Song Xingchen's eyes lit up: "Yelang, why are you here?" ”

Yelang stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Xingchen: "I'll come to see you." ”

"What do you think of me on this big night?" There was some teasing in his eyes as he spoke.

Yelang hugged Song Xingchen: "Then what are you doing here?" ”

Song Xingchen pouted: "I don't have a problem with you, what do you mean by suddenly moving out." ”

Song Xingchen was also vaguely worried in his heart, afraid that because he had not lived with the Song family in the past two years, Yelang began to reject the Song family and felt unaccustomed.

Yelang hung the tip of Song Xingchen's nose: "You really don't know why I left the Song family?" ”

Song Xingchen glared: "I want to know why I still ask you?" ”

"Then do you know why Shao Shen Yi doesn't live in the Song family."

"Of course, it's because Brother Shen and Second Sister are engaged, and it's not polite to live together."

"Then why don't you allow Zhou Anxu to see your third sister in private."

Song Xingchen vaguely guessed the reason, she moved her lips, and stared at Yelang with round eyes.

"You...... You are ......"

"Guessed?"

"But, you...... You're different from them, you're a son-in-law. ”

The tenderness and sweetness in Yelang's heart were only helpless and funny when Song Xingchen said this.

"Silly girl."

He doesn't care if he is a son-in-law or not, but he can't let her have any stain and be criticized by anyone.

Yelang stretched out his hand and took Song Xingchen in his arms.

Song Xingchen also obediently stayed in his arms and did not move, and the moonlight seemed to sprinkle a circle of dappled light and shadow between the two.

"Xingchen, let's get married."

It has been two years since Yelang and Song Xingchen got married two years ago, and the last time Yelang mentioned this topic once, Song Xingchen skipped it, this time it was the second time Yelang mentioned this topic, but this time, Song Xingchen hesitated.

She hesitated for a long time, and suddenly she couldn't say anything to refuse, or rather, she didn't want to refuse.

Being away from this person for too long is like an ordeal.

And that feeling is not very pleasant.

However, this proposal is too casual.

Song Xingchen had any dissatisfaction, so he naturally said it.

"Your proposal is too casual."

Yelang was stunned at first, and then ecstatic.

"Okay, I'll give you everything you want."

The two of them didn't know how long they hugged each other, and when Song Xingchen felt sleepy, Yelang picked up the person and sent the person back.

Song Xingchen was put on the bed, and Yelang was about to leave, but she grabbed her hand.

"Don't go."

Yelang was helpless: "Okay, I'm not leaving." ”

In a daze, Song Xingchen's requirements and conditions became more and more: "Sing me a lullaby." ”

Yelang was helpless: "What is a lullaby?" ”

Song Xingchen opened his mouth and sang.

"Sleep, sleep, my dear darling. Mother's hands gently shake you, the cradle shakes you to sleep quickly, the night is quiet, how warm the night is. Sleep, sleep, my dear darling......"

Song Xingchen kept repeating this sentence.

Yelang learned it after listening to it three times, but this was originally a very sweet song, but it was a little creepy to taste it with Yelang's dark voice.

Song Xingchen couldn't hold back his laughter.

"You'd better stop singing."

Yelang stopped a little abruptly, but left two words in Song Xingchen's ear before leaving, and Song Xingchen's cheeks flushed when he listened.

And in his sleep, Song Xingchen repeated Yelang's words in his mind - baby.

In her past life and this life, this is the first time that someone has called her like this, and someone has put her on the tip of their hearts to pamper and care for her.

Song Xingchen fell asleep, but Yelang sat on a high place and looked into the distance.

Zhou Anxu was in a bad mood when he was called in the middle of the night, but as soon as he heard that it was Yelang, he was cowardly again.

Yelang is his sister-in-law, he can't be offended, he can't be offended.

"Yelang, you...... If you have something to say, don't think about jumping off the roof. ”

Yelang glanced at Zhou Anxu and jumped off the roof.

Alas.

Zhou Anxu closed his eyes, afraid of seeing Yelang fall half to death, but he didn't see it.

Yelang is also a last resort to find Zhou Anxu, he doesn't know too many ways to please girls, and there is only one person who needs him to please from beginning to end.

It was unnecessary before, and Song Xingchen was more mature than other girls, so he thought he couldn't use those methods.

But when I really wanted to use it, I realized that I couldn't think of anything, I didn't know anything.

How does this work?

"You want to marry Xingchen, so, prepare a ceremony for Xingchen to promise you?"

"Yes."

"That's it, courtship?"

"Yes."

Regarding the method of marriage proposal, Song Xingchen mentioned it in passing when they were young.

The words are unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

Yelang wrote it down.

Therefore, Song Xingchen mentioned it casually this time, and Yelang naturally remembered it.

In other words, as long as Song Xingchen said everything, he remembered every word.

Zhou Anxu's eyes lit up, and he felt that he had suddenly learned amazing information.

"Actually, this way of coaxing girls is the same, that is, to make her feel that she is valued and cherished......"

After the two of them talked a lot, the sky was completely bright.

Yelang's eyes also lit up, and he nodded thoughtfully.

"Thank you."

After speaking, he strode away.

Zhou Anxu, who had stayed up all night, was full of energy at the moment, and his eyes were shining.

"No, you can't let Yelang take the lead, otherwise there will be no surprises in March."

But he forgot that everyone was engaged, and he didn't have a half-word here.

——

Although Yelang and the Qin family have been secretly playing for two years, they have never come to the public, not to mention that Qin Weiye and Qin Zishen, the heads of the Qin family, have never taken Yelang seriously.

Not to mention the Song family.

In their eyes, if there is no Du family, they are just a group of rabble, so there is no need to worry about it.

However, the behavior of the Qin family is completely inconsistent with that of the third prince, which is intriguing.

But it can also be seen from here that the Qin family is gradually marginalized by the An family and the three princes.

In their opinion, the Qin family had lost the value he had originally been pulled into.

Especially after being crushed by the Du family.

The An family and the third prince have been in frequent contact with the Du family.

Du Zhi didn't say anything about this, but it doesn't mean that no one knows.

Of course, that's another story.

And Yelang and Zhou Anxu did not go home after they separated, but came to the boat shop, rented a boat, and when Yelang came out, he happened to meet Qin Zishen, the eldest son of the Qin family.

As the future heir of the Qin family, Qin Zishen is quite personable to the outside world, he turned sideways slightly, took the initiative to get out of the way, and was as easy-going as he wanted.

"Childe, please."

Yelang looked at Qing Qin Zishen with a sarcastic smile.

If he knew that today was the way for him, he was afraid that he would be vomited to death.

And Qin Zishen was also full of curiosity about Yelang, and glanced up, but at this glance, he was stunned.

It wasn't until Yelang walked away that Qin Zishen reacted.

"Who is that person who passed by just now?"

The little guy in the back hurriedly stepped forward: "That person is Yelang of the Song family." ”

Qin Zishen's heart beat violently.

"He's Yelang?"

"Yes, Childe."

"The Song family?"

"Yes."

"Then why doesn't he have the surname Song?"

Xiao Wu thought for a while before speaking: "It is said that it is because Yelang is not from the Song family, he was saved by the Song family, and he is also the fiancé of Miss Song San." ”

Qin Zishen clenched his hand suddenly: "You go and check, in which year Yelang was rescued by the Song family, and where was he rescued, be quick." ”

Although the little guy was a little surprised at how his son, who had always been steady and self-controlled, panicked like this, he was still ordered to go out to check the situation.

After the little guy left, Qin Zishen turned around and went back to Qin's house, he locked himself in the room and never came out, but the picture in his mind became clearer and clearer.

"Qin Zishen, what do you want to do?"

"What are you doing, can't you see it Qin Zikun, of course I want you to die, if you die, my grandfather can see me, and I can justifiably become the eldest young master of the Qin family, why are you born, why do you want to live, obviously my father and my mother are in love, if it weren't for you and your mother, how could my mother and I fall to such a point."

"Heh, what gives a concubine the feeling of being on top, your aunt who is bent on dreaming? Or Qin Weiye? ”

Until more than ten years later, Qin Zishen still remembered that Qin Zikun's expression was so disdainful when he looked at him, and the kind of eyes that seemed to be looking at something dirty in his heart deeply stabbed Qin Zishen.

It was precisely because of that look that he finally made him reach out and push a fresh life into the rolling torrent.

"Bang ......"

The knock on the door suddenly sounded, Qin Zishen trembled, raised his head, and even his voice was a little hoarse.

"Who."

"Zishen, it's my mother, are you there?"

Qin Zishen got up and opened the door, and saw a half-old walking in, but although she was old, she could still be regarded as charming. It's just that there are more mean images between the eyebrows and eyes, and the facial features are a little bland, which is the aspect of Fu Bo.

"My mother heard that you came back and locked yourself in the room alone, so I came to take a look, this is the chicken soup that my mother boiled, drink a little."

Qin Zishen took it and put the chicken soup aside, where was he still in the mood to drink chicken soup at this moment.

Putting the chicken soup aside, Qin Zishen frowned and said, "Mother, do you remember the incident more than ten years ago?" ”

The woman was stunned for a moment: "What's the matter?" ”

"Qin Zikun."

Qin Zishen didn't make a sound, but just made a lip shape, and the woman's face changed drastically.

"Zishen, you, why did you suddenly say this."

Qin Zishen touched his neck: "I remember that there is a birthmark on the back of his neck that is similar to ingots. ”