Enter the Room

"Oh!" Song Jiyun sat back, looked at Yuan Yunzhong with wide eyes and puzzled expression, "What did I do? Mr. Yuan said that so strangely?"

Seeing this, Yuan Yunzhong opened his eyes wide, and said, "Even you don't know what you did, and I don't even know what you did. Miss Song's words are so strange?"

Strange about your size!

Song Jiyun gritted his teeth and was also full of confusion.

Her design is very simple, it is impossible to fail, how did he see through it?

Yuan Yunzhong approached her, and whispered in her ear: "Then Luo Zixing, you belong to me! Otherwise, the couple wouldn't be acting with you. I'm just a little strange, everyone here Big shopkeeper and master master, who else is yours? When did you start planning?"

Song Jiyun stared at him.

What layout does not layout? As if she's been planning something?

She just habitually likes to hold the key things in her own hands.

However, did Yuan Yunzhong really see something, or was he just bluffing her?

But since she has already denied the matter of Han Niang, she will naturally deny this matter to the end!

Her expression became even more innocent: "Young Master Yuan, why can't I understand what you are saying?"

"Don't understand?" Yuan Yunzhong also sat up straight, and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I will tell you slowly."

As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of lotus seeds from the plate in front of her, lowered his head, and slowly began to peel the lotus seeds: "Wang Dahai is too clever, and such a person has a lot of thoughts, you definitely wouldn't find such a person; As for Xiang Yang, it seems that he is the kind of person who works hard, even if he is on your side, he will not be able to do things at critical times."

He put the peeled lotus seeds into Song Jiyun's bowl: "Then there is Song Li. I don't know if he is surnamed Song or a member of your Song clan. But he is a noble man, and he respects the painters of the Royal Kiln Factory very much. Being a painter at the Song Family Kiln Factory shows a bit of disapproval. It's even more impossible for you to win over such a person!"

He took the handkerchief, wiped his hands, and turned his head to look at her with starry eyes: "That's Zhou Zheng!"

Song Jiyun's heart was beating wildly.

Where did this evildoer come from?

In just one meal, she has already figured out all the details about her.

Could it be that he accompanied her to toast Zhou Zheng just now on purpose?

When did he see it?

She blinked slowly.

Yuan Yunzhong smiled lightly, and pointed to the lotus seeds in her bowl: "Taste it, clear the fire!"

Suddenly, a whisper of laughter came from Song Jiyun's ear.

She couldn't help but follow the prestige.

I saw the female relative sitting next to Qian, pointing at her and Yuan Yunzhong with a smile on her face, talking to Qian and the others, and could vaguely hear the words "help peel the lotus seeds" and "a match made in heaven".

Song cumulus dark clouds cover the top.

Yuan Yunzhong, however, acted as if he didn't see what those female relatives were doing, lowered his head, and smiled gently in her ear: "Miss Song, I just want you to know that no one else can decide whether I will stay or not! "

The smell of laurel became stronger as he approached.

Song Jiyun just wanted to know, who made this incense for him, it smells really bad!

*

The banquet in the waterside pavilion didn't end until late afternoon, when Song Jiyun sent Mrs. Qian back to his yard, it was already Shenchu.

She went to the East Wing.

The pale "Han Niang" immediately stood up from the embroidered pier beside the round table, and called out "Miss" in panic.

Song Jiyun sat on the teacher's chair in the middle hall with a straight face, and said coldly: "Speak! What's going on?"

"I don't know what's going on," the "Han Niang" who was originally named Du Juan murmured, "I followed your instructions and kept talking to Mr. Yuan. But Mr. Yuan ignored me all the time. He even got up and ran away suddenly. I went to your place and went to toast with you. I, I had no choice but to chase after me, who knew I stepped on my shoes..."

Song Jiyun was astonished, stood up abruptly, and said sharply, "What did you say? You stepped on your own shoes?"

So the cuckoo slipped its feet, purely by accident!

She suspected that he did it.

Du Juan nodded like a chick pecking rice, and said, "Young Master Yuan is my savior. If it weren't for him, I would be disfigured. I, I can't harm him! I don't want Miss's money either!"

No wonder she never pestered Yuan Yunzhong to talk after the chicken soup incident.

Song Jiyun couldn't tell what it was like.

She took a deep look at Du Juan and said, "Is your mother's illness dead?"

Her mother wants to stay in Yuan Yunzhong, and she wants Yuan Yunzhong to leave. She can't confront her mother head-on.

She had no choice but to use beauty tricks.

Find a very beautiful woman to come to the mansion under the name of Mrs. Luo's niece Han Niang.

If Yuan Yunzhong treats the woman kindly, she will have a way to convince Qian Shi that Yuan Yunzhong loves beautiful women; Beautiful women are cold-hearted and have no compassion. Not a good match.

Originally, she wanted to find a brothel girl, but she never thought that Zheng Quan would meet Du Juan who was deceived and almost sold to a brothel. Zheng Quan thought she was more suitable, so he brought her back.

Du Juan was speechless for a while, with tears rolling in his eyes, he whispered: "How about I sell myself to you?"

Song Jiyun looked at her face and said, "What happened after I went to toast?"

Du Juan stumbled and told her in detail.

Song Jiyun was silent.

Du Juan is playing the role of someone who can't figure it out. She actually knows what "intentions are wrong" means. It's no wonder that she doesn't reveal her secrets in front of Yuan Yunzhong!

Randomly looking for someone outside is not as good as training them yourself.

Maybe this means that it is up to people to plan things, but it is up to heaven to make things happen?

Song Jiyun felt that Yuan Yunzhong would be able to save her life, so he would just go along with the flow and be a human being.

She said: "Originally you messed up your errand. According to the agreement, I shouldn't give you money. But I still did my best before you. I will give you a hundred taels of silver as your appearance fee. Where will you go in the future?" None of my business. We're done."

She had promised to send Du Juan and her mother to Hangzhou to visit relatives before.

Du Juan was very grateful, and blessed her again and again, and said: "Just give me fifty taels."

There is not much difference between one hundred taels and fifty taels for Song Jiyun.

She waved her hand, called Madam Zheng to come in, got up and left.

But Du Juan pulled her sleeve timidly, and said to her as if death was at home: "Miss Song, I think Mr. Yuan is a good person. Even if you don't want to marry him, you can't humiliate him like this. You should make it clear to him. Mr. Yuan is definitely not the kind of person who is shameless."

Oh!

Did she humiliate him? Which of her eyes saw her humiliating him?

Song Jiyun walked away.

When I went to eat with Qian Shi in the evening, Qian Shi lovingly made her a steamed rice cake with vegetarian stuffing, and said in a gentle voice: "Mother still has a little sense, right? Mr. Yuan is a good person, right? Not only can he be with those big shopkeepers, big The masters said that together, they still have a chivalrous heart, save people in distress, and know how to peel lotus seeds for you. Such a good boy is hard to find with a lantern.

"Not only me, but also the big shopkeepers and the female relatives of the master's family are full of praise."

Song Jiyun just lowered his head to eat.

She felt as if she had made a big mistake.

She shouldn't be counting on Yuan Yunzhong when she is entertaining big shopkeepers and master chefs, she should find a time when there are no outsiders...

But at this time Qian asked her: "Yun Duo, what do you think of him?"

When there is no manuscript, it is easy to delay the update if you hesitate for a while, sorry...