Chapter 232
Xie Weiran was startled: "Experience? Where is it?"

"Girl, Princess." A servant girl came to report that Master Biao had come.

Ling'er was surprised: "Cousin?"

As soon as Song Zhiyu entered the yard, he caught sight of the girl sitting under the tree. He chuckled, and turned to look at Yuling: "Are you bothering me?"

"Where is the cousin?" Ling'er smiled and let him sit down, turned to look at Xie Weiran, and said crisply: "Cancan, come quickly! Look who this is."

When Song Zhiyu heard it, the corners of his mouth curled up, charming?It really was her.

The girl lazily got up from the rocking chair, she walked over slowly, glanced at Song Zhiyu, and said casually: "I know him, Song bastard."

Ling'er burst out laughing.

Song Zhiyu also laughed, there was no annoyance on his face, and his tone was cold: "Xie Can, right?"

When Xie Weiran and Yujia brothers and sisters were young, Song Zhiyu was added, and the memories in their minds were turned out, and their immature faces gradually matched the people in front of them.

Song Zhiyu looked at the smart and beautiful girl in front of him, his thoughts drifted away.

He had just entered Beijing that year, stayed in his aunt's house, and played with his cousin Yuling and cousin Yusheng.He has a cold temper and is not easy to get close to. The first time he met Xie Can that day was in one afternoon.

The little girl combed her cute flower bud hair, wore a red jacket, looked like a white bun, opened her watery phoenix eyes, and looked at him with her head tilted: "Who are you?"

I thought it would be a childhood sweetheart in a mandarin book, but the subsequent development is really incredible.

Xie Can is domineering, a little domineering, loves to bully him, loves to order him around, and even randomly calls him nicknames, the cuteness at first meeting completely disappeared.

But she forbids others to bully him, not at all.

"What a coincidence." Ling'er smiled and bumped Xie Weiran with her elbow: "I didn't expect you to see Cousin Yu when you came here today."

Xie Weiran tilted his head, glanced at Song Zhiyu, nodded: "It's a coincidence."

She is dressed simply today, a long-sleeved long gown with a solid color of reed (lú) gray with a vertical collar and wide sleeves, a horse face of a solid tea-white color, and a single snail bun casually, which is extremely elegant.

Song Zhiyu looked at her, with a slight smile on his cold face: "It really hasn't changed."

Although he is getting older, his flamboyant and domineering features have not disappeared at all.

"Why are you wearing such thin clothes today?" Ling'er looked at her: "Now that it's autumn, you'd better wear more, so as not to have a high fever like last time."

"No problem." Xie Weiran leaned on the back of the chair and looked into the distance: "I brought a cloak."

"Why is it so lively today?" The young man's bright and fiery voice sounded not far away.

Song Zhiyu picked up the teacup, and moved his bony, cold and beautiful fingers slightly. He took a sip of the tea, and looked at the girl sitting opposite him calmly.

Xie Weiran raised his chin slightly, and smiled: "Yu Mingyuan, you finally came out, I thought I would never see you again in this life."

Yusheng was dressed in a red robe, he was handsome and romantic, with red lips and white teeth, many girls in Beijing had already secretly thought of him.

As soon as he heard this, he "bah" several times: "Xie Can, what you said is really unlucky, why can't I see you again in a lifetime, can you say something nice."

Xie Weiran snorted twice, but didn't answer.

Song Zhiyu lowered his eyes, put the cup on the table, looked at her, and asked, "I heard that the princess promised a marriage?"

(End of this chapter)

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