After the two came out of the shop, Ling Qing was about to pull her to take a look at Zhu Hai hairpin and the like, but as soon as she got out of the shop, she saw a person in a green shirt walking towards her.

Although he was dressed very elegantly now, he could not suppress his excessively flamboyant face.

It is particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

Before Song Yige could react, Ling Qing on his side jumped up all of a sudden, and happily pulled his sleeve: "Brother, is he resting today?" ”

Ling Chu raised his eyes and swept down Song Yige, who was still standing at the entrance of the shop, and bowed his head: "Well, why are you also here?" ”

"Let's go out and buy something." Ling Qing handed the folding fan in his hand to Ling Chu as if offering a treasure, "Brother, how about this folding fan?" ”

Ling Chu looked at the joy on Ling Qing's face, and raised his eyebrows quite unexpectedly, in his impression, his sister rarely had such a pleasant and happy appearance, he should promise to be good-looking, and then looked up to look at Song Yige, who was still standing under the eaves, and after the two looked at each other silently, they moved away: "This is not the place to talk, let's change the place." ”

"Hmm."

Ling Chu took them to a teahouse.

The teahouse is built near the water, and you can hear the sound of the river hitting the shore while sitting by the window.

It is a rare good scenery in Jinling, but some people have no intention of appreciating it, and they didn't sit for a while, so they took the maid and left in a hurry, leaving Song Yige and Ling Chu behind.

Song Yige lowered her eyes and looked at the tea in front of her that was gradually cooling down, her fingertips unconsciously rubbed on the teacup, she couldn't find anything to say to Ling Chu, and even faintly embarrassed.

After all, she never felt that Ling Chu was someone who could chat with her and talk about homely things.

She didn't speak.

Ling Chu's gaze fell on her eyebrows, and as soon as she raised her head, she drank all the tea in her hand, and took the lead in breaking the deadlock: "Come to think of it, Ling Yue has already told you that I want to get married." ”

"Hmm." Song Yige nodded, "I haven't congratulated you yet." ”

"Nothing to congratulate." Ling Chu's expression was indifferent, "It's just to take what you need." ”

Song Yige said: "The county lord of Anle is a rare good girl. ”

"She's good." Speaking of her, Ling Chu's expression was a little abrupt, as if the girl with a beautiful color was in front of him.

He couldn't help but think of the first time he met An Le, the man was dressed in a red riding costume, and came from the official road where the loess was flying, his appearance was fresh and flamboyant, full of vitality, and Song Yige was completely opposite to his character.

After thinking about it carefully, he and Song Yige have known each other these days, she doesn't even seem to be able to speak loudly, even if she is angry, she can hide her anger, and to put it mildly, the only hardness he saw was when he rescued him and Ling Qing from Ling Xue in the Ling Mansion.

If Song Yige is as quiet as water, then An Le is a girl as bright and flamboyant as fire.

His fingers resting on the tea cup tightened, and he remembered that day, An Le came from the rain in a red dress, like a woman's wedding dress, she tilted the umbrella over his head, and asked him with a smile: "Ling Chu, I miss you, are you willing to marry me?" ”

"If you are willing, I will give up this position as the lord of the county and wander the world with you."

She smiled calmly and spoke openly.

At that time, she didn't know that he was Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and she only thought that he was a down-and-out literati.

In this way, you can make a promise with your body and do not ask about the future.

He was admired.

It's just that he has always been sensible, and he has always stayed away from such an affectionate girl, not because he doesn't like it, but because he is afraid of being disappointed.

So after refusing, he went back to Jinling, he thought that the two of them would never cross paths again, but who knew that she actually touched his identity and followed him all the way.

When I saw her that day, she curled up pitifully in the corner and looked up: "Don't leave me, okay?" ”

A touch of guilt suddenly appeared in his heart.

He was used to seeing her not afraid of heaven and earth, always bright and flying, and suddenly turned into a little pitiful that no one wanted, in addition to not being used to it, he was more guilty.

He thought, if it weren't for him, she would still be the little county lord of Zhenbei Wangfu who was not afraid of arrogance.

She was born pampered for more than ten years, and she has never suffered such grievances.

So later, when the king of Zhenbei found him, he agreed to this family business after a little thought.

He is also quite old now, and it is indeed time to start a family, and besides, he would rather marry An Le than marry a woman he doesn't like, at least in his heart, An Le has a certain weight.

Moreover, not everyone deserves the fast son-in-law of Chenglong in Zhenbei Wangfu.

Whether it is utilitarian or cold, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

The little two who ran the hall entered the door and changed a pot of hot tea for them.

The spring outside is warm, and the willows on the shore are being drawn, the color is tender green, and it is full of vitality. There were a few small boats, which were parked on the shore, and the lake was sparkling, and the boatman sat in the bow with his oars, answering a passerby's words from time to time.

Song Yige saw it.

Ling Chu looked at her and was surprised: "Do you like landscapes?" ”

"Sort of." Song Yige replied vaguely.

Ling Chu said with a smile: "If you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it, what does it matter." ”

"I like landscapes because someone once made me a landscape appointment, I waited for a long time, and now that person has not fulfilled his promise, so I say that I like it, and one day, I can go all over the landscape with him, I like it." When Song Yige spoke, the tenderness in her eyes suddenly appeared, different from the ordinary waveless, at this moment, her eyes were like a puddle of water, and there were ripples in it.

It's a tenderness he's never seen before.

Ling Chu's heart was clear: "Fu Zifang." ”

Song Yige didn't refute it out loud, which was acquiescence.

Ling Chu smiled: "I remember that you didn't like him before, and even hated and rejected this marriage. ”

"You also said-" Song Yige looked at him sideways, "That's the original." ”

"A lot of things can happen, and now a lot of things can be overturned. Including the matter of my admiration for General Fu. ”

Ling Chu bowed his head, and his eyebrows stretched and smiled: "Can you eat wine?" ”

Smile with a little relief.

"If you can have a drink, if you have more, I guess my brother should come to the door and talk to you all night."

"If that's the case, then forget it." As soon as Ling Chu finished speaking, his brows suddenly screwed up, and after he turned his head and stared out of the window for a while, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and he got up with anger, "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first, and I'll let Xiaosheng send you home." ”

After that, Ling Chu didn't wait for her to reply, and left in a hurry.

Unlike his usual calmness, his steps were a little more staggering than usual.

Song Yige raised his eyebrows with interest, turned around, and saw a beautiful woman on the shore, she was followed by a tall and handsome young man, the two seemed to be extremely familiar, and they were talking happily.

She slowly picked up the tea, took a sip, and leaned against the window to blow the wind.

Ling Chu's movements were really fast, and before she finished her tea, he appeared on the shore, accurately grabbed the beauty's wrist, and took the beauty back behind, and the beauty was held in his arms. When the beautiful woman saw that it was him, she immediately jumped up with joy, and without hesitation, she put her arms around his neck, raised her hand beautifully, and pecked him lightly in the jaw.

And the man beside her, his face was slightly gloomy.

Song Yige took another sip, and before he could swallow it, Ling Qing's voice suddenly came from behind him: "What are you looking at?" ”

She put down the teacup and pointed to the scenery outside the window: "Look at your brother, who is used to being calm, there are times when he can't sit still." ”

Ling Qing was surprised, and when she was about to ask, she saw the beauty who was being held in Ling Chu's arms with sharp eyes. She took advantage of the situation to sit down in Ling Chu's position before, and squinted: "Is that the county lord of Anle?" ”

"It should be."

Although Song Yige's answer was not very sure, Ling Qing felt that she didn't need to ask for verification, after all, this brother of hers was not something that any demon or monster could get close to.

However, what she didn't expect was that Ling Chu would value her future sister-in-law more than she imagined.

As soon as Ling Qing's eyes turned, she landed on Song Yige on the opposite side, seeing her drinking tea gracefully, Ling Qing suddenly had some different thoughts in her heart, so she pushed the boat along the way and said tentatively: "Ge'er, why don't we go over and take a look?" ”

Song Yige turned his head suspiciously, and after his eyes wandered around Ling Qing's face, he said, "If the little sister-in-law wants to meet, then go over, as for me, I won't join in the fun." ”

"Really not going?" Ling Qing raised her eyebrows, with some coaxing in her tone.

Song Yige shook his head firmly: "Don't go." ”

The teacup has been covered for a long time, and the heat has also permeated the fingertips.

Ling Qing's eyebrows were furrowed: "If you don't go, then I won't go either, and the hour is not early, but do you want to go home?" ”

Song Yige put down the teacup and responded briskly: "Okay, it's just time to go home for dinner." ”

She wanted to avoid the two, but Tiangong was not beautiful, and when the two of them left the teahouse and were about to get into the carriage, a female voice came across the air and called them.

This voice was a little unfamiliar to Ling Qing, but to Song Yige, it was very familiar.

- The Lord of Anle.

Song Yige turned around, An Le had already jumped up on his own, stretched out his hand and held her hand affectionately: "I haven't seen you for many years, Yige has changed so much, if it weren't for seeing your Song family's emblem, I wouldn't dare to call you." ”

"Sister Anle." Song blessed the body with a song, "When did you arrive in Jinling." ”

Ling Qing on the side squinted her eyes when she looked at them with such a familiar attitude, she didn't know that An Le actually knew Yige.

After all, An Le is at the border and rarely returns to Jinling, and Song Yige is a beautiful girl raised in the deep boudoir, these two people obviously can't fight together, how can they know each other?

He was obviously not the only one who didn't understand, and Ling Chu behind him also caught up in a few steps, revealing a little nervousness in his tone: "You know each other?" ”

"Nature is cognizant." After An Le replied to Ling Chu's words with a smile, he continued to turn his face to Song Yige, "When I heard the news of Sister Yingluo's death in Yunnan, I thought about coming to Jinling to see you, but who knew that it happened that something happened in Yunnan, so it was delayed until now." ”

"Yige, have you ever collected Sister Yingluo's bones?"