At the beginning of the Yin period, the Song Xingchen sisters were called up and began to prepare for marriage.

No one in the Song Mansion was busy, and Song Keymei also dressed up her two daughters early and asked them to go to the courtyard of the Song Xingchen sisters to listen to the arrangements of the adults.

However, Song Lu felt sorry for the two children, so he asked them to eat something and rest in the room next to the bride's boudoir, so as not to make the two little ones unable to hold on.

Not only the children of Song Keymei, but also several little guys of the grandchildren of the Song family are also dressed festively to complete their tasks, as for whether they can remember this scene, it is another matter.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Song Xingchen, who had been tossed very energetically, looked at the bride dressed up like a ghost, and still looked unbearable, but he didn't want Song Lu's to spoil his fun, so he had to resist the urge to drive people away, thinking about going back to the space to wash himself.

All kinds of talking voices in her ears made Song Xingchen have a headache, but at this time she must be an obedient and obedient bride-to-be, otherwise she will embarrass her family, even if Song Xingchen wants to shout loudly, she can only roar thousands of times in her heart.

"Xingchen is dressed up like this, and he is really beautiful like a fairy, especially the appearance of not speaking, which is even more pitiful." Song Yue stood aside with a wicked smile on her face.

"The second sister wants me to be embarrassed, so I'd better go and ask my mother if it's allowed. Otherwise, I have to be trained by my mother, and the second sister is probably indispensable, right? Song Xingchen raised a light smile and glared at Song Yue fiercely.

Looking at the jokes of her sisters, this second sister really deserves to pay tribute.

Song Yueqing coughed, and didn't dare to tease Song Xingchen anymore, so as not to provoke Song Xingchen, and she couldn't eat good fruit herself.

"If the second sister is free, let's go and see the eldest sister, I won't work for the second sister to guard here, it's enough to have the third sister with you." Song Xingchen pouted, looking at Song Yue's expression of wanting to laugh and holding back, she couldn't help but want to talk back.

But it was already the second time she was wearing a wedding dress, in order to marry safely, Song Xingchen still decided to take Song Yue away, otherwise she didn't dare to guarantee when she would break the gong.

Song Xingchen is not a superstitious person, but getting married is a major event in life, and Song Xingchen naturally wants to be obedient.

"Second sister, you can go to the eldest sister's side, and the younger sister has me here." Song March, who was eating snacks, raised his head, and for some reason, stood on the same front as Song Xingchen.

Song Yue thought about it, gave Song Xingchen a 'see back' expression, and turned to leave.

It has become a habit to quarrel with Song Xingchen, and Song Yue really can't 'get along peacefully'.

"Meizi, has Xiaoxi fallen asleep?" Seeing Song Keymei enter the house, Song March beckoned to her, "Eat something to cushion your stomach first, it's still early to start the banquet." ”

"I've slept, thank you." Song Keymei smiled back, twisted a piece of dim sum, and asked, "March, do you have a body again?" I look like you're tired. ”

"Yikes! I don't seem to have come this month's monthly letter, so it can't be real, right? Song March raised her hand and stroked her stomach, looking ignorant.

Song Xingchen rolled his eyes indecently, speechless at the confused nature of his third sister.

"Third sister, you are already the mother of two children, why don't you even know if you have a body?" As soon as Song Xingchen wanted to turn around, she was stopped by two maids, almost ruining her makeup, "Hurry up and go to bed, you should be careful yourself during the wedding banquet, don't touch it." Forget it, you better go to the second sister and let the second sister diagnose your pulse, what you have in your stomach is royal blood, and gold is expensive. ”

"Okay, then I'll go." Song March had a little joy on her face, and multiple children were one more surprise for her.

Seeing Song March being helped away by the maid with a happy face, Song Xingchen subconsciously touched his lower abdomen, this place is empty, but after getting married, they should soon be able to have their own baby, right?

Thinking that he was about to become Yelang's wife, and then they had their own children, Song Xingchen, who had always been cheeky, couldn't help but blush.

"Xingchen, if you bow your head again, the bride won't be able to put on makeup for you." Song Keymei reminded on the side.

"Ahem." In order to hide the reason for his blushing, Song Xingchen winked at Song Keymei and said, "Meizi, can you help me get some food?" I slept hungry last night, and I won't eat anything again, I'm afraid I won't have the strength to get on the sedan chair. ”

"The second brother is also carrying you on the sedan chair, and then the groom takes over, where will you be able to use your strength? The bride is not allowed to eat anything other than the bride's noodles, and this rule cannot be broken. Song Keymei refused.

"Good plums, it's a big deal, I'll eat Liniang noodles a few more times, anyway, no one stipulates that you can eat them a few times." Song Xingchen turned around, shook Song Keymei's hand and said, "Although it doesn't take my effort to get on the sedan chair, you still want me to go to the church to get married, right?" What if I faint? ”

"Can you eat a few times without Niang noodles?" Song Keymei glared at Song Xingchen amusedly.

"There's no rule, that's okay." Song Xingchen said forcefully: "Besides, it's not the first time I've eaten divorced noodles, the last time I got married to Yelang and failed to get married, I had already eaten it once, and even the wedding dress was not the first time I ate it, where do I need to abide by so many rules." ”

Song Keymei knew that Song Xingchen was going to marry Yelang for the second time, and when she heard her words, she couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted when she looked at Song Xingchen's pitiful little expression.

Seeing this, Song Xingchen made persistent efforts and said: "Meizi, you don't know, I was injured before and shed a lot of blood, so I can't be hungry, otherwise I will be dizzy and have no strength to walk......

"Come on, your mouth, in addition to being greedy, can also speak well, I'm going to cook noodles for you, and obediently let the bride put makeup on you, but you can't delay." Song Keymei had no choice but to respond to Song Xingchen's request.

"It's still the best plum, remember to add an egg and put some shredded meat." Song Xingchen smashed his mouth and asked for a lot.

Song Keymei didn't bother to reply, got up and walked towards the small kitchen.

Although Song Xingchen should not eat as a bride, the Song family has never paid so much attention to the rules, so Song Keymei dared to agree to cook noodles at her request.

There was no one to talk with, Song Xingchen yawned boredly, if it weren't for the two girls around him who reminded him from time to time, he might have fallen asleep a few times.

And after Song Keymei poured down the small kitchen, she found a fire girl to help, there was really no one who could be idle today, and the people in the kitchen were all called to the big kitchen to help.

If it weren't for the fear that Song Xingchen would use hot water, it is estimated that there would not be a fire girl left here.

Song Keymei has been setting up a stall for the past few months, and she is very skilled in cooking, and she quickly cooked a bowl of steaming noodles.

"I make a little too many noodles, you can make a pot again, you can keep a bowl for yourself for a while, and bring the rest to the guest room next to Miss Four, and see if anyone is hungry and have a good bite." When Song Keymei was scooping noodles, she commanded the fire girl.

"Miss Song, slow down." Seeing that Song Keymei was about to leave, the fire girl stopped her, "The master has an order, and he wants me to assist Miss Song to get things done as soon as possible, I think Miss Song also wants to see her father and mother earlier, right?" ”

Song Keymei's face turned pale, and she looked at the girl as if she had seen a ghost, and she couldn't believe that the other party's person had actually been placed in Song Xingchen's small kitchen.

You must know that in addition to the people who serve the family and the nursing home, the people in the kitchen are the most important, once someone with bad intentions is inserted, it is easy to kill the master's family.

The maid glanced at Song Keymei expressionlessly, turned around and filled another bowl of noodles, took out a porcelain bottle from her arms and poured it into the soup bowl, stirred it with chopsticks, took the noodles in Song Keymei's hand, and placed eggs, shredded meat, vegetables and other things on it, and then handed it to Song Keymei.

"Miss Song had better keep in mind that her master's temper has always been not very good, but she treats those who do things for him with clear rewards and punishments. Miss Song hasn't done a good job of explaining to her master for so long, I'm afraid that the master won't have much patience, and then the master may not punish Miss Song for the sake of Miss Song's usefulness, but what will happen to Miss Song's father, it's hard to say. After the maid finished speaking, she sent the noodle bowl forward.

Song Keymei only felt chills all over her body, she never expected that person would do it today, and she wanted to hurt Song Xingchen with her hand.

"What is your master going to do? Why harm the stars? Didn't he say that he only needed what the stars had in their hands? Song Keymei asked with a trembling voice.

"Originally, the master only wanted things, but your speed of work was too slow, so the master changed his mind." The maid picked up Song Keymei's hand, put the noodle bowl in her hand, and said in a low voice: "Miss Song, it's better not to have other thoughts, this time the master just wants Song Xingchen, but next time it may be the entire Song family, and then Miss Song will be useless, so Miss Song's father and mother will be even more useless." ”

The maid's words exploded in Song Keymei's ears like a magic sound, and she didn't even notice that the soup bowl in her hand was hot.

The maid's words echoed over and over again in her mind, and Song Keymei found her thoughts for a long time, and asked in a trembling voice, "What does your master want to do with Xingchen?" What kind of medicine did you just put in the bowl? ”

The maid's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but she didn't know what to think of and didn't do anything, but explained: "Don't worry, Song Xingchen is still useful to the master, and what is in it is just some *." ”

"Really?" Song Keymei asked rhetorically in disbelief.

"If you don't believe it, forget it, disrupt the master's plan, and you just wait to collect your father's body." After the maid finished speaking, she turned around and went back to the stove to make a fire, as if she was really a fire girl.

Song Keymei looked at the back of the maid, her expression was a little dazed, and it wasn't until her eyes fell on the bowl of noodles she had served before that she dared to be sure that she was not hallucinating, and they really wanted to attack Song Xingchen.

As for what to do after stuning Song Xingchen, Song Keymei is really not sure.

Mu Ran turned around, Song Keymei was not sure how she walked back to Song Xingchen's room, and she didn't even hear Song Xingchen greet her with a smile.

"Well, this noodle is really good, if you don't want to set up a stall in the future, you can open a noodle restaurant in the alley of the capital to ensure that business is booming." Song Xingchen ate noodles and did not forget to praise Song Keymei's craftsmanship.

Song Keymei realized that Song Xingchen had eaten most of the bowl of noodles and was drinking soup with a bowl, and it was pointless for her to stop it.