boy on the tree.

"I'm also curious, what did you say before, did you frame me with a lot of red faces around your master, otherwise why would you be fascinated by your master without doing anything with my posture?"

"You-"

Chu Yan on the tree put down his hands.

"Me?"

Song Huai'an smiled and looked at the young man.

“…… I see you're not thin-skinned, girl? ”

Chu Yan said that staring at the woman under the tree, he thought that such a mockery would attract a burst of angry scolding, but he didn't want Song Huaian under the tree to laugh instead.

"It's thinner than you chasing me every day and calling Madame, right?"

Chu Yan looked down at the tree, the moonlight was clear tonight, and he could see the teasing look of the woman under the tree.

"The master's love, how many women in the world don't ask for it, but you don't care, is it because you're too stupid?"

Song Huai'an thought that she was a woman who ran three times in herself, how could she have so many spring hearts, all she cared about was the stable life at the moment.

"Chu Yan, it's better for you to think like this, if you are a descendant of this Sheng Mansion, and one day when the princess comes to say that she has taken a fancy to you and wants you to be a concubine, what will you do?"

Chu Yan hugged his knees and tilted his head to look at the silent mansion outside the courtyard wall, as if he was distracted, and after a long while, he finally turned around, but his eyes did not look at Song Huai'an, but at the treetops closest to him.

"I will immediately, immediately, immediately, kneel down and beg the princess to favor me a little more—"

After Chu Yan finished speaking, he supported the branches under his feet, turned over and crossed the wall.

Seeing that the chatting people were gone, Song Huaian stretched and returned to the house, put the teapot back on the table, Song Huaian blew out the candle flame, and sighed softly, but it was difficult for the child to say such a thing against his will.

She also understood what he meant, with an identity like her, with a character like King Jing showing her goodwill, what kind of shelf did she put up?

In fact, if Kou Jingyu came to find her one day, she said.

I want you to be my lackey!

A small character like Song Huaian can recognize it.

Generally speaking, it is good to enjoy the shade with her back against a big tree, and who she works for is not a part-time job, which can make the person who beat her unhappy, and she is willing to do it.

But the man with such a beautiful face had to call her a lady.

Song Huaian can guarantee that he will not love him for a year or two years, but he cannot guarantee that Kou Jingyu will love her for a year or two years.

People are not wood and stone, but they are all loved, and it is the color of the city-

How dare she?