"Song Xiang?" The short man hadn't reacted yet, and was rather confused as to which big man it was.

Song Shanwei gently lifted her chin, revealing a beautiful neck, and her demeanor was reserved and noble.

She looked at it lightly and didn't say a word.

She had this self-knowledge, knowing that just standing there would be enough to make a difference.

The companion looked around warily, then whispered in the short man's ear, "Are you stupid?" Which other Xiangye could it be? We can't afford to offend this young lady! ”

The short guard woke up like a dream, and instantly changed into a flattering face: "Miss Song, is there anything wrong with you?" ”

Song Shanwei's phoenix eyes swept up, and said coldly: "Why are you making such a big move, why did my girl go back crying?" ”

The two guards were suddenly red-faced, and they were speechless.

Song Shanwei raised her hand and pointed: "I don't think he looks like a villain, do you have any opinions on me taking him back?" She squinted at the two of them, "If anything happens, go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to find me." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Hongying glanced at Lan Ting: "Don't keep up yet." ”

Lan Ting didn't know what to do, and followed them helplessly.

He was finally able to enter the gates.

Song Shanwei asked her, "Where are you going?" ”

Lan Ting naturally couldn't answer, he came to find Jiang Yunyu, but he didn't know where she was.

I only remember that Jiang Yunyu said before going down the mountain two days ago: I want him to come to Luojing.

So he came, with a blank and lonely courage that belonged to the teenager, and came to make an appointment empty-handed.

Song Shanwei was very reasonable at this time, and she didn't embarrass him when she saw that he couldn't answer: "If you don't have a place to go now, otherwise come back to the house with me first." ”

Lan Ting nodded stiffly.

Song Xingqiao has been staying at home for a few days, and his fox friends and dog friends have joked that Song Dagongzi is afraid that he is going to cultivate his self-cultivation, because he doesn't go often, the Qinlou Chu Pavilion in Yangliu Lane is a lot deserted.

Pity a "gentleman" who has always been idle, but he has been studying the Four Books and the Five Classics all day long.

Song Xiang has already told him, in a few days he will let him go to Honglu Temple to do things, but he has never learned and has no skills, and he doesn't know anything about "serious things".

Everyone couldn't understand how the prodigal and amorous Song Gongzi changed his sex.

As everyone knows, it's all just because of a person they haven't met.

Song Xingqiao read the book for a while that day, and he was dizzy with dense small characters, and finally turned the "Rites" to the last page: "Etiquette is to govern, righteousness is to be righteous, filial sons, younger brothers, and virgins can all be obtained." He sat down in his chair bonelessly and let out a long sigh.

After returning from Shuojun and asking his father to join the office, he suddenly calmed down in the past few days, and although he expected that his road ahead would not be easy, he never regretted it.

In order to calm himself down, he drove all the maids out, and none of the people who served tea and poured water and inked were left.

He stretched out with a painful expression, staggered up from the chair, he hadn't been out of the house for a long time, he felt that the room was a little stuffy, so he had to go to the window and open the window to breathe.

The cold wind poured in mercilessly, and then came in the whispers of a few little girls outside.

"Hey, have you heard, Miss Shanwei brought a man back from outside."

"When?"

"Miao'er is really bold, she dares to arrange the second miss like this, be careful that the master tears your mouth."

"Oh, I'm not talking nonsense, it's all rumored in the house, just this afternoon, the second lady came back from Taizhao Temple, and brought back a man."

Covering his mouth, he exclaimed, "What you said is true?" ”

Nodding solemnly: "It's true." ”

Song Xingqiao saw that they were chatting engagedly, and he didn't notice himself at all, so he coughed lightly.

Song Xingqiao likes to play with them on weekdays, this master is not imposing, and those little girls are not afraid of him, and they laughed and scattered when they heard his cough.

Miao'er, who was talking about Xing, didn't react in time, she only suddenly found that the people around her disappeared inexplicably, and when she turned her head to look again, she saw Song Xingqiao at a glance.

"Less...... Young Master ......" Song Xingqiao's face was close at hand, Miao'er's heart was beating extremely fast, and she didn't know how to deal with it at all, so she turned around and wanted to leave.

Song Xingqiao didn't let her get her wish, and said with a smile: "Miao'er, don't be in a hurry to leave, come and tell my son what is going on." ”

Miao'er saw that she couldn't escape, so she had to tell him 1510.

Song Xingqiao's face was still the same as usual after hearing this, with a slightly cynical smile, and he said casually: "You go down." ”

As if she couldn't wait, Miao'er ran away in small steps.

Song Xingqiao closed the window, and thought while stroking his chin and walking back, this news sounded absurd at first glance, but his understanding of his sister, Song Shanwei's cold and detached temperament, he couldn't do such a shocking thing.

He sat back on the rosewood chair covered with a brocade blanket, opened a book, but found that he couldn't read a word no matter how he was born, so he had to push the book down irritably, and got up to ask his sister for clarification.

"Why does my brother have time to come to me, haven't you been studying hard lately?"

Song Shanwei sat on the chair, and there was a thin shadow sitting cramped opposite her, and she didn't get up when she saw Song Xingqiao coming, she only raised her eyes and said hello.

Song Xingqiao and Song Shanwei are the same mother, only two years apart, and they get along so casually on weekdays.

Song Shanwei is a daughter who was pampered by the whole family and grew up, and she has never been wronged, so she does whatever she wants, and she doesn't care about the eyes of others.

The little maid brought out a chair and asked Song Xingqiao to sit down.

He looked at the man who caused an uproar in the whole house, maybe he didn't know it.

It's not accurate to say that he is a man, he looks like he is just a half-grown teenager. The eyebrows and eyes are clear, the limbs are slender, the body is like a bamboo, and he sits straight in a chair, with his hands cramped on his legs.

Looks like a very obedient kid of the kind.。

Finally seeing a familiar person, Lan Ting stared at Song Xingqiao intently.

Song Xingqiao felt that his brain was a little insufficient, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt, but he couldn't remember who it was. Especially the burning gaze of the young man made him almost afraid to face each other.

The complexion is as fair as snow, the delicate eyebrows and eyes, and this familiar silence......

"Are you...... It's the kid who was Tan Yang back then! Song Xingqiao slapped his palm and said in surprise.

Song Shanwei became more and more puzzled: "Brother, do you know him?" ”

Song Xingqiao smiled very reservedly: "I don't know it, but I've seen it before." He looked Lan Ting up and down a few more times, and asked unceremoniously, "Hey, little guy, do you remember me?" ”

Lan Ting was very dissatisfied with the title of "little guy", pursed his lips slightly, and replied to him in a low voice: "Yes." ”

Song Xingqiao's tone was very brisk: "I really didn't expect that you would grow so tall after not seeing you for two years." ”

In fact, Lan Ting is not a child, when he was a child, he was only a little younger than his peers because of his long-term torture. After arriving at Wuxiang Temple, naturally no one treated him badly, and after learning martial arts to strengthen his body, his height quickly increased.

Song Xingqiao obviously didn't care if anyone responded to him, and said to himself: "This is really fate, I thought you would follow Miss Jiang?" Oh, by the way, you're not looking for her. ”

Lan Ting's eyes lit up and he nodded heavily.

"It just so happens that she is also here in Luojing now, and I, naturally, know where she is." Song Xingqiao smiled, seeing Lan Ting so well-behaved, he couldn't help but want to tease him, "Do you want me to take you over, beg me." ”

He was just talking big, he only knew that the prince had hidden people, but he didn't know where they were.

Lan Ting stood up at a loss.

Song Shanwei looked at her brother very helplessly, she really didn't have anything to do about his bad character: "Brother, don't joke." ”

Song Xingqiao touched his nose, "Little guy, you stay with me for a day first, and I'll take you to her tomorrow." ”

Lan Ting whispered, "Thank you." ”

The Imperial Study.

"Father, my son thinks this is inappropriate."

I don't know what kind of means the Huai Sleeve from the south of Xinjiang used, but the emperor had a whim to build a "Moon Tower" for her. He himself was not luxurious, but he wanted to build her a splendid pavilion.

Is it that the older you get, the more confused you become?

The emperor was displeased: "Then you should tell me what you think?" ”

"Erchen thinks ......"

The woman in front of Jiang Yunyu had plain teeth and red lips, long eyebrows, slightly powdered, and a gentle and subtle smile.

"Your name is ...... String songs? ”

Yu Leak resigned to her on the day she returned to Luojing, thinking that it might be Xie Qinglin who wanted to explain what she was going to do, after all, it was really a bit of overkill to keep her here.

Then this woman came to Gu Yuan, and showed her intention with a meek expression.

"Yes, my lord ordered me to serve the girl." Xian Ge replied with a low brow.

She secretly thought in her heart, is this the woman who makes Her Highness worry and dream?

She is inexplicably a little ashamed of herself, she boasts of having a good look, but compared to this person, it is like the difference between a firefly and a full moon.

She smiled bitterly, hasn't she recognized her identity until now? What are you thinking about that is unrealistic?

It's better to do your own thing, which is more realistic.

"My lord is afraid that when you first come here, you are not familiar with the place, and you will inevitably be uncomfortable, so ask me to accompany you."

This person...... She remembered that in her previous life, she was a female official in the palace who specialized in serving Xie Qinglin, and she was very favored by Xie Qinglin. Although she didn't know what Xian Ge was responsible for as Xie Qinglin's behind-the-scenes person, she must have a lot of weight, so let her come over and follow her, aren't you afraid of delaying their affairs?

Jiang Yunyu bowed her head slightly: "There is Sister Lao." ”

Since it was Xie Qinglin's arrangement, she would no longer refuse.