Liuun-in.

When the wind blew, a few petals of peach blossoms planted outside the courtyard were blown in and landed on the bookcase.

Song Jinxiu put down the pen, she leaned her head with her hand, and looked at the scorching peach blossoms outside the yard, this peach blossom was transplanted when it was about to bloom in spring.

Originally, she was also full of joy, but now she feels more like irony when she looks at it.

She was unhappy, resentful, and unwilling to ...... Obviously, her temperament is so much better than Song Hengbo, but why did she marry a useless scholar in the end, but she Song Hengbo can climb high branches and fly on the branches to become a phoenix.

Why? Is it because of that face?

Song Jinxiu thought about it, and exhaled a breath from his mouth, thinking of Xu Ling's gentle appearance, Song Jinxiu felt that his heart was a little fluttering.

Just now, she hid from everyone and saw Xu Ling who came to Xu Ling by chance at the bridge.

Needless to say, his handsome face is polite, and he advances and retreats in a measured manner, which is not better than her husband? Song Jinxiu took a deep breath and summoned her personal maid to her.

The maid bowed: "Girl." ”

Song Jinxiu looked at her: "Xu Gongzi can go?" ”

The maid said: "Well, according to the little guy guarding the door, it has been a moment since Xu Gongzi left the house. ”

"It's good to go." Song Jinxiu smiled at the corners of her mouth, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she unexpectedly brought out a little girlish beauty, she thought about it with her hand on her cheeks, "Study ink for me." ”

"Girl, what do you want to do?" The maid looked at Song Jinxiu's smile and asked in horror.

Song Jinxiu touched the pen and looked up with a slightly cold look: "I don't do anything, I just want to send a message to my fourth sister who is about to get married." ”

The maid asked again, "What does the girl want to give?" ”

Song Jinxiu picked up a peach blossom that was blown in by the wind on the bookcase, and put it on the corner of her mouth and blew it: "Do you think it is, the son is home, it is better to have a good room, or may I be like a star and a moon, and it is more in line with the artistic conception to be bright and clean at night." ”

Where does the maid know poetry, she can't even understand it, she shook her head shyly: "The slave doesn't know, the girl is in charge of herself." ”

Song Jinxiu dipped the tip of the pen in ink, and after concentrating for a while, she put down the pen, but she did not use her daily habit of Xiaokai, but she was very not good at calligraphy, and she wrote in general.

It was she who picked up the pen again and wrote the poem silently in one go.

When she was done, she lifted the letterhead and blew it against the window lattice.

On the flying paper, only two lines of words were roughly left, but they were not the two sentences that Song Jinxiu said before, but the other two sentences-

The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king.

Song Jinxiu looked at the words written by himself on the paper and laughed stupidly.

Now in the Song Mansion, except for her, the other three are busy with their weddings, Song Yige is sitting cross-legged against the big pillow, and a spring breeze slowly blows in from outside.

When Luzhu brought the mung bean soup to cool off, what he saw was Song Yige, who looked like he was not sleeping.

She felt a little funny, but she still felt sorry for her, worried about her, afraid that she would be blown cold by the wind again, so she turned around and went to the inner room to get a blanket to put on her, she was a little closer, Song Yige lazily opened her eyes, stretched out her hand and grabbed her: "Green beads." ”

Lu Zhu smiled sweetly: "Girl." ”

Song Yige sighed: "Such a good spring, let's stay here, are we a little disappointed?" ”

Lu Zhu covered her mouth and smiled: "What do you want to do with that girl?" ”

Song Yige tilted his head and smiled, and pointed to a small pond outside the courtyard: "I heard that there is a lake in the west of the city, and the scenery is excellent, why don't we go to the lake the day after tomorrow." ”

Speaking of swimming in the lake, Lu Zhu was obviously excited, and her big watery eyes flashed back and forth: "That girl, are we going to swim in the lake?" Do you still want to take the second girl with them? ”

"What are you taking them for? Rain on someone's parade. Song Yige picked up the mung bean soup, "It's better to bring the eldest sister and the younger sister-in-law." By the way, I'll write a message of worship in a while, and you can send someone to Lingfu. ”

"It just so happens that my brother and sister-in-law may not have seen each other for a long time." Song Yige's eyes narrowed with laughter.

Lu Zhu was happy to see her girl, she was naturally happy, and when she responded, she was more happy than usual.

As soon as Song Hengbo came out of the bath today, he heard a slight noise from his window, which seemed to be holding the window paper. She put the towel aside and walked towards the window where the sound came from.

Waiting for her to approach, she only felt a black shadow outside rushing by, although she was startled, but still extremely sensitive to push the window sash open, she went out with a head, looked left and right, when she saw no one, frowned, just about to close the window sash, she saw a letter quietly resting on the windowsill.

Although she was puzzled, her curiosity could not stop flooding, so she reached out and took it in.

The candle was still warm, and she unfolded the letter to the candlestick.

She doesn't know many words, she only roughly recognizes a few, and those few are still in order to chase Fu Yanshan, so she worked hard to learn, and it just so happened that she knew all the words on it.

The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king.

The words that the seventh sister taught her were also what she said to Fu Yanshan.

Looking at the handwriting on it, Song Hengbo's expression suddenly relaxed, she really liked Fu Yanshan, and she liked it from the first sight.

But he didn't like her, and he didn't even want to leave her a little fantasy, in fact, she didn't ask for much, and she was very satisfied to be a concubine by his side and see him every day.

You see, how easily she is satisfied.

But that person, Lang's heart is like iron, and even such a small wish can't satisfy her.

Song Hengbo looked at the fourteen words on it, and suddenly her heart beat like a drum, she had a very bold idea that was contrary to this world, and eloped.

She wanted to go to the frontier to find him, and then tell him that it didn't matter if he refused to marry her, as long as she could stay with him, even if it was a slave or a slave.

She held the hand on the letterhead and trembled.

Outside the window, the night breeze rolls and blows the fallen leaves.

The red candles in the window are still warm, and the ink fragrance in the room is leisurely.

It's just that the next day, Song Jinxiu got a letter written by Song Hengbo himself to Fu Yanshan, who was fighting in the border area.

She looked at the candle flame, slowly unfolded the letter, looked at it, and sighed, sure enough, it was Song Hengbo's style, she didn't have any brains, and it was even more effortless to calculate.

Just as she didn't need to look at it to know what Song Hengbo wrote in this letter, she smiled slowly, folded the letter back, and pressed it with a paperweight: "After so many years, why haven't you grown at all?" ”

The maid didn't quite understand what she was talking about, and looked at her in a daze.

Song Jinxiu smiled and raised her eyebrows: "Is the seventh sister going out of the house recently?" ”

"Why would the girl ask that?"

Song Jinxiu said again: "That day, I saw that she asked Luzhu to send a post to someone, and I was a little curious for a while. ”

The maid bowed: "The slave maid heard that the seventh girl Ming'er asked the two girls of the Ling family to go to the lake, and I heard that the eldest prince will also go this time." ”

Song Jinxiu nodded: "The eldest brother has a marriage contract with the six girls of the Ling family, and now that the younger two have met, they are also just cultivating their feelings, isn't it a good thing?" ”

The maid thought about it for a while, and felt that what her girl said was right, so she laughed too: "The girl may not have been out of the house for a long time?" But do you want to go out of the house to have fun? ”

"Not necessarily." Song Jinxiu leaned back on the big pillow, "I think the house is very good, there are so many interesting people and things, if I go out of the house, how can I look at it." ”

"But...... Ming'er's seventh sister went out of the mansion, didn't she go into the mansion with Xu Gongzi to avoid it? Song Jinxiu said with concern, "When Xu Gongzi came to propose, the seventh sister was not there, and now that Xu Gongzi is coming again, she doesn't plan to come to see her?" ”

The maid said: "The seventh girl and the fourth girl are not compatible, so who cares about what the fourth girl's future husband looks like." Besides, the fourth girl and Xu Gongzi met at the spring banquet, maybe the seventh girl had already met her. ”

"The identity of the fourth girl is not as good as the seventh girl, but she found a sister-in-law from the Guogong Mansion, and she may not know how to be jealous in secret."

Song Jinxiu didn't think that her seventh sister would be jealous, looking at her indifferent way of treating Fu Yanshan and a few people, she knew that this person had not yet opened her mind, and there was only Song Yimo in her heart.

It's boring.

Song Jinxiu turned over and got out of bed: "Turn off the lights, I'm going to sleep." ”

"Yes."

Following.

The sky was slightly green, and the sunlight had not completely penetrated the clouds pouring down, Song Yige had already washed his face and rinsed his mouth, and was waiting for Song Yimo to come over, go to Rongfutang with her to say goodbye, and then go out to swim in the lake.

When she finished her breakfast, the morning light shone in through the window paper.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw that Song Yimo was wearing a cyan brocade cloak and walking towards him step by step, and the morning light fell behind him, and he looked good for a while.

"Brother." Song Yige was confused by the skin and looked a little stunned.

Song Yimo stepped forward a few steps and knocked his fingers on her head: "What are you seeing?" So obsessed. ”

"Nope." Song Yige, who was knocked awake, smiled in return, jumped off the Luohan bed, and after putting on his shoes, he pulled Song Yimo's cloak with a smile and followed him, "Brother's body has been better recently?" ”

Song Yimo shook his head: "It all depends on the wonderful hand of Dr. Xu to rejuvenate." ”

Song Yige said with a smile: "In a few days, I will prepare a big gift, so I can thank Doctor Xu, without him, my brother is only afraid that he will still stay in the house now, and he will not come out half a step." ”

Song Yimo said: "Indeed, it is good to thank others, but if you invite a table at random in a restaurant outside, it will inevitably make people feel that the sincerity is not enough, why not prepare a banquet at home, invite someone over." ”

"Well, then you have to invite your sister-in-law by the way?" Song Yige tilted her head and smiled coquettishly, "After all, the little sister-in-law is also her own person." ”

Song Yimo glared at her, but at the base of her snow-white ears, a red glow involuntarily floated.