After wearing the book, I became Shoufu's favorite

Chapter 691
After half an hour.

Qi Chengye was sent back to Qi's house, and Ren Rou ordered his servants to bring the fainted Qi Chengye back to the house.

When she looked up at Xie Yuan again, she saw that Xie Yuan had already waved his hand, got on his horse and left.

Ren Rou didn't have time to ask, so she didn't know whether Xie Yuan's persuasion was helpful.

Xie Yuan is in a hurry to go back to see Song Mianmian.

It's getting dark, he has to speed up, Mianmian won't be unhappy when he goes back late, but she will always wait for him.

Although the experience of being waited on is good, Xie Yuan knows that the waiting time is long and tormenting.

And he didn't want Song Mianmian to have such thoughts.

When Xie Yuan came back, he was still smelling of alcohol, he didn't drink much, just three or two, and the smell of alcohol was almost gone after riding the horse all the way back.

"Mumbling."

Before anyone could enter the door, the voice came in first, with joy.

He entered the door and put the oiled paper bag in his hand on the table, "On the way back, I met the roasted pig's trotters you like, and I brought them for you."

Song Mianmian, who was still reading the account book, immediately laughed when she heard this, and looked over with crooked eyebrows, and said in a charming voice, "Really?"

She sat up from the couch and trotted over wearing homemade slippers.

"Baji" kissed Xie Yuan on the cheek, "My husband is the best."

This kiss and this sentence are like a routine process, which is only a moment before and after, showing a bit of perfunctory.Song Mianmian was already sitting on the chair, and opened the oil-paper package.

The aroma of roasted pig's trotters immediately permeated, and just as Song Mianmian was about to speak, Xie Yuan sat down beside her, "Someone take those girls."

Now is the time for Xu Bawang to show his courtesy.

Song Mianmian quickly realized that she stopped thinking about asking Zhimei and Xiaolu to come in and eat together. She didn't care about the image at all, she washed her hands and picked up a piece of pig's trotter and gnawed on it.

Well.

Song Mianmian narrowed her eyes in satisfaction as soon as the roasted, burnt skin entered her mouth.

Xie Yuan was not in a hurry to leave, he sat next to Song Mianmian, looking at Song Mianmian who was eating a pig's trotter, with strong love in his eyes.

How to do?
He thought it was so cute and cute.

His heart was pounding, and he seemed to be clamoring crazily: I love love so much.

Xie Yuan brought pig's trotters to Song Mianmian, and his status changed instantly. Song Mianmian asked while eating, "How was it? How did the talk go?"

Xie Yuan was silent for a while.

Song Mianmian's heart also sank, "It's not going well? Does he still disagree?"

Xie Yuan hummed and said: "Disagreement is a trivial matter, Mianmian, I think he is quite reasonable."

Song Mianmian: "..."

She forgot to gnaw on the pig's trotter for a while, and just stared at Xie Yuan in a daze, feeling that one head was bigger than the other.

Although Yuan didn't think that Xie Yuan's attack would be successful, but what he said made Song Mianmian a little confused for a while.

This is not Xie Yuan's level.

Unless Qi Chengye said something that moved Xie Yuan very much.

Song Mianmian couldn't figure it out.

Xie Yuan rubbed Song Mianmian's head helplessly, "Eat first, it will get cold later."

"Oh!"

Song Mianmian came back to her senses, and hurriedly continued to nibble on her pig's trotters.

The next day.

Ren Rou happily came to Xie's house early in the morning, and when she saw Song Mianmian, she hugged her, "Sister Mianmian, I know you are the best, the best, the best!"

Song Mianmian was caught off guard by being hugged, and when she heard Ren Rou's words, she guessed again, "Master Qi doesn't object?"

"Yes." Ren Rou nodded hurriedly, "Thanks to Sister Mianmian for your willingness to help."

Song Mianmian thought about Xie Yuan's words last night, and after thinking about it, she told Ren Rou, and then said: "I think Mr. Qi thought about this, and he must love you so much that he can't bear your sadness."

Ren Rou fell silent, "Did I blame my husband?"

Song Mianmian chuckled, "Lord Qi loves you, and the compromise is all to make you happy."

Ren Rou smiled softly and shyly.

Ren Rou came here just to share the good news with Song Mianmian, she had to go to Zhou Yu to finalize this matter thoroughly.And after hearing Song Mianmian's words, she felt like returning home.

She couldn't wait to go home, hug Qi Chengye, and tell him that she was very happy.

Because of his support.

With the warmth of spring and the blossoming of flowers, the nobles in the capital began to move around one after another, and various banquets emerged one after another.Last year, when the first emperor left and the new emperor ascended the throne, many families were tied up.

This year the situation is quite different.

Song Mianmian actually doesn't like holding banquets very much, but when she held a full moon banquet for Xie Ling at the beginning of the year, many guests and friends came.

Very busy.

After a while, it was the day when the empress would go to the White Horse Temple to offer incense and pray for blessings.

At the beginning, the empress and the emperor made love at the White Horse Temple under the arrangement of Song Mianmian. Naturally, this place is full of memories, so Xiao Lingling also sent a decree to let Song Mianmian and Zhou Yu go together.

Xie Ling was still young, and Song Mianmian didn't take her with her.

Early in the morning, the queen's phoenix frame set off from the palace to the White Horse Temple.

General Zhou Yuzhou was in charge of today's security. She rode in front on a horse, while Song Mianmian rode with the queen, sitting in the carriage.

The carriage moved forward slowly, the Queen's carriage was spacious and comfortable, and the fragrance of tea was wafting. The team drove out of the bustling Kyoto. Not long after leaving the city, the scenery was open, but it became desolate as far as the naked eye could see.

Song Mianmian and Xiao Lingling chatted all the way, and arrived at the White Horse Temple an hour later.

When the queen was coming, the entire mountain where the White Horse Temple was located had been swept away, and guards were standing on both sides of the winding mountain road.

The ostentation was great.

Although Xiao Lingling knew that it was to protect her safety, she felt that something was different now than before.

In the past, when they came here, they were free, and there were so many people coming and going at the White Horse Temple, no one would care about them.

Not so today.

Xiao Lingling was the center of attention, the focus of everyone's attention.

She turned to look at Song Mianmian, and smiled, "Mianmian, Ayu, fortunately you are still here."

Time flies, but her best friend is still there, and that's good.

The abbot of Baima Temple greeted him personally.

After Xiao Lingling offered incense and prayed for blessings, she was led to rest in the backyard, and there was no one else in the temple except them.To show their importance, everyone went up the mountain on foot, and they really felt a little tired at the moment.

Song Mianmian also went back to prepare a room for her to rest.

As soon as she entered, she could smell a faint fragrance in the house, but she saw the window at the back of the house was open, and a branch of peach blossom came in, which was quite interesting.

Song Mianmian chuckled lightly, then ignored it, and told Xiaolu Zhimei: "I'm a little sleepy, take a nap, you guys go to rest too."

Her physical fitness has always been good, but after giving birth to Xie Ling, she felt that her health was not as good as before, and she was prone to sleepiness and fatigue.

Both Xiaolu and Zhimei said yes, and then they backed out.

Song Mianmian yawned and walked towards the bed, she fell into a deep sleep just as her head touched the pillow.Before falling asleep, some thought seemed to flash through his mind, but it was quickly replaced by sleepiness.

(End of this chapter)