Song Yan subconsciously avoided his gaze, and soon forced himself to look at her as naturally as possible, and bent over to salute her.

Liu Zheng glanced at his pink ears in the light, and blessed his body as a salute, with no waves on his face, but in fact, his heart had stirred up turbulent waves. What are they here for?

She had already seen Luo Jingqiu, and after learning that the eaves of the carriage were hung with hexagonal glass lamps painted with the word "Song", Mr. immediately guessed that the other party must be from the Dingguo Mansion. I also heard that there was always a military man with thick eyebrows and dark complexion next to the carriage, and Mr. was very sure that the young man in the carriage was the only grandson of Dingguo Gong, the seventeen-year-old prince Song Yan.

Song Yan was born noble, his grandfather was the Father of Jingnan, and his mother was the only daughter of the Lord of Zhaolin and General Yunyi. The saint is his maternal uncle, the eldest princess is his aunt, His Royal Highness the Prince of the East Palace is his cousin and classmate, and now the scholar of the Wenhua Palace and the prince Fu Zhanghe, who has won the sacred heart, is his teacher who values him very much. He himself is not simple, at the age of fourteen, he won the martial arts leader, and beat the lord's children who competed with him on the same stage, but in two years he was promoted to the governor of the Chinese military governor's office. In the past two years, he has become interested in Wen Ju again, and in March this year, the palace test was unveiled, and he won the seventh Jinshi in the second grade, and the saint personally awarded him the position of director of the criminal department, which spread all over the capital.

Liu Zheng had heard his name in the gossip of the guests, but he never took it to heart. is so powerful that it doesn't seem like a character in the world who can really have anything to do with her.

But now, he was standing in front of her, in this slightly crowded shop. Wearing a wide-sleeved robe with light cyan jacquard dark patterns, his posture is long, his face is as white as jade, and his hand bones are distinct. behaved politely, and even looked at him without being frivolous. If it weren't for the fact that his ears were too pink and his fingertips were so white that he betrayed his nervousness and shyness, Liu Zheng would really think that the little fairy in the sky had accidentally fallen into their house.

When the two sides were silent, Liu Zheng turned his attention to Wang Chucui.

Wang Chucui hurriedly stepped forward to take over the things in Liu Zheng's hand, and while cleaning up, he eagerly introduced to Song Yan: "Official, this is my granddaughter Zheng." Zheng, this is ......"

Song Yan's throat moved slightly, and he responded gently: "In the lower Song Yan, he is the head of the Huguang Qing Officials Division of the Criminal Department. ”

Liu Zheng was slightly surprised by his answer, although it was scary enough for him to say any title, but the position of the head of the Criminal Department was still inferior to those other glorious and glorious identities.

He didn't confess, so Liu Zheng pretended not to know: "The folk girl has seen Song Guanye." ”

Coming in behind her, Chen Ru and Master Xiaoduan, who had just put down the flowers, saluted Song Yan and Feng Ce in fear, and Chen Ru also excitedly reported his name. With the light and shadow moving slightly, Song Yan glanced at them, and the curvature of the corners of his lips flattened.

Feng Ce raised his hand to stop Chen Ru's endless words, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you two also here to ask Miss Liu for water?" ”

Master Xiao Duan said goodbye and left with a sense of humor, Chen Ru wanted to say a few more words, but when he touched Feng Ce's sharp gaze, he immediately choked on his words and left unwillingly. Wang Chucui promptly loaded a pot of mung bean sweet soup for Master Duan and took it away.

Mr. Luo sent several pots of orchids and peonies to Liu Zheng this time, and he wanted to give her some clothes and jewelry, but Liu Zheng didn't ask for it. Seeing that she couldn't stay, Mr. Luo arranged a carriage and two subordinates to escort her home, and when the carriage arrived at the mouth of the alley, Liu Zheng met Chen Ru and Master Xiaoduan, who said that they would help her move flowers. The two men looked at each other unpleasantly, but they were both curious about who Liu Zheng had gone to meet. Of course, Liu Zheng would not say it easily, and kept speeding up his pace, but he didn't expect to meet an uninvited guest after entering the door.

He is Zhang He's proud disciple, and he must know much more about Zhang He than Mr. Luo and Master Gu...... Liu Zheng saw the can of Lu'an tea on the table, and immediately stepped forward to make two cups, personally held one and handed it to Song Yan and said, "Official, please drink tea." ”

Song Yan leaned over to take it, her fingertips carefully avoided her fingers, and thanked her softly. Liu Zheng stared at his fingertips clinging to the wall of the hot cup, and reminded, "Be careful not to get burned." ”

"It's not hot." Song Yan replied immediately, and was shocked that his reaction was stupid, so he silently changed the posture of holding the cup and sipped in disguise. The bitter taste of the tea rolled over the tip of his tongue, and he felt like he had finally calmed down. He quietly lifted his eyes to look at Liu Zheng, who didn't seem to care about his reaction, and was listening carefully to Wang Chucui's account of how relieved they were talking to them on the street.

Liu Zheng's mind came alive, and he looked at Song Yan deeply, but he touched the young man's dodging gaze. He raised his cup to drink tea again, his movements were natural, but his long eyelashes were fluttering in a panic. Now his ears and fingertips were the same color, all transparent blood-pink.

Liu Zheng grew up in Fengyue Tower when she was young, and as she grew older, she often met men who were interested in her face, and now she already understood what Song Yan was doing this time. He was also fascinated by her looks? When was this? Did his carriage first appear after the mouth of the alley half a month ago? Otherwise, how could the black-faced military master say something like "Miss Liu's affairs, my grandfather is in charge"?

Either way, Liu Zheng expressed his gratitude. Indeed, as grandma said, it is the first time in these years that they have met someone who will help them refute rumors.

Liu Zheng took the initiative to say to Song Yan: "The folk girl has no other ability, only the tofu brain is okay, in the future, if the officials want to eat, please come over at any time, don't take the money from the officials, I just hope that the officials will not dislike it." ”

Feng Ce looked at Song Yan with a different kind of light in his eyes. Song Yan hesitated in his heart for countless polite and polite words, but he couldn't confide them out. Finally he nodded, obediently said "um", and then looked at her, his eyes shining, with a certain indescribable joy and emotion.

Liu Zheng poured him another cup of tea. Although she also wanted to say something more to him, what could two people with different identities like them have to talk about? She wanted to inquire about Zhang He, but she was too anxious. However, Wang Chucui is very good at talking, and he can chat with them for half an hour just by chatting.

At this point, Song Yan was pleased with himself, but at the same time, he was also keenly aware of Liu Zheng's absent-mindedness. After drinking the last sip of tea, Song Yan got up and said goodbye. Wang Chucui was still a little reluctant, and emphasized over and over again that the officials must remember to come to them for breakfast tomorrow morning.

Liu Zheng followed his grandmother to send them out, and watched Song Yan get on the horse. The sun was still very hot, shaking so much that people couldn't open their eyes, but the young man in the Taoist robe on horseback had his eyebrows stretched and his eyes were smiling.

The sound of horses' hooves gradually disappeared in the West Street and Alley, and the neighbors came out one by one, and many people's faces were purple and purple, and they wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it, but they only dared to point to the sky and scold this ghost for being so hot that he died. Everyone turned all kinds of complicated eyes to the Liu family, and the Liu family had closed the doors and windows after sending off the two officials.

Wang Chucui was still reminiscing about the conversation with the officials just now and the ugly expression of Sister-in-law Chen on the other side of the door, as if she had eaten a fly. While helping Liu Zheng carry a few pots of flowers brought back from the Gu family to the flower room and set them up, she hummed happily, feeling that the nobleman deserves to be a nobleman, and the bearing in his gestures is not comparable to ordinary people at all. Liu Zheng was full of thoughts, and was silent and did not speak.

"Eh, by the way, what did you Mr. Luo say? The man is ...... now."

"The gentleman is still the same rhetoric, and advises me not to think too much, and it is better to recognize him as soon as possible. But I still have that idea, I want to see with my own eyes what kind of person he is, and ask him what happened in the courtyard back then, who killed his mother? I didn't even see her for the last time...... Also, even if I want to recognize each other, I have to give my mother a name back. ”

Wang Chucui opened her mouth, but she could only nod wordlessly. In fact, according to what they thought, it would be good if Zhang He could recognize Liu Zheng, after all, in the eyes of many people, whether her blood is pure or not is a difficult question to prove. As for asking for a name for catkins...... It's a fantasy. But as the mother of the catkins and the grandmother of the willow kitsch, Wang Chucui couldn't splash this basin of cold water.

Liu Zheng guessed her true thoughts when she saw her expression, and originally wanted to say what she heard about Song Yan, but she didn't want to say it.

Wang Chucui wanted to discuss with her with great interest: "I look at the appearance of Song Guanye, it seems that I like you very much." How do you feel about him? ”

Liu Zheng was angry with her in her heart, and said unhappily: "I don't feel anything." ”

"But I see, he is good-looking and has a good character, so you might as well ask Mr. Toro to help you inquire about his family background? Head of Criminal Department...... I don't understand whether this official is powerful or not, is it as powerful as Master Gu? I hope it's not too intimidating. Wang Chucui said and suddenly "oh yo" deflated, "Forget it, I actually forgot, that Feng Junye called him the prince!" Tsk, Wang Sun Guiqi, we can't afford to climb high, so let's stay away. It's a shame......"

The more Liu Zheng listened, the more annoyed she became, so she didn't answer her, and went upstairs to rest.

As soon as he rode out of the alley, Song Yan couldn't help but turn back, and sure enough, he didn't see the figure of Na in front of the Liu family. He lowered his eyes in loneliness and encouraged himself in his heart. At least judging by Miss Liu's attitude, she doesn't hate him, and even treats him more caringly and carefully than other men. She made him tea and reminded him to watch out for hot hands.

He wanted to get closer to her little by little, and wanted her to have more and more good feelings for him. He longed for her to like him a little. A little bit is enough.

"Lord Shizi, where are we going next, going home?"

Song Yan came back to his senses, and the warm sunlight shone on his eyebrows, like a layer of light gold dust. His hand holding the reins tightened, and he said in a deep voice: "Go to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing, I miss my mother." ”