Song Liangwan was startled, turned around, and saw Mu Liheng standing in her room with a smile.

This is the first time she has clearly seen this man's facial features, thick eyebrows and big eyes, straight nose bridge, handsome contours, and a faint smile on his thin lips, not as rough as the Jiangbei people in Miss Song Er's memory.

A sentence came to her mind: "Zhilan Yushu is a painting of its own." ”

"Mr. Mu, breaking into someone's boudoir doesn't seem to be a gentleman's doing." Song Liangwan looked at this handsome man, and inexplicably thought of Mr. Teaching in her mind.

Rao is modern, she has seen many beautiful men, and at the moment she is still bewitched by this man's beauty.

Mu Liheng smiled and asked her, "Do you know me?" ”

Song Liangwan shook her head, thinking, I know you, but you don't know me, how dare I say I know.

"Then why did you ask me for help?" Mu Liheng crossed his arms.

"People will always do something that is not brainy when they are in a hurry, so I bother Mr. Mu." Song Liangwan bowed and apologized.

Mu Liheng didn't like others to call him Mr., and he didn't like these old-fashioned etiquette, so he sneered: "Aren't you a local, few people call me Mr. Mu?" ”

Song Liangwan was taken aback, she didn't expect that her title betrayed her identity, and smiled awkwardly, she knew that she shouldn't be obsessed with his beauty, it really affected her thinking ability too much.

"Young Marshal Mu?" She is very knowledgeable about current affairs, and changed her name.

"Hmm." Mu Liheng spoke.

Song Liangwan smiled.

"Where is Miss Shiyue from?" Mu Liheng didn't see it, sat down, and poured himself a cup of tea.

I just don't want to pay attention to this guy, then he just watched coldly when he saw that the road was uneven, what would this be, Song Liangwan closed the window: "Young Marshal Mu, in the middle of the night, Shiyue is going to sleep, so he won't stay guests." ”

Mu Liheng didn't expect this little woman to give him so face, what kind of person is he Mu Liheng, in Wancheng, he said one and no one said two, this person actually dared not answer his question.

Interesting.

"If you answer my question, I'll leave." Mu Liheng still has such a faceless and skinless time.

"Jiangbei people, fleeing." Song Liangwan made a gesture to see off the guest as she spoke.

When Mu Liheng heard that she was from Jiangbei, his eyes were obviously colder, and he shook his hand: "Jiangbei people, you are really bold." ”。

Song Liangwan, who was cold at this, shuddered and looked at Mu Liheng, but he turned around and left.

Song Liangwan immediately thought that at this time, the warlords were fighting, and the two bigwigs in Jiangnan and Jiangbei were fighting to the death, and she actually dared to admit that she was from Jiangbei, she was really kicked in the head by a donkey.

Why is it that when facing this man, she is lower and lower, can't she think about it before talking?

This time it is estimated that he has offended this young marshal Mu.

Song Liangwan saw him walk out, stepped forward to close the door, and was a little panicked, God forbid, she must not be a disgraced lord.

sighed, this is a difference of more than 90 years in history, and it is really different from New China.

Song Liangwan freshened up, but there was no water to shower, and there were no clothes to change, so she was about to lie down on the bed.

Someone knocked on the door over there: "Shiyue, I'll send you a few clothes." ”

As soon as she heard this voice, she knew that it was Sister Qing's, and she got up again and opened the door for Chu Qing.

At the door stood Xiaolian and Sister Qing, Xiaolian was holding a few clothes in her hands, including cheongsam, casual clothes, and new-style schoolgirl clothes.

"I sent someone to inquire, you are from a family in the north of the Yangtze River who fled from the country, originally our women here are fashionable cheongsam, I think you can't get used to wearing it, I asked Xiaolian to buy a few others." Chu Qing laughed with her.

Song Liangwan smiled, thanked her, took the clothes, and let the two of them come in and sit down.

Sister Qing shirked it, saying that it was not too early, so she left with a smiling face.

As soon as Sister Qing went out, her eyes became a little colder, this woman really has a lot of eyes, and she has to go out of her way to inquire about her origin, but she didn't pay attention to it, no matter how she asked, that Song Liangwan also died at the bottom of the cliff in the past, and it was not the second miss of the Song family who came back alive this time.

After changing the cheongsam, she picked out a new dress, changed into it, sorted out the other clothes, put them in the cabinet, and then slept peacefully.

As soon as Sister Qing, the owner of Fengyue Pavilion here, turned around, she explained to Xiaolian: "Sure enough, this Jiangbei woman has the means, and she has only been here for a day to make Mu Shaoshuai fascinated, in the future, you have to rely on this girl in this pavilion, you have to take care of her." ”

Xiaolian nodded, and said, "The slave knows." ”

"Don't call yourself a slave, what age is it?" She also seemed to hate the feudal style.

Xiaolian stopped talking and went back to the room quietly.

Early the next morning, Song Liangwan heard the sound of birds, slowly opened her eyes, and the sun shone into her small house.

stood up and pushed open the window, and the girls in the inner courtyard didn't get up at this time, but the people who sprinkled and swept began to clean up, cleaning up the mess of last night.

Fresh air poured in through the window, and she took a greedy breath to hear Xiaolian's voice.

"Miss Shiyue is up."

Song Liangwan almost suspected that this Xiaolian was gone, and her soul was still in the inner room.

"Get up, I'll open the door for you."

The door was opened, and Xiaolian was standing outside.

"Sister Qing said to let the girl finish grooming and go to her after breakfast, she has something to tell you."

Song Liangwan nodded and took the food table held by Xiaolian.

After freshening up, after breakfast, she went to the main room, at this time Sister 1 Qing was sitting on the table reading the newspaper, which was a bit of a lady's taste.

"Sister Qing." Song Liangwan politely called her.

Sister Qing accepted the newspaper, stood up with a smile, took her hand, and said, "Early this morning, Young Marshal Mu sent someone over to invite the girl to sing a song, saying that it was to celebrate the young marshal's birthday." ”

Song Liangwan chuckled in her heart, celebrating her birthday, this man should not be looking for an opportunity to deliberately make things difficult for her, just because she is from Jiangbei. Don't let her go to Young Marshal Mu's house, and give her life with one shot.

There was a sudden surge of fear in my heart, but I had to smile on my face: "Thanks to Young Marshal Mu, I can afford it, but what I'm good at is not singing, so it's okay to play a few guqins." ”

Sister Qing smiled: "Young Marshal Mu said that as long as the girl goes, he will be happy." ”

Song Liangwan was helpless, what kind of medicine was sold in this Mu Liheng gourd.

Looking at Mu Liheng's appearance, I really don't like her very much, and she was asked to sing on her birthday, this person seems to be deliberately blocking herself.

After a burst of cranky thinking, Sister Qing called her twice more.

I responded in a daze, and only heard her say: "Young Marshal Mu will come to pick up the girl later, the girl can prepare first." ”

Song Liangwan responded, said goodbye to Sister Qing, and was about to go back, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the newspaper she was reading, which roughly stated that Jiangnan wanted to set up a Guoan University and was raising funds.

She was a little surprised in her heart, the head of Fengyue Pavilion was quite concerned about current affairs.

"Sister Qing still loves to read newspapers?" She suddenly asked.

Sister Qing smiled: "Boredom relieves boredom." ”

"Shi Yue also feels a little depressed these days, and I don't know if Sister Qing still has extra newspapers?"

Song Liangwan didn't expect her to ask for a newspaper, she smiled and said, "What's so difficult about this, order more for the girl in the future." ”

"Then thank you Sister Qing first, I'll go first."

To learn about this era, there is nothing more useful than a newspaper.

It's hated that she has been a noble girl for twenty-six years, and the history is really not good.