Feather Academy

Song Weiwei and others heard about the war in Beijing, because they couldn't let go of Yunluo, so they asked for leave with the college and rushed to Beijing, accompanied by Huang Youcheng, Yunlin, and Ma Baohua.

Four flaming red horses were well-proportioned and tall, with glittering coats, running down the path, their hooves churning as if they were not touching the ground, their long manes flying, their heads raised high, and their godly eyes radiating light.

Song Weiwei and the others traveled day and night, and they would only rest for a while when they were tired, Song Weiwei's eyelashes blinked two or three times, and the big tears moistened the pupils, because she had just received the news, and the clouds fell out of sight during this period.

Yun Lin sat on the side and was speechless, he didn't know how to comfort her, while the other two were on the side to make a fire and roast a rabbit, watching this from time to time, with concern in their eyes.

Song Weiwei met Yunlin's distressed eyes, and Song Weiwei looked uncomfortable, and hurriedly moved his eyes elsewhere and wiped a handful of tears.

Yun Lin's pale face was in a hurry, and his thin lips were purple and blue, but his affectionate eyes were shining, and he said, "You can't let go of your whereabouts."

Yun Lin's eyes were like arrows on a string, straight at Song Weiwei, making her unbearable, and said helplessly: "You give me a little time, feelings don't mean that you can let go of them"

Yun Lin's eyes suddenly dimmed, he didn't know how long he would have to wait before Weiwei would respond to his feelings.

Seeing Yun Lin caught off guard like this, Song Weiwei's heart suddenly ached.

"Believe me, I also have feelings for you, otherwise I don't have to wronged myself," he said, pulling the back of his hand and looking at it with a smile, her dark eyes were still full of tears, like wild grapes hanging with dewdrops.

When Yun Lin heard this, he hurriedly put his backhand on Song Weiwei's palm, and she was willing to wait no matter how long she had to wait.

Huang Youcheng turned over the hare in his hand and continued to roast his head and said to Ma Baohua: "Even if the stone has been baked for a long time, it will also have the body temperature of the heart."

Ma Baohua turned her head sideways, "Who do you say?"

The gentle smile in Huang Youcheng's Moche eyes became more and more intense, "You say, who am I talking about?"

Ma Baohua's eyes did not have the previous woodenness, she smiled, as if she only understood at this time, and said: "I hope they have lovers and eventually become married."

The two whispered for a while.

Seeing that the hare had become golden, Ma Baohua reached out and took the hare, walked over and tore the roasted hare, tore it open and handed it to them, and comforted them a few words and said that the Yunluoji people would be fine if they had their own heavenly meeting.

In the end, the four of them sat in twos and twos, Huang Youcheng saw that Ma Baohua's red mouth and slightly pointed chin showed cuteness, and couldn't help but stretch out his head and kiss it, Ma Baohua's face was so red that he could drip blood, and hurriedly glanced at Song Weiwei's side, and was relieved to see that they didn't pay attention to this.

Who knows, the moment Ma Baohua just looked over, Song Weiwei and Yun Lin hurriedly turned their heads, and finally the two smiled awkwardly.

This night, a trace of heart throbbing, a trace of affection and care, bloomed in this lonely morning, and the crystal dew sent a trace of sweetness.

Several people packed their bags on their backs, and four fiery red horses galloped on the trail again.

When a few people returned to Beijing, it was the fifth day, and finally everyone parted ways.

The streets were not as lively as before, because the war was a bit dead, and the people did not care who was the emperor, but were afraid that the war would unfold, or the ascension of a new emperor to the throne, which would cause heavy taxes, and the merchants wanted their own interests to be destroyed.

Song House

After the Song family was originally a general, in the year of Song, that is, Song Weiwei's father turned into a clerk, with a wife and four concubines, eight women and a man, when Song Weiwei first arrived here, her real name was Song Mo, because she was used to using her own name, and no one was in charge, so Song Weiwei still used this name in the Song Mansion.

Song Weiwei was an orphan when she was a child, and she didn't feel the slightest affection here, and Song's mother was a weakness, and she was bullied by the main room everywhere.

At first, Song Weiwei opened one eye and closed one eye, but in the end, she couldn't bear to make a move, and Song's mother blamed her for being nosy, which made Song Weiwei feel cold. Only then did Song Weiwei run away from home so far, on the last trip to the palace, Song Zhinian was also present, and he didn't pay attention to the eighth daughter, so he didn't recognize it.