The group favorite little girl took the whole family to cultivate immortality and ascended

Song Yao smiled: "To observe a person's conduct, it is natural to stay by his side and observe his every word and deed."

As he spoke, Song Yao stretched out his finger and pointed at Yuan Chong's eyes.

Yuan Chong was silent for a while, then burst out laughing: "I didn't expect that the girl is actually a competent matchmaker."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Song Ziyuan, and said, "Your sister is quite lively, and she looks much healthier."

Song Ziyuan's eyelids twitched, and he said with a smile, "That's right, my sister's body will get better and better."

For some reason, Song Yao always felt that when Song Ziyuan and Yuan Chong talked, they both had guns and sticks in their arms.

Is there any connection between these two people? ?
"Okay, let's get into the classroom quickly, I'll be late later, and the master will have to chatter for a long time." After Song Ziyuan finished speaking, he dragged Song Yao into the classroom.

Yuan Chong and Qu Ping looked at each other and followed into the classroom.

When Song Yao walked in, other students in the classroom all looked sideways at her curiously.

"This is. Who is this? Why did you come to our Imperial College??"

"I haven't seen it before, but it looks familiar"

"She was walking with Brother Ziyuan. Oh, I remembered! She is Song Yao, right?!"

"Miss Song San? It turns out that she is Miss Song San who has been very windy recently!!"

"Why did she come to the Imperial College? Could it be that she is meeting the future son-in-law?"

Song Ziyuan moved a stool from nowhere, put it on the left side of one, and said to Song Yao, "Sit here, this is my desk."

"it is good."

Song Yao ignored other people's gazes and whispering voices, and sat beside Song Ziyuan on her own.

At this time, Yuan Chong walked in, took a look at Song Yao, and sat in front of Song Ziyuan.

And Qu Ping sat on the other side of Song Ziyuan.

Not long after, the master walked in swaggeringly. Before he got to the stage, he saw Song Yao and couldn't help but pause.

He opened his mouth and pondered, "You, you, you are that...that"

"Song Yao." Song Yao hooked the corners of her mouth, looked up at her master and smiled.

"That's right!! It's Song Yao, why are you here!? Why do you want to skip a grade?!" The master looked at Song Yao with curiosity in his eyes.

Song Yao: "." Can co-authors skip grades directly? !

"No, master, you misunderstood." Song Yao smiled coyly, "I just came to see my brother's study environment! Right brother?!"

Song Ziyuan: "." Well, you are right.

The master didn't say anything, went up and started talking on his own.

Throughout the class, Song Yao was a little bored.

I just want to sleep after seeing my wife.

If you look at Yuan Chong, he has been listening to the class carefully, what's so interesting! ? !
However, if you look carefully, Yuan Chong looks pretty good, meeting the standards of Jiang Yunchu's face control.

Thinking of this, Song Yao nodded in satisfaction, and it would be nice to secretly inquire about Yuan Chong's personality later.

After noon, Song Yao left Guozijian and went to Jiangfu.

I heard that Jiang Yunchu stayed behind closed doors for a while, maybe he was hurt by Song Ziling? ?

When Song Yao was led by her servants to Jiang Yunchu's courtyard, she was sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, embroidering something on her hand.

"Yun Chu." Song Yao called her, then walked up to her side, sat down, "What are you embroidering?"

Jiang Yunchu smiled and said: "This is a mandarin duck. I want to embroider this sachet and give it to your second brother. Maybe he won't be so indifferent to me anymore."

Hearing this, Song Yao's eyelashes trembled, and she was silent for a while, looking at Jiang Yunchu's serious expression, she couldn't bear to interrupt her.

"Yunchu." Song Yao pursed her lips, and said with a smile, "My second elder brother is a big-bodied guy who goes to war from time to time, and won't be able to return to the capital for several years, so there's nothing good about marrying him!!"

Hearing Song Yao's words, Jiang Yunchu's hands paused, he opened his mouth, and said, "Did he ask you to persuade me like this?"

"Oh, Yunchu, there are so many good men in the whole capital! Don't hang yourself on a tree!!" Song Yao pressed her lips together and looked at Jiang Yunchu anxiously.

"But I just fall in love with your brother. No matter how good he is, in my heart, he is not one ten thousandth as good as him." Jiang Yunchu's expression was very decisive, and he confirmed his own thoughts.

Song Yao hesitated for a while, and then said: "I think the only son of the Yuan family, Yuan Chong, is very good. The only son of the Minister of Industry, he is handsome, knowledgeable, talented, and personable. He fits your requirements very well!! "

"People, don't be stubborn! If you meet him first, you might be right!?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yunchu lowered his head and was silent for a while, then he opened his mouth and said, "Yaoyao, you don't have to persuade me, I won't like others."

"In this life, I just want to marry Song Ziling."

Song Yao looked at Jiang Yunchu with a big head, and it seemed that no matter what she said now, she couldn't listen.

This person, she is.
Hey, that's all, I can only think of another countermeasure.

Since the bright ones don't work, then come the dark ones! !
Find an opportunity in a few days, secretly invite Yuan Chong and Jiang Yunchu out together, let them meet each other, so... maybe the effect will be better! ! ?

Song Yao didn't mention this matter again, and stayed by Jiang Yunchu's side for an afternoon before returning to the Song Mansion slowly.

On the other side, in the yard of a family in the alley.

A woman was drying her freshly washed clothes. In the room behind her, a young girl in her teens was leaning against the door, looking at her indifferently.

"mother."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the little girl, and smiled with the corners of her mouth pulled: "Qianqian, you're awake."

"Mom, I'm hungry." Qian Qian's dark eyes just stared at the woman so tightly, no matter how you look at it, it's scary.

The woman looked at her daughter's familiar face, looked into her eyes, but felt strange at this moment.

A thought that had recurred in the past few days invaded her brain again.

Is this person, this person who keeps shouting hungry, really her daughter? ?
The woman tried her best to look normal, smiled and brought two bowls of rice to Qian Qian.

"Okay, let's eat."

Qian Qian nodded, and began to gobble it up as soon as she sat at the table, as if she had been hungry for a long time.

But Qian Qian's food intake in the past was never so large.

Soon, Qian Qian ate up the two bowls of rice.

"Mom, I'm still hungry and I'm not full."

Qian Qian looked at the woman with dark eyes, and smiled obediently.

Seeing this, the woman had no other choice, she was silent for a while, and said, "Okay, what do you want to eat? Mother, do it!!"