Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 55

Song Liujue looked at Song Shengyun fiercely, as if he didn't expect him to say that.

"Tsk, no need." Song Qiuxuan waved impatiently, "I have learned a lot of secrets in the past few years in the ancestor's house. It is not uncommon for the disciples from the upper realm to come to this realm to practice. The main purpose is to hone their character. There are not many people as young as Baili Lingjiu, but they are all talented geniuses!" Therefore, he was even more afraid of the child's identity.

"Ignorance is bliss." Lingjiu sighed without sincerity.If Song Qiuxuan hadn't known so much, he wouldn't have been so imaginative and self-defeating.

"This..." Song Shengyun became more irritable, and suddenly his eyes shone brightly, "Qiu Xuan, you should have made many friends after staying in the ancestor's house for a few years. Can you ask the ancestor's house to send someone over to help? As long as A word from the ancestor's house, are you afraid that the sick will not submit to them?"

This proposal did not make Song Qiuxuan happy, but made his face even more ugly.

After Song Shengyun saw it, he creaked in his heart, "Could it be...Qiu Xuan, you came back this time, could it be that you offended someone at the ancestor's house?"

"Father, what are you talking about!" Song Qiuxuan's chest was knotted, and he knew that filial piety hadn't vented on Song Shengyun, but he kicked Song Liujue, "I have always kept myself safe at my ancestor's house, how could I offend others."

Seeing his behavior, Song Shengyun felt sorry for Song Liujue. He moved his lips and still didn't say anything. He pretended not to pay attention and asked Song Qiuxuan, "Why is that?"

Song Qiuxuan struggled for a while, and said angrily: "There are countless geniuses at the ancestral home, and my talent can only be phoenix tail there. The ancestral home has rich resources, and there are not many of them used on me, so I asked for my life to come back. "Soon he had another look of arrogance, "With my talent, I will use all the resources of the Song family in Yuhai Town to cultivate, and I will definitely become the top talent like my ancestor Song Yuanqing!"

"It's better to have a chicken head than a phoenix tail." Song Liujue stood up suddenly, and sarcastically said to Song Qiuxuan, "It's just that you didn't expect that it would be so difficult to do just a chicken head!"

"you!"

"Jue'er, you are..."

"Hmph!" Song Liujue wouldn't stand foolishly and let Song Qiuxuan hit him again, he turned around and ran away after speaking.Pushing open the door all the way, ran out of the autumn courtyard, eyes dim, cheeks wet, and finally couldn't help crying anymore in a place where no one was around.

"Brother Hall, I suddenly understand your feelings a little bit." Choking with sobs, Song Liujue looked sad.

It turned out that being the one who was abandoned was so uncomfortable!

It turns out that the unreasonable partiality of the elders is so uncomfortable!

It turned out that his ideal of being a handsome, gentlemanly man, with high martial arts skills, and a big brother who loves his younger brother is just an illusory ideal!

The brothers and sisters he wanted did not exist, and the eldest brother he had been longing to see turned out to be this kind of virtue!
After a night of discussion, Song Qiuxuan and Song Shengyun finally decided to check the situation first, and if there was really no other way, they would write to Song Zu's house for help.

Song Qiuxuan's original words were: "I know a few elders of martial artists above the fifth floor at the ancestor's house. As long as they give the resources that make them excited, they will definitely be willing to come and help."

When the two separated, they did not find that the paper figurine pasted on the back of the vase ignited spontaneously and turned into ashes.

Apart from the news from Qiuyuan, Lingjiu also overheard the news from Ning Yuanju and Song Guisheng through the paper figurine.It's just that compared to Song Qiuxuan's side, Ning Yuanju's side is the calmest. Mrs. Song took the tranquilizing medicine early and fell asleep, while Song Guisheng watched the play with the mentality of praying mantis catching cicada and oriole behind.

The days that followed were very peaceful, as if the fierce dispute in Ning Yuanju had never happened, but then the news that Mrs. Song fell ill made the atmosphere of the Song family even more weird and depressing.

This repression does not affect Lingjiu, everything she wants to do is clearly arranged in her mind, and it is not obvious on the surface that she has a plan in her heart.

On this day, Song Xueyi and Wen Qi made an appointment to meet at Xuejiu Inn.

This inn was built after Xuejiu College, and the employees were all victims of the previous disaster.In addition to this inn, there are also teahouses, grocery stores, fields, etc., even if they have a different name, they will be marked with a snow dove logo.

These are what the victims insisted on, and Lingjiu and Song Xueyi didn't stop them after learning about it.

At this moment, Lingjiu sat on the cushion and carved peach wood, and listened to the content of the conversation between Song Xueyi and Wen Qi, mainly listening to Song Xueyi.

The young man's voice is warm and peaceful, and his words are clear and clear. He is clearly talking about the interests of the business, but it gives people a sense of elegance as if he was drinking tea and composing lyrics.

He really deserves to be the boy she likes! OVO
Lingjiu raised the corners of her lips, enjoying the warmth of this moment.

Suddenly she fully understood the reason why she didn't understand it until she died in her previous life. Her eyes are both a curse and a blessing. As long as she has enough strength, she can create plainness and warmth by herself.Otherwise, even if she doesn't have these eyes, she is ordinary enough to be warm and happy, but she can be destroyed at will.

The long-standing heart knot was opened, and Lingjiu suddenly felt his mind cleared up, and the bottle neck that broke through the spirit-gathering realm became looser.

"Knock" knocked on the door.

Xiayan opened the door and walked in, said to Lingjiu: "Master Jiu, the servant you want is here."

The conversation between Song Xueyi and Wen Qi ended here.

Lingjiu put down the carving knife, "Take me to have a look."

"If you are not taboo, can I take a look together?" Wen Qi showed curiosity.

Lingjiu's eyes flashed, and she nodded at him, "Okay."

Obviously the girl's smile is very cute, but Wen Qi's keen intuition as a businessman makes him uneasy, he feels like he has jumped into a pit!

In Room A No. [-], Xiayan opened the door to let Lingjiu and Song Xueyi go in, and Wen Qi followed at a leisurely pace.

In the plainly furnished wing, stood a slender figure with weak willows and hair like a black waterfall.

Hearing the sound behind her, the woman turned around, looked back and smiled, and the peach blossoms were in full bloom.

She looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a slap-sized melon-shaped face, fair and alluring skin, slender eyebrows and curving eyes, thick and long upper eyelashes, and an innocent and soft look when she drooped her eyes, and her lips were vermilion Moisturized, eyes like peach blossoms when eyebrows are raised and smiles, with a hint of subtle charm.

"Little girl Hua Zhiyu." The woman bowed profusely.

Lingjiu withdrew her gaze from looking at her, and said straight to the point: "I want you and Song Qiuxuan to do...cough." Suddenly remembering that there was an innocent young man beside him, this place is not modern, so he changed his words stiffly, "A spring breeze once?"

Her stiffness, in the eyes of others, became the shyness of a child.

Hua Zhiyu chuckled and said, "Second Young Master Song is the proud son of heaven, I'm afraid he might look down on a woman like me."

Lingjiu threw her a paper talisman folded into a triangle, "Find a good time and take this to see him."

Hua Zhiyu caught the paper talisman with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)