His breathing was even, slightly warm, wrapped around her ear.

"Over the years, you have suffered too much." Song Qingge lowered her head, her eyes deep and shallow, and fell on his hands wrapped around her waist.

"It's enough to be able to hold you like this anymore at this moment." His emotional words were full of tenderness.

She closed her eyes and rubbed in the crook of his arm.

After a moment, Yu Feng stepped forward and lowered his head behind the two of them, "Childe, Miss is awake and looking for you everywhere." ”

Luo Jingsheng's deep eyes flashed a little sick, and the next moment he let go of his hand, "You wait for me here first, I'll go and see Xiao Wu." ”

"Hmm."

Song Qingge opened his eyes, hooked the corners of his lips and nodded.

She sat in the attic, the breeze on her cheeks, and in the breeze she smelled gorse.

It was the beginning of May, and it was indeed time for the gorse to bloom.

Fu Rou drove the carriage to the Lishui Temple, and prayed for blessings as usual in the Lishui Temple as Song Qingge instructed. When the sun was setting, she walked out of the temple in the yellow sunset, and not far away, a figure stood in front of her.

Her body froze in place, layers of cold sweat broke out on her hand holding the incense candle, and her face was full of panic, "Hou, Hou..."

Duan Wangchen turned around slowly, the corners of his mouth hooked up a little, and asked her, "What about the second lady?" ”

"I, Miss, Miss She..."

She couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Let me ask you again, what about the second lady?" He accentuated his tone, his voice tingling with a thick chill.

"Slave, slave doesn't know." Gritting her teeth, she flatly denied it.

"Okay."

Duan Wangchen slowly spit out this word, and the waiter took someone out and forcibly took her back to the Hou Mansion, she struggled, and the incense candles in her hands were scattered all over the ground.

When Luo Jingsheng rushed to the edge of Yun Wu's soft couch, she was about to get out of bed, and he hurriedly ran up to hold her arms, "You stay in bed well, don't move." ”

"Senior brother, where have you been?"

When he wasn't there, she felt insecure, and she always felt that everything was empty.

"Ah Ge is here." He said to her lightly, and there was no obvious joy in his words, but Yun Wu was still stunned.

"I didn't think she'd come here to find you." She smiled, and a smile appeared on her face that was happy for him.

"She..."Thinking of what Song Qingge said, Luo Jingsheng still paused and did not continue.

"I'm fine, you go and stay with her." She thought he was worried that Song Qingge would wait for him too long, so she urged him.

"I'll stay a little longer."

Luo Jingsheng tucked the futon tightly for her, with tenderness in her eyebrows and eyes.

"I'm really fine, Ah Ge finally came to find you, you go and accompany her." She reached out and nudged his wrist, curling the corners of her lips at him, then turned her back.

"Then what do you call me?"

Luo Jingsheng knew that she was doing it on purpose, and told her by her bedside, but he didn't get a response from her, so he slowly walked out of the house.

Yun Wu bit his fingers, his throat was dry, and warm tears soaked into the soft pillow.

He originally belonged to Song Qingge, and she has occupied it for so many years, so it should be returned to others. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand, she shouldn't cry, she should be happy for him.

Even though he couldn't see, she struggled to curl the corners of her lips.

Luo Jingsheng walked out of the house and asked Yufeng to guard the Yunshui Pavilion, and he went back to the Guanju Pavilion first. When he walked up to the attic, Song Qingge had already fallen asleep on the guardrail.

He walked over slowly, squatting down beside her, she even frowned slightly when she fell asleep, and it could be seen that she slept very unsteadily, and her face was still a little tired.

The breeze ruffled her hair and scattered it on the corners of her forehead. Luo Jingsheng reached out and gently brushed her hair behind her ear.

Accidentally, he touched her earlobe, she immediately opened her eyes, and saw that the face in front of her was Luo Jingsheng, and the vigilance on her face disappeared a little.

"I didn't expect to wake you up." He stood up and smiled, a little shy.

"I fell asleep."

She rubbed her eyes, and then remembered that this was in Changle Mansion.

Suddenly, she raised her eyes and looked at the sky, only the last trace of light was left in the distance, and the sky was dyed red, she stood up and said anxiously: "Brother Xiao, I have to go back." ”

Fu Rou must have returned from the Lishui Temple a long time ago, and at this moment, I am afraid that she is waiting for her on the road anxiously.

"Then I'll send you back."

Luo Jingsheng put away his smile and was about to take her downstairs.

"No need, you stay with Miss Yunwu, and I'm afraid that my cousin will see you, and I'm afraid that it will be difficult to clean up when the time comes."

Otherwise, she didn't want to say too much, and hurried down the attic. Luo Jingsheng didn't worry about her, so he sent Yufeng to quietly follow her and send her back to the house.

But Song Qingge didn't see Furou all the way, so she had to go back to Zhuyunyuan alone.

In the courtyard of Zhuyun Garden, the lights were bright, and as soon as she walked in, she saw Duan Wangchen sitting on the bench, exuding a chill on his body, he lowered his head, and she couldn't see his expression.

Later, she saw Furou fainting to the ground. Beside her, there were still bits and pieces of blood.

"Furou, Furou."

Song Qingge ran over, squatted down and helped her from the ground to his arms.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Duan Wangchen raised his head and looked at her, "Cousin, you're back." In the words, there was no trace of temperature, and it was cold and terrifying.

The palm of her hand felt the warm blood stains from Furou's body, her eyes were stunned, and she raised her head and asked him, "What did you do to her?" ”

"Don't do anything, as a subordinate, I asked her about your whereabouts, and she refused to say it, so I tried some way to get her to say it. But I didn't expect her mouth to be really strict. ”

He leaned down slightly towards her, his eyes cold.

"She is the one who came out of the Song Palace, you know that I love her the most, how can I punish her so heavily?"

Song Qingge's eyes cooled a little colder, and the face of the person in front of her became more and more blurry, making her more and more unable to see clearly.

No matter how she is, she is also a maid, and she should know the truth that she will answer whatever her master asks. If she doesn't understand, I'll teach her for you. ”

He slowly bent down and reached out to pull her up from the ground and into his arms, allowing her to sit on his laps.

"You let go of me!"

Song Qingge struggled hard, but was imprisoned tightly by him.

He opened his mouth and said to the two guards in front of him, "Wake her up!" His face was very flat, and he couldn't see a trace of joy or anger.

"Yes!"

The two guards answered, and two basins of cold water were poured on the unconscious Furou. Her body shook violently, and the next moment she opened her eyes, and she said with a panicked face, "The slave doesn't know, the slave doesn't know..."

Then, when she saw the skirt on the ground, she raised her head, and when she saw Song Qingge who was imprisoned in her arms by Duan Wangchen, she smiled at her, "Miss, don't worry, the slave is fine, nothing at all." ”

"Furou." She bit her lip and her eyes sparkled.

"Say! Where did the second lady go today? Duan Wangchen opened his mouth and asked her sharply.

"Slave, I don't know." She bit word by word very hard, but she refused to let go.

He held out his hand to the waiter, who handed him the sword in his hand, and he picked her chin with the sword, "It seems that the lesson was not harsh enough." Then, the blade moved down little by little, resting on her slender arm, "What would happen if you stabbed a sword here?" ”

Song Qingge's body moved, she grabbed his hand on her waist, and wanted to take his hand away, but he raised the sword in his hand and stabbed it hard at Fu Rou's arm.

"Don't!"

She exclaimed, but it was too late, and the sword in his hand was plunged straight into her arm, and a few drops of blood splashed on her face, wet and smelling of blood.

Fu Rou's clothes were full of blood, her face was pale, and her lips had lost their color, but she still smiled at her: "Miss, the slave is fine." ”

"I say, I say." Song Qingge stopped struggling, turned back to look at his face, and pleaded with him.

"Huh?"

Duan Wangchen lowered his eyes, and the light fell on her panicked face.

"I went to Changle Mansion and went to see Luo Gongzi. It was me who lied to you and said that you were going to Lishui Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings, but as soon as I left the house, I was separated from Furou. Her eyes glistened with tears and her face was full of pleading.

"It turned out that I went to see the young man of Changle Mansion." Duan Wangchen handed the sword in his hand to the waiter, reached out and picked her chin, "Why do you want to see Luo Gongzi?" As I recall, you didn't have a deep friendship with him. ”

Her long eyelashes twitched, and she choked up and replied, "I have something to ask him." ”

The force in his hand increased slightly, and there was a chill in his words, "Still unwilling to tell me the truth?" ”

Her lips and teeth trembled, she twisted her eyebrows, and then admitted in one breath, "Yes, the box of peach blossom cakes you saw in Zhuyun Garden last time was made for him." My cousin and I relied on him for this marriage, and he said that he liked to eat the peach blossom cake I made, so I made another box and brought it to him.

But last time, I saw that you were angry like that, and if I knew that I made another box and gave it to him, I would have been very angry, so I didn't dare to tell you again, so I came up with such a way to deceive you. ”

"That's it?"

Duan Wangchen's eyes narrowed, and his words were full of doubt.

"That's it, if my cousin doesn't believe it, forget it! You hurt Furou like this for such a trivial matter, and I won't forgive you easily this time! ”

She grabbed his hand and tore it away with all her might, so that she could pick up Furou on the floor and bring her into the house.

Duan Wangchen sat on the bench, looked at her thin body, and squinted.

When he walked into the house, Song Qingge noticed that a layer of cold sweat broke out in his palms. She settled down, put Furou on the soft couch, poured her the medicine given by Duan Wangchen, and bandaged her wounds.

Duan Wangchen didn't stay in the courtyard for too long, and as soon as she entered the house, he got up and left.

"Miss..."Seeing Song Qingge taking care of herself personally, Furou, who woke up, wanted to get up and get out of bed, and was suppressed by her, "You lie down well." ”

Fu Rou couldn't resist her, so she had to lie back down, "Master Hou, he didn't embarrass you, right?" The pain came up all of a sudden, and she fainted in pain.

"No, he's gone."

Song Qingge smiled at her, reassuring her.

"That's good." She also curled the corners of her lips and slowly fell asleep.

On the second day, as soon as Jiang Wanyin woke up, Rue Xiang told her what happened in Zhuyunyuan last night, "Is this really the case?" ”

She couldn't believe that Duan Wangchen would treat Song Qingge like this.

"Really, it is said that it was because she secretly went to Changle Mansion on the pretext of going to Lishui Temple to pray for blessings." Rue Xiang stood behind her, whispering as she brushed her hair in a bun.

"In that case, she is very close to Luo Jingsheng." She stared at the delicate face in the mirror, and the corners of her lips curled.

"Hou Ye doesn't like others to hide something from him, you said that if the Luo Jing Sheng of Changle Mansion really has some unpleasant feelings with her, what will happen to Hou Ye?"

Ruexiang's face has a hint of yin owl.

"Hmph, then Song Qingge doesn't have to stay in the Hou Mansion!" She knew Duan Wangchen's affection for Song Qingge in her heart, if he knew that Song Qingge had betrayed him, she was afraid that he would continue to torture her.

Suddenly, Rue Xiang seemed to remember something, "The slave suddenly remembered something. ”

Jiang Wanyin hooked her eyebrows, "What?" ”

"Madam, do you remember the last time I told you in the mansion, I seemed to see a man's figure flashing outside Zhuyun Garden." She put down the mahogany comb in her hand.

Jiang Wanyin's eyes lit up instantly, "You mean, that person may be Luo Jingsheng?" ”

"The slave doesn't dare to judge, but if she really gets close to the one in Changle Mansion, then it makes sense for him to appear in Zhuyun Garden."

Rue is also the light of the eyes.

She hurriedly instructed Ruxiang, "Then you send someone to keep an eye on it." ”

"Yes." Rue lowered her head.

"Song Qingge, this time I see how you get out?!" Jiang Wanyin clenched the silk handkerchief in her hand, gritted her teeth and said, she wanted to see Song Qingge get out of the Hou Mansion, the sooner the better.

It's just that at this time, she won't go to Zhuyun Garden, and going there at this time will only make Duan Wangchen disgusted with her. She was born at this time, far away from Song Qingge.

Since the last time he knew that Song Qingge had come to Changle Mansion, Yun Wu had been lying on the bed with pride, and he had found Luo Jingsheng less often.

Sometimes as soon as Luo Jingsheng finished feeding her the medicine, she would find an excuse to break him away. He knew that she was taboo in her heart, and the last time Song Qingge came to Changle Mansion to find him.

But Song Qingge is the person he cares about the most, and he has no way to hide this from her.

On this day, seeing that Yun Wu was looking for an excuse to break him away, he said: "Xiao Wu, I will take good care of you, if you don't want to tell Master about this, I will hide it from him for you." Don't worry, I won't let go of the person who hurt you. ”

Originally, Yun Wu was lying down well, but as soon as he said this, she immediately jumped up and shouted at him, "Who will take care of you?" I will take revenge on those who hurt me, you don't have to worry about it! Her emotions suddenly became very excited.

Luo Jingsheng thought that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly apologized to her, "I'm sorry, it's my senior brother who said the wrong thing." He handed the bowl to the wind and sat down beside her bed.

"You don't have to pity me so much, I have hands and feet, my injuries are healed, you don't have to take care of me so wholeheartedly every day, let alone you look at me with that sympathetic face!"

She frowned, and accused him word by word.

He stared at her, opened his eyebrows and explained to her, "I don't mean anything about it, I just want you to get better quickly and be that well-behaved and lovely junior sister again." ”

"What if I get back to being the well-behaved and lovely sister I used to be? It's not that you don't like me, and you think I always care about your business! There's nothing wrong with me doing this now, at least you won't always scold me for Song Qingge, and you won't think I'm in the way of you! ”

She became very sensitive, and her hands clutched the futon tightly.

Luo Jingsheng was stunned, the Yun Wu in front of him had a changeable temperament, and his heart was no longer as simple as before, "Then you should be quiet, and I will come to see you later." ”

With that, he turned around.

Suddenly, she stretched out her hand, grabbed his waist from behind, put her face on his back, and said aggrievedly, "Senior brother, don't you want Xiao Wu anymore?" ”

A trace of bitterness appeared between Luo Jingsheng's lips, "No, Senior Brother doesn't want Xiao Wu." ”

"Then why have you come to accompany me less often lately?" She could feel that since Song Qingge had left last time, he had come to Yunshui Pavilion less and less.

Luo Jingsheng's face stiffened a little, and he turned his head to explain to her, "You think too much, I'm just dealing with government affairs during this time. ”

Although he knew that Duan Wuchen did this, if he couldn't find out the motive behind him, he was afraid that there would be endless troubles.

Moreover, the mere fact that he knew that he was Xiao Yunqi made him suspicious of him. In this way, maybe before he told Duan Wangchen his identity, he knew that he was Xiao Yunqi, and all this was just a scene he played with him.

He is the great disciple of Wuluan Mountain, if he is played by a Hou Ye who is in decline in Chang'an City, then he will not become a joke of the world, and the prestige of Wuluan Mountain will also be slandered.

"Is that really the case?"

She didn't believe it, and stared at him with those clear eyes, for fear of missing any subtle look on his face.

"Hmm."

He nodded immediately.

Only then did she burst into tears.

"Silly girl." Luo Jingsheng scraped the tip of her nose with his hand, and the smile on her face became even stronger.

"Then you can get some rest." He told her to stand up and was grabbed by her wrist, "What's wrong?" He looked back at her.

"Senior brother, I don't blame you, not at all."

After she finished speaking, she obediently lay down.

Luo Jingsheng looked at her, and a trace of warmth crept up in his heart, spreading out little by little, making him feel warm all over his body.

This silly girl, although sometimes she has sharp teeth and sharp mouth, can always say something that makes him feel warm.

He curled the corners of his lips at her, and that smile was like a rising sun to Yun Wu, illuminating her heart.

She thought that she would remember this light for a lifetime and stay in her heart for the rest of her life.

Although this light belongs to someone else, at this time, it belongs to her, so it is enough, enough.

As soon as he came out of the Yunshui Pavilion, he opened his mouth and asked Yu Feng, "How did the matter go last time?" ”

"The subordinates went down to check, and the relationship between Duan Wangchen and Jiang Hechi was indeed not harmonious, not just as it appeared on the surface. Back then, Jiang He killed Duan Nancheng late, and his subordinates also felt that he would not have a relationship with him in private. There is one person, Duan Wangchen is quite close to him, and their relationship is very hidden. ”

Yufeng stood in front of him, saying word by word.

Luo Jingsheng's eyes sank, "Who?" ”

Yu Feng leaned over slightly, "General Zhennan, Bian Luo." At this moment, he was staying in Chang'an City, and Emperor Xuanyuan allowed him to go back to the city to visit his relatives for a few days, otherwise he would be in Zhennan on weekdays. ”

"General Zhennan?" He muttered the words, and his eyes deepened.

"Duan Wangchen hasn't been to Changle Mansion for a long time, we should take the initiative to go to the Hou Mansion's Mansion to find him. You go and prepare some gifts, and tomorrow we will go to the Hou Gong's mansion. Although he knew that Duan Wuchen knew his identity, he still had to accompany him to continue acting in this scene.

"Yes."

Yu Feng hurriedly retreated and went to prepare the gifts to be delivered to the Hou Mansion tomorrow.

On the second day, caught off guard, Duan Wangchen received the news that Luo Jingsheng had come to the Hou Gong's Mansion. He stayed in the study for a long time before he spoke: "Go and pass him in, and call the second lady by the way." ”

"Yes."

The clerk withdrew, and ordered them to be brought over.

"Master Hou is too inauthentic, after you asked you to help the fourth prince do something last time, I didn't see you bring a reply to Jingsheng."

As soon as Luo Jingsheng walked into his study, he greeted him, "No, I can only come over with my eyes, these are the little gifts I prepared for Hou Ye, and I also ask Hou Ye to smile." ”

Yufeng brought up a box of antiques and presented it to the waiter.

Duan Wangchen sat on the bench, as if he suddenly remembered something, "Childe, look at me, since marrying the second lady, my memory has become worse and worse, and I forgot to tell you about the fourth prince and Jiang Hechi, and I also ask Gongzi not to take Benhou's words to heart." ”

"It's okay, I came today to remind the Hou Ye that the relationship between him and the four princes has to continue to be wooed, don't forget the plan we set at the beginning, you have to borrow the hands of the four princes to get rid of Jiang Hechi."

Luo Jingsheng stood a foot away from him, bowing his head slightly across the desk, although he was not close to him, Duan Wuchen could feel the aura he deliberately suppressed, as well as the arrogance in his words.

Duan Wangchen smiled at him, "I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten, how dare my father's Qiu Benhou forget." At this time, the voice of the waiter came from outside the door, "Master Hou, the second lady is here." ”

"Hmm."

He answered.

Song Qingge walked in from outside with a cup of hot tea. Seeing Luo Jingsheng in front of the station, her face froze for a moment, and the next moment she returned to normal.

Duan Wangchen stretched out his hand towards her, with tenderness in his eyes, "Ah Ge, come here." ”

She took the tea in her hand, passed by Luo Jingsheng's side, and walked towards Duan Wangchen step by step, with a strong sense of unease in her heart.

"Cousin."

She lowered her head and set the tea in her hand on the desk.

Suddenly, Duan Wangchen stretched out his hand, took her into his arms, lowered his head and asked her, "Did you miss me?" ”

Song Qingge glanced at Luo Jingsheng, his body was a little resistant, and pushed him away slightly with his hand, "Cousin, the son is still here." ”

Luo Jingsheng only lowered his head and did not make a sound. The hand hidden in his sleeve clenched into a fist little by little, and the light in his eyes was a terrifying chill one after another.