"Qingyuan, come and see!" Mrs. Song called happily.

Song Qingyuan had just had breakfast when he was called to Qinxue Courtyard. "Mother looking for me?"

"Come and see, these portraits are painted by the best painters invited by the mother, and each girl's background is good, either a famous talented woman, or a famous lady, after all, this is your own daughter-in-law, I want to spend my life with you, of course, it is better for you to choose."

Under the expectant eyes of his mother, he had to reluctantly take the portrait and examine it carefully.

Mrs. Song leaned forward eagerly: "This girl can be called a good match for us, what do you think?" ”

"Well, that's good." Song Qingyuan didn't want to disappoint his mother, so he had to say something against his will.

Yan Ran glanced at the portrait, "I don't think at all." ”

I didn't ask you, he replied in his heart.

"Qingyuan, what about this one? Not only is she in a scholarly family, but her father and brother are both officials in the court, she is very honest and humble, and her mother likes her the most. Mrs. Song nodded in satisfaction.

"Humph!" She sneered.

Song Qingyuan glanced at her obliquely, as if asking her what was humming?

"I didn't expect your mother to have a portal view." Yan Ran grunted dissatisfiedly.

"My mother doesn't, it's just that if the door is quite equivalent, it can naturally help me save me some trouble, after all, my wife will be the head of the Song family in the future, if she has been trained since she was a child, she can also enter the situation early, there is nothing wrong with it." He defended his mother in his heart.

Mrs. Song was a little unhappy when she saw that he might as well fly somewhere. "Qingyuan, what are you doing in a daze? Didn't you hear my mother talking to you? ”

"Ugh! Yes, if my mother thinks she is good, then choose her! I have no opinion. "He didn't want to spend too much time on such trivial matters.

Yan Ran's face sank: "Getting married is not a trivial matter, don't you want to marry the girl you like?" ”

"It's the same for me to marry anyone." He replied to both at the same time.

Mrs. Song listened to what he said, but she was a little unsure: "Qingyuan, do you really choose her?" ”

"As long as my mother likes it."

She looked at him deeply, "Qingyuan, my mother knows that you are filial, but my mother still hopes that you can answer seriously, do you really want to marry her?" ”

Song Qingyuan pondered for a moment: "Mother, as long as the other party can abide by his duty and fulfill the responsibility of being a daughter-in-law, I have nothing to ask for." ”

"Isn't that Wang Banxian really right, if my mother didn't make the decision for you, I'm afraid you will be lonely in this life, alas! Since you have said so, then the mother will contact the other party and choose a date for you to marry. ”

"It's all up to my mother." After speaking, he left Qinxue Courtyard depressed.

Seeing the lonely look on Qingyuan's face, Mrs. Song couldn't help but ask herself: Am I pushing too hard? If I marry someone else's daughter, it's good that the two of them respect each other like guests, but if there is no one I imagined, wouldn't it hurt them, what should I do?

She'll have to think about it.

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Yanran doesn't know why she doesn't have reincarnation?

Is it because of the obsession before death? Or will you not be reincarnated again? Isn't that supposed to report to the underworld? －－－

For such a long time, she was imprisoned in the dark, drifting in the understanding of yin and yang, except for hesitation or hesitation, as if she had lost her direction and didn't know where to go.

She wants to return to her own world, whether she lives or dies, if---

Now she attaches her soul to Song Qingyuan's body, if she waits until he is a hundred years later, then she will not become a lonely ghost, or she will be wiped out, or she will never appear in any life at all---

"Fu Bo, it says that everyone in the house has New Year's money, after you let them receive it, let them return to their hometowns for the New Year, and the supplies that need to be purchased for the New Year--- Song Qingyuan handed over a lot of details to the Fu Steward, with a serious expression.

Yanran looked at his serious expression intently, she liked to see his preoccupied expression, no matter how difficult it was to him, it would be solved quickly, it seemed that nothing was difficult for him, and people couldn't help but want to rely on him.

She remembered that there was a person like that--- but it was difficult for her to piece it all together, why was this happening?

"--- do you understand that?" Song Qingyuan explained the matter in one go.

"Understood, I'll do it right away." When the Fortune Steward received the order, he respectfully withdrew.

Song Qingyuan didn't give himself room to breathe, and immediately turned to the two Fu brothers who were standing on the sidelines, "You go to the Hidden Jade Pavilion, and after you sort out the things, and then distribute them to the various trading houses on the list, it is said to be a New Year's gift---

Alas! Without a body, there is nothing to do, this kind of taste is really painful, Yan Ran frowned lightly, and said in frustration.

"The eldest young master---" The steward of the weaving workshop came into the accounting room, "These things will not be the latest pattern of the weaving next season, please take a look at it, if you can wait for the next spring, you can start making it." ”

Song Qingyuan took the patterns he handed over and selected them one by one: "Hmm! It's really delicate and beautiful, especially this pattern---"

"This is called the big flower peacock brocade, very luxurious, it will definitely cause a sensation, if it is accompanied by decorations such as mud gold or painted gold, the overall feeling will be more gorgeous--- there are these four seasons flowers, animals, curly grass, clouds, figures, geometric patterns and other patterns, especially the lion rolling hydrangea is the most vivid, suitable for men's robes---"

He repeated it several times and immediately decided: "Hmm! Let's do as you say, make a sample of each of them and discuss it with the others. "Although successive emperors have repeatedly restricted the use of ornate fabrics by civilians, all kinds of silk fabrics are still widely used by the people, and the supply exceeds the demand.

"Yes." The steward of the weaving mill withdrew.

As if noticing Yanran's gaze, Song Qingyuan hurriedly turned his gaze to her,

"What are you looking at?"

There was a hint of scorn on her face, "Who's watching you!" ”

Song Qingyuan teased with a smile on his face: "I didn't say you were looking at me." It means that she doesn't admit herself.

"Childe, don't make fun of me." Yan Ran lowered her little face. "I was thinking of my cousin."

He couldn't help but look slightly sad, like drinking several jars of old vinegar, and his mouth was full of sourness, "It's him again, can't you miss him for a day?" ”

"I suddenly discovered something, I ---" She looked at Song Qingyuan with a deep frown, and said hesitantly: "I don't seem to be able to remember a lot of things, how can I be like this?" I really don't understand why --- ---."

"You really can't remember anything about it?" Song Qingyuan was a little happy in his heart.

Yan Ran had a sad face, "Hmm! I can't remember it at all, it shouldn't be like this---"

"Then don't think about it anymore, maybe you're not --- for him at all."

It doesn't seem to be for the cousin who doesn't remember what he looks like at all!

"Yes, I shouldn't dwell on this trouble anymore, no matter what the outcome will be, I should face it calmly." She struggled to squeeze out a smile. "But I don't know where to go, I'm so scared---"

"Don't be afraid, you still have me." Song Qingyuan couldn't restrain himself anymore and raised his hand and stroked her cheek, but he couldn't touch anything, which made him frustrated and annoyed.

Alas! You can see it, the taste of not being able to eat is really uncomfortable.

Yanran opened her beautiful and innocent eyes, staring at him for a moment, and she saw that his heart was fluttering.

"What does Childe want to eat?" The Song family is also a big family, what can be seen and eaten? It's a lot of speculation.

Song Qingyuanjun's face flushed, and he coughed vigorously twice, "I, I'm hungry, it's time to eat." He had forgotten that the two of them could connect with each other.