After Feng Qin stood still, she walked around her with some suspicions, and always felt that Song Yige had become strange after seeing the master. In particular, the gaze that looked at them was a little unnatural, as if it was trying to hide something.

His heart sank and he asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Song Yige shrank his hand into his sleeve and said with a smile: "I have little strength, I can't hold General Fu, and I have to trouble Lord Feng Qin." ”

"The girl is really polite, just call her subordinates Feng Qin."

As Feng Qin spoke, he had already stepped forward to help Fu Yanshan lie back down, and when he stepped forward, he also deliberately looked at his face, and saw that there was no trace of movement, and his heart was relieved. He stood up again and said to her: "Now that the master has not woken up, I have to trouble the girl to accompany the master more, if the master knows, he will be very happy." ”

Song Yige nodded in response, and when Feng Qin was about to say goodbye and leave, a wind came from behind him, and then a somewhat choking scent came from the side.

Before she looked back, she thought it was a girl from a family who ran in, but when she turned around and took a closer look, she saw Shen Zhouzheng standing there in court clothes, disheveled, and there were obvious fat pink marks on his face.

Song Yige involuntarily took a step back and moved away from him. But looking at him, it was something that he couldn't understand before, but now this context is becoming clearer, for example, Fu Yanshan didn't stay in Jinling for a long time, how could he have such a good relationship with Shenzhou, if you want to say that there is nothing boring, she doesn't believe it.

But if Fu Yanshan is Shen Tan?

That makes sense.

In this world, who doesn't know that the most nervous thing in Shenzhou is his seventh brother.

Shen Zhou didn't expect Song Yige to stay here, seeing this person, Shen Zhou immediately narrowed his eyes dangerously, and asked unceremoniously: "Why are you here?" ”

Feng Qin's body was a little stiff and turned around between the two, not quite understanding how these two could not deal with each other.

"Your Highness Eleven." After Song Yige leaned over and saluted, he meekly stepped aside and did not answer Shen Zhou's words.

For Shen Zhou's dislike, she could guess one or two, one was because she was injured to Fu Yanshan, and the other was because she was too close to Ling Yue some time ago, and this lord ate it.

Seeing that Song Yige was not bored with himself, and he didn't bother to worry about a little girl who had not yet reached the end of his life, he stepped forward a few steps, and firmly occupied the position next to Fu Yanshan's bed, and sat down worriedly: "Brother...... Why hasn't Fu Zibian woken up yet? Have you found a doctor? Do you want me to go and have a doctor? ”

A series of words were thrown out like cannons, not giving Feng Qin the slightest space to answer.

Seeing him like this, it reminded Song Yige of Shen Tan's evaluation of him before, and his temperament was a little impatient. At first, she didn't think it was true, but now that she looked, she felt that it was.

After asking, Shen Zhou turned his head and saw Song Yige again, and immediately frowned impatiently: "Why is Miss Song Qi still here?" ”

The implication is that they are planning to evict customers.

Feng Qin glanced at her in embarrassment, and when she was about to help her say a few words, Song Yige was quite knowledgeable, and after saluting Shenzhou, he walked out of the house with kindness.

Shen Zhou snorted lightly: "Look at her like that, how can she look like a half-brother in her heart!" ”

"Even if he doesn't, the master hopes that the first thing he sees when he wakes up is the Seventh Maiden, not Your Highness." Feng Qin said with a expressionless face.

Shen Zhou moved the corners of his mouth angrily, but in the end, he could only turn into a cold snort.

When he went out from the warm and spring-like house, Song Yige found that it was raining outside.

The rain was not heavy, but it could be seen that the dense drizzle was constantly falling.

As soon as the night held up an umbrella, he stood under the stone steps.

The light was dim, reflected between the man's cold eyebrows.

Song Yige gathered the big coat on his body and walked towards Yeyi, because he was afraid that she would be drenched in the rain, when Song Yige came, he took a few steps and made a step, took the lead in passing, and held the umbrella on top of her head: "If the girl comes here, at least she should talk to her subordinates." ”

"I thought it was close, and I didn't think it was necessary." Song Yige smiled, "Let's go." ”

Because she has woken up now, if she stays in the Fu Mansion, it will not be a problem, so three days after she woke up, Song Yimo personally came to the door to pick up Song Yige.

It's still the middle of the year, and the market is a bit lively, and the sound of firecrackers can still be heard in some places.

Song Yimo sat in the carriage with her, and when she saw her reluctantly taking her eyes off the market, he handed her a cup of hot tea: "What? Reluctant? ”

The elder brother laughed. Song Yige responded with a smile, and then looked down at the tea cup in his hand.

The tea cup is a small one, holding it in the palm of the hand looks more small and delicate, the blue waves are slightly rippling, and the tea is warm.

Song Yimo said: "I'm joking here, just thinking that you and that General Fu are also people with a marriage contract, if it weren't for the sudden death of your father and grandmother, you should talk about marriage with him now." Sister, do you want to marry? ”

Feeling that the meaning in Song Yimo's words was not quite right, Song Yige drank the tea in his hand in one gulp, and then said: "Brother, what do you mean?" ”

"These days, with my grandfather walking around, I can see a lot of the market, and I can also speculate a little bit about the thoughts of the superiors." Song Yimo said, looking at her very seriously, "If you have such a good impression of General Fu, then I, as a brother, will never ask others to take away your marriage even if I work hard, but if you don't want to marry, then we will take this opportunity to make the relationship clear with General Fu." ”

"Brother means, General Fu has fallen into the eyes of nobles?" Song Yige said curiously.

Song Yimo bowed his head: "Well, you also know that General Fu has been in the limelight recently, and the degree of favor in front of His Majesty is almost surpassing that of Xie Xiaohou Ye, who can be regarded as a hot celebrity in the court now, and His Majesty seems to be interested in finding him as a son-in-law." ”

"You know, the horse or the general, who has more valuable status."

There is no doubt who has a more valuable identity, but if Fu Yanshan is really Shen Tan, wouldn't it be chaotic and incestine?

Song Yige's face was not very good-looking.

"Sister, have you thought about it?" Song Yimo asked again.

Song Yige said: "Don't worry, brother, I want to verify one thing first." ”

What is verified?

Song Yimo didn't ask.

Song Yige didn't say anything.

Just let the days pass day by day, seeing that the Lantern Festival is approaching, Fu Yanshan also woke up for several days. Finally, on a sunny morning, the palace announced the decree and summoned Fu Yanshan into the palace.

The Imperial Study.

When Emperor Shen Xing looked at the young general kneeling in the center of the study, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.

This satisfaction, I also feel that my heart is smooth, and after my heart is smooth, I will naturally be happy; "Come on, give Fu Aiqing a seat."

It's not that Fu Yanshan hasn't heard of those rumors underneath, but he has never taken them seriously, but when he saw this old man's appearance today, he felt a little uneasy in his heart. There are not many princesses in the palace who are still waiting for the word boudoir, only one or two, one is not yet at the age of marriage, the other is arrogant, and no son in Jinling City dares to marry.

But his father, the emperor, loved the master's arrogant and domineering temperament very much, saying that she was very much like when she was young.

As soon as Fu Yanshan sat up, his buttocks were not covered yet, when he heard Shen Xing's voice coming from above with a smile: "Fu Aiqing has reached the age of a weak crown now." ”

He suddenly sighed in his heart, even though he had some fire in his heart, he still got up and replied: "Back to Your Majesty, the minister is already twenty-three this year." ”

"Three out of twenty, that's not too small." Shen Xing smiled more and more happily, "I heard that Fu Aiqing has never married a wife?" ”

Fu Yanshan had already made up his mind in his heart, his eyes drifted over the untimely landscape screen, and there was a faint and slender shadow behind him, he lowered his eyes and continued to say: "Back to Your Majesty, although the minister has not married a wife yet, he has a marriage contract. ”

As soon as he said this, Shen Xing's face was not very good-looking, but he still restrained his cold face and asked, "I don't know which girl it is, she is so blessed." ”

"Chen's fiancée is the sister of Huaiyang Hou, and the minister and Miss Song have made a marriage contract since childhood, but the old marquis died in battle, and Miss Song wants to keep filial piety for her father, so the marriage has been delayed." Fu Yanshan emphasized the word "death in battle", which was to remind Shen Xing that the father of the girl died on the battlefield for your country, and now if he brutally took the marriage contract for his own selfish desires, wouldn't it chill the hearts of thousands of soldiers.

As soon as these words came out, there was still some effect in the end, and Shen Xing originally had some impatient heart, so he settled down in an instant.

He is indeed not very easy to meddle in this marriage.

But if he wanted to give up people, Shen Xing felt unwilling, so he asked in a different way: "Then Aiqing is happy with this Song girl?" ”

"She is the minister's unmarried wife, and in the future, she can only be the wife of the minister's media."

This sentence immediately dispelled Shen Xing's thoughts, and he turned his head uncomfortably to look at the screen, and reached out and rubbed it with a headache: "I didn't see that Fu Aiqing is still an infatuated species." ”

"The way you look reminds me of my seventh child." Shen Xing's eyes showed a bit of nostalgia, "If their husband and wife had never died, they would probably be children around their knees now." ”

"Well, you can step back first."

Fu Yanshan got up like a stream: "King Qin has been dead for a long time, please also ask Your Majesty to mourn." ”

After coming out of the palace, Fu Yanshan never returned to the house, and went directly to Huaiyang Houfu.

Now he has fooled the past, but it is difficult to guarantee whether this suspicious majesty will shoot back in the future and give him a prelude to the first chop. He felt it was very necessary for him to go and settle their marriage now.

Although it is said that the father died, the children should be filial piety for three years, but this rule is dead, people are alive, after marrying people first, it is not impossible to keep filial piety for the old marquis.