Ling Chu entered the house, and was the first to see Song Yige leaning on the big pillow with cold eyebrows, he smiled and walked a few steps forward, and when he reached her, he leaned down and tried to be at eye level with her: "Today is your brother's happy day, it's not good for you to hide here alone and enjoy leisure, there are so many women in the front yard, you are not ready to care?" ”

"Ge'er, this doesn't quite look like your style."

Song Yige saw Ling Chu at this time, but she didn't have the previous coldness, she waved her hand at Lu Zhu weakly: "Lu Zhu, you go out first, I have something to tell my cousin." ”

Lu Zhu puffed out her cheeks, and after she glanced at Ling Chu, she responded aggrievedly and left.

Ling Chu was also not polite to Song Yige, so he sat down directly on the edge of her bed: "What? Mysterious and mysterious? Green beads are your personal girl? What is it that she can't even hear, but I can? Or are you no longer treating me as an outsider? ”

For Ling Chu's cheeky self-inflicted affection, all Song Yige could do was to ignore it as much as possible, she lowered her head and took a sip of tea to suppress her shock, and then said to him: "That girl in Luzhu can't control her temperament, she knows that she is only afraid of bad things, and now we are also in-laws, of course we are not outsiders." ”

"You use people, but you don't know what politeness is." Ling Chu smiled, "Say, what's the matter?" ”

Song Yige's eyes rolled, and he said, "Don't you feel that something is missing at today's wedding banquet?" ”

A person who can win the championship in the autumn swoop, where can his brain be stupid, hearing Song Yige's suggestion, Ling Chu immediately grasped the key point, his bewitching eyebrows twisted, and said: "What are you talking about, Hou Ye?" ”

Song Yige nodded.

"Today's wedding is Yimo's wedding, as the only concubine of Hou Ye, Hou Ye has no reason to miss his marriage, it can only be...... He can't come. Ling Chu said tentatively.

Song Yige bowed his head again, but this time it was as cold as ice.

Ling Chu instantly gasped: "But just now I heard that the subordinates said that Fu Zibian was back, and they were going together, and it made no sense to say that an outsider had arrived, but he didn't see the master return for a long time." ”

"What do you mean...... Something happened to Master Hou? ”

Song Yige turned his head completely and looked out of the window.

Although it is now autumn, the courtyard is still full of greenery, and it is rare to be vibrant.

Seeing her so depressed, Ling Chuchu also had a little bottom in his heart, and after pondering it again and again in his heart, he was sure of the true meaning of Song Yige's words.

He stood up from the edge of the bed silently, stretched out his hand and pressed it on Song Yige's shoulder, and after a long time, he said, "Mourn." ”

When she heard him say these two words, Song Yige was a little distracted, but soon she adjusted the look on her face, let Ling Chu help her out of bed, and pretended to smile relaxedly: "You're right, today is my brother's wedding, and there are female relatives who need me to greet them, so they really shouldn't hide here." ”

Ling Chu silently grabbed her wrist: "If you want to cry, my arms are open for you at any time." ”

Her wrists are very thin, her skin is as delicate as jade, and there is a soft feeling in her hands, but when she really holds it, she can find that the circle is almost all bones.

He held it and didn't move, and said, "You seem to have lost a lot." ”

"Summer boredom is because the appetite is not as good as before, and now it is common sense to reduce a few points." Song Yige said lightly, and broke free of Ling Chu's hand with a force.

Ling Chu lowered his head slightly, looking at his hand that was still resting in mid-air, his slender fingers moved slightly, and the residual warmth remained, but there was nothing.