Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

But in the main hall, I saw an unexpected person——Jingzhao Yin Zhao Lord,

He was also a ruthless person. She had seen him once at a banquet. When she heard his name, she felt that he was dangerous and didn't approach him. Now he appeared at home. Could it be that someone in the family had committed something wrong? With this thought, she ran inside, holding up her skirt. However, seeing that the situation was not very tense, it still couldn't dispel Song Yue's thoughts.

After searching for a long time, I finally found someone I could talk to: "Third sister-in-law, what happened at home?"

Jinzhi wasn't surprised. She often saw the Jingzhao Yin in the capital, so it wasn't unusual. "Did Yueyue meet Lord Zhao? He came home for something, but it wasn't a big deal..."

Then he refused to say anything, keeping it a secret for a long time. In Song Yue's eyes, it was not that simple. He forgot about it and kept asking, "Third sister-in-law, please tell me what happened. There is nothing you can't tell me. As a member of the family, no matter how big the problem is, we will shoulder it together."

"In the eyes of Dr. Song, do I have no relatives or friends to visit?"

A gentle voice came from behind. When I turned around, I saw that all the people who were not in the main hall just now appeared at the door, laughing inexplicably, which was creepy, as if there was something scary behind me. When I looked back, I only saw Jinzhi's familiar face, with the same expression on her face as theirs.

Seeing that she was silent and seemed puzzled, Song Chaofeng stepped forward to smooth things over: "Yueyue, nothing happened at home. Just like Nanzhou said, we are here to visit relatives and friends."

Song Yue was even more confused. She couldn't figure out where there was such a relative in her family. Could he be a good friend of her brother, or the son of an old friend of her parents?

I couldn't figure it out and didn't dare to ask, because I was afraid of being exposed if it wasn't true.

I just greeted him politely and turned around to leave. I don't know why, but I felt very awkward. It's better to stay away from this place.

Just as I was walking, I realized there was another person beside me.

"Ayue seems to have really forgotten. This is the Zhao Yuantong that mother told you about. His courtesy name is Nanzhou."

Song Yue roughly knew what Liu Yuhan was going to say, and she suddenly felt that it was a good idea, but she also felt a little melancholy. What she would face next was the traditional difficult problem, and she couldn't help feeling sad.

"Nanzhou seems like a reliable kid. I see he seems to have some feelings for you, don't you think?"

Song Yue originally went home to escape from things, but she didn't want to talk about these tiring things. She just said that she wanted to be quiet and went back to the yard.

Sitting under the swing under the tree, the autumn wind blew the big tree, and the broken leaves fell. The yard that was full of flowers in the spring now looked extremely dilapidated.

This problem that has troubled me in two lifetimes has surfaced again. I once had times of anticipation, but it is not now.

The swing frame creaked under the weight of her shaking.

The setting sun had long since hidden behind the mountain, and the light gradually dimmed. Song Yue's mind was full of thoughts, and his head was swollen and painful, so he had to reach out and press the acupoints.

"If you have a headache, take a good rest for two days. Don't spin like a top all day long."

A sound came from above her head. Song Yue opened her eyes in horror and bounced off the swing to the ground, as if there was a raging flood or a beast on the other side.

These ancient houses really have no security at all. Whether there is anyone at home depends on the moral constraints of these people with great martial arts skills.

Su Wanmo lowered his eyelids, hiding some emotions, took two steps forward and sat on the swing. The swing was incompatible with his temperament. It looked so strange, as if such a place was not suitable for him.

Without waiting for Song Yue to speak, he spoke up: "Do you have guests at home today?"

"Doesn't Your Majesty know whether there are any guests?"

"Should I know?"

He was completely unaware and kicked the ground with his long legs, causing the swing to swing up and down. He seemed to be having a lot of fun. Song Yue really didn't understand what he was thinking. His unskilled movements revealed that he didn't often sit on a swing. His clumsiness was a little funny, which made Song Yue feel a lot better.

Who has the presence of mind to watch the king of a country perform his talents? But he can't let him know that he's enjoying himself, otherwise he'll be easily silenced.

Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, he couldn't help but look up at her. The creaking sound stopped. Song Yue looked at him in confusion, and their eyes met.

Before Song Yue could figure out what was going on, he put his index finger to his lips and whispered, "Someone's here!"

Song Yue was looking towards the Begonia Gate in confusion when she seemed to see a figure. She rushed forward to block the person outside. The servant met Song Yue and explained the reason: it was time for dinner.

Song Yue had no choice but to let her leave first and he would arrive later. From her hesitation, he knew that the matter was not over yet.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Then he stammered, "It was Master Zhao who came looking for you. He's still waiting outside the courtyard."

Song Yue was puzzled. Why hadn't he left yet? And why did he need a guest to call him to eat? It was a bit strange.

But I also knew I had to get out quickly.

After sending the person away, I looked back and saw that there was no one on the swing. That's right, it's good that he just left. Otherwise, I would have to ask this big Buddha to leave in a nice way.

After checking that he was dressed properly, he did not go any further inside.

"Master Zhao? Who is that?"

A voice came from above her head, which scared Song Yue. She looked up and saw him sitting on the wall, with his feet hanging casually and his hands supporting the wall, his eyes following the person below.

Song Yue really admires these people.

"Why aren't you talking? Don't you know him?"

Song Yue didn't want to answer him: "Your Majesty, please stay for a meal and you will find out who it is."

"You want me to stay for dinner?"

Song Yue's mind was filled with alarm. Did he really want to stay? He was so shameless that it would be strange if Liu Yuhan didn't recognize him. He didn't dare to respond, fearing that he would really stay.

Su Wanmo probably knew what she meant, and didn't dwell on the topic. "The scenery on the wall is beautiful. Doctor Song, do you want to come up and take a look?"

Song Yue was going to eat and didn't have time to look at the scenery on the wall with him: "No, I'm going to eat."

"Is leaving guests alone on the wall to admire the scenery the Song family's way of hospitality?"

Su Wanmo was not in a hurry. He just looked out the wall, his lips curled slightly. Song Yue couldn't see his expression. "Uninvited guests are not considered guests. Your Majesty, please return quickly, otherwise the food in the imperial kitchen will get cold."

Su Wanmo was delighted to see her transformation. He rolled over and stood beside Song Yue. "Since Divine Doctor Song is unwilling, I can only force her to do it!"

Song Yue suddenly felt weightless and subconsciously hugged his waist tightly. She turned her head and sat steadily on the wall. Her shoulders were held tightly but she didn't realize it because there was something else that attracted her attention.

Looking outside the wall, a tall and slender man stood under a tree not far away, looking up and quietly counting the few green leaves left on the tree, without any urgency of waiting for anyone.

Perhaps it was because Song Yue's gaze was too direct, he sensed something and turned his head towards him.

Song Yue had already forgotten where she was. She only wanted to prevent him from seeing Su Wanmo, so she pulled him and jumped down. She might only be shaken.