Fast time travel: The boss of the last days is bound by the cannon fodder system

This night was destined to be a sleepless night for many people, He Zhiyuan came to Song Yunqing's room drunk.

He reeked of alcohol and smelled smoky.He was wobbly when he walked, and he was about to fall down.

Song Yunqing leaned against the bed, watching He Zhiyuan acting there.

Mother Qiu, who was leaning on the chair, just wanted to get up to complain, but she forgot that her waist had slipped, and kept ouching as soon as she got up.

He Zhiyuan stopped pretending, frowned and looked at Qiu Momo and said, "Qiu Momo, why are you here? Shouldn't you be in mother's room?"

As soon as I mentioned this Qiu Mama, I felt very wronged in my heart, which old mama was treated like her.

Mother Qiu said bitterly: "Master Hou, the old lady ordered me to teach Aunt Song about the affairs of the house. But who knows, she pushed the old slave to the ground without reason. Hou Mansion, you have to decide for the old slave Ah. The old slave has hard work without credit, and now that she bullies her like this, the old slave will die!"

Seeing Nanny Qiu crying, He Zhiyuan only felt a sudden pain in his head.

He calmed down and said: "Mother Qiu, after all, today is the Marquis's big day. Let's talk about it tomorrow, Yun Sheng, send someone to send Mother Qiu back!"

As soon as He Zhiyuan finished speaking, two maidservants carried Aunt Qiu out.

Mother Qiu looked at He Zhiyuan in a daze, why didn't Master Hou punish Song Yunqing.

She was still thinking about saying something, but Lord Hou had already waved his hand impatiently.

Song Yunqing was a little surprised that He Zhiyuan would handle it like this.

He Zhiyuan leaned down and approached Song Yunqing with a smile, "What? You thought this Marquis would punish you. After all, you are the master of the Hou Mansion, and this Marquis would not punish you for such a trivial matter."

Song Yunqing looked at He Zhiyuan, this man was indeed beyond her expectations.Unfortunately, they are destined to be enemies.

She said coldly: "You haven't punished me yet!"

He Zhiyuan looked at Song Yunqing in astonishment, this was the first time someone spoke to him like this.

Xueliu was trembling with fright at the side, her eldest lady was talking about tigers and wolfs.

Looking at Xueliu who was an eyesore beside Song Yunqing, He Zhiyuan waved at her.

Xueliu ran faster than the rabbit.It's just that from the back, it looks like he's running away.

He Zhiyuan's interest was completely aroused by Song Yunqing, and he said with a smile: "You have completely aroused my interest!"

Song Yunqing completely ignored him, leaning against the head of the bed and continuing to read the book.

He Zhiyuan wanted to take the book out of her hand, but found that he did it a few times but it didn't help.

Only then did he realize that Song Yunqing was not a simple person, and his attitude became serious.

The two went back and forth a few times, and He Zhiyuan found that he really couldn't take Song Yunqing down.

He examined his face and said: "Who are you? As far as I know, Miss Song's family doesn't know martial arts. Are you a spy sent by the enemy country!"

Song Yunqing covered the book, and put the book flat on the table with a wave of his hand.

Then he looked at He Zhiyuan and snorted coldly: "Don't you know who you marry? It's too late to ask now. I'm Song Yunqing. This is a fact, a fact you can't change!"

What Song Yunqing said made He Zhiyuan even more suspicious, and he stared at Song Yunqing sharply.

Song Yunqing doesn't care about him, he can just watch it if he likes it.With a wave of his hand, the light of the candle was extinguished.

Then he said, "Sleep on the floor, or go out to sleep! You choose!"

Seeing Song Yunqing occupying the whole bed, He Zhiyuan chuckled.

It was really the first time someone dared to treat him like this, but it was quite new.

He Zhiyuan took out the quilt from the cabinet and spread it on the floor. The floor was indeed hard, but it was much better than the conditions of the military camp.

Although Song Yunqing lay down, his mental strength was still observing He Zhiyuan.

Seeing that He Zhiyuan fell asleep on the floor obediently, Song Yunqing couldn't help wondering if he was a masochist.

In this strange environment, Song Yunqing didn't dare to sleep soundly, and kept observing everything around him with mental strength.

The sunlight shone slightly through the window onto Song Yunqing's face, and under the sunlight, Song Yunqing looked extraordinarily charming.

He Zhiyuan woke up very early, and was going to practice kung fu today.But he was fascinated by Song Yunqing, and even delayed practicing.

Looking at Song Yunqing's harmless sleeping face.He couldn't connect her with that martial artist last night.

He watched Song Yunqing quietly, but he didn't know that Song Yunqing was also watching him.

Song Yunqing slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, it didn't look like he had woken up from a dream.

He Zhiyuan watched her put on her clothes as if no one else was there, and coughed hard twice.

Song Yunqing didn't care about him, and directly shouted outside: "Xueliu, come in."

Xueliu outside the house heard Song Yunqing's voice, and immediately went in with a basin and a towel.

She dressed Song Yunqing slowly first, looking at the complicated clothes, Song Yunqing was upset.

It took a long time to put on the clothes, and then she washed her face and rinsed her mouth under the service of Xueliu like a puppet.

Sitting on the dressing table, watching Xue Liu quickly put her hair in a bun.After a while, a beautiful and unique bun was tied up by Xueliu, which made Song Yunqing even more beautiful.

He Zhiyuan looked at Song Yunqing without looking at him, and he said at the right time: "Aunt Song, is it alright? We still have to serve tea to mother."

Song Yunqing dragged her wide skirt, and couldn't walk.

She took it for granted and said, "Go after breakfast, I'm hungry."

These words made He Zhiyuan choke, but he also figured out Song Yunqing's temper last night.

He couldn't fight and beat, and he couldn't talk and talk.For the time being, I have to observe Song Yunqing for a while, so I can only comfort her first.

He ordered to go down, and soon someone brought breakfast over.

The old lady of Fushouyuan frowned as she listened to the servants' report about Luoqingyuan, with a moody expression on her face.

Mrs. Hou, who was sitting at the bottom of her head, pinched her Tang Wanqi veil to pieces, and the second lady next to her covered her mouth and laughed non-stop.

Tang Wan has always claimed to be the daughter of the servant of the household department, and disdains to associate with these daughters of small families.

Today, she was slapped in the face by Song Yunqing who had just entered the door, and she felt relieved just thinking about it.

No matter how angry Tang Wan was, she still had to maintain her dignity in front of everyone.

The Second Madam still wanted to stab her in the heart, and said with a smile: "Master Hou really dotes on this new concubine, this kind of treatment was not given to Madam Hou at the beginning."

The old lady of Hou's mansion glanced at the second lady, and the second lady closed her mouth resentfully.

Mrs. Hou, Tang Wan pretended to be calm and sat in her seat, completely ignoring the strange eyes of those around her.

The old lady said in a deep voice: "Okay, don't talk about it anymore. Nanny Zhang, you can go to Luoqingyuan again."

Zhang Nanny received the meaning in the eyes of the old lady, saluted and walked out.