Tan Qingqi's face turned green, and he looked at the two people in front of him with wide eyes.

Several people around had different faces, only Princess Miaoyi was in high spirits, and she rushed to Song Chu'an and Gu Siming, looked left and right, and made a smack-tut-tsk sound.

"I'll just say, I asked Song Chu'an at the beginning, is there anything that has caught Gu Siming!"

Gu Siming snorted softly when he heard this, and his eyes were like others standing in the wind, and it was rare that he did not refute Li Miaoyi.

"Miaoyi, go back to the palace."

Princess Anyang suddenly said for some reason, her tone was sharp, which made Li Miaoyi stunned.

She had never seen such a fierce little aunt, and the atmosphere fell into an awkward moment for a while.

Seeing this, Sun Yuzhen hurriedly stood up: "It's so late, the lady in charge of delivering dinner is going to urge, I understand what the princess means, let's go back." ”

At the end of a farce, Tan Qing pulled Luo Jie away reluctantly, and Princess Miaoyi also followed Princess Anyang.

Only Song Chu'an and Gu Siming were left standing in the cold wind.

Song Chu'an was embarrassed, and an indescribable emotion surged in her heart, and she looked at the people next to her while there was no one around.

In a dark blue moire robe inlaid with gold, the young man smiled and leaned his face against her, so close that the warm breath was all sprinkled on her.

Gu Siming is really good-looking, bright and flamboyant, and unstoppable, this momentum of not taking anyone in his eyes will indeed provoke the hearts of countless little girls in the capital.

Song Chu paused, and almost subconsciously asked, "What kind of joke did the little marquis just say?" ”

Gu Siming was stunned, but she didn't expect her serious appearance to become a joke in her eyes.

He frowned, his voice low and low: "I'm not kidding. I, Gu Siming, never joke. ”

Song Chuan looked at the depressed young man beside him, and couldn't say a word of comfort.

Today's trouble, I'm afraid that this matter will be rumored, although I don't know if it's good or bad, but in her heart it's not a desired result.

jumped from the palace to the Gu family, not to mention whether Mrs. Hou Ye would agree, but I was afraid that the Song family would let her take a good look.

Her original intention was not to enter the palace, not to get involved with others.

may be in the eyes of others, it is a great thing to be liked by Gu Xiaohouye, the Gu family has a big business, high-ranking officials are generous, and Mrs. Hou is the mother of the county lord, who came out of Prince Lian's mansion.

But for Song Chu'an, she really doesn't like this feeling of being too empty and being swayed by others.

Just like Gu Siming beside him.

"I don't like you, Master Gu." Song Chuan simply said it without any delay.

Gu Siming looked at Song Chu'an in disbelief, his face was indescribably ugly, he pinched his sleeves and stared at Song Chu'an's eyes, trying to find a deceitful clue from her eyes.

But no, those eyes were as calm as a lake, and the people around him whispered to him politely like a lady.

"I've figured it out, I really like you. My mother and father will not disagree, I have no brothers, there are several sisters in the family, if you marry, you will not be bullied. ”

Gu Siming put out the plan in his heart, and finally added: "I won't take a concubine either." ”

Song Chu'an shook his head gently, she and Gu Siming were not all the way, and the kind of fiery person who had never been wronged would not understand her feelings.

In her previous life, since she returned to the Song family at the age of thirteen, she has been ethereal, Gu Siming likes her, but Song Chuan doesn't believe this kind of liking.

Can it be relied on for a while, can it be relied on for a lifetime?

She didn't believe that anyone would love her all her life, and she didn't exist before, because she would have it after a few contacts with Gu Siming in this life?

Does Gu Siming really like her? Or is it deliberately meant to be fun?

Song Chuan can't afford to gamble.

"Little Hou Ye is at his own convenience, thank you for accompanying Xiao Hou Ye today, Chu An is going back first." Song Chu'an whispered.

Almost without waiting for Gu Siming to have the next sentence, she took a step, even faster and faster.

The moonlight was on the branches, and Song Chu'an fled out of the path.

She didn't light the light, and the road under her feet was a little unclear, so she could only walk forward with the help of memory.

The road was so dark that she had taken a detour to-day, close to the vestibule, through which few people would pass.

Song Chu'an sighed impatiently, because her mind had not calmed down just now, she took a breath and had to walk forward boldly.

"Meow."

The foot was not careful, Song Chuan almost slipped her steps, and a cat rubbed past her skirt.

Fear came to his heart, and Song Chu'an clutched his chest and walked forward almost close to the wall.

Suddenly, a bright light was reflected in front of her, and Song Chu'an couldn't recognize which palace it was the little palace maid or the little eunuch, so he went straight to the bright lantern and wanted to ask for directions by candlelight.

"May I ask which palace you are on an errand boy, I am from Yongxiang Palace, can I borrow your candlelight to walk for a while?" Song Chuan asked softly.

It was too far away, Song Chu'an couldn't see who it was, but he could only see that this person was tall and broad-shouldered, like a sturdy guard or eunuch.

The man moved slightly, and instead of answering, he handed the lamp to her hand, and then strode away.

Song Chu'an pinched the bright lantern, saw that the person was leaving, trotted two steps, walked to the person's side, and gently pulled his cloak.

"Where are you on an errand? I'll give you back this light. ”

A word fell, and the owner of the lantern turned around.

It was a handsome and extraordinary face, like a fairy, and the ink-colored clothes fluttered in the wind.

Song Chu'an was a little scared, and the light in his hand was almost unstable.

This person is Zhou Yan.

Song Chu'an suddenly struck a spirit, and the hand that handed out the bright lantern retracted.

Zhou Yan looked at her calmly: "No need. ”

The voice was cold, faint as snow.

Song Chu'an hummed lightly, but his thoughts were pulled back to his previous life.