On the day when I went to visit my home, Xie Weiran specially asked Zhuzhu to prepare gifts for Yu Nian, and then left the house.

In the carriage.

Zhuzhu sorted out the things on the table, looked at the girl, and asked, "Princess, will Wei Xiaoniang and the others take action today? They have been holding it in for a long time. When they went back to Qiufeng Pavilion, I thought they would take action, but in the end I did nothing, which made me nervous for a long time."

Xie Weiran looked at her with a funny look: "I feel a little disappointed when I hear your tone?"

Zhuzhu chuckled twice: "It's not that disappointing, it's just that they keep their troops like this, but I'm so anxious."

"What's the hurry?" The girl yawned and pulled the thin blanket on her body: "When you go out, just be more careful."

"Oh." Zhuzhu lifted the curtain and looked outside, sighing: "The earth was moving that day, I heard that many people died, and the houses did not collapse. Most of the dead were trampled to death. It's a pity."

Xie Weiran came to his senses and said lightly: "There is no way, natural disasters cannot be avoided."

When I met my family, I was bound to have a lot of greetings and politeness.

Mrs. Song smiled and looked at Xie Weiran: "You go and listen. She is very happy to know that you are coming."

Xie Weiran owed: "Then Chiping will go first."

Walking through the water pavilion and entering the veranda, Xie Weiran turned to look at the scenery outside the veranda and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

Clusters of chrysanthemums are planted outside the veranda, which is very beautiful and hazy in autumn.

"Who are you?" A slightly cold voice sounded from the front.

Xie Weiran turned around and looked ahead. When the future person looked at him for a moment, he frowned: "I am a guest, who are you?"

Her turn made Song Zhiyu's eyes darker a little. He pulled the corners of his mouth, and his tone was still cold: "So it was a guest."

The girl glanced at him lightly, her steps did not stop, and she passed by him. The fragrant fragrance spread. Song Zhiyu's nose moved slightly, and she looked at the graceful figure of the girl deeply, and a trace of interest flashed in her eyes.

When he looked down on others, he asked, "Who is this woman?"

The servant of Yu's family said, "It's Princess Chiping, and I'm just a handkerchief with our girl. Oh... Young Master, you may have seen her when you were young!"

Song Zhiyu came to the capital when she was young and stayed temporarily for a while at home.

He raised his eyebrows: "What is her boudoir name?"

The servant looked distressed: "This...how can you know this little one..."

The boy curled his lips and smiled, turned around and walked back, and the servant was stunned.

In the yard.

Ling'er hugged Xie Weiran's arm and acted coquettishly: "Okay, you don't know how to talk to me when you wake up, which makes me very worried about you."

The two sat in rocking chairs in the yard.

Xie Weiran smiled and patted her hand: "I am also forced by the situation."

Ling'er looked down and leaned closer to her: "Is it your father's hand? I'll see you that day, there is no figure of you in the Mingyue Tower."

"You are like God."

Ling'er gently pushed her, frowned and said, "Look at you, I'm still worried about you, you're still making jokes with me, it's really too much."

Xie Weiran laughed loudly and hugged her body, coaxing her, "Okay, okay, it's my fault, it's my fault, it's my fault, it's so listen, don't bother me."

The two of them smiled and said for a while, and Xie Weiran curiously said, "Where is your brother? I haven't seen him for many days."

Ling'er's eyes flashed lightly, she touched her nose and said vaguely: "My father took him out for training."
Chapter completed!