Flower Stealing Master

"Lost?" Song Qingshu's face changed, thinking that, as the eldest lady of the Imperial College, she was always watched by a servant when she traveled, so she could still be lost, apparently being abducted by traffickers.

No matter which world you are in, human traffickers are a detestable existence. Song Qingshu knows that Miss Li's family may be ill-fated. She was either sold as a slave or sold into a brothel. However, these things are hard to say clearly, only Consolingly said: "Madam, Lingjie Jiren has a natural encounter, and there may be a noble person to rescue him."

"I hope so." Li Wan sighed. In fact, his family had no hope for this.

After arriving in the hall, Li Wan originally planned to go back to the inner house directly, but Song Qingshu’s greetings had an effect. The thin-skinned Miss Li Er was embarrassed to just leave like this, and asked aloud: It's been so long, haven't had time to ask the son's name?"

If you are in Jia's residence, as Li Wanwa, you will never talk to men in private like this, but now you return to your home, you don't have so much scruples, and you just left Jia's residence, it seems that you have been suppressing the mountain in your heart. Having been moved away, she also seemed more excited and relaxed now than usual.

"In the next Song Qingshu, this time I came to visit my grandson specially." Song Qingshu replied.

"Song Qingshu? Why is this name so familiar?" Li Wan muttered to himself, with a trace of confusion in his eyes. Suddenly he thought of something and looked at him in shock, "Are you the immortal who soars to the sky and invites rain?"

Song Qingshu was startled, then smiled and said, "Song has no three heads and six arms, so he can't be called an immortal."

Li Wan's face was reddened, and he realized that he had reacted a little bit more, but it was no wonder that she, because of the Wuhumen Sang Feihong, Song Qingshu's deeds had long been compiled into various storytelling dramas in the streets and alleys, Singing in the restaurant and tea shop, I don't know how many boudoir girls are tempted, even the female families in Jia's house are no exception.

Sometimes Li Wan couldn't help thinking in the dead of night, it would be great if that legendary character suddenly stepped on colorful auspicious clouds one day to rescue himself from the sea of ​​suffering.

Although Li Wan's heart was ashamed of death in the eyes of the people around him, only she knew that there was still a faint spark under the ashes of Chaomu, and it seemed that she was waiting for something.

Of course, Li Wan is a married person after all, and reason has the upper hand. She actually understands that most of these storytellers are based on falsehood and exaggeration. There is no such perfect man in the world.

But last night, thousands of people witnessed what happened in the palace, and even many people outside the palace were fortunate enough to witness it. When the specific news came out from the palace, the entire Lin'an city was a sensation.

Li Wan originally slept very early, but only after hearing the excited discussions of the maids did he know what happened, and the whole person was a little silly.

However, the girl’s feelings came and went quickly. She quickly remembered her identity, and buried some undesirable thoughts deeply in her heart. Feeling dispirited, she told Jia’s mother a leave and went back to her family’s home. Relaxing, Jia's mother actually feels very sorry for her grandson-in-law, so naturally there is no reason to refuse.

But how did Li Wan expect to see that amazing man at home. He hadn't looked at him carefully before. Now that he knows his identity, he subconsciously looks at him. He only thinks that he will be handsome and handsome, even more so. The key is that there is a unique temperament of calmness, calmness and lightness, which fits perfectly with the imagined image.

With Song Qingshu’s current cultivation base, I can naturally hear that Li Wan’s heartbeat has nearly doubled compared to the previous one. I can’t help but startled. Is it possible that my charm has really been cultivated to a thousand miles away, even this long-lived widow. Will pretty widows be tempted?

But this thought was quickly dispelled from his mind, after all, he was not narcissistic to such a degree: "Madam, ma'am?"

"Ah~" Li Wan finally came back to his senses. Even though he didn't touch it, he still knew that his face was burning badly. "I don't know what is the so-called prince's visit to the mansion?" Before changing, she asked for a name. , How can I ask visitors about things.

Song Qingshu said his intentions again, and Li Wan's heart moved, to know that the entire Linan city of Yue Fei's case knew that he was wronged, but she knew that as the daughter-in-law of the Jia family, she could not express her opinion easily, so she had to apologize. : "The concubine doesn't care about things on weekdays. I can only talk about it when my father comes back."

Even though she said that, she thought highly of him. After all, everyone knew Yue Fei’s grievances, but after so many years, no one stood up to stand up for him. Obviously, he was afraid of offending the emperor, but Song Qingshu had no hesitation. Stand up, this spirit has been heartbreaking.

"That's it..." Song Qingshu had expected it a long time ago, but didn't take it seriously, "Madam's husband is Jia Shumi's son?"

Li Wan nodded subconsciously, and sighed inwardly when he thought of his status as a widow.

"Since Madam is a member of Jia's house, I don't know what Jia Shumi's attitude toward this matter is?" Song Qingshu thought that waiting here is idle anyway, so I might as well take a side look to see if I can get any information from Li Wan, no matter what. If you don't get it, it would be great to chat with such a beautiful young woman and spend some time.

Sure enough, Li Wan still shook his head, and said apologetically: "The concubine in Jia's residence has never heard anything outside the window. I'm afraid I will be disappointed by the teacher."

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "After all, Madam, as the wife of the elder house of the Jia Mansion, why bother to make yourself like a monk of the ancient Buddha with a blue lantern? In the future, Madam can try to participate in the affairs of the mansion. Life may be more exciting. ."

Li Wan thought that with Wang Xifeng's so strong temperament, how could Jia's family have any room to intervene? She was unwilling to continue discussing these things, and hurriedly changed the subject: "The concubine heard the son asking for rain yesterday. Can the son tell you how it was done?"

Seeing that her eyes were a little more agile and energetic than usual, Song Qingshu secretly sighed how good it has been. The appearance of the walking corpse in the past is really distressing.

"The son?" Seeing that Song Qingshu kept staring at him without answering, Li Wan was ashamed and annoyed. If she was stared at by a man like this on weekdays, she would get up and leave immediately, but today I don’t know if it is the curious answer or what. The figure moved several times, but in the end he didn't make up his mind.

Song Qingshu finally reacted and said with a slight smile: "Didn't the madam just say that, I am a god, it's normal for a **** to call the wind and call the rain."

Seeing his joking eyes, Li Wan's heart jumped wildly, but she also understood that the two sides met by the water, and the other side was unwilling to tell the truth. She couldn't help but feel sad when she thought of this.

Seeing that the hall fell into an awkward silence, there was a burst of laughter not far away: "It turns out that it was Young Master Song who came here, and I have been waiting for a long time." ——

It was written that I suddenly learned the news of Huang Yi's broken void. I was really embarrassed and sighed with emotion.