The sunlight poured down from the window lattice, enveloping all the men sitting by the window in a very bright manner, and there was an unreal beauty to look at.

But in Yueniang's eyes, she looked like a demon crawling from hell, she glanced at Fu Yanshan in a panic, and decided to turn around and stumble towards the courtyard.

Fu Yanshan was not even interested in this woman's stupidity, he turned his face away indifferently, and Feng Qin's sword hidden in the shadows easily blocked Yueniang's way.

As soon as she looked at the bright sword body approaching in front of her, Yueniang controlled the screams that had surged up her throat, and her body trembled and slowly squatted down on the ground: "Please, general, don't kill the old slave." ”

Fu Yanshan waved his hand, let Feng Tan retreat, and said indifferently: "Then you can talk about it now." ”

Yueniang knelt on the ground, propped her hands on the ground and turned around, and kept kowtowing: "Please also ask the general to forgive me, the old slave really doesn't understand what the general is saying?" My girl is the seventh girl of the Song Hou Mansion, yes, but the girl of the Lin family, how can the old slave know? ”

Fu Yanshan sneered: "You don't think that I don't have any evidence in my hand, so I directly mentioned you for questioning." ”

After hearing this, Yueniang almost subconsciously asked: "Isn't it?" ”

In her cognition, if Fu Yanshan had evidence in her hands, why did she come to her to say these words, she already knew it, didn't she?

Fu Yanshan didn't hide it from her, and said bluntly: "I just want to confirm it again." ”

"But looking at your demeanor, I don't think I need to ask, after all, the answer is obvious." Fu Yanshan said lightly, "Song Yige is Lin Yingluo." ”

After speaking, Yueniang closed her eyes in despair, her whole body was cold, and her body was like a puddle of mud and suddenly slid on the cold ground, she lay there, crying and laughing and pounding the ground.

Fu Yanshan didn't have the patience to listen to her words, and said, "Who else knows about this except me, or who have you told about it?" ”

Yueniang shook her head, and her expression was faintly unclear now.

Fu Yanshan said again: "Since you don't say it, then I will say a name, and you can answer it." After that, he didn't look at Yueniang's reaction, so he read it directly, "Song Jinxiu." ”

Yueniang didn't react.

Fu Yanshan shook his head clearly, and said: "Song Hengbo, Song Yige ......" said a few names in a row, she only had a little reaction when she heard Song Yige's name, and he was a little clearer in his heart, and deliberately said a few more names to confuse her thoughts, waiting for Yueniang's expression to calm down, Fu Yanshan's eyebrows twisted, and her voice exploded like thunder on the ground, "Old Mrs. Song." ”

Yueniang trembled, her cloudy eyes finally had a strong fluctuation, and after her mouth squirmed a few times, she finally spoke: "No." ”

She was so frightened that her voice was hoarse.

Fu Yanshan smiled slightly, and he didn't know what he saw, and the corners of his eyes suddenly softened: "I understand." ”

As soon as these words fell, Feng Qin, who was guarding behind Yueniang to prevent her from escaping, also disappeared suddenly, even with the long sword that made her afraid, when Yueniang faced Fu Yanshan, she was already panicked, and now she felt that the breath of oppression behind her disappeared, she didn't care about the stiffness of her body, and turned her body very quickly, and when she didn't see him, she got up from the ground with her hands and feet, and her dexterity was not like the weak woman before.

Fu Yanshan didn't care about Yueniang, his eyes kept hiding behind the window sash, quietly staring at the figure that appeared in the corner of the courtyard, although his face had changed, his demeanor was still the person he was most familiar with.

His hand gripping the window lattice kept tightening, and at the same time, he desperately told himself in his heart that he couldn't scare her, and that this kind of thing was better in a cycle.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Song Yige saw a figure sitting behind the window sash.

She looked away in some panic, and after not knowing where to look, she lowered her eyes and looked at the path in front of her, only vaguely feeling that the courtyard here was somewhat familiar.

While thinking wildly, he followed the little girl up the stone steps, and before he could stand firmly, a strong wind rushed towards him.

Just as the man was about to pounce, the little guy in front of him had already grabbed the woman's collar: "Who are you who dare to run around in the general's study?" ”

The woman bowed her head, her hair was gray, and she looked extremely haggard: "Please...... Please spare your life. ”

The little guy squinted his eyes fiercely, they were all personally selected by Fu Yanshan, and some of them were brought back by him from the battlefield, to put it more colloquially, they were all crawling and rolling in the pile of dead people, and the fierce appearance on his body was naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

Just when the little maid was about to let someone drag her out, another slender white hand flashed in front of his eyes: "Why do I hear this person's voice so familiar, as if I have seen it there?" ”

As she spoke, Song Yige lifted her face.

Suddenly, an extremely familiar face crashed into a pair of surprised eyes without half a buffer: "Nurse? ”

Song Yige's voice is neither high nor low, in fact, there are not many emotional ups and downs, but there is surprise, she brushed away the little girl's hand and personally helped the nurse up: "Why are you here?" ”

The nurse reached out and pulled off the hair on her sideburns at once, covering her face, and at the same time couldn't make out half a sentence.

Song Yige didn't ask, but raised his head and looked straight at the study with the door open.

It's quiet and unpopular.

Song Yige handed the nurse into the hands of Lu Zhu: "You help the nurse down to rest first, and I'll go to see General Fu." ”

"Yes." Green beads answered.

When she entered, Fu Yanshan had already taken his gaze back and landed on the letter in front of her.

Seeing her, Fu Yanshan only lightly reloaded the letter in front of him, and then put it in the stack of letters at hand: "Why are you here today?" ”

Song Yige put the pastries made for Fu Yanshan in her hand in the corner of the bookcase, she knew some of Fu Yanshan's little habits, but now there was no one else in the study except them, and there was nothing to put food boxes on the table in front of her.

Sometimes, she is really similar to Shen Tan and Fu Yanshan.

Originally, when he was in the Qin Palace, Shen Tan's study also knew that there was a table, and there was nothing left except for the bookshelf, which was clean and simple.

Song Yige opened the food box, and the fragrance of the pastry came to his face: "Naturally, I came to thank you." As she spoke, she brought out the pastries made by the green beads one by one, "Now that the Hou Mansion is in decline, where can it be compared to the general who is deeply favored by His Majesty, and there is nothing in the mansion that can enter the eyes of the general, so I took the initiative to let a few girls in my room make you some food, and I should be a thank you gift." ”

Fu Yanshan doesn't like sweets very much, and the only thing he can eat is the begonia crisp made by Lin Yingluo, the reason is simply because she can only make this, and he can't eat much of the rest of the people.

So when he saw the circle of pastries occupying his table, he didn't have any appetite, but said coldly: "I don't like sweets." ”

"Don't like it?" Song Yige didn't expect that the things she had carefully prepared would be disliked so bluntly, her eyebrows suddenly twisted, "No, I heard Luzhu say, your favorite is these, when you were in Lin'an, the sweets you ate daily were all these." ”

Fu Yanshan's expression did not change: "Is it difficult to allow my taste to change?" ”

Song Yige shook his head: "No." ”

Fu Yanshan looked at her breath-holding appearance, and deliberately had a little teasing thoughts, so he said, "If you really have a heart, why don't you make a sweet tooth that I like?" ”

"Don't you like it?" Song Yige subconsciously pushed back.

"Not exactly, I still eat some once in a while." Fu Yanshan said leisurely, "For example, begonia crisp, I like it a lot." ”

As soon as these three words came out, Song Yige's brows were about to wrinkle, for some reason, the more Fu Yanshan said just now, the more Song Yige thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he felt that this person seemed to be deliberate.

But even if it was deliberate, Song Yige couldn't understand the reason why he did this, it didn't mean anything to him.

Song Yige suppressed all his thoughts and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll let them make it for you when I go back in a while." ”

"Since you want to thank me, you want to do it yourself, it should be more significant." Fu Yanshan blocked all her next words in one sentence.

Look at what he understands like he is sure that he will do this thing, but since she became Song Yige, she has never been in the kitchen, how can he ......

Song Yige's thoughts were surging here, but the man was still calm and light, looking at her for a long time.

Halfway through, Song Yige held back three words: "I won't." ”

"Then learn." Fu Yanshan smiled slightly, "Anyway, Miss Song Qi is so smart and studious, she can learn it very quickly, how about three days?" ”

Hearing Fu Yanshan's words, Song Yige was completely relieved at this time, and she nodded indiscriminately and agreed: "Three days is enough, then please ask the general to wait for another three days." ”

After that, Song Yige reached out and wanted to take the sweets on the bookcase back into the food box, but was blocked by Fu Yanshan, Song Yige raised his eyes to look at him, and hid his impatience alive; "I wonder what else the general is going on?"

"These." Fu Yanshan gestured with his eyes, "Didn't you give it to me?" ”

Song Yige said: "Isn't the general not fond of sweets? ”

"Well, stay." Fu Yanshan was still cold and indifferent, but his tone was indescribably strong, Song Yige listened to it in his ears, and after thinking about it, he finally removed his hand from those sweets and stood in front of the bookcase in a proper manner.

Fu Yanshan couldn't stop laughing in his heart, but his face was very good: "Is there anything else?" ”

Song Yige smiled: "Naturally, there is, I want to ask the general, why is my nurse in your house?" ”

"I met by chance, and when I saw a familiar eye, I saved it." Fu Yanshan replied coldly, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Yige, and his appearance seemed to be asking if she had anything else.