It is close to the scorching heat is the rainy season prevailing, since Chen Xiangye's mansion returned to Mufu, it rained in the evening of the same day, and now the rain has been sparse for three days and three nights, and the sultry air is mixed with moisture.

Luo Bingjing was lying on the chaise longue, with a layer of water-blue gauze skirt on her body, and what she was holding in her hand was a wild history.

"Girl, Lilac has sent a message, Miss Chen has not entered a drop of water for three days, I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on."

Shi Zhu put away the oil umbrella, patted the water stains on the skirt, and the embroidered shoes were mostly wet, and said unhurriedly to Luo Bingjing in the boudoir.

When Luo Bingjing heard this, she put the wild history in her hand on the short and high next to her, and sat up with a hint of distress on her face, it happened that Yu Honghao, who was going to go to Chen Xiangye's mansion to propose marriage the next day, was delayed due to the weather.

Song Qiming, the eldest son of Zhixiaobo's Mansion, was afraid that it was really wasted, and Zhixiaobo was actually extravagant for a while, and the next day, regardless of the continuous rainy days, he asked the steward of Zhixiaobo's Mansion to send over 500,000 taels of silver, which was regarded as compensation for Sister Lan.

Chen Xiangye and Mrs. Xiangye were overjoyed, so they left behind the fact that Sister Lan was almost killed and seriously injured.

On the second day, Uncle Xiao and his wife braved the rain to go to Chen Xiangye's house, and set the day for Sister Lan and Song Qiming to marry Chen Xiangye on the sixth day of the next month.

It is now the middle of the month and the third day, and it is only more than 20 days before Sister Lan and Song Qiming get married.

"Lilac is back?"

Luo Bingjing opened her mouth to ask, because the ice basin in the room had been used up, the damp and hot breath made Luo Bingjing feel a little uncomfortable.

Shi Zhu waited to be cleaned up, and only then did he step into the door, picked up the pu fan and stood beside Luo Bingjing, and replied while playing the pu fan for Luo Bingjing:

"Returned, Lilac touched her tears in the past two days, the girl is very smart, and she has a way to help Miss Chen."

How could Luo Bingjing not want to help Chen Guanglan, after thinking about it, this is the only way to do it, that is, if she can't hurt Sister Chen, she can get rid of this family affair for Sister Chen.

At that moment, he walked to the desk, took up the pen and wrote, handed the two letters to Shi Zhu, and instructed:

"Send this letter to Cheng Yishu, and the other to Song Qiming, remember not to let people know that this letter is from Mu Fu and from me."

Shi Zhu hid the letter close to him, and immediately turned to leave.

Luo Bingjing looked at the stone bamboo that disappeared into the rain curtain and suddenly became distracted, wondering if this strategy could succeed.

"Girl, girl......"

Yun Qing held a basin of ice in her hand and called softly to Luo Bingjing, Luo Bingjing suddenly came back to her senses, approached the ice basin and coveted a trace of coolness, and said eagerly:

"How is my mother, I can be considered healthy in the Marquis of Anding's Mansion."

Today, she sent Yun Qing to inquire about the situation of her mother in Andinghou's Mansion.

Yun Qing guarded the ice basin into Luo Bingjing's boudoir and replied:

"Madame still doesn't remember the girl as before, but Madame is comfortable in Andinghou's mansion, Andinghou Xiu is in the house, and Andinghou is accompanying Madame to paint when the slave and maid go, and the slave and maid are the first time to see Madame's face full of satisfaction."

Luo Bingjing was happy when she heard this, as long as her mother was happy and healthy, what could she do, she only hoped that her mother could live well.

"The girl slave maid also heard one thing, that is, the prince of Prince Yi's mansion will marry Zhao San girl from the Protector's General's Mansion at the end of the month, and this marriage has been ten days in advance, I don't know what the two governments have planned."

Luo Bingjing was stunned when she heard this, Hou Yuhui was going to marry Zhao Yuge, but if Hou Yuhui married Zhao Yuge, would it still be the same fate as in his previous life.

"Hou Yuhui is going to sacrifice his ego, not to marry me repeatedly."

As soon as Luo Bingjing said this, she secretly scolded herself for being stupid, and immediately saw Yun Qing's sympathetic look.

Luo Bingjing wailed in her heart, Yun Qing must have misunderstood her thoughts about Hou Yuhui.

The next morning, the sky cleared, Luo Bingjing was like a wild horse, rushing from the courtyard to the front yard, looking at the new flowers and plants in a happy mood.

"Girl, but after changing your costume and leaving the house, you still go out like this."

Yun Qing and Shi Zhu were both holding many sets of clothes in their hands, both men and women, and looked at Luo Bingjing and asked.

Luo Bingjing sneered and said:

"Just like this, today is the day when I made an appointment with Cheng Yishu and Song Qiming, and success or failure is today."

When the three of them left the Mu Mansion in a mighty way, they went towards their destination, but who knew that they would be stopped by Hou Yuhui in the middle of the road.

"Jing'er, where are you going?"

Hou Yuhui's face was delighted, and he walked in front of Luo Bingjing and asked.

Luo Bingjing was the author at the moment, and said with a smile:

"Jing'er congratulates the prince on his imminent marriage, the prince must be busy, so it is inconvenient for Jing'er to disturb the prince, Jing'er farewell."

Hou Yuhui's handsome face condensed slightly, grabbed Luo Bingjing, who was about to leave, and said sluggishly:

"Jing'er is to blame me, Jing'er, you have to believe me, marrying Miss Zhao San is an expedient measure, after five years, Jing'er will regain her freedom, I will marry you."

Luo Bingjing was shocked, withdrew her wrist again and again, and took two steps back:

"The prince laughed, isn't there something that made the prince misunderstand."

Luo Bingjing's dodging actions and words deeply stimulated Hou Yuhui, and he stepped forward to get close to Luo Bingjing, looking injured and extremely serious:

"I'm not laughing, Jing'er, you are smart and don't know my heart for you, Jing'er is not talking about this, where are you going, there is a place for me to help."

Luo Bingjing was uneasy, of course she knew Hou Yuhui's thoughts about her, but she had long been unwilling to pay attention to the love and love in this world, and Hou Yuhui's thoughts were afraid that they would be in vain.

Drunken Xiang Pavilion on the second floor of the private room.

Cheng Yishu waited for Song Qiming to wait for why Song Qiming hadn't come yet, and it wasn't that Song Qiming was going to miss the appointment today.

She deliberately dressed up, if Song Qiming missed the appointment, wouldn't it be a waste of her hard work.

At this time, Cheng Yishu was dressed in white, with only two silk flowers on his bun, and his face was sickly, and he looked like a sick beauty.

"Knock, knock, knock, the person in the room is Yishu."

Cheng Yishu immediately responded excitedly when he heard this:

"But Song Gongzi is here, please come in quickly."

Song Qiming will be raised for a few days, and his body is no longer in serious trouble, but in some way, Song Qiming can't raise his face.

He pushed the door open, and before he could step in and close it, he saw a white figure walking towards him, and threw himself into his arms.

Song Qiming's body stiffened slightly, and his face was slightly distorted:

"Yishu, what's going on, let me see."

Song Qiming pushed Cheng Yishu away, for fear that Cheng Yishu would find out what was wrong with him.

Cheng Yishu's eyes were slightly red, he sobbed softly, covered his face and sobbed:

"Song Lang, you are going to marry Sister Guanglan, you and I will be strangers in the future, Song Lang, I still have you in my heart, even if I know that there is a marriage contract between you and Sister Guanglan, I can't completely forget you, Song Lang, you have me in your heart."

Cheng Yishu looked at Song Qiming expectantly.