Song Yige was stunned by this question.

When she first woke up, it happened to be the day when her father and brother were beheaded, and she was secretly looking for someone to collect her father's and brother's bones, but as for herself, she didn't care much.

But then I heard that someone had already collected her bones, but where she needed to pay attention.

Seeing that Song Yige's face was a little embarrassed, An Le raised his eyes, and immediately smiled and tightened her hand again: "I know it's really inappropriate for me to ask this here, so I don't ask." ”

"Yige, don't be angry." She coquettishly spoiled her.

This little daughter's posture made Ling Chu behind her look straight, and at the same time she was a little surprised.

The time he has been in contact with An Le is not short, she has always been a person who does not stop until she reaches her goal, and now she has not asked where Lin Yingluo is buried, how can she expose this topic so easily.

Unless there is something else hidden in this matter.

Ling Chu's eyes swept over the two of them, and then he walked to Ling Qing's side: "Where are you going now?" ”

"Go home." Ling Qing replied honestly, "If it's late today, we plan to go back to the house for dinner." ”

An Le smiled: "We finally met, so it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, why don't we eat outside today, it just so happens that I have been thinking about the dishes of Tianxianglou for a long time." ”

"Yige, you see we haven't seen each other for a long time, why don't you fulfill my wish today?" An Le just didn't hang the whole person on her.

Song Yige looked sideways and found that Ling Qing was also staring at her with a pitiful look, and it seemed that she really wanted to stay with her, the future sister-in-law, for a while.

Her silence made An Le happy, and then wrapped her arms around her and began to be coquettish.

And among them, roughly apart from her, the most silent is Ling Chu.

It's not that she hasn't seen her old friend for a long time, and she doesn't feel half excited, but she knows An Le.

Previously, she asked where Yingluo's bones were buried, but she didn't give an answer, if she was afraid that it would not be so easy to give up in the past, but now she is an understatement, and she is given a step down, which really makes her suspicious.

Song Yige's distraction immediately attracted An Le's dissatisfaction.

She brought her whole person close to her, and the rich incense suddenly overflowed from the slightly open neckline of her clothes and permeated the tip of her nose: "Yige, what are you thinking?" ”

Song Yige has never liked too strong incense, so when An Le got closer, she subconsciously leaned back, a little away from her, frowning between her eyebrows, no dissatisfaction, still plain.

An Le was like a successful little fox, giggling with the corners of his mouth bent, provoking Ling Chu, who was walking in front, to look back frequently.

He has known An Le for a long time, but he has never heard that An Le is familiar with Song Yige.

The four of them entered the restaurant where An Le wanted to go together.

The so-called rule of eating and sleeping is not very applicable here.

A meal for several people is very lively.

An Le is not like them, a girl who grew up trapped in the deep boudoir, but urinated and traveled all over the mountains and rivers with her father and brother.

The so-called reading 10,000 books is better than traveling 10,000 miles, which is not unreasonable.

When we waited for the last dinner and went out of the restaurant together, it was already dark.

Ling Chu's original intention was to send her and Ling Qing back to Huaiyang Houfu first, and then send An Le back, who knew that as soon as she arrived at Huaiyang Houfu, An Le jumped down with Song Yige and hugged Song Yige tightly, looking like no one wanted to separate them.

It can be seen that Ling Chu is angry and funny.

There was even a moment when Ling Chu felt that he and Song Yige were probably born to make a mistake.

This man was born to deny him.

The night breeze blows by.

The girl is graceful, delicate and bright.

Ling Chu lowered his hand, and his fingertips seemed to still have the temperature on An Le's body before.

She stood under the corner of the eaves and beckoned to him with great interest: "How about you come to pick me up tomorrow?" ”

Ling Chu's face, which was still tense, softened a little when he heard this, and then responded, "Okay." ”

The lights are staggered.

After entering the house, Song Yige wanted to pick out a bright and spacious courtyard for her, so that she could live more comfortably, but who knew that she was like relying on her, ignoring her cold face, and followed her back to Huixue Courtyard step by step.

Ling Qing's eyes swept over An Le worriedly, and finally landed on Song Yige, who was standing in front of the threshold.

"Huixue Courtyard is also big enough, if the county lord doesn't dislike it, then Yige will naturally be unwanted."

An Le smiled and bent his eyes: "I haven't seen you for a long time, and now I just want to be intimate, how can I dislike you." ”

Ling Qing stood aside and wrinkled her eyebrows.

I don't know if it's her delusion, she always feels that An Le has a little resentment towards Yi Ge, and Yi Ge is also guarding against An Le, and what they just said, she also feels that it is full of anger.

But sometimes, she felt that the two were very familiar.

Just like when she was dining before, An Le smiled with a mouth, and all the dishes she ordered were Song Yige's usual favorite food, and she didn't even have a chance to play.

"Little sister-in-law." Song Yige smiled lightly, "It's not early, you can go back to the courtyard first, my brother should still be waiting for you." ”

Ling Qing's gaze had been hovering over An Le's body all the time, and he said tentatively: "Yige, or ......"

"It's sunny! It's not early, so go and rest, I still want to catch up with songs. An Le naturally understood what Ling Qing wanted to say, so the moment she spoke, she took the lead and blocked the rest of Ling Qing's words.

After finishing speaking, she smiled sweetly at Ling Qing again, but her subordinates were not so polite, and directly pulled Song Yige's wrist, and simply entered the courtyard.

Ling Qing stood outside and watched, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, for some reason she always felt that something was going to happen to these two people.

Incense curls up from the corners and circles the beams.

The last drop of water in the teapot falls into the teapot and splashes a ripple on the surface of the water.

Song Yige withdrew his hand and put the teapot back on the small table: "County Lord, it's late at night, and you have drunk this tea, why don't you go and rest." ”

"It's pretty early tonight." An Le smiled and supported his chin with his hand, and turned his head to look at the vast night outside the courtyard.

The lonely moon is in the sky, and there is not a single star twinkling in it.

"In that case, then I'll go and refill another cup of tea for the county lord." As soon as Song Yige's hand was next to the teapot, he was quickly pressed by An Le. Song Yige raised his eyes in confusion to look, only to see a deep smile on An Le's face.

"Don't worry." She smiled, "I haven't drunk this cup of tea yet, you and I haven't seen each other for a long time, don't you want to talk to me?" ”

Song Yige's beautiful eyes turned, and the autumn waves flowed: "I haven't congratulated the county lord yet, and I have found a good match." ”

"Speaking of which, I have heard a rumor."

"County Lord, please speak."

An Le smiled and blinked: "I heard that Shi Yan once came to the Song Mansion to propose marriage?" ”

"The world is just a lie, and the county lord should be regarded as a joke."

"Actually, you don't have to be so evasive, I should thank you in the end, thank you for being my beauty." An Le's eyes narrowed with laughter, "However, I look at your little sister-in-law, I'm afraid she is younger than you, right?" ”

Song Yige couldn't figure out what she meant, so he said vaguely: "In the same year, it's just that the month is younger than mine." ”

"That's the case, but doesn't it mean that a woman is fifteen and only talks about marriage? Why did your sister-in-law marry so early? An Le asked again.

"It stands to reason that a woman can start to discuss marriage at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and wait for the marriage to be married, but it is not without exceptions, women marry at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and the world also abounds, not to mention the major marriage events, our elders decide, and those of us who are juniors are obedient."

"I see." An Le had a teachable look on his face, "Speaking of which, Yingluo got married back then, and it seems that she didn't get married." ”

Song Yige narrowed his eyes: "The county lord's memory is good. ”

"That's it." An Le raised his eyebrows proudly, "I remember everything related to Yingluo, and I remember it clearly." ”

"Yige, you know what I mean."

Song Yige said: "The relationship between the county lord and Princess Qin is admirable. ”

Listening to Song Yige talking about him all the time, he just refused to talk to her to the point, and An Le suddenly lost the mood to joke with her. Her eyebrows, which were still smiling, suddenly became cold.

Song Yige looked at her quietly and didn't speak.

So when Liangyu entered the house, he was instantly shocked by this atmosphere, and he didn't dare to say much, so he hurriedly put down the supper, and then quickly turned around and slipped out.

Little by little, the aroma of the food overflows.

Song Yige moved his somewhat stiff body, breaking the dullness of the room: "Let's eat something first." ”

"You've always been so heartless." coldly, An Le, who was sitting opposite Song Yige, came out with such a sentence.

Holding the hand of the chopsticks for a moment, Song Yige immediately put it down carelessly, and said with a smile: "Xu is the county lord has any misunderstanding about me." ”

"There has never been a misunderstanding between me and you." The originally peaceful voice suddenly changed to a sharp one, "Yingluo." ”

Song Yige raised his eyes to look, and saw the little girl who had always loved beauty, her face was hideous, but there was a puddle of water in her eyes, and she tried her best to control it and not let them fall.

She sighed, looked around and couldn't find a handkerchief, so she leaned over and used her sleeve as a handkerchief.

After slowly wiping away the tears from her face, she sat back: "What are you crying about?" ”

"Why can't you cry?" She asked with an aggrieved face, "You're not going to ask me anymore, aren't you allowed me to cry?" ”

Hearing this, Song Yige also intended to lead her to another topic, so he laughed and said: "It doesn't matter how I am, it's okay if your sweetheart doesn't want you." ”

"Lin Yingluo." An Le glared at her, seeing her smiling slightly, she was stunned for a moment, and asked with a little apprehension in her voice, "Don't you want to know, how did I recognize you?" ”

Song Yige never expected that An Le would ask such a question, she suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and said with a smile: "Isn't it because you are too familiar with me, so you recognize it at a glance?" ”

No.

Of course not.