Southerners

The man didn't expect that in broad daylight, someone would dare to do such a murder. He bowed down screaming, hugging his bloody feet, and just about to curse, was frightened by Meng Huan's murderous eyes. Swallowed it back.

Meng Huan's eyes were threatening, and his gaze swept across the faces of the other speakers, and everyone fell silent for a while.

Meng Huan didn't want to waste time with these people, so he stretched out his hand, hugged Song Zhi by the waist, and whispered: "Let's go back, don't listen to their nonsense."

Song Zhi clutched Song Zhi's skirt in her hands until her knuckles turned white, she still buried her face in Meng Huan's arms without saying a word.

When Meng Huan chased Song Zhi over, the carriage was still blocked, so he carried the man back to the carriage.

After the execution was over, the people on the street began to leave, and gradually lessened, and the crowds became less crowded.

After Meng Huan carried Song Zhi into the carriage and put him down, Song Zhi grabbed his skirt and refused to let go.

Meng Huan raised his face, and Song Zhi's face was covered with icy cold tears. It was unknown whether it was because of Wen Tianxiang's death or because of being pointed out.

Bowing his head and kissing away the tears on his face, Meng Huan held Song Zhi's hand: "I'm right here, I won't leave."

"Those who talk nonsense, I will make them pay the price."

"No..." Song Zhi squeezed out a word from her throat, and said in a low voice, "...don't kill them."

"Okay," Meng Huan agreed, "just teach me a lesson, it won't hurt my life."

The man was so gentle with him.

Song Zhi raised her head to kiss Meng Huan, and in her mind, the scene of Wen Tianxiang's head falling to the ground was still playing in a loop, like slow motion, every detail was magnified countless times, and it seemed that he could smell the smell of blood even after such a distance, it was so strong disgusting.

Song Zhi kissed Meng Huan forcefully, hooking his neck.

Drinking poison to quench thirst, really drinking poison to quench thirst.

Most of his joy, his sorrow, and his despair come from the person in front of him, but he still hugs him, trying to forget all the worries in a moment of tenderness.

"Zhengnan..." Song Zhi bit her lip, breathed and whispered, feeling that her rationality had been drowned by Wen Tianxiang's blood, and the words of those passers-by also rang clearly in her ears.

If you say you don't care, how can you really not care?

"Nowadays dudes don't like beauties, do they like small restaurants?"

"Look at the one in his arms, it seems to be a scholar, why do such things?"

……

He is a scholar, just like his father, like Wen Tianxiang, reading the same sage books.

Why is he so unbearable?

"Zhengnan..." Song Zhi's face was a little hot, and she murmured in a sad and fragile tone, her soft lips ran along Meng Huan's cheek to the ear, "Zhengnan..."

The curtain of the carriage was drawn down, isolating the sound of people and the killing, making the atmosphere inside surprisingly quiet.

Song Zhi leaned her body close to Meng Huan's body without a single gap.

There was a hint of forbearance in Meng Huan's voice, and he said in a low voice, "Zi Lan, this is in the carriage, let's talk about it when we get back."

"Tomorrow," Song Zhi said unsteadily, "...I'm going back to Xingshun Hutong tomorrow."

Meng Huan paused for a moment, then replied, "Okay."

When they arrived at Meng Mansion, Song Zhi was carried off the carriage by Meng Huan.Anyway, now no one in the mansion knows about his relationship with Meng Huan, it doesn't matter if Song Zhi breaks the jar.

It doesn't matter how bad it sounds, he's heard too much anyway.

Moreover, after all, if a penis has passed through the intestines, it can also fight poison with poison.

Lingering all night, in the freezing weather, only each other's breath, kisses and caresses are hot, the heat is so hot that it burns the soul, making people unable to resist sinking, sinking again.

The next day, Song Zhi went back to Xingshun Hutong, Meng Huan sent a carriage to the entrance of the alley, Song Zhi only walked a short distance, and felt that the wind and snow were overwhelming.

Xiu Niang's fall a while ago was not serious, she just sprained her ankle, and she recovered after a few days of rest.

After Song Zhi returned home, she hid Meng Huan in her heart, didn't think of it easily, didn't mention it, didn't recall it, and only took care of Xiuniang wholeheartedly.

Although Xiuniang is a servant in name, in fact, in Song Zhi's view, she is almost half his mother-in-law, and Song Zhi has always treated her like a mother-in-law.

This year is no different from previous years, but Song Zhi feels deserted for no reason.

Occasionally he couldn't help counting on his fingers, when would he see Meng Huan again, and how long would he be able to stay with Meng Huan again?

During the Chinese New Year, Xiu Niang mentioned the marriage to Song Zhi again, and said that she thought Liu Yanhan was pretty good, although she was an actress, she had nothing to say about her character, she would be a good wife.

Song Zhi refused with a smile, telling Xiu Niang not to mess with the mandarin ducks, saying that Liu Yanhan was on the stage, and he didn't know how many princes and nobles he could meet, so how could he fall in love with him?

Xiu Niang said unwillingly, those princes and nobles only liked her appearance, whoever treated her sincerely, would this Liu Yanhan not be able to see it?

Song Zhi hurriedly begged for mercy, saying that Xiuniang was right.

"As for the matter of getting married..." Song Zhi seemed a little embarrassed, "Xiu Niang just pay attention to me. Song Zhi has no parents, so Xiu Niang is like my mother. I will listen to Xiu Niang in these matters."

Xiu Niang was happy, she pointed Song Zhi's forehead with her index finger, and said angrily, "I know it sounds good, why don't you coax Xiu Niang to come back with a young mistress?"

At the end, Xiuniang sighed again, the young master has indeed grown up, and when the young master is married and has his own wife and children, then Xiuniang can be regarded as retired.

All her life, she was also tired.

Song Zhi then took her hand: "Xiuniang said something frustrating, the future young master and young lady will have to be taken care of by Xiuniang."

Bai Man'er was almost fifteen, and Bai Azhu also started to worry. He was talking about Bai Man'er's marriage, but Bai Man'er was depressed all day long, hiding in the house and not coming out. Only when he saw Song Zhi did he smile.Bai A'Zhu has lived for decades, how can she not know what the little girl is thinking, but she is helpless, Song Zhi obviously doesn't mean that to Bai Man'er, so she can't say it brazenly.

Song Zhi looked forward to the stars and the moon, but felt that this year was extremely difficult.

It was not easy to survive until the first month, but I heard that Meng Huan was ordered to send troops to crusade against Yixi.

Song Zhi suddenly lost hope.

Once you go out, you don't know when you will be able to come back.

Had to visit friends around to pass the time.

Song Zhi first went to Zhang Hui's mansion, and then visited Qi Luqian, Qi Luqian reciprocated, and also went to Xingshun Hutong.

At the same time, Song Zhi sent a letter to Liu Yin in Baoding. Liu Yin replied quickly, saying that everything was fine, and then asked about Song Zhi's recent situation.

In addition, there was another incident that was beyond Song Zhi's expectation. At the end of the first month, the crown prince actually sent someone to send gifts to Xingshun Hutong to show his comfort.

When Xiuniang questioned her, Song Zhi just interrupted and didn't answer.

In the blink of an eye, the first month was over, and Song Zhi was still living at home, Xiu Niang couldn't help but ask, "Is the young master free from errands this year?"

Song Zhi said, "Stay with Xiuniang at home." She didn't blush and her heart didn't beat, it really seemed like that.

Xiu Niang didn't believe it, and asked, "Is the customer out again?"

Song Zhi: "The one who knows Song Zhi is Ruo Xiuniang."

Xiu Niang: "Young poor! To be honest, why don't you go?"

Song Zhi coquettishly said: "It's the truth, I want to stay at home with Xiu Niang."

Xiu Niang reluctantly accepted the argument without further questioning, and finally asked Song Zhi: "What kind of girl does the young master like?"

Song Zhi was stunned, why did the topic suddenly change here?

"Xiuniang just decides." Song Zhi replied.

Xiu Niang: "That won't work. From now on, the young master and the young mistress will live together, not Xiu Niang and the young mistress, so it still depends on the young master and what he likes."

Song Zhi thought for a while and said, "Be gentle, be nice to me."

Xiu Niang nodded: "Naturally."

"It can't be too weak, the shoulders can't resist the hands and can't lift it."

Xiu Niang nodded: "That's okay, for a family like ours, a young lady who doesn't touch the spring water with ten fingers is not enough."

"You look good." Song Zhi said.

Xiu Niang smiled: "At least it must be worthy of my young master's good looks."

Song Zhi continued: "One must be able to read and write."

Xiu Niang paused, there are not many literate women these days.

Song Zhi: "Smart and eager to learn."

"Know the general, know the book and be polite."

"Be careful and considerate."

Xiu Niang: "..."

Xiu Niang rolled her eyes: "Master, are you looking for a wife or a god?"

Song Zhi blinked innocently, immortal?No way, these are basically based on Meng Huan's conditions.

Xiu Niang burst out laughing, and patted Song Zhi on the head, she just said that this silly boy didn't understand anything, and didn't know what he liked, so she picked nice words to say.

Song Zhi didn't deny it either.

Xiu Niang sized Song Zhi up for a while, then suddenly asked him: "Master, what do you think of Man'er?"

Song Zhi was slightly startled, but did not react: "Man'er is fine."

Xiu Niang smiled: "I mean, how about Man'er being your daughter-in-law?"

"Ah?" Song Zhi was taken aback immediately, and stood up abruptly, "Are you kidding me!"

Xiu Niang said seriously: "Xiu Niang is not joking, seriously, young master, what do you think of Man'er?"

"Not very good." Song Zhi shook her head again and again.

Xiu Niang said, "Isn't Man'er pretty?"

"pretty."

"not smart?"

"clever."

"Inconsiderate?"

"...Be considerate," Song Zhi interrupted her, "That's not the problem."

"What's the problem?"

Song Zhi scratched her head, "I only regard Man'er as my younger sister, how can I marry her?"

Xiu Niang said solemnly: "People don't think of you as an elder brother."

Song Zhi: "?!"

Xiu Niang said, "Don't you know that Man'er is in a bad mood recently?"

"I know," Song Zhi said, "Isn't that because you're getting married?"

Xiu Niang said, "No."

"It's because it's very likely that it's not you who is going to marry."

Song Zhi: "..."

Xiu Niang looked at Song Zhi's tangled and complicated expression, and said, "That girl is as happy as a flower when she sees you, except for you, no one else can see it, you are such a fool, what a hurtful girl heart of."

"Man'er is fifteen this year, and the young master is nineteen. The age is appropriate."

"We can all see Man'er's character, and we can all see your heart."

"She lives next door, and the two sides know each other well. The ceremony can simplify everything and save money for later life."

"Stop, stop." Hearing that Xiuniang's words were getting more and more outrageous, Song Zhi hurriedly interrupted her, "No, Man'er can't! Xiuniang should look at other girls, anyway, Man'er can't do it!"

Xiuniang was actually just analyzing objectively, she didn't have to insist on Bai Man'er, seeing that Song Zhi didn't want to, she just let it go, she happily took Song Zhi's marriage as the top priority, and she planned to visit her neighbors more in the near future Go and see if there are any girls of marriageable age.

Song Zhi fell down, and after dismissing Xiu Niang, she hid back in her room.

marriage?Impossible for now.

Before Meng Huan got married, he would not get married.

Hold on to Xiuniang now, when the time comes, which girl does she fall in love with, just refuse.

At the end, he sighed again, thinking with some complaints: When will you return to Beijing.

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The third update!The update is complete!Next, continue to torture.

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