Advise you not to help the willows

There was a muffled grunt, followed by the sound of falling heavily to the ground.

Li Fuliu felt the restraints on his body disappear, and then he saw Song Jing lying on the ground and Lian Song frowning, holding a wooden stick in his hand.

"Lian Song?" Li Fuliu wanted to break free when Song Jing relaxed, but he didn't expect that Lian Song would come out and knock Song Jing unconscious!

Lian Song didn't say a word, his face was extremely ugly, he threw the stick and dragged Li Fuliu out.

Li Fuliu was trotting all the way, because Lian Song was almost holding Li Fuliu's hand, walking very fast.

"Lian Song, why did you come out?" Lian Song didn't answer.

"Lian Song, what's wrong with you?" Li Fuliu was flustered when Lian Song didn't speak.

"Lian Song, Lian Song! What are you doing!" Li Fuliu was anxious.

Lian Song stopped suddenly, Li Fuliu didn't react and bumped into him.

Li Fuliu instinctively stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, but his hand was forcibly pulled away, and then his chin was lifted, followed by Lian Song's aggressive kiss, delicate and menacing.

"Hmm! Mmm... Mmm..." Lian Song snatched Li Fuliu's breath to his heart's content, making him unable to think.

"Haha~" After the kiss was over, Li Fuliu hurriedly took a deep breath, panting violently.

But before he came back to his senses, Lian Song walked out with his shoulders half in his arms.

When passing by the corridor from the main hall to the entrance, Butler Song noticed the two people walking out quickly, and ran over regardless of the guests who were still greeting them, and stopped them at the gate.

"Both of you are leaving?" Steward Song approached with a smile on his face, saw Li Fuliu, who was hugged by Lian Song, panting slightly, and his blushing face hadn't faded, and then looked at the dark face beside him Lian Song, and knowing his young master's thoughts about Mr. Li, he knew in his heart that his young master had treated Mr. Li lightly, and said deliberately: "Mr. Li, what's the matter? The old slave saw that his face was flushed, It seems to be unwell, do you need to ask a doctor to take a look?"

"No need." Lian Song said coldly, put his arms around Li Fuliu and sent him to the carriage on the way.

Seeing the two of them getting into the carriage, Steward Song thought that his young master had gotten an advantage, so he smiled self-consciously, and didn't try to keep them, and went back to the main hall to greet the guests.It wasn't until the banquet was coming to an end that Steward Song realized that his young master hadn't shown up.Logically speaking, since Young Master Li has also left, the young master should also go to the main hall to say hello to the invited important people.

Steward Song asked his servants to take care of him. After leaving the main hall, he went to the flower hall first. When he saw no one was there, he asked the servants who were serving him. When he learned that he saw the young master going to the garden, he walked to the garden beside him.

There were no lights in the garden and the vegetation was lush. It was almost midnight, but Steward Song walked carefully with the lamp.Looking ahead, except for some light from the lantern hanging in the corridor, the rest of the place was pitch black. Steward Song was a little worried, and shouted a few times to the front.

"Master, Master!"

No one responded.

"Master, are you there? The guests in the main hall are still waiting for you to greet them!"

There was still no sound, butler Song thought that maybe the young master had gone back to his room, and was about to turn around and leave, when suddenly there were a few sounds not far away. Hearing that sound, it was clearly his young master's.

Steward Song was startled and hurried forward.Turning around a rockery, I saw a black shadow lying on the ground. Butler Song raised a lamp to illuminate it. It was his young master. He hurriedly put the lamp on and stepped forward to help him up.

"Master! What's the matter, Master?" Steward Song helped Song Jing up, and suddenly felt that something was sticking to his hand. When he took a closer look, his hand was covered with blood, "Master, Master! You are bleeding!"

Song Jing stretched out his hand to touch the back of his head, and couldn't help "hissing" in pain, feeling a burst of anger in his heart.I just remembered that my Fu Liu was in my arms and couldn't move, so I could only obediently let myself kiss it, and then suddenly the back of my head hurt, and when I woke up, I saw that I was being supported by the housekeeper and bleeding, and I was suddenly out of breath where to come.Who the hell is so bold to spoil his own good deeds!

"Where is Fuliu?" Song Jing was supported by the butler to stand up, and at this moment, she only wanted to kill the person who ruined her good deed.

"Master, you'd better bandage it first, otherwise..."

"Where are you helping the willows?" Song Jing's eyes were red, seeing Butler Song panicked, she hurriedly replied.

"Mr. Li and the young master who came with him have gone back, and they have been gone for a long time."

When Song Jing heard this, she already knew it, and gritted her teeth, "It must be that commoner, definitely him! How dare you spoil my good deed!"

Steward Song's mind was very bright, seeing this, he also vaguely guessed what was going on, and while lifting the lamp, he helped Song Jing walk to the inner courtyard.

"Young master, there are still guests waiting in the main hall. You have to go at this important moment. Mr. Li is just a matter of time, so you can't miss the big deal now."

Song Jing is not a stupid person, she naturally knows the importance of this banquet, but she is determined to get Li Fuliu and that commoner, she must not be lightly spared.

"Find a chance to kill that person next to Fu Liu, and keep it hidden so that Fu Liu won't find out." Song Jing said bitterly.

"Young master, that man seems to be the Minister of Rites in the late emperor's time, named Lian Song."

"Oh~ how did you know?"

"At the beginning of the banquet, I overheard two guests talking."

"How to be sure?"

"One of the two guests was a censor during the late emperor's time. The prime minister had a close relationship with the prime minister's faction. Later, he was exposed by several admonishers for corruption, and was demoted to this point only after he got the prime minister's protection."

"Prime Minister? I've heard about the Minister of Rites. It is said that the Empress Dowager was involved at the time, and she offended the Prime Minister's faction."

"That's exactly what the old slave heard."

"Since that's the case, then this person may have other uses." Song Jing narrowed her eyes dangerously. Maybe she can use this commoner to make Fuliu not only belong to her, but also let his influence willingly join her own. .

On the other side, Li Fuliu and Lian Song sat face to face in the carriage, speechless for a moment.

Lian Song was angry, while Li Fuliu was a little guilty. After all, he realized at this time that Lian Song should have seen Song Jing kissing him, but Lian Song had always followed him, and now he was so angry that Li Fuliu was bluffed. .

The number of people on the street has decreased a lot compared to when we first came here, but the strings of red lanterns on the pavilions on both sides are still dazzlingly red, and the coachman also wants to go home earlier for the festival, so the carriage travels extremely fast. The time of life has been shortened by nearly half.

Li Fuliu looked at Lian Song who was sitting in the dark, opened his mouth but didn't know how to speak.Originally, I dragged him to the banquet, and even lied to him to relieve him, but I went to Song Jing to verify Mo Ming's news, and bumped into being frivolous in person. No matter what, it was all my fault.

"Second sons, here we are."

The carriage stopped in front of Lian Song's house, Lian Song helped Li Fuliu out of the carriage, thanked the driver, turned around and led Li Fuliu into the yard, and closed the door behind him.

"Lian Song?..." Li Fuliu was inexplicably flustered.

"Fu Liu, do you like that Mr. Song?" Lian Song held his breath in his heart, put his hands on Li Fu Liu's shoulders, and looked into his eyes deeply, as if he must be sure of something.

"How come!" Li Fuliu opened his eyes wide and looked at Lian Song, "Why do you ask such a question?"

"I know that I have no power or power, I can't give you glory and wealth, and I can't compare to other people's family background..." Lian Songben had inferiority complex and guilt in his heart, always felt that Li Fuliu had treated him badly by following him, so he came out at this time Song Jing, who is wealthy and has thoughts about Fuliu, is even more worried about gains and losses.

"Lian Song!" Li Fuliu interrupted Lian Song, "Don't you know what kind of person I am, Li Fuliu? If I like these riches and honors, how can I be here now!"

"I know, I'm just... just afraid that if you leave, I can't give you anything."

Li Fuliu frowned helplessly, thinking that this person was afraid that he would despise him, but how could this happen?

"Lian Song, listen now. I, Li Fuliu, don't care whether you are a minister or a commoner. I only have you in my heart, not other things outside of me. What you can give me is what others can't give me. , I will never compare myself with others in the future. As far as I am concerned, no one can compare to you." Li Fuliu's words were resounding, which gave Lian Song a reassurance.

"really?"

"really."

Lian Song was overjoyed, at this moment, he finally no longer had those random thoughts that belittled himself in the past.

"In the future, you must not underestimate yourself." Seeing that Lian Song was no longer angry, Li Fuliu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a grin.

"That's natural." Lian Song also laughed, recalling the scene he saw just now, hesitantly asked: "Fu Liu, just now, did Mr. Song...whether?"

"Is it what?"

"Is it frivolous to you?" Lian Song was afraid that if he said it, it would ruin the good atmosphere between the two of them just like the incident of the jackdaw at sunset that day.

Li Fuliu couldn't help being funny and helpless looking at his cautious look, it was obviously his own fault~

At first he wanted to tell Lian Song the truth, saying that he just wanted to find the right time to break free and was not kissed, but when the words came to his lips, Li Fuliu looked at Lian Song who was inexplicably nervous and thought about it, and immediately wanted to tease him.

"It's just being touched a few times and kissed a few times, it's not a big deal." Li Fuliu said lightly on purpose, let go of Lian Song's hand on his shoulder, turned around and couldn't help laughing, he could imagine Lian Song The expression at this time must be wonderful.

Li Fuliu looked at the courtyard, the weather was not good tonight, although the courtyard was not so dark because of the street lanterns outside, but there was still no light, so he thought of going to the kitchen to light a lamp.

Before he took a step, he was hugged by the person behind him, hugging him very tightly, which made Li Fuliu feel a little uncomfortable, he couldn't help struggling a little but was hugged even harder.