Wang Chucui greeted him in surprise: "Master Song, hello, I haven't been here for a long time!" ”

Song Yan gave her a little look and smiled: "Grandma Wang." ”

Hearing this title, Wang Chucui was flattered, and Master Xiaoduan didn't dare to raise his head after biting the watermelon pulp in three or two bites. Liu Zheng stepped forward silently and blessed his body: "Why did the official suddenly come?" ”

Song Yan only asked Master Xiao Duan: "After eating, don't you plan to leave?" ”

Although Master Xiao Duan didn't raise his eyes, his tone was not soft: "I have something I want to say to Miss Liu." ”

Song Yan narrowed his eyes and finally looked at Liu Zheng, who was numb by his scalp. What is he angry about?

Wang Chucui wanted to interject, but heard Song Yan say softly: "Zheng, I also want to talk to you, I want to talk to you a lot." ”

Liu Zheng pursed his lips and looked at Master Xiaoduan. Master Xiao Duan threw down the melon skin in frustration and went to Chen's house opposite.

Liu Zheng turned around and poured tea for Song Yan: "What does the official want to say, just say it." ”

"Do you like him?"

Liu Zheng silently put down the tea and moved the chair to him. Song Yan held the back of the chair but did not sit down, and asked, "How much do you like it?" ”

"I don't like him, it's just a normal neighborhood interaction. Did the official come here just to ask this? ”

"Of course not. Did you miss me? ”

Liu Zheng wanted to laugh when he asked, but when he looked up, he saw his eager and cautious eyes. She pushed back her smile. I haven't seen him for a few days, and he still doesn't know how to ask euphemistic questions, nor does he understand the words between men and women, and he asks a few questions, like a prisoner on trial. However, he was honest, and she didn't cheat on him: "I occasionally think about it, after all, your injury is worrying, and grandma often talks about you." How is the official's injury? ”

A smile finally appeared on Song Yan's face: "It's not good, it's always cracked, it hurts." ”

Feng Ce, who had been hiding on the eaves, couldn't help but scold him when he heard this, who is to blame, who told you to cut down bamboo if you have something to do.

Wang Chucui asked with concern: "Didn't the mansion invite another doctor for the official master?" It doesn't work that way. ”

"It's okay, it hurts for a few more days, and it's good to get used to it."

Wang Chucui sighed without taste.

Liu Zheng remembered that there were still a few slices of watermelon in the kitchen, and brought them over: "Official, try it, it's very sweet." ”

Song Yan put down the cup, thanked him, picked up a small piece and tasted it, and his demeanor was elegant and clean. Liu Zheng looked at it for a while, and when he finished eating, he said, "I have something I want to ask the official to see." The official comes with me. ”

Song Yan immediately got up, Liu Zheng bowed his head and walked upstairs. Song Yan stood at the top of the stairs and asked uncertainly, "Can I go up?" ”

Liu Zheng stood on the steps and looked down at him, and could see the white-walled neck of the young man quietly sliding his Adam's apple in the dim light. She remembered the sound of his heavy breathing as she wiped his sweat that day. It's a hot summer day, and the air is scorching sticky.

Liu Zheng smiled: "Don't get me wrong, sir, there is a flower room upstairs, I want you to take a look at my flowers." ”

She had barely finished half a sentence before he had lifted his robe and walked upstairs slowly, his eyes following her figure.

She is wearing a light cyan cloth skirt today, without any complicated patterns, but her figure is as light as a swallow. As he walked, his white arms flickered in his sleeves, like warm jade. Song Yan's throat moved slightly, trying to avoid her gaze, but her soft and slender waist and graceful curved neck under the long hair loosely held in her mind had been carved in her mind. He went upstairs step by step, the distance of the tenth order became the fifth order, the third order, a corner, she disappeared in front of his eyes for a moment, and the next moment he stepped on her shadow again. She even looks so good, like a free butterfly.

Going upstairs, she stopped and turned around, the blazing sun shining on every strand of her hair. She smiled, and the floating dust in the light surged: "Official, do you remember this flower?" I fed it. ”

Her hand had already been pointed, and his gaze was still on her face. He suddenly realized that he seemed to be no different from those despicable men, and he had a vulgar lust for her in flesh and blood. These days and nights, he always reminisced about the moment when he hugged her into his arms, and always imagined that she accepted his request that day, hugged him, and listened to him say many, many grievances and desires...... I thought about it in my dreams, and I thought about it when I woke up. Just by looking at her now, all those unspeakable despicable thoughts will come to mind.

"Official?" Liu Zheng called him again, "Look." ”

Song Yan looked in the direction of her finger, and it was half a pink hibiscus blooming in the sun. The petals are delicate, the branches and stems are straight, and when the wind blows in, it shakes gently. Song Yan's heart also shook.

He walked lightly into her room, and saw her little sun-drenched flower room, in which there was a rocking chair with a thin quilt, and a small stove for making tea next to the rocking chair. There is also a delicate little square table next to the stove, on which are all kinds of small jars and knick-knacks, and there is a dazzling array of them. He breathed lightly and walked lightly, as if he was afraid of disturbing something. He could almost feel her quiet mood every morning and evening in this small, crowded space that could not accommodate a second person.

Song Yan squatted down and caressed the layers of petals of this half hibiscus flower, imagining that she had gently pulled it out of the dirty and broken porcelain, and carefully moved it to the pot to replant, watching it with admiration every day, and loosening the soil and fertilizing it. She loves it, and every touch and every inch of her gaze must be full of love.

"What does the official think?" Liu Zheng leaned over and asked, "Take it back, I can't accept such a valuable thing." ”

"It's yours, not mine." Song Yan got up, "I know how difficult it is to feed it. Not to mention that it was meant to be given to you. ”

Liu Zheng looked at the flower happily and no longer shirked: "How much does the official bid, I'll buy it." ”

Song Yan lowered his eyes lonely: "I don't want to talk to you about silver." ”

Liu Zheng thought that he thought it was tacky to talk about silver, so he leaned on the rocking chair and asked, "What does the official want to talk about?" ”

Song Yan opened his mouth, his eyes were firm, but his face was red: "I want to talk to you." ”

Liu Zheng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but smile. What an embarrassing words, he can actually speak seriously.

"If you don't want to, of course you can talk about something else." Song Yan hurriedly added, afraid that he would scare her away again.

Liu Zheng stopped smiling and looked at him quietly. The young god is bright and beautiful, standing in this narrow space, too out of place, like a statue of a god who is offered to eat incense. But Liu Zheng has always not believed in gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, nor does he think that there are really gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in this world. She thought of the way he was humming pitifully that day, and knew that he was not a little fairy.

Different from Wang Chucui's admiration for the powerful, Liu Zheng has always lacked reverence for the powerful. Because there is no such awe, there is no difference between her looking at Song Yan and looking at other people in this world. If there is a difference, it is that his appearance is too prominent, which is indeed unforgettable.

Liu Zheng smiled and asked, "Official, do you know that love can't be begged?" ”

Song Yan nodded confusedly: "...... Know. ”

"That's it."

She spat out four simple words, but they smashed into his heart like a hammer.

He didn't speak for a long time, and Liu Zheng looked up at him, and found that his eyes were red, and a layer of crystal mist hung over his eyes. Liu Zheng couldn't bear it for a moment, but she just told the truth, if the truth hurts, what really hurts people is not the truth, but the truth.

Liu Zheng continued to look at the flowers and plants in the flower room swaying gently with the breeze, and the tip of his nose lingered with the fragrance of flowers and tea. She's still cozy.

Song Yan stood in the shadows, looking at her infatuatedly. Her world is a sunny little flower house, a small yard with pots of lotus and vegetables, and a bustling market with the sound of selling flowers. His world was an empty wasteland, with a lingering mourning cry in his ears. He desperately wanted to be a part of her world, and she laughed and said that she couldn't ask for it.

"If you can't ask for it, don't you ask for it?" Song Yan's voice was slightly hoarse, and the corners of his eyes were already wet when he tilted his head, "There must be someone who can't ask for it for a lifetime." ”

Liu Zheng was noncommittal: "How painful it is." ”

"Just get used to it."

Liu Zheng was silent for a while.

"Kite."

Liu Zheng looked at him again, he smiled, and suddenly said, "My love is not dirty." ”

Song Yan slowly turned around and went downstairs, the footsteps gradually faded away, and his figure disappeared in front of her. Liu Zheng opened the window facing the street, watched him come out of the shop door, walked away step by step, and suddenly stopped. She subconsciously thought that he would look up, but found that he was just stunned looking at a woman who couldn't stand the child's coquettishness and was finally willing to buy a sugar gourd. It wasn't until the mother and son were far away that he walked forward slowly. The crowd drowned out his figure.

Liu Zheng grabbed the handkerchief that had been hidden in his sleeve and could not be handed over, and looked at the place where he had just stood.

He didn't even leave a footprint.

Feng Ce followed Song Yan all the way, not daring to speak. I don't know what the master talked to Liu Niangzi upstairs, and when he came out, the tips of his eyes and nose were red. The number of times the master has cried since he was three years old can be counted with one hand, and the last time he was whipped so hard, the Hou Ye forced him to cry, and he didn't shed a single tear. How much did Liu Niangzi say something that hurt his heart?

Song Yan walked all the way, until he found that there were fewer and fewer pedestrians around, he looked up, and found that he was about to walk to the Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing. Song Yan stopped blankly and sat down in the nearby Jingshan Pavilion. He was stunned to look at the commendation notices posted on the walls of the Jingshan Pavilion for those who were not ignorant of gold and the chaste martyrs of various prefectures and counties.

Feng Ce sat down beside him worriedly: "Lord Shizi, do you miss Mrs. Hou?" ”

Song Yan blinked: "Yes." ”

"Did Mrs. Liu say something ugly?"

"It's not hard to hear," Song Yan kneaded his fingertips, there were cocoons for practicing sword grinding and learning word grinding on them, and they were very prickly to the touch, "It's just the truth." ”

Feng Ce chuckled: "What's the truth?" No, what insight can she say as a little girl, don't say what you believe! ”

Song Yan didn't answer, as if he was talking to himself: "If only I died in my mother's belly, I would always be her flesh and blood." ”

Feng Ce rubbed his knees nervously: "Don't say that...... If Mrs. Hou is not crazy, she will definitely love you. ”

"Who the hell is crazy......

Song Yan stood up and walked in the direction he came.

Wang Chucui was also asking what Liu Zheng said to Song Yan.

"I said I didn't mean that to him, that it was useless to say anything he said or do."

Wang Chucui stopped washing the dishes and thought, "It's good to make it clear." In fact, everyone's hearts are like Spiegel, you and him are impossible. I heard that many people secretly rumored that you were going to be carried into the Guogong Mansion as a concubine, phew! Being a concubine? Impossible. ”

"The main thing is that I really don't have a male or female affection for him." Liu Zheng sat on the barstool, his hands propped on both sides, tilted his head and dangled his legs to watch his grandmother busy with work, "If the two are really happy, I would like him to be my lover, who doesn't love to be with good-looking people?" ”

Wang Chucui straightened his face and wanted to say that she was ridiculous, but he didn't have to work hard, and he laughed first: "You are very good-mouthed, I don't believe that you will be willing to be a lover with him only after you have affection for anyone." ”

"If you don't believe it, you don't believe it. Aunt Mu said in the past that there is no difference between a woman getting married and selling herself to a man, and I think it is very appropriate to say that a man is used as a cow and a horse for a generation. I was finally bought out of the flower building by my grandmother, do I have to sell myself again when I grow up? ”

"What doesn't sell, how ugly it is. Although grandma has no objection to you not marrying, she still has to talk to you about it. Not all men in this world are bad! Husbands and wives in the world are not all grudges. Aren't there couples in their seventies and eighties on the street? People have gray hair, and they still hold hands and chatter every day. And you, Mr. Luo and Gu Guanye, how good the relationship between the two is! The two children born are also smart and clever, and how good the family is happy. I thought, if you don't meet the right one, you won't get married, and if you do, then catch it. To tell you the truth, in the past two days, Duan Jingjiang has asked me what you mean. What do you think of that kid in Xiaoduan? ”

Liu Zheng shook his legs back and forth, and straightened his waist: "Master Xiaoduan? ”

"Hmm!"

Liu Zheng shook his head: "I don't like it." ”

"I look at others well, this year just passed the twentieth birthday, the appearance is good, practical and serious, I have saved myself almost a hundred taels of daughter-in-law, there are thirty or forty acres of land at home, two shops, a courtyard. The old couple are in good health, Duan Jingjiang, you have been in contact, people are very easy-going, and Xiao Duan's mother is also a warm-hearted person who loves to help her neighbors. The most important thing is that Duan Jingjiang said that since Xiao Duan was fifteen years old, many people want to marry their family, but Xiao Duan himself didn't like it, so it has dragged on until now. People's affection for you, you really see it, and if there is anything fun to eat, I have to send you some. Don't say it's tempting, do you think about whether he is the most suitable? ”

Liu Zheng inexplicably thought of Song Yan's eyes that almost shot out of the knife when he looked at Master Xiaoduan today, shook his head and smiled: "Where is it suitable, I can't talk to him for three or two sentences." He still likes to talk around the corner, his heart is awkward, everything has to be guessed, if I am really with him, don't I have to coax him every day? ”

"That's better than Chen Ru and Zeng An! One is full of sour stomach, the other is honest and ruthless, and I am afraid to panic when I think that they are all interesting to you! ”

Liu Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Are you afraid that I will be bullied, so you are trying to match me with him?" You always invite them to dinner these days, and that's why you do that? ”

"Or do you think! The old lady has nothing to do, she doesn't sell her own tofu, and she diligently cooks for others, so how much money do they have? You don't want to find your father, when I can't move in bed one day, don't just come and eat you alive. The Duan family itself insisted on not saying anything, and his subordinates ate with more than a dozen laborers, and a group of people stood forward, who would dare to mess with them? Tsk, I still say, I'm not dead yet, look at Grandma Zeng and then look at the Chen family! Just think about it, I'm angry, if it weren't for Song Guanye, you wouldn't be drowned in gossip! ”

Liu Zheng was silent, seeing that the dishes washed out by Wang Chucui were piling higher and higher, she got off the stool and scooped boiling water from the pot to scald the dishes and spoons. The heat was steaming, and her face was hot, and she remembered Song Yan's red eyes and the misty appearance in her eyes.

Liu Zheng feels that she has no reason to feel sorry for a golden and noble prince, if she is distressed, it is not happy to find herself, she has seen the most miserable person in the world in Fengyue Tower, blind, broken leg and lost arm, which one is not sadder than his life?

But, to tell the truth, how can suffering be compared, and how can there be a distinction between high and low suffering? As grandma said, if she didn't have him, she would still have to endure those unwarranted abuses and deal with those scoundrels who come to cause trouble from time to time. He helped her, can she really repay this love with a few bowls of tofu brain and a few bowls of tea? He also gave her a pot of flowers, although the price of the flowers and the pot fell after that fall, but that love has never fallen.

Is her words too light and too heavy today?

Liu Zheng thought about it, and his mind flashed back to the situation when he took off his clothes that day and asked Wang Chucui to treat his wounds. It hurt so much that I wanted to hug her but didn't dare, so I only grabbed her arm and didn't let go...... He has always been a person who knows etiquette and respects, every time he sees her salute and wants to help her, he doesn't dare to touch her arm, and he only dares to look at her face when he talks to her. Only that day he fell into her arms, his hand on her shoulder, and his heart pounded and almost jumped out of his ribs and hit her. She had always suspected that it was the pitiful appearance he had pretended to be close to her, but she had forgotten that the injury was shocking, it really hurt and hurt, and that his lips had not always been as rosy as when she first saw him. If you lose too much blood, you will faint in front of your eyes.

Liu Zheng took out the scalded bowl and spoon, wiped it with a dry cloth, and put it away, sighing. Maybe she should first understand what he has been through, and then think about what she can and can't tell the truth. Regardless of whether it is the truth or the truth that hurts someone, breaking his heart is breaking his heart.

"Grandma, he gave me that pot of flowers, what else should I do?"

"He won't take your money? Think about it, too, how could he lack that bit of silver. ”

Liu Zheng thought of what he said, "I want to fall in love with you", and his heart was mixed. A person's sincerity should not be ridiculed, and she couldn't hold back her laughter at the time. Whoever is treated like this will be sad. Liu Zheng let out a long breath, his chest still tight. She did say the wrong thing and should apologize.

"Don't say anything about silver or silver, what should I pay him back?" Liu Zheng put all the dishes and chopsticks into the cupboard, lowered his eyes and said, "I don't want to owe him." ”

Wang Chucui smelled a different flavor from her words. She wiped her hands from her apron and looked at her meaningfully. Liu Zheng was unhappy by her, frowned and shouted: "Grandma! ”

Wang Chucui pouted and smiled: "It's the first time I've seen you show such an embarrassed expression for a man." Zheng, tell the truth to grandma, do you really have no love for Song Guanye? ”

"I'm a little guilty, and both times I made him sad and left."

"Guilt? It's not like you haven't rejected others before, and you haven't seen you feel guilty about everyone. ”

Liu Zheng was speechless, and said for a while: "But I have never received favors from others, but this time, I accepted his love and accepted his things." I should pay him back. ”

Wang Chucui finally stopped teasing her, nodded and said, "According to grandma, you have to ask him what he wants." We are not from the same world as him, and we can't imagine the good things he has, so we will laugh and be generous if we give them away. ”

Liu Zheng didn't dare to say that he had already asked, and nodded absentmindedly. Instead of asking grandma, it is better to ask Mr. Luo...... Let's go to Gu's Mansion again tomorrow, and I just want to ask if there is any news of my uncle, and when Gu Xunzhen will be able to arrive in the capital.

Song Yan didn't ride a horse or a carriage, and when he walked all the way back to the Dingguo Mansion, it was already twilight between heaven and earth. Because he felt tired, he went straight back to Juzhu Courtyard and did not go to Bixia Pavilion to ask for peace. Old Mrs. Qin immediately called someone to ask him where he had been all day, and when she learned that he had been injured and walked so far, she sighed distressedly. But at least he didn't go into that Zhuangzi to cause trouble, and he didn't go to the criminal department to cause trouble, it was rare that he didn't ask for peace once, and Mrs. Qin wouldn't be harsh, so she only asked people to bring the food and decoction to Juzhuyuan. At the end, she asked Song Jin: "How is the matter arranged by the Hua family, and the people haven't been sent in yet?" ”

"Feng Ce's kid has been blocking people from entering the door......"

"Hmph, he still dares to stop my people?! Don't forget, he was also picked out by me and sent to Amo! You go back and tell Hua that this matter will be done with my order, and whoever wants to violate her will violate my order! ”

At the time of the pai, Hua led two maidservants with Nana to stand in front of the gate of Juzhu Courtyard.

"It's not that I want to be nosy, this time it's the old lady who put it, and tell you to accept these two girls in the bamboo courtyard." Aunt Hua smiled and asked the two maids to stand in front, "I haven't seen you Feng Ye soon, so I won't let him take care of you in the future." ”

Feng Ce didn't give an inch: "My grandfather said that in this life, you don't need a maid and don't accept a house." Aunt Hua, please don't embarrass me. ”

"Master Feng, this is what I embarrass you! I'm in trouble...... Alas, it's hard. Aunt Hua shouted this, but her face was full of pride. It's rare for the old lady to treat her as a serious family member to arrange things, and she vaguely feels that she has gained a little recognition after so many years of hard work.

Aunt Hua adjusted herself by hand. Shi Mei, the maid who had been taught, pushed to the forefront: "Feng Ye, don't be in a hurry to refuse, look at this girl, how pretty she looks, this figure is a child at a glance, but she can serve people." It's not too late to ask the prince to see it before deciding to stay. ”

Shi Mei glanced at Feng Ce shyly and timidly, and saluted delicately, her voice was so sweet that she could pinch out honey: "The slave has seen Feng Ye." ”

Feng Ce didn't look at it: "It's all about serving the master, what kind of courtesy, don't break my life." ”

Aunt Hua smiled: "Miss Shi doesn't know the rules very well, come, Feng Ye look at her, you always know her, right?" The old lady's favorite nostalgic girl! has been the top-notch one since he was a child, and now he is getting more and more smart. ”

Huai Xi bowed slightly to Feng Ce: "The old lady has explained, and asked me to serve the prince from now on...... is more dedicated than when he served her old man. ”

Aunt Hua Yin said: "Master Feng, open the door." Ah Mo's old injury has not healed, do you still want him to add a new injury? ”

Feng Ce hesitated for a moment. No one knows what the consequences will be if they anger Old Lady Qin......

While he was stunned, Aunt Hua glanced at the two maidservants, and walked directly around him and walked inside, Feng Ce immediately stopped her, she raised her chin and shouted: "I am following the old lady's command, who dares to stop me?!" Feng Ce, don't forget that you are an old lady's person. It's nothing you look down on me, do you dare to disrespect the old lady? ”

Feng Ce's eyes were round, and he followed closely and warned her not to mess around. Everyone just walked all the way through the front yard. When they approached the door of the main house, the door of the main house was kicked open with a bang, and everyone immediately stopped silently.

In the dim light, a young man with a long body stood out of the door. Song Yan held a heavy sword more than half a zhang long in his hand, and looked at Aunt Hua: "The old lady's password? ”

Aunt Hua subconsciously stepped back, the two girls knelt down, kowtowed to Song Yan and said, "The slave has seen the prince." ”

Song Yan still looked directly at Aunt Hua, walking step by step, the sword body reflected the snow-white moonlight, and the chill was lingering.

"Master, I stopped it, I didn't stop it......" Feng Ce said in a low voice.

Song Yan had stopped in front of the two maidservants.

Shi Mei looked at the cloud-headed boots in front of her, and boldly raised her flower-like face: "Master, the slave is a ...... Yes! ”

"Bang", in the blink of an eye, the sword in Song Yan's hand had been deeply inserted into the gold brick field, and the bright sword body reflected Shi Mei's frightened face. Just a little bit ...... So he cut off her nose.

Shi Mei trembled like chaff, almost fainting, and Huaixi on the side bit her lower lip to control her screaming.

Song Yan pulled out his sword with his hand: "Get out." ”

Shi Mei climbed a few times but didn't get up, Huaixi reached out to scoop her up, lowered her head and retreated until she was out of the yard. Aunt Hua's face was already pale, and she said inwardly: "No, it's not that I have to stuff people in the Shizi Courtyard, it's the old lady's order!" What's the use of you scaring girls? Without them, Ming'er would still have someone else's ......"

Song Yan ignored her, with a cold face, he walked in the direction of Bixia Pavilion with his sword. Feng Ce was completely panicked and chased after him: "Master, what are you doing with your sword?" Don't be impulsive! ”

Song Yan stopped, and his tone was flat: "Feng Ce, are you my person, or hers?" ”

"Of course your subordinates are, it's your subordinates ......"

"Then don't stop me."

"What the hell are you going to do? I can't watch you make a big mistake! ”

"I'm not crazy, I can't make a big mistake. But I'm going crazy. If I'm crazy......" A trace of confusion appeared in Song Yan's eyes, and his tone was slow, "What does it matter, the child of a madman, of course, should also be a madman." ”

Song Yan continued to walk towards Bixia Pavilion, and some people kept trying to step forward to stop him, but he waved back with his sword. When he stood in front of Bixia Pavilion, there were already guards standing behind him. Song Jin was carrying a long whip and was ready to go, and Song Tan, Song Qing, Song He and others were also standing aside, staring at him nervously.

The door of Bixia Pavilion was closed, there was no light and no sound inside, and Old Lady Qin had rested an hour ago.

Feng Ce also wanted to persuade him: "Master, let's not be angry!" This is just a trivial matter, tell the old lady well, the old lady will not refuse! ”

Song Yan ignored him and shouted softly: "Grandmother." ”

There was no answer inside.

Song Jin shouted later: "You disobedient and unfilial son, put down the sword for me!" In the middle of the night, I disturbed your grandmother's dreams, and she loved you so much! Give me back! When you come back, we'll act as if nothing happened. ”

"When nothing happens...... Song Yan choked in his throat, and he smiled bitterly, "My mother doesn't want to marry you, and she can't escape, so you don't have anything to do." My mother was tied to the bed and conceived me and gave birth to me, and you should treat it as if nothing happened. My mother is sick, crazy, hates me, doesn't want me, you still act as if nothing happened...... I can't do it, I'm not you. ”

Song Yan looked at Feng Ce: "A trivial matter?" How big a thing is a big deal. My mother's life, how can there be a big face in the Guogong Mansion, right? ”

Feng Ce choked up at his miserable gaze, bowed his head and said nothing.

The night breeze is dashing, the kite is crying sadly, and the Guogong Mansion is already brightly lit except for the Bixia Pavilion. Song Yan turned his back to the sword and gun guard of No. 100 and his angry father, and slashed the door of Bixia Pavilion with his sword.

Inside the door, Mrs. Qin was sitting quietly, slowly fiddling with the Buddha beads in her hand, and Mrs. Liu was standing behind her with a bean candle lamp. The candle flame swayed lightly in the wind, and the faint light shone on the old lady Qin's old face, illuminating her like a ghost. The moment the door broke, she raised her eyes to look at the young man outside the door, the moonlight shining on him, even though he held a murderous Taihe heavy sword in his hand, he was as clean as a sword. He was looking at her hatefully, and Old Lady Qin was in a trance for a moment.

She pursed her lips: "Amo, are you going to kill your grandmother?" Can you bear to kill him? ”

"I'm not going to kill you."

"And who are you going to kill?"

"Kill that Amo who can only listen to you in everything."

Old Lady Qin closed her eyes and said in a soft tone, "Good boy, don't make trouble." Feng Ce, come over and tell me what's wrong with your little master? ”

Feng Ce looked at her, then at Song Yan, and hesitated: "Lord doesn't want to accept those two girls into the room......

"Oh, that's a little thing." Old Madam Qin looked at Song Yan again, "Grandmother knows that you are seventeen years old and you are an eldest child, and you don't want to listen to grandmother in everything anymore." You don't like what Aunt Hua sent, can you go back and pick a few you like? It's all negotiable. ”

Old Mrs. Qin remembered his recent itinerary and smiled clearly: "You have a fancy for that tofu Shih, right?" Grandmother doesn't like you to get too close to that kind of indiscreet woman, but if you really like it, grandmother loves you so much, how can she not rely on you? On the next day, I will teach someone to lift the sedan chair to welcome her into the house, okay? ”

"I don't want it." Song Yan looked at her directly, "I don't want anyone." I am me, and you are you. Qin Youyi, I'm not your Amo, I'm my mother's Amo, you are not qualified to care about me. ”

Old Lady Qin's expression collapsed for a moment, and she was secretly lucky, so she barely kept calm: "You must be separated from me?" ”

"I don't want to be your Amo."

Old Madam Qin stood up: "You think I'm not qualified to discipline you, but what qualifications do you have to disobey my discipline?" What you eat, wear, and learn, which one is not from the Song family? I was able to tie Yun Yunsu back then, and I can tie you today! As you said, your mother was tied up and gave birth to you, you were born to be tied by us, and you should be tied by us for a lifetime! Song Jin. ”

Song Jin stepped forward: "Mother." ”

"Take him back, think about it, and don't go out for a month."

"Yes." As soon as Song Jin waved his hand, the guards rushed over.

Song Yan turned around and said in a low voice, "Feng Ce." ”

Feng Ce's eyebrows narrowed, and a whistle blew down after his head, and in an instant, countless black shadows poured from all directions of the Guogong Mansion, holding crossbows and arrows on top of the eaves. The guards below changed their faces instantly, and Song Jin was shocked: "Amo! ”

Song Yan touched the ground with his sword and smiled: "Do you really want to kill it?" On that day, the city would be full of scandals of father and son fighting and killing each other. Do you want to kill? ”

Old Lady Qin shouted angrily: "Song Zhimo, Song Zhimo!" What the hell are you messing with! Does our government owe you anything? You remember that your surname is Song, not Yun! ”

Song Yan turned his back to her and didn't respond.

Old Lady Qin shouted for a long time, hoarse. She didn't understand what was wrong, they were a family, a family surnamed Song! Why is he always outward-looking, why does he hate this family and them so much? She wasn't thinking about him at any moment, and she wasn't planning for him! She raised him badly...... Is it too pampered?

Old Lady Qin waved her trembling hand, and Song Jin pursed her lips and asked the guards to retreat. Old Lady Qin looked down at her shadow. Her shadow was so short, but his shadow was stretched so long, so long that it had blended with her shadow. She asked softly, "Ah Mo, can you let those people retreat?" Do you have to force your grandmother to die in front of you? ”

Little by little, his shadow withdrew from her shadow, and the countless black shadows cast in the courtyard also quietly retreated into the darkness with his actions. His shadow crossed the threshold, farther and farther away from her. When he left, he only said: "Stop caring about me, I am me, you are you." ”

I am me, and you are you. Old Mrs. Qin laughed silently, why do you want to divide each other as a family?

When I returned to Juzhu Courtyard again, it was already the middle of the day, and the inside and outside of Juzhu Courtyard were already two worlds, and the guards of the Guogong Mansion and the secret guards of Song Yan were still secretly confronting each other. Song Yan dismissed his servants and sat in front of the window looking at the moon for a while. Gradually, he felt his whole body lose his strength, and the whole person curled up on the ground.

The pale moonlight shrouded him, and the messy hair covered his face. Song Yan opened his eyes, took out the hairpin that was about to be worn bald from his sleeve, and groped for the small round scar on his left chest.

Little by little, he pressed in, and the pain made him sober, and the blood made him dizzy. He hugged himself tightly and murmured, "Mother, Amo's love is not dirty...... Don't want Amo. Mother, mother, please love Amo...... Amo misses you. ”