Yesan left without making a sound.

What echoed in Song Yige's ears was only the empty wine jar rolling on the table.

She leaned over and straightened the fallen jars one by one. The man hugged the jar and changed his position, his face completely attached to the jar.

Song Yige is not very good at drinking, and when he saw that people were drunk, he didn't touch the wine again, but sat back and hugged the hand stove, drank tea to warm his stomach, and waited for Ye San to bring people over.

It was a little warm in the room, and after waiting for a while, Song Yige felt drowsy.

She simply got up and prepared to go outside, but as soon as she pushed the door open from the inside, she collided with a figure.

Song Yige covered his nose that had been hit in pain, and when he raised his eyes in panic, he saw a handsome young man who took a few steps back with a shy face, and his back was against the cold wall: "It was Song Houye." ”

Song Yige was stunned for a moment, and then his eyebrows stretched: "It turned out to be Master Zhang." ”

"Lord Zhang is Xiu Mu today?"

Zhang Xun nodded: "Yes, but Marquis Song is not in good health, why did he still run to such a remote and desolate place?" ”

Song Yige said with a smile: "I heard that the wine here is the most stomach-nourishing, so I came to taste it." ”

Zhang Xun shook his head helplessly: "How can there be any wine that can nourish the stomach, Song Houye still don't believe such nonsense, you are not in good health now, don't touch this thing." ”

This is what Song Yige pulled out blindly, and when he saw this, he immediately went down the steps: "Song has been taught, and he will definitely not be so reckless in the future." ”

As she spoke, she wanted to push the door behind her shut, but she was still seen by Zhang Xun's sharp eyes.

He stared at it for a moment before speaking out, "Isn't that His Highness Eleven?" ”

Song Yige glanced at Zhang Xun's face several times in surprise, as if he couldn't believe that he could recognize Shen Zhou just by relying on his back.

Zhang Xun spoke again: "What are you doing here with His Highness Eleven?" ”

Song Yige tried his best to maintain the smile on his face, and said to him: "His Highness Eleventh said that there is wine here to warm his stomach, and he will trick me, who knows that I have just arrived, and His Highness Eleventh is drunk, and this wine may not be able to be drunk today." ”

The corners of Zhang Xun's mouth moved slightly, and he didn't ask the bottom of it, but only said: "That's how it is." Then he gave her his leave.

Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, Ye San rushed over with Fu Yanshan.

When they came, Song Yige was covering the door and standing in the corridor.

The corridor was silent, only the cold permeated everywhere.

Her cheeks were blown white, the hand stove in her hand had cooled, and her whole body trembled slightly.

Fu Yanshan saw it around the corner, so he immediately took a few steps and ran to Song Yige's side, he wrung his eyebrows and looked at her: "Why are you standing here?" ”

Song Yige lowered his head slightly: "The smell of wine in it is too big, I can't get used to smelling it, so I came out." ”

With that, she turned and pushed the hidden door open.

The wine jar on the table fell to the ground at some point, and spread out around him, but the wine jar was not broken, but the unfinished wine inside flowed out, and the water stained the ground.

It's also a smoky drink.

Ye San pulled Song Yige back a few steps and stayed away from this side room. Fu Yanshan was left alone at the door of the wing, neither advancing nor retreating.

Speaking of which, he actually has some cleanliness habits with him, where can he bear to go in and carry a drunk one back home.

Even his own brother is no exception.

He endured his disgust and half-tilted his head: "Feng Qin." ”

A figure suddenly came down from the top of the beam and arched his hand at Fu Yanshan: "Master." ”

"Get in." Fu Yanshan smelled the monstrous smell of wine, and he didn't even want to say anything superfluous, "Take people back." ”

Feng Qin deserves to be very fast.

Of course, he walked in and put the person directly on his shoulder, opened the window and jumped down, which was also very fast.

Song Yige glanced at the window worriedly: "It's okay to be on such a high ground." ”

Fu Yanshan retreated and shook his head lightly at Song Yige: "It's okay, but this place is really ...... The stench is terrible, let's change the place where we speak. ”

She looked inside, and felt that the man was very reasonable, and after answering, she followed in his footsteps and walked out of the restaurant.

Song Yige didn't know where this person was going, so he could only follow.

After the two of them walked for a long time, he turned half sideways and said with concern: "Have you ever eaten?" ”

Song Yige shook his head: "No." ”

The man's voice responded a little tactfully, and was about to say something, when he took her to dinner, a person came in front of him, and after the horse stopped in front of Song Yige, the man's clear laughter suddenly sounded.

"Master Hou, tell me, are you related to this king?"

Fu Yanshan raised his eyes, and a familiar silhouette, as if accompanied by the flying snow in the sky, suddenly came into the pupils of his eyes.

Shen Heng, King Yu.

That's what he once thought he was - a good brother.

His eyebrows were calm, and he secretly reached out and grabbed Song Yige's sleeve, as if he wanted to push her back, or hide her behind him, when the man's eyes rolled, he found Fu Yanshan standing beside Song Yige.

Shen Heng smiled and rolled over from the horse, arching his hand and laughing: "Isn't this General Fu?" ”

Shen Heng continued, "If it's freezing today, General Fu and Song Houye are so good? Are you going to eat or drink? ”

Song Yige didn't notice Fu Yanshan's abnormality, and replied honestly: "Dinner." ”

Shen Heng was not embarrassed, he was very cheeky and sticky, and smiled with Song Yige: "What a coincidence, this king is also planning to eat?" I wonder if Marquis Song and General Fu will bring this king together? ”

"The prince laughed." Fu Yanshan let go of Song Yige's sleeves and saluted Shen Heng in a decent manner, "You are the prince, Weichen and Song Houye dare not eat at the same table with the prince." ”

Shen Hengda smiled: "I didn't expect General Fu to be such a rough man." ”

Fu Yanshan said: "It's not exquisite, but it's a courtesy." ”

"That is ......" Shen Heng smiled and said very seriously, "Then the king can go with the Marquis of Song, as for General Fu......"

Fu Yanshan looked at Song Yige, who was still a little foggy standing beside him, spoke very quickly, and took Shen Heng's words: "The prince is laughing again, the minister doesn't dare to dislike the prince." If you can dine with the prince, it is the honor of the minister. ”

Shen Heng nodded thoughtfully: "Wouldn't that be too reluctant General Fu?" ”

Fu Yanshan said: "How come? It's right that the prince has been wronged. ”

Shen Heng looked at him with a smile in his eyebrows, feeling that this person didn't seem to be as uncontrollable as his subordinates said, at least he had weaknesses - he thought about it, so he walked around Song Yige's body.

Burst into laughter.

He thought about it a lot, and even prepared several Yangzhou thin horses for him, but he never pretended, it was like this!

Shen Heng thought, lowering his eyes to hide all the thoughts in his eyes.

Song Yige, who was standing on the side, even if he was sluggish, could distinguish the dark tide surging between Shen Heng and Fu Yanshan.

Shen Heng put away his usual hippie smile: "Please." ”

In fact, dealing with Shen Heng is a very tiring thing.

Shen Heng was not as harmless as he appeared, but more unpredictable than the two princes and Liang Wang.

After Fu Yanshan finished negotiating with Shen Heng, when he returned home with Song Yige, it was already sunset.

The dim yellow halo dyed the clouds on the horizon in large areas, and Jinling was dying.

"You have dealt with Shen Heng before?" He asked, half-rolling the curtain.

The halo of dusk hit half of her side face, and her long eyelashes fluttered, trembling, looking a little pitiful: "I saw it once before." ”

Fu Yanshan was not satisfied with the simplicity of her answer, so he asked again, "What did you do?" ”

"Drink." Song Yige replied very sincerely, and even without waiting for Fu Yanshan to ask the next sentence, he said again, "We went to Hualou to drink, King Yu is a dissolute person, and he loves beauty and ......" Before the words were finished, Fu Yanshan had already turned his head, and the chill in his eyes was bursting, almost piercing the mask on her face.

Song Yige blinked, and immediately his voice became smaller: "I'm a man, it's normal to go to Hualou." ”

Now they are still walking in the street, and there are some unaware subordinates around, even if they are angry, Fu Yanshan has to press it at this moment, his eyes are cold and he glanced at Song Yige again, he directly shook the curtain, beat the horse and went to the front to lead the way.

Although Song Yige hid quickly, the curtain stained with some ice slag was still next to her face.

Although there was nothing warm in the carriage, it was definitely warm and a little drowsy, but it was swept away by the curtain stained with ice slag, which immediately made her feel cold to the bone, and everything was awake in an instant.

She rubbed her cold face, and she didn't quite understand why Fu Yanshan was so good and angry?

Although Song Yige was very puzzled, this was not the place to ask about this matter, so he kept it in his heart.

The carriage arrived at the Hou Mansion very quickly.

The door was opened from the outside, and the light poured in, and with it was a chill to the bone.

She gathered the hand stove, which was already not very warm, and was about to bend down to go out, when a graceful figure entered her eyes one step ahead of the lantern at the corner of the eaves.

The eyes are facing each other.

When Song Yige was hesitating whether to go out, the graceful voice rushed over first: "Cousin." ”

This cousin's call was a thousand turns, and it also led Fu Yanshan, who was already in front.

He walked over with a calm face and looked impatiently at the woman standing next to the carriage: "Who is this?" ”

Song Yige pinched his throat and pretended to be hoarse: "Song's cousin." ”

Fu Yanshan's brows furrowed suddenly, he still had a lot of things to say to her, but he didn't want a cousin to appear at this moment to stir up the situation, and he was about to open his mouth to order his subordinates to send people back. The girl's movements were one step faster than his, and she directly rushed over and pulled Song Yige's sleeve, she looked up at her with tears in her eyes.

Her neck was slender, and she looked up at her, as if the next moment the howling wind could easily break her neck.