When Song Yige came back to her senses, she was already sitting in the study.

The house was cold, but it also made her sober at the moment when the cold was added.

Liangyu closed the doors and windows, held a hand stove, and gently stuffed it into Song Yige's arms: "It's just that Mrs. asked the slave to bring it to you, and Mrs. said aunt...... Master Hou, your appearance just now is a little scary. ”

"Also, Master Hou, you are weak, if you want to come to the study in the future, you should say it in advance, and the slave and maid should prepare first." Liangyu said, turned around and asked the maid to carry a few braziers in and put them aside, and the hot breath climbed up little by little.

"You go back and talk to your wife, I'll read a book in the study, and you can tell her not to wait for me today, and go to bed by herself when it goes night." Song Yige said in a calm tone, but the knuckles she pinched on the stove turned white.

After Liangyu's sharp eyes saw it, he wanted to persuade him for a sentence or two, but he didn't know where to persuade him, so he could only go out.

Ling Qing was standing under the porch, seeing Liangyu hurriedly stepped forward to ask, Liangyu raised her eyebrows, and replied in a proper manner: "Hou Ye said, she wants to read a book alone, let the slave tell Madame, if it is night, Hou Ye has not come back, let Madame sleep first." ”

Ling Qing looked at the hidden study in silence, and she still didn't quite understand the sentence "Xu Sheng is indeed good at martial arts." "Why did she have such a big reaction, it's obviously just an ordinary thing.

But at the same time, she also understands that Song Yige is not Song Yimo after all, and she can speak to her about anything without reservation.

She stood there for a few more moments before she turned to the maid beside her and said, "Let's go." ”

Later, Song Yige was still sitting in the study and meditating, but Liangyu suddenly pushed the door and entered: "Fifth Prince Ling is here." ”

"Cousin Shihiko." At first hearing Liangyu's voice, half of his thoughts collapsed.

For the first time, Song Yige clearly showed a displeased look at Liangyu, "What is my cousin doing?" ”

"The slave doesn't know, now Fifth Prince Ling is waiting at the shadow wall, does Master Hou want to see him?" Liangyu asked again.

Song Yige took a deep breath and dissipated the boredom trapped in her brain, she also knew that she couldn't think of anything now, so she propped her hand on the bookcase and got up: "Go and take a look." ”

Ling Chu was dressed in plain white clothes, and he looked like he was wearing linen and filial piety.

Then Song Yige remembered that Ling Qing had mentioned that Yu Qian was their teacher, and now that the Yu Mansion was destroyed, he was a son of a man, so it was appropriate to dress like this.

It's just that...... Song Yige looked at him and felt that Ling Chu was much thinner than before.

A few blushes appeared on his indifferent and white face, and Song Yige quietly leaned next to his body and found that it was very hot.

"Night One." Song Yige spoke, "Help Cousin Shi Yan in." ”

"No, you don't." Ling Chu waved her hand away, and stood in front of Song Yige with a shaky figure, "I just came to see you, and when I saw you, I was relieved." ”

Song Yige frowned when he heard this: "What nonsense is Cousin Shi Yan talking again, I'm so dignified, what peace of mind does Cousin Shi Yan need?" ”

Ling Chu just laughed, then shook his head.

His eyebrows and eyes are very good, and when he laughs, it is like the pear blossoms of thousands of trees, and Song Yige can't help but feel a little trance when he looks at his smile.

"I'm leaving." Ling Chu's eyes narrowed, and he was about to step away, but he suddenly turned around, ripped off the jade pendant he had worn for many years from his waist, and forcibly stuffed it into Song Yige's hand, "Keep it for me first." ”

The jade pendant that he started was warm and moist, and it still carried his body temperature, but Song Yige felt a little burning at the moment, and when he was about to return it, Ling Chu was already staggering over the threshold and rushed out.

Seeing this, Song Yige also stepped forward in a few steps, and when he wanted to hold him, a strong wind blew from the side, forcing Song Yige to take a few steps back, a few zhang away from Ling Chu.

When Liangyu saw Song Yige's figure falling backwards, he rushed up at once and grabbed her waist: "Master Hou, are you okay?" ”

After Song Yige stabilized her body with the help of Liangyu, she looked up and saw Xie Jingchu standing beside Ling Chu coldly with a long sword, the whole person was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and the cold and cold edge in it forced her to dare not look directly at half a minute.

"Thank you, little marquis."

Xie Jingchu pressed the hilt of his sword and strode in, but in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Song Yige, he was tall, and his body was full of anger, forcing Song Yige to be a little out of breath.

Song Yige took two steps back without a trace, and remembered when she and Shen Tan were together.

He was also a general, but when facing her, he rarely used this oppressive momentum to suppress her, although occasionally she provoked him, and he would do the same.

Thinking like this, Song Yige's expression was somewhat dazed, and there was a little nostalgia in his eyes.

Xie Jingchu looked down at her condescendingly, and naturally saw it clearly, and immediately felt a little sour in his heart.

With a cold face, he held Song Yige's shoulder: "What are you thinking?" ”

Xie Jingchu's voice was low and cold, Song Yige came back to her senses almost instantly, she shook her head with her eyes closed: "It's nothing." As she spoke, she suppressed the emotions that were spreading in her heart, and asked, "Why are you with Cousin Yan at the same time?" ”

"Something." Xie Jingchu couldn't reveal anything more to her, so he could only say it concisely.

Song Yige didn't have any intention of getting to the bottom of their affairs, that is, just asking casually, but now after hearing Xie Jingchu's answer, she nodded: "Since this is the case, then you can go and get busy, I won't keep you." ”

Hearing this, Xie Jingchu and Ling Chu twisted their eyebrows at the same time, eager to carry the person directly and beat him, but now that they are here in the shadow wall, there are many pairs of eyes watching, and the two of them can only swallow the breath that cannot be pressed or suppressed: "In this case, then Xie will not bother the Hou Ye and say goodbye." ”

Song Yige didn't see the gambling implied in Xie Jingchu's words, but calmly arched his hand: "Master Xie Xiaohou walks slowly." ”

Xie Jingchu was immediately so angry with her that his face turned pale, but he couldn't pull his face and turn around, so he could only throw his sleeves away coldly.

When I passed by Ling Chu, I heard the man purse his lips and smile: "Little Hou Ye, the road is long." ”

"Shut up!" Xie Jingchu's eyes narrowed, revealing a bit of cold light.

Ling Chu shrugged his shoulders with a smile, and after saluting Song Yige, he followed Xie Jingchu's side and left.

It wasn't until the figures of the two disappeared that Song Yige turned his head and said to Liangyu: "When did these two people come together?" ”

After the two of them left the Song Mansion, Xie Jingchu suddenly grabbed the reins and controlled the horses under him to stop.

Ling Chu was following behind him, seeing Xie Jingchu stop, he naturally had to stop, he twisted his eyebrows and looked at the tall figure in front of him, and arched his hand: "Little Hou Ye, is there anything wrong with you?" ”

Xie Jingchu looked at him sideways: "Come up." ”

Ling Chu had no choice but to go immediately.

"I heard that you once proposed marriage to the old marquis?" Xie Jingchu thought about it all the way, but he was still not very happy in his heart, so he simply opened his mouth directly.

Ling Chu was clear: "It's true, but at that time, the seventh girl had already married someone, so this matter was over." ”

"You like her?" Xie Jingchu asked very bluntly, and his deep eyes looked straight at Ling Chu.

Ling Chu thought for a while before he replied slowly, "Maybe." ”

"Perhaps?" Xie Jingchu frowned and looked at him puzzled, "If you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, if you don't like it, what's possible?" ”

Ling Chu smiled slightly: "Then the little marquis should be thinking about the seventh girl." ”

The long night was silent, only the boat full of dreams pressed the galaxy.

The things that were entangled in the previous life fluctuated in the dream.

She dreamed again that she had made him angry, and he was reluctant to scold her, so he sulked alone in the study, not saying anything, and ignoring her, until she came to the door pitifully and begged for mercy, and he took the opportunity to bully her fiercely, and then said to her proudly: "I have a lot of adults, so I will spare you this time." ”

At that time, she was so tired that she could not say any compliments, so she could only rest in his arms.

Now that I think about it, it feels like a world away.

Song Yige was woken up coldly.

She sat up straight, and at a casual glance, she saw that the window sash beside her had been opened at some point, and the cold wind was swishing in.

The candle on the desk was faint, and it turned out that she was still in the study.

Song Yige rubbed his arm that was a little numb, and just as he was about to get up to leave, a faint medicinal fragrance came from behind him with the wind.

Her body stiffened, and she didn't dare to look back.

After all, it's a matter of knowing the bottom of my heart.

The candle flame flickered on the table.

The light and shadow were faint, but the figure of the man was like a huge demon, projected on the walls and bookshelves, which was also what he saw that day.

A playful laugh sounded from behind him: "You girl is awake, I don't know what you think, you can sleep here for so long?" Don't you dislike the cold? ”

"Ah Sheng." Song Yige turned around calmly and looked, "Why are you here?" ”

"Of course, I'm here to see you little conscienceless, lest after a while, you won't even remember who I am." Ah Sheng took a few steps forward and leaned against the corner of the table.

The moment he passed by her, the scent on his body became even more obvious.

She looked up at him with a flat face: "How come?" You've helped me a lot, how could I not remember you. ”

"Do you remember?" Ah Sheng looked a little surprised, and the whole person was eager to try, and his eyes seemed to reflect the starlight in the sky.

Song Yige shook his head: "No, it's just a vague impression." ”

The light in Ah Sheng's eyes dimmed inch by inch, he narrowed his eyes, and after a while he asked, "Why are you pretending to be your brother now?" ”

"What about you?" Song Yige looked at him, "These days, why didn't you come to me?" ”