Feasible?

Of course not.

It's just that I didn't expect to go, but my grandmother was sober up once, could it be that this is really the so-called dying of people, and her words are also good?

Ling Qing bowed: "I understand." ”

"But if that person makes a fuss......" Ling Qing stopped abruptly after saying half of his words, and his meaning was also incomprehensible.

Song Yige was silent for a moment, and said: "How can she be the master of the marriage matter, now that my father and grandmother are gone, I should arrange it by you, the eldest sister-in-law." ”

Ling Qing thought for a while: "What if she is forced to die?" ”

"Forced to die?" Song Yige raised her eyebrows, "If she is really so stupid, then send her to the family temple, when will she figure it out, when will she come back, anyway, she has been stumbling for so long, and she won't care about grinding for a few days." ”

Ling Qing glanced at her: "You don't seem to have much patience with her this time. ”

"I haven't dealt with the Zhou family's affairs yet, and now she is tossing these things again, and I only feel cold when I think about it." Song Yige said, "Usually, I have ever deducted anything from her, she doesn't have to be a concubine of other people's houses on weekdays, she has done so many things before, how have I ever really cared about her, this time I just fell, she didn't want to visit my safety, she just wanted to take away the middle of the house." Also, there is a difference between the concubines and the concubines, and they are not sisters, so it is not bad if you don't stab yourself at this time. ”

"Well, let's do whatever she wants from now on. Unless she does something that damages the lintel of my Hou Mansion, you can take care of the rest. ”

Ling Qing looked at her and asked uneasily, "Do you really care about anything?" ”

Song Yige nodded: "The Zhou family is still up to me, don't worry about it." ”

Ling Qing obediently agreed: "It's still early now, why don't you go to the Water Courtyard to take a look at her, and Yesan seems to have something to say to you." ”

Song Yige answered, but his body didn't move.

Ling Qing took the account book and abacus again, looked down and counted, and glanced up at Song Yige, only to see her holding her hand on her cheek and looking at the courtyard, and she didn't react for a long time.

She reached out and poked her finger in her arm.

Song Yige, who felt the strangeness, couldn't help but come back to her senses, she blinked: "What's the matter?" ”

"Night Three." Ling Qing said as he pointed to the bottom of the corridor with his finger, Ye San was standing there, and when he saw Song Yige turning his head to look over, he held his sword and saluted Song Yige.

She probably knew what Yesan was coming for at this time, she stood up with her hands, and the maid neatly took the big hat and tied it for her.

There is also a stove in Song Yi's singer, but the moment he left the house, he was still caught off guard by the cold wind and shivered.

It's a really cool day.

Although Ye San said that it was not a big deal, Song Yige still took the person out of the study.

Song Yimo's study is somewhat similar to Fu Yanshan's, cold and empty, and there is no popularity at all. As soon as she walked in, she felt a very depressed feeling in the whole study, she stood at the threshold for a while, and said, "Ming'er, you let them rearrange the study, I don't like this layout very much." ”

Ye San hugged his fists: "Subordinates obey orders." ”

"Let's do it now." Song Yige walked in with a pacing step and sat down behind the bookcase.

The bookcase is very refreshing, and there is no extra clutter. She casually took the book that was on the side, bowed her head and said, "What you want to tell me is that the fourth girl was injured today." ”

"Yes." Ye San said, "This matter is the recklessness of the subordinates, and the four girls were injured without a serious shot, and the subordinates are willing to receive the punishment." ”

Song Yige waved his hand: "I don't blame you for this, and you did the right thing." There is nothing to say about receiving a punishment, next time if the fourth girl dares to break into my yard, you will also be like today, and you will be able to pass with a sword. ”

Yesan was silent for a while: "She has always been a girl in the house, master, you are so ......"

"Oh." Song Yige raised the corners of his mouth and laughed, "I'm joking with you, if there's nothing else, let's go down first." ”

The slanting veins of the sun, reflected on the window paper, stretched her figure obliquely.

Ling Qing walked out of the house with the maid's hand, stood under the porch and looked at the study from afar, and said worriedly: "How long did Master Hou go in and stay in the study?" ”

"It's been an afternoon, to say the least." The maid said, "If Madame is worried, you might as well go over and take a look." ”

"There is no earth dragon or brazier in the study, and the slave is afraid that the Hou Ye will be frozen again."

Ling Qing bowed, when she took her hand out of the maid's hand, hurriedly lifted her skirt and went to the study, the maid guarding the door saw it, and all of them pursed their lips and smiled: "The relationship between Master Hou and Mrs. is really good." ”

When Ling Qing pushed the door in, the cold wind rushed in with her movements, she raised her eyes, and the sideburns hanging from her ears were blown up by the wind, half-covering her eyes. Song Yige seems to have maintained the same posture since she came in, or maybe she has never changed.

She went over and reached out to touch her hand, the hand stove in her arms was no longer warm, and her hand was even colder.

Ling Qing hurriedly stuffed the hand stove in her hand, and then covered her hand with her hand: "Are you stupid, it's so cold here?" Why have you been sitting here for so long? What should I do if I get a fever again? ”

Hearing her words, Song Yige's eyes moved, and he tilted his half-hung head slightly to look at her.

The look in his eyes also recovered little by little, and he said after half a sound: "Why are you here?" ”

"It's getting late." Ling Qing smiled, "I'll pick you up for dinner, but what were you thinking just now, I've been in for so long, and you don't have a voice." ”

"I'm sorry." Song Yige stuffed the hand stove back into Ling Qing's hand, "I was thinking about something just now. ”

Seeing Ling Qing's blinking eyes, Song Yige smiled, "It's not a big deal, don't worry, if it can't be solved, I will go to someone to help." ”

In fact, what she thinks about is really not a trivial matter strictly speaking.

It's just that she is used to disguising herself so that no one can notice it.

Today, she always felt that something was not right with Ling Yue.

seems to be impatient to match her and Shen Zhou, but that kind of matchmaking is not due to the personal relationship of the children, but with a kind of calculation.

But she doesn't like this feeling very much, maybe because the purpose is too strong.

Song Yige glanced sideways, and saw Ling Qing's worried gaze, her eyes were originally a little dark, but now that she saw it, she could only slowly fade away, and she was full of smiles.

Ling Qing subconsciously smiled at Song Yige, but the feeling in her heart lingered no matter what.

Song Yige hid something from her.

It's getting colder, too.

Xiao Changyan wrapped the clothes on his body tightly, feeling that it was still cold, and then dragged Murong on the side: "Do you feel cold?" ”

Murong was still wearing his usual black robe, hiding his face in the dark, and now he heard Xiao Changyan's voice, so he turned his head, revealing half of his white jaw, his tone was very slow, but he still asked, "Are you cold?" ”

Xiao Changyan nodded hurriedly: "It's cold!" I'm dying of cold! ”

Seeing that he was unmoved, Xiao Changyan said again: "Why don't we find a nearby inn to rest first, and wait for me to buy a few warm clothes in the town, and buy a carriage, how about we hurry?" ”

Murong didn't have any opinion on this arrangement, but he couldn't help but say, "When did you become so hypocritical?" ”

"It's not hypocritical." Xiao Changyan was helpless, "This is something I don't admit defeat." ”

"I'm old, but I can't compare to when I was young, I can accompany you to run north and south on a cold day." Xiao Changyan said, and wiped the tears that didn't exist in the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand.

Murong looked at her intently, if he didn't remind him, he would have forgotten that they were no longer young now, although that face was still as beautiful as before, but there was still a kind of tiredness between his eyebrows and eyes.

In an instant, he was full of emotion in his heart.

There was a dense heat of emotion that came out from under him, straight to his throat, if it weren't for the fact that the place was not right at the moment, he really wanted to ask, "Are you tired after running around for so many years?" ”

Although she knew that she would definitely be heartless, she would say, "I'm not tired." But now his heart is full of a strange emotion.

He really wanted to give her a home.

A home that can shelter her from the wind and rain.

Xiao Changyan finally found out that something was wrong with him, she stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "What's wrong with you?" In the last sentence with me, you were so distracted? ”

"Murong, tell me, are you raising some goblins outside!"

When Murong heard this, he immediately glared at her angrily, clamped his legs around the horse's belly, and ran away.

He had just run a short distance when he heard Xiao Changyan's unfettered laughter behind him.

Although he was annoyed, he couldn't help but laugh silently when he heard her voice.

The two of them were fighting all the way, and they saw that they could reach a small town through a wood, but at this moment, a vision suddenly appeared.

In the forest, which was hidden by branches and leaves, there were several intermittent cries for help.

Xiao Changyan and Murong are both people who fight with swords and rivers and lakes, and now they hear such a girl's desperate and sad cry for help, and they will not turn a blind eye no matter what.

After the two glanced at each other, they tacitly turned the horse's head and looked for the sound.

"It's raining." Song Yige held the hot tea and looked at the court steps through the window sash.

The sound of the rain came into my ears in different shades, and even the wind that drifted in was a little wet.

Ling Qing changed her hand stove and hugged her again, and put the hot tea on the small table: "It's approaching winter, and this rain has increased. ”

"By the way, you have always been accustomed to using green beads, but now your identity is not suitable for taking green beads with you, so I will transfer Liangyu over, and she will serve you in the future."

"Hmm." Some time ago, when she went to Jinling, Song Yige used Liangyu very easily, she naturally would not refuse such an arrangement, she sighed lightly, and looked at the rain on the court steps, "Spring sunset rain, don't have a lot of thoughts, but this winter day, it seems too cold." ”

"I really hope that the winter will be spent in the house today, not just you and me."