Song Bingzhang sighed lightly, his eagle-like eyes were full of helplessness and fierceness.

"Hey, I don't want to meddle in the affairs between the two of you, it's just that you're too useless, it's been so long, and you haven't been able to change your mind, so you are with you, and now there are two girls, if I don't care anymore, if it's more than a month, you will be abandoned by your wife."

Song Zeyi pursed the corners of his mouth and didn't say a word for a long time.

Behind him, Bamboo Shadow held back a smile and began to shake his whole body.

It turned out that the master didn't want to criticize the young lady, he was afraid that the young master would toss people away, so he came forward.

Thinking about it this way, the young master is indeed quite useless these days.

"Dad, you don't have to worry about the two of us, I'll take care of it myself."

Song Zeyi's face was tight, and he was afraid that his mouth was hard.

Song Bingzhang lifted his eyes as sharp as Song Zeyi, and glanced at the people over there.

sighed coldly, "Hey, I'm old, I can't take care of it, hmph, you can do it yourself, it's best to leave people behind, Su Yatou is not an ordinary boudoir daughter, she is a powerful one, you must not lose people."

Song Bingzhang stood up, just about to take a step, and then turned his head to look at the person behind him, "That singer in the backyard still has to be sent out, and now there are many people in the court who are staring at us, so it's better not to be taken as a handle."

The Song family has a huge power, and now it is deeply used by the emperor, but reuse is also a heart disease, some people have seized the emperor's suspicions, and they have been impeached and slandered.

Song Zeyi understood this truth and said softly, "You don't have to worry, I know it in my heart."

In the house, Su Xiao kept walking around, like the identity of Hongdou, if the old man made a move, I am afraid that he would not end up well.

"Oh, I really went too far this time, I knew I was taking people out, and it was stupid to make it like this."

Su Xiao was annoyed, but there was a sound of unlocking at the door, and Su Xiao immediately ran over.

With a "Gada" sound, the door lock fell to the ground.

The crack in the door opened, and Su Xiao saw the person at the door, the tall figure, it was none other than Song Zeyi.

"What about the red beans, how are the red beans, did the old man really drive people out?"

Song Zeyi saw that she was so anxious for that singer, and she pinched her brows fiercely.

"You care so much about that singer that you'd rather toss yourself like this?"

Su Xiao was anxious, staring at the person in front of her with clear eyes, "No, it's that red bean her, she has important clues on her, I keep her for my use, otherwise why did I bring her back, you tell me now, where is she?" Did the old man kick her out?"

Hearing her say this, the anger that blocked Song Zeyi's heart suddenly disappeared inexplicably, and his mood immediately became comfortable, and even his brows were stretched.

"So you brought her back just to investigate the case?"

The corners of Song Zeyi's mouth hooked into a smile, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of joy and ridicule.

Su Xiao couldn't understand him for a while, "Of course, you've asked a few times, you can tell me quickly, where is that girl now?"

"Recently, Song Jiashu has been making a big splash and has been targeted by many people, so the old man asked me to send someone to your other courtyard."

Hearing this, Su Xiaocai breathed a long sigh of relief, "Just don't send it away, it's scared to death."

"You're really panting when you talk, and you don't even get to the point first."

Taking a breath, Su Xiao gradually calmed down, and glanced at the person next to him, "How about it, last night, did that Miss Zhao give you a hug!" Did you come up with any valuable news? Share it with me?"

The little girl in front of her was as charming as silk, clearly smiling.

"Nope." , a cold sentence, shattered all illusions, "Hmph, last night, someone made such a big noise and was locked in the room, and the old man came to me

Questioned."

With cold eyes, Su Xiao smiled and smiled, and didn't dare to speak indiscriminately anymore.

In the evening, Zhao Ling showed off his dress, pinched a handkerchief in his hand, and his eyes were smiling, "Brother Song, you were delayed yesterday, tonight, are you still free?"

Inside, Song Zeyi sat on the chair with a vacant gaze, and when he heard the sweet voice outside, he couldn't help frowning.

Finally, he still lifted his lips coldly, "Come in."

Outside, Zhao Ling smiled at the corners of his mouth, slowly pushed the door in, smiled at the corners of his mouth, his eyes were like silk, like a goblin in a silk cave, coveting Tang monk's meat, charming and with a bit of crazy desire.

Zhao Ling took the fan, like a boudoir daughter in the capital, smiling, the bead curtain on his head kept shaking, showing a bright and lovely face.

In all fairness, Zhao Ling's face is also stunning, with the simplicity of his youngest daughter's family, and also with the brightness and heroism of Mobei, if he were to be any other man in the world, he would be afraid that it would be difficult to resist this face, but for Song Zeyi, it was a good idea.

"Although the fan of the daughter's house in the capital is good-looking, it is a useless thing, I heard that it is used to cover the face, in our side, the woman likes a man, that is, she wants to stand in front of him generously and tell him in person, do you say yes or no?"

Zhao Ling's eyes were clear, and he raised his hand and waved the fan to extinguish the candle.

The room fell into darkness for a moment, leaving only the moonlight that slipped in through the window outside faintly sprinkled on Song Zeyi's body, bringing out a silent, calm and crazy pull.

Zhao Ling pinched the fan, blocked half of his face, and walked up step by step, "Childe, what do you think of me?"

The throbbing and those thoughts that could not see the light were all torn apart at this moment and spread out in front of everyone.

Zhao Ling's desire for Song Zeyi could not be as simple as his brother.

"Miss Zhao, we're here to talk about things, and I already have a wife."

The fan as thin as a cicada's wings gently blew across Song Zeyi's face, bringing a gust of wind, and Song Zeyi closed his eyes suddenly.

"It doesn't have to be a long time to have a wife, you can be separated from each other, you can also be with other people, Brother Song has endless choices." Z.br>

Beside him, Zhao Ling brought a gust of wind and sat down beside Song Zeyi.

"Miss Zhao, please respect yourself, I already have a wife."

Zhao Ling seemed to be completely inaudible, staring directly at the person in front of him, using the moonlight, like a spider spirit who could eat people.

"It's okay, I don't care. All I care about is you."

The slightest words were buckled into his ears and fit his heart, and in the moonlight, Song Zeyi remained unmoved, his eyes were cold.