Crown Jewels

Chapter 188

Qi Yuan patiently wiped away her tears, motioned her to continue talking, met his eyes that seemed to see through everything, Song Leyi choked with sobs, and slowly lowered her head, the tip of her nose was also blushed from crying.

"I just feel that you are all leaving, so it's a little sad—"

"Brother Mu Yuan wants to get married, my brother wants to get married, and Cousin Fu wants to get married. In the end, you all leave, and I'm the only one left, and I'm the only one left—"

Song Leyi's face was full of broken sadness, which made Qi Yuan feel distressed, but at the same time, he could truly feel the indelible sadness in the little girl's heart. Qi Yuan felt a little sad for no reason, and at the same time, his eyes flashed a little, he understood , How could a well-behaved little girl say such things to him.

This is the feeling that the people who were dependent on her will marry one after another, and the little girl feels insecure and afraid of being abandoned by the people she cares about.

Qi Yuan stroked Song Leyi's temple hair, and comforted him in a warm voice.

"How could it be? No one will leave you. Even if Brother Mu Yuan, including your brother Song Yan, gets married in the future, there will be more than one of us, Le Yi, who will love you, understand?"

Song Leyi subconsciously shook her head, feeling the sourness in her heart that she couldn't express, but Qi Yuan didn't see any disappointment in her eyes, met his expectant gaze, and Song Leyi nodded in a daze again, not daring to express her other emotions.

So much the better……

She would rather Brother Mu Yuan think she was childish than hurt him because of her unintentional words.

Brother Mu Yuan thinks this is the best...

At the beginning of May, Yanmen is closed.

Huyan Uwei, the seventh prince of the Turkic tribe, brought a jade dish and [-] horses to pay tribute to the State of Yan with Turkic envoys.

The neighbors took the initiative to profess their ministers to Gu Jun, the female emperor of the Yan Kingdom, to show their sincerity. Prince Huyan beheaded the white horse on which he was riding to show his determination. Treat it with courtesy, and the people of Lin'an are happy to talk about it.

……

The clatter of horseshoes drove past Xuanpingfang, Song Yanxing hurriedly dismounted from his horse, and quickly came to the plaque of the Song Mansion.

"How is Le Yi?"

The first thing Young Master Song said when he returned to the mansion was to ask how the girl in the mansion was doing. Chen Ping couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the two brothers and sisters had a deep relationship, so he didn't dare to delay and replied quickly.

"Don't worry, young master. When Mr. Fu sent the young lady back home, the red rash on the young lady's face has subsided. It's just a matter of paying attention to a light diet these days, but—"

Song Yan's eyebrows stretched a bit, but the direction of his steps was still the attic where Song Leyi lived, but the word "but" in Chen Ping's mouth, coupled with his somewhat embarrassed face, made the young man raise his eyebrows again, and his tone was a little uncomfortable. resistance.

"But what, tell me quickly!"

Chen Ping showed a wry smile, and hurriedly said.

"However, just two hours ago, the girl went to Madam's place to ask for tea, but she suddenly dropped the tea cup in her hand. Madam was so frightened that she even brought Mr. Song back to the mansion, and asked a well-known doctor outside to give Madam a baby. ..."

As soon as the word "Antinatal" was written, Chen Ping lowered his head, not daring to keep silent. Song Yan paused slightly when he heard this, and glanced in the direction of his wife's courtyard, his slightly squinted eyes revealed three points. Lengyi, a long while snorted a sneer, and the mocking color at the corner of his mouth deepened.

"Why did Yueyi drop Sun's teacup for no reason, please be more careful—"

Looking at the tiredness on Song Yan's face, Chen Ping knew that he had to go on a journey all night, but he had to deal with the family's troubles when he came back, so he couldn't help feeling a little distressed. Hearing this, he quickly followed Song Yan's footsteps, saying everything.

"My lord, the girl had a rash on her face yesterday, and the movement was unclear. After the master heard about it after returning to the mansion, he inevitably told his wife a few words. The lady is pregnant with a fetus. Maybe she is a little angry. This morning, the girl will give you the same as usual." Madam, I wish you well, but I never thought that Madam would call a few servants to search for things in the girl's yard—"

After Chen Ping finished speaking, he noticed Song Yan's cold gaze, and couldn't help but stumble a bit when he spoke.

"Say yes, say it's to help the girl clean up the food in the courtyard, so as to prevent things like rashes from happening again."

"and then--"

Song Yan couldn't help urging, he knew Song Leyi's temperament best, if she only searched the courtyard, she would be angry, but she shouldn't be able to throw a cup to scare Sun, it must be that Sun did something too much, Touch the pain point of the little girl.

This obvious protection made Chen Ping a little embarrassed, and he could only tell the truth for a long time.

"When the girl returned to the yard, she saw the sugar scattered all over the floor and was crushed by the servant's embroidered shoes, so she couldn't help but contradict Madam."

Chen Ping tried his best to choose his words. After all, he is a servant. Even if he is partial to the little master in his heart, Mrs. Sun is the wife of the Song family after all, and he is not a servant who can judge casually. With a little boy!
"In the end, Madam felt that the girl didn't respect her, so she said—"

Seeing Chen Ping's strange expression, Song Yan couldn't help urging him with his eyes.

"Let's talk about the girl's childlike nature. She is a child who hasn't grown up at all. She even contradicts her like a few candies. She doesn't look like a big girl at all. If she goes to her husband's house in the future, who can stand her childish naughtiness—"

"After that, the girl dropped the teacup, and Madam was frightened. At this moment, the master and the doctor he invited are all comforting Madam in the courtyard."

Song Yan tore softly, and pushed the back molars with the tip of his tongue. Hearing that Song Qiu was still in Sun's room, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips. ponder.

As the two talked, they arrived at the door of Song Leyi. Chen Ping stood outside the door in accordance with the rules. Song Yan walked in through the door. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Qi Qihou, the maid in the house, outside the door. Song Yan frowned, knowing Song Leyi's temper. , she must be alone in the room at the moment.

There was a creaking sound and the sound of steady footsteps, Song Leyi raised her head numbly, and saw Song Yan who was rushing over from the wind and dust, and saw that she raised her eyelids to put away the coldness like a cold star.

Song Yan glanced at the house, and saw Song Leyi sitting on the floor, seemingly unable to feel the coolness above, the air was full of sweet fragrance, but the ground was full of mess, crumbs of caramel were scattered everywhere, transparent crystals shatter.

When Song Leyi looked up at him, the suddenly red eyes made Song Yan's heart ache.

He stepped forward, nodded slightly to Song Leyi, signaling her to be at ease, then gently pulled her up from the ground, and helped her to the soft side beside him. Seeing her washed eyes, Song Yan gently He patted the little girl on the back.

"Come on, tell brother, what's going on—"

Song Leyi only felt sore eyes. At that time, she saw the mess spoiled by the caramel she had hidden in her purse, and heard Sun say that she was as naughty as a child, as if she had been stepped on by a cat's tail.

In normal times, Song Leyi didn't think she was stingy, and she wouldn't listen to a few sarcastic remarks.

But... At that time, she looked at the ruined caramel all over the floor, and thought of the news of yesterday's engagement, she felt particularly harsh.

Sometimes, she felt that it would be great if she could grow up to be three or four years old. Even if she still had no chance, she didn't have to hold back the love hidden in her heart like now, and dare not open her mouth to anyone until the end, with her own eyes. Seeing the dimness of my love that was still blossoming, but ultimately powerless...

(End of this chapter)