057 Do you want to know the good or bad things first?
The night gradually enveloped the Xiao Mansion.
Xiao Changyan diligently kept a few people for dinner, Song Yige was thinking about Song Yimo in his heart, so he naturally couldn't ask for it, but Ling Yue said goodbye to a few people with a smile, and took Ling Xue back to Ling Mansion directly.
Song Yige watched Ling Yue leave with trepidation, and the night was thick, gradually wrapping their carriage into it.
Fu Yanshan put his hand on her shoulder: "Go back, Miss Xiao, they are still waiting for you." β
Song Yige turned his head, under the light of the lantern, this person's eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, but they were also like a pool of ice springs on the top of the snow-capped mountains.
She looked a little dazed, and after a long time, she slowly pursed the corners of her mouth and smiled: "Today's matter, thank you General Fu for helping." β
"Not necessarily." Seeing that this little thing was so unfamiliar and polite to himself, Fu Yanshan was not quite unhappy in his heart, he chose his tone, and tried his best to be gentler than before and said to her, "You and I are one, your business is my business, and I can't help each other." β
Although Song Yige was surprised at how Fu Yanshan had changed his temperament for a while, he didn't show half of it on his face, and he still had a lukewarm smile: "General Fu, please." β
After dinner, Fu Yanshan personally sent Song Yige back.
As soon as he sent it like this, he sent it directly to the courtyard of Huixue Courtyard, and Lu Zhu had already gotten the news, and when they came back, Lu Zhu had already hung his head and stood quietly in front of the door.
The night breeze was cold, and the lanterns swayed softly above their heads.
"Thank you, General Fu." As soon as Song Yige raised her head after speaking, she happened to see his smiling gaze, and she suddenly remembered what this person said to her when she was in Xiao Mansion today.
They will be a husband and wife who will be together for a lifetime in the future, if they are still so polite now, then I don't know how to live in the future? Isn't it possible that they will always be so polite and respectful?
She quietly looked at his eyebrows, and remembered what Ling Yue had said to herself, this person obviously had a wife, and he never married for her, but how could he be willing to marry her now?
All kinds of careful thoughts passed through Song Yige's mind, and in the end, he had to be dumbfounded, and he didn't know what to do.
Every time Song Yige is nervous, his eyes will flicker a little, and he doesn't dare to look at people, such as today, although the color is dim, he still takes all her small movements into his eyes.
A faint smile appeared in his eyes: "It's getting late, so I'll send the seventh girl here." β
"Zifang is here waiting for the girl to go in before leaving."
Song Yige didn't want to waste his time in vain, and after smiling at him, he turned around with Lu Zhu and entered the Huixue Courtyard. It wasn't until he saw her enter the house that Fu Yanshan retracted the soft light little by little, and turned to leave.
The moonlight dissolves.
The figure of him who went alone seemed to blend into the moonlight, and he was only covered with cold.
Song Yige quietly pushed the window sash open and looked out from the inside: "You said, the fourth sister's vision is still good, at least much better than the third cousin." β
"Girl." Lu Zhu reluctantly corrected, "General Fu is your fiancΓ©, what does it have to do with the fourth girl." Besides, the slave maid looked at it and felt that General Fu was really good to you, and when the girl's three-year filial piety period expired, the girl still obeyed the words of the old marquis and the old lady. β
"Besides, now that the Hou Mansion is in decline, and the general is a rising star in the court, the girl should really be attentive to the general."
Song Yige rubbed his eyebrows: "You're right, now Fu Yanshan is a hot upstart in the court, I don't know how many girls from the princess's family want to marry him, and he has a look, who knows that it is cheaper for me, I should indeed be happy." β
Indeed, she should rejoice.
As far as the seven girls of Huaiyang Houfu are concerned.
When Lu Zhu heard this, her face, which had been tense, finally showed a little smile: "It's best if the girl can think of it." β
"Girl." Seeing that Song Yige was absent-minded, Lu Zhu pulled her clothes again, "General Fu has only been back for a long time, and he must not have rested yet, if the girl Ming'er cooks soup and sends it to General Fu's mansion, first, it can show your virtuousness, and secondly, you can also cultivate feelings with General Fu." β
That's a good proposition. Song Yige thought to himself, if the old lady was still alive, he would have to force her to do it.
Fu Yanshan's figure had completely disappeared in front of her eyes. Song Yige got up, clapped his hands, and squinted and smiled: "Go clean up, I'm going to bed." β
Lu Zhu was surprised: "Isn't the girl going to Madame's side today?" β
"It's too late." Song Yige closed the door, "I'll go again tomorrow morning." β
As soon as there was a faint light in the sky, Song Yige opened his eyes.
She lay on the bed and stared at the top of the bed quietly for a long time, then turned over and put on her coat and got up: "Luzhu, freshen up for me." β
When she went to Qingfeng Courtyard to find Ling Yue after breakfast, Liangyu told her that Ling Qing hadn't gotten up yet, so Song Yige turned around and went to the study to stay, and someone sent a hand stove.
The study was cold, and as soon as she entered, she couldn't stand a shiver, and Liangyu hurriedly went to find a thick coat for her to put on: "If it is cold today, the girl should take care of her body." β
"I know." Song Yige patted her hand, "Wait a while, Madam wakes up, and she will come here to call me." β
Liangyu Fushen: "Yes, the slave understands. β
When she stayed in the study, she didn't like to be served by people around her, so she withdrew the rest of the maids and sat down alone on a chair covered with white tiger skins behind the bookcase.
She leaned lazily there, and for no reason in her mind remembered what Luzhu said to her yesterday, and had to admit that Luzhu did make a lot of sense, now that the Hou Mansion is in decline, her brother is weak, and she is a woman with short-sightedness, where can she support the honor and disgrace of a mansion, only to rely on a stronger existence.
For her, the most advantageous thing now is to hug Fu Yanshan's thighs tightly, even if she withdraws from her relatives in the future, looking at these feelings, she will definitely help Huaiyang Houfu for a while, so as not to end up in a decaying and gloomy ending.
But...... Song Yige lowered his head and rubbed his fingertips.
The cold wind poured in through the crack in the window beside her ear, and she looked sideways, and after a while, she reached out and pushed the window sash on the side of it, as if it was bright today, and the sun fell on the ridge of the roof, her eyes naturally swept over the pavilion and fell on the highest ridge.
To the north of the roof is where the palace of the king of Qin was once located.
I just want to know what it looks like to be barren and dilapidated today.
I can't go back.
It was rare to find the sun today, and the sunlight fell on all parts of the courtyard.
Ling Qing happily pushed the door in: "Yige, I heard Liangyu say that you have something to do with me?" β
"Little sister-in-law." Song Yige raised his head and looked at her warmly, "Come and sit." β
Ling Qing walked over, snorted, and then after turning around, he said, "It's weirdly cold here, why aren't you waiting for me in the house?" β
"Aren't you still resting? It's not good to disturb people's dreams, so I'm here to wait for you. Song Yige smiled, "Liangyu is really, obviously I told her, let you wake up and inform me, I went to look for you, why did you come here in person." β
Ling Qing was stunned for a moment, then smiled so much that her eyebrows and eyes curled: "Why can't I come over?" Is it not possible to allow you to go over, and not allow me to come to you? Yige, what you say makes no sense. β
"If it's cold today, it's not as good as in the past, so it's better for my sister-in-law to be careful." As he spoke, Song Yige got up and handed over the stove in his hand, "Sister-in-law, take the warm hand, I'll ask Liangyu to send another one." β
Ling Qing said: "You also know that the weather is cold, my body is better than yours, and the road is not long." β
Song Yige laughed and hid the undulating waves in his eyes: "Did my sister-in-law have breakfast?" β
"The kitchenette is still cooking, and Ige has eaten yet?"
Song Yige nodded, got up and walked around the table, and grabbed Ling Qing's slender and white wrist resting on the bookcase: "Presumably breakfast is almost ready today, I'll go back to the house with you." β
When they passed, breakfast was all on the table.
Ling Qing took the chopsticks: "Do you need to use some songs?" β
"Nope." Song Yige looked at the steaming meal, smiled and shook his head, "I'll wait for you on the couch." β
Ling Qing ate very little, and after moving a few chopsticks slightly, she was completely full.
She took the tea handed by the maid and rinsed her mouth, then got up and changed places.
When she walked over, Song Yige was reading a book, and when she heard the movement behind her, she raised her head, and saw that Ling Qing had already taken off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the couch, and they were now only a few minutes apart.
There are also a few unfinished account books on the small table, and there is an abacus with gold beads pressed on the account books.
Ling Qing smiled very beautifully, she even reached out to support her cheeks, the life of the Hou Mansion in the past few months, not only did not make her more sleek and sophisticated, but compared to before she got married, there was more of a rare naΓ―ve and coquettish, sometimes Song Yige looked at it, and felt a little uneasy, not to mention those men.
She felt that Song Yimo was really blessed in her previous life, so she married Ling Qing.
"Did you come here today to teach me how to settle accounts?" Ling Qing took out the account book from below with great interest, piled it up like a small mountain, and put it in front of Song Yige.
"It's not." Song Yige pushed all of these away without hesitation, "I have something I want to talk to you about." β
Seeing that her face was a little solemn, the smile on Ling Qing's face was closed, and she looked at her worriedly: "Yige, is something happening?" β
"It's a good thing, but it's also a bad thing." Song Yige said ambiguously, "Sister-in-law wants to know first, something good?" Or do you want to know the bad things first? β
Hearing Song Yige's pretentious words, Ling Qing was even more uneasy, her fingers tightly buttoned her sleeves, and with a lot of force, the joints were almost flushed blue-white.
After pondering for a long time, she resolutely stared at Song Yige's eyes and gritted her teeth: "Good thing." β