When she looked up, she saw a man in white pouring himself a drink under the peach blossom tree in the yard, and after a closer look, it turned out that this person was Song Chen's uncle, named Song Yuanxi.

In her previous life, she knew this person, because she was Song Chen's uncle, and she also had a lot of contact with each other.

Song Yuanxi in his previous life was a nominal son, his father died in the killing field, his mother also committed suicide, the family was taken away, and he only stayed in the Song Mansion alone.

According to Jiang Wanxiu, Song Yuan Xi is talented and proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but because of Song Chen's defense, he has never stepped into the officialdom, and he has never married a wife and had children in his life.

remembered that he cared for him very much in his previous life, and he didn't forget her even when he was in trouble, which made Song Wanxiu think back and feel very moved, maybe he was the only one in his last life who was really good to him.

So when she meets him again now, she can't tell the complexity in her heart.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wanxiu turned around lightly and was about to leave, but she didn't want to step on the sound of falling leaves, which still made Song Yuanxi hear it.

Seeing her tiptoeing along, Song Yuanxi couldn't help but feel funny, and then got up and walked over and asked, "Which young lady are you, how did you get here?" ”

When the words fell, Song Yuanxi saw that it was the girl who had just been in the banquet hall, and a glimmer of joy flashed in her eyes, which quickly disappeared again, and regained her gloomy expression.

didn't notice the change in the male protagonist's expression, Jiang Wanxiu replied in a slightly nervous tone: "I, I'm lost." ”

Looking at the woman in front of him with a red face and helpless hands, the male protagonist laughed out loud, realized that he was out of shape, and immediately became serious again.

"Lost, how about I send someone to send you back?"

After hearing this, Jiang Wanxiu looked up and just saw him staring at him, only to find that his eyes were deep and intoxicating, and there was a kind of addictive charm.

Why didn't I find him so good-looking in my last life.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wanxiu lowered her eyes, forcibly suppressed the inexplicable thoughts in her heart, and then leaned over slightly:

"Thank you, Shiko."

After the words fell, she followed the little girl called by Song Yuanxi and left.

Seeing this, the man behind him watched her away thoughtfully, until he couldn't see the figure, and then withdrew his gaze.

At this time, a person jumped from the roof, dressed in a long robe and black, with a mask with half silver and gold edges, knelt down in front of Jiang Yuanxi with his hands folded, and said:

"Master, it's a subordinate who is derelict in his duty and let her break in, so I'll solve it."

After speaking, he got up and chased in the direction where Jiang Wanxiu left.

At this moment, a silver needle flew from behind him, and before the guards could find it, his legs had already fallen to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yuanxi's dark eyes were full of coldness, and he glanced coldly at the person lying on the ground, and scolded angrily: "Did I say I want her to die!" ”

When the guard heard this, he immediately got up and knelt on the ground, a layer of horror flashed in his eyes, "Yes, it's the fault of my subordinates!" ”

Glancing at the direction of Jiang Wanxiu's departure, Song Yuanxi's body was cold and wanton, and he said coldly: "Go down, chop off one of your hands by yourself, and spare your life for the time being." ”

Hearing this, the guard paused, cold sweat suddenly rolled down his forehead, and replied heavily: "Yes!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he jumped and disappeared onto the roof.

After everyone left, Song Yuanxi's mind reappeared of Jiang Wanxiu's shy appearance before, and a trace of waves appeared in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, he looked up at the peach blossoms in the courtyard that were blooming very well, and broke off a few with his own hands:

"Come on, put away these flowers and take them back."

Immediately afterwards, as soon as Jiang Wanxiu returned to the garden, she heard someone calling her: "Wanxiu! ”

Turning her head and seeing her friend Li Ting waving excitedly, Jiang Wanxiu was also very happy, and walked over and held hands tightly with Li Ting: "Ah Ting, when did you come?" ”

"It's only been a short time before you, Wanxiu, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Hearing this, Jiang Wanxiu was about to speak, and Bai Qingqing's voice sounded: "Sister, this is ......"

Bai Qingqing smiled and looked at Li Ting a little shyly, she was beautiful and lovely, and it was easy to arouse people's affection.

Jiang Wanxiu said: "This is Li Changshi's second daughter, you call her Ah Ting." ”

She said to Li Ting again: "This is my aunt's daughter.

Bai Qingqing saluted Li Ting: "Ah Ting, my surname is Bai, you call me Qingqing." ”

Li Ting also returned the salute and invited Jiang Wanxiu and Bai Qingqing to sit down and talk together.

Soon after sitting down, several daughters of the family came to the garden, and Li Ting pointed to one of the young ladies and said, "Look, Cheng Yue'er is here."

"Whose lady is she?"

Jiang Wanxiu glanced at Cheng Yue'er in the distance, lowered her eyes, how could she meet her again!

Li Ting is a self-acquaintance, and she likes to discuss these gossips with her little girlfriends on weekdays, and listening to Bai Qingqing's questions is like scratching an itch:

"She, she is the eldest lady of Zuo Xiangfu, because she is an old woman, Zuo Xianghe and his wife treat her as an eyeball, that is, someone in the sky wants to move a ladder for her, and she is extremely beautiful, and she is full of poetry and books, and she is quite literate, but everyone holds her high, causing her to have a great temper ......"