Song Yuyan embroidered the sachet in the house, and took Gu Ran's away the day before yesterday, so she thought about embroidering one for him again.

Xiaozhu came in with a porcelain vase that had just been inserted with fresh peach branches, "The peach blossoms in the yard this year are the best blooming outside Miss's house, presumably because of Miss's luck." ”

Song Yuyan raised his head and looked at the clusters of peach blossoms, the pink head was stained with morning dew, and he smiled unconsciously, and his cheeks were pink: "It is my blessing to inherit the peach blossoms." ”

The master and servant were laughing here, only to see Song Yuxin come in, wearing a bright yellow Luo skirt today, embroidered with colorful butterflies on the skirt, with the pace of the wings fanning, the gold dust sticky on the wings is particularly dazzling in the early sun.

Song Yuxin likes eye-catching things.

"Why is the eldest sister here?" Song Yuyu put down the sachet in his hand and hurriedly got up to greet him.

Song Yuxin was helped in by Xiaozhu: "If you have nothing to do, come and see what the second sister does." His eyes fell on the sachet, Song Yuyan was so shy that he wanted to take it away, but Song Yuxin took it in his hand first, "Mandarin duck? For Gu Ran, right? ”

Song Yuyan's face was red, and he hummed softly, Song Yuxin seemed to be smiling, and threw the sachet on the table, "There is still leisure to embroider things here, and everyone is about to be snatched away." ”

The shy pink knot formed a hard shell piece by piece, and Song Yuyan's heart trembled suddenly: "What do you mean?" ”

"Gu Ran's carriage is parked outside, just go and take a look."

Gu Ran is here? Song Yuyan hurriedly walked out. He must have come to see her, who else did he know in this Hou Mansion?

But why are you afraid......

Xiaozhu followed closely behind and chased Song Yuyan, who was frantically running towards the gate, calling her name all the time, but the people in front refused to stop or slow down.

The rapid pace stopped under the tree, Gu Ran stood beside the carriage, holding the woman's hand, and the delicate figure jumped off the car like a light rabbit.

…… Song Ting......

Song Yuyan's heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and the cold and biting water flooded his chest, blocking the breath that came up, and the more it accumulated, the more painful it became.

"Don't forget to tell you about it." Gu Ran grabbed Song Ting's neck, "Since we are already brothers, you can't ignore it, right?" ”

Song Ting looked away: "What's the benefit of that?" ”

"The most luxurious restaurant in Cheng'an, please eat for three days."

Song Ting laughed loudly and fisted with Gu Ran: "A word is a certainty, no remorse!" ”

This scene fell in Song Yuyan's eyes, the two were so intimate, Gu Ran's bright smile was like a beam of sunlight on the snow, piercing his eyes hot and painful, and his tears were burning.

Obviously it is a good spring, the peach blossoms in the courtyard are scorching and blooming, the pink is like the sunset on the horizon, and the wind has a sweet breath, she has never seen the peach blossoms bloom like this in any year...... It broke her heart.

"Miss, let's go back." The tip of Xiaozhu's nose was sour, and he gently called Song Yuyan.

Song Yuyan's throat was dull and painful, and what he wanted to say was wrapped in his throat and he couldn't speak.

Song Yushi was making soup for Mrs. Tang in the kitchen, when she heard Xiaocha running from the front yard, and excitedly said that Miss Fifth was back, she immediately dropped the soup spoon in her hand and went out to see.

I saw that Song Ting was in a very good mood, and he was shaking a stack of yellow paper in his hand.

"Little Wu, you're finally back! You okay! Song Yushi immediately ran over, and learned that she was missing with Yan Zeyu in the other courtyard yesterday, and she searched in the forest for a whole day without finding a trace, and it wasn't until late at night that Gu Ran asked someone to send a message saying that Xiao Wu was fine, so she didn't have to worry.

"It's okay, this is what Gu Ran asked me to give you."

Song Yushi pinched the package of things wrapped in yellow paper, and with a little force, she felt that something was broken, and immediately relaxed the strength in her hand, and was so curious that she untied the string and opened the paper to take a look.

"Chestnut cake!"

Xiaozhu exclaimed, Song Yushiqiao's face was slightly red, and she smiled softly.

"How?" Isn't it just a chestnut cake, what's the fuss, but she doesn't seem to have seen it sold on Cheng'an Xiaodian Street, Song Ting wondered: "Where did he buy it?" ”

Xiaozhu said: "This chestnut cake is the lady's favorite food when she was a child, and now you need to ride a horse to drive for an hour on the way to the small county town in the southern suburbs of Cheng'an." ”

Yo West ...... Song Ting raised his eyebrows and smiled very evilly, holding Song Yushi's arm, "A beautiful woman on the red dust laughs, no one knows that it is a chestnut cake." ”

made Song Yushi embarrassed, and ran back to the kitchen in shame.

After cooking a pot of duck soup, she ordered someone to take it to Changshou Garden, and she and Song Ting walked behind.

"After Yan Zeyu and I left yesterday, he didn't do anything to you, right?" Song Ting whispered in Song Yushi's ear and asked.

Song Yushi shook her head, and her already soft voice became even softer when she mentioned Gu Ran, "Gu Gongzi is well-behaved, you think too much." ”

If Gu Youwei can be regarded as having good conduct, then Yan Zeyu and her are in a single room without even looking at the six pure roots......

In the eyes of the lover, this sentence is really an eternal truth.

When I arrived at Changshou Yuan, Mrs. Tang's personal maid Liu Ma came out and saluted the two young ladies.

"Mother Liu, where are you going?" Song Ting said.

"I went to the pharmacy to get some medicine to dissolve congestion and invigorate blood, and yesterday the old lady accidentally broke her foot when she drowned at night."

"Then go ahead, don't delay here."

"Okay."

Mrs. Donald couldn't move around with her feet broken, so she had to lie down and turn through the old books she had read for many years, and one of her slightly bruised ankles was raised and rested on the high stool on the side of the collapse.

There was a rich aroma faintly from the tip of the nose, and then Song Ting and Song Yushi walked into the house, and there was a stove in the house, and a charcoal fire was burning in it.

"What did Shi'er do for me again?"

The temperature in this room was inevitably hot for the young and vigorous two, and the vests were already covered with a thin layer of sweat. The next person put the small casserole on the table and prepared the dishes and chopsticks, "In the past few days, the temperature has plummeted a lot in the cold spring and night, so I specially stewed duck soup for my grandmother to dispel the cold on my body." ”

Song Ting sat on the edge of the collapse and held the leg that had been removed and put outside into his arms, "Outside, my sister and I heard from Mother Liu that your foot is broken, is it better now?" ”

Mrs. Tang was smiling, and all the wrinkles piled up in the corners of her eyes, "There are two good grandchildren who are worried about it, and the good ones are naturally fast." ”

As soon as the exposed feet were long, they became cold, Song Ting covered them with his hands, and then took a soft blanket to wrap them in for his feet.

"Come, grandma, drink while it's hot."

Mrs. Tang tasted it, squinting her eyes as if enjoying it, "Shi'er's craftsmanship is still so good, whoever marries you in the future is a blessing from his previous life." ”

Song Yushi's whole body was hot, and even her face was hot.

Mother Liu trotted all the way back, snorting and panting into the house, Song Ting took the safflower oil from her hand, and then took off Mrs. Tang's socks, only to see a bruised and swollen small lump on the ankle, and the bruise did not disperse, but the good thing was that the scope was not large.

Song Ting poured the oil on his fingertips and rubbed it gently, turning it around and around, "Fortunately, the swollen area is not large, grandma has been resting on the couch for the past few days, don't move anymore." ”

Mother Liu scolded in a low voice beside her: "These craftsmen don't have a heart, the old man's body is not as good as you children, change Ming'er let the old man go to the palace to ask for a pot used by the queen mother." ”

Donald chuckled: "It's just a matter of saying this in Changshou Yuan, so that outsiders don't make a joke when they hear it, but I blame my old woman for being old and dizzy." ”

Song Ting and Song Yushi stayed in the Longevity Garden until three o'clock in the afternoon, and only left after lunch and waiting for the old man to go to bed and rest.

Last night, the bed board of the temple was narrow and hard, and there was no cushion from the Hou Mansion to humiliate and soft, Song Ting couldn't sleep well all night, and today she yawned again and again, Song Yushi smiled and pushed her back to Lan Ting Yuan, "You go and sleep quickly, your mouth is not closed today." ”

Song Ting yawned again: "Then I'll go to sleep." ”

Song Ting can always wake up with a pillow when she takes a nap, I don't know how many hours she has been asleep, there is a golden light shining on her eyes in the mist, she gasped heavily, turned over and eased herself between the cotton mattresses that had been incensed by dates, and opened her eyes.

It was already dusk, and the bundles of gold were painted from the window lattices to the ground, and the layers of gray tiles were seen through the window, and the green smoke curled in the chimney of the kitchen, rising into the blue sky and melting into a cloud of smoke.

Zao Zao and Siyou were playing with the cat in the courtyard, Yu Guang saw that Song Ting was up, so he ran in, and Song Ting found a piece of rice paper in the pear blossom wooden cabinet and spread it on the table.

"Jujube, grinding ink."

Zao Zao poured water into the inkstone, "Miss, what do you want to write?" ”

"Draw."

Song Ting squatted on a chair and held his cheeks and muttered for a while, then dipped his pen in ink and drew on rice paper.

Zao Zao looked at it from the side, thinking that the young lady could draw the flowers and trees in the yard, but the pen traced a circle, and added a few strokes to the circle, and added a few strokes to the circle. It's like a chair with four corners, but the top of the chair is empty, and there's something underneath.

Zao Zao wondered: "Miss, what are you painting?" ”

"Toilet ......" Song Ting's eyebrows moved, "It's the night pot you are talking about." ”

Zao Zao's face turned purple, "What is Miss painting that?" ”

Song Ting put down his pen, picked up the paper and shook it, "The old lady broke her foot in the toilet late last night, so I thought about finding a carpenter to make this thing, and I can sit and solve it in the future." ”

Hearing that Miss is for the old lady, Zao Zao instantly breathed a sigh of relief, Miss now has more and more novel ideas, for fear that she will do something that will make the old man unhappy if she is not careful.

"Miss is so filial." Zao Zao pinched the corner of the drawing paper and pulled it to his eyes: "I haven't seen a night pot like this." ”

"It's okay, make a few more then."

Here, just as the two of them were talking about the hot toilet in the house, there was a bang in the courtyard, followed by a scream from Siyou.

"Boss! Top dog! Dead! ”

Siyou was fighting with the cat for the remaining hairballs of a jujube hook, only to hear a few crisp tiles from the roof, and then a huge black shadow collapsed from the beam.

The body is tall, the blood comes out of nowhere, the black robe that stains him is red, the four oily heads kill pigs and sheep with a lot of blood, and the blood of people is endless.

Song Ting immediately ran over and turned the man over with Siyou, only then did the blood source be exposed, and the left side of his waist and abdomen was opened with a one-and-a-half-foot-wide blood mouth, the blood was like a flood, and the flesh and blood were blurred and swollen all over, and the scarlet blood made Song Ting dizzy, and his stomach rolled as if he was going to vomit

"Quick, you get him in first." Song Ting closed his eyes and grabbed the clothes on his chest tightly, gasping for breath to force himself to calm down, Zao Zao and Siyou each took their own hands, and half-dragged the man into the house.

The spring breeze in the courtyard was slow, with the fragrance of a tree, Song Ting was a little more sober, opened his eyes and was about to go back to the house, but his eyes fell for a moment, but he saw a pair of eyes on the attic outside the courtyard wall, as if staring at his every move.

Looking up carefully, I saw a gray and black shadow standing upstairs in the distance looking at where he was, Song Ting rubbed his eyes, and when he looked again, the shadow disappeared.