Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 8
Song Xueyi stood up, "Where is she?"

Su Luo was taken aback by his sudden intense emotions, and said: "Because the young master has a word to send her away, so..."

Song Xueyi grasped her palm tightly, "Where did you send it?"

Su Luo lowered her head, "I didn't send it anywhere, Madam gave her two options, one is to stay in Song's house as a girl, the other is to return her deed of sale and 100 taels of silver..."

As she was talking, another nun in blue walked in from outside, and said, "Sura, you can make it easy for me to find, Xiaojiu's matter has been settled, but that child is a stubborn child at such a young age." Temper, actually chose the deed of sale and the bank note to leave... She is so young, I am not at ease, you go and talk to the eldest lady, let the lady delay for another two days, I will find a way to persuade her?"

This nanny is exactly Nanny Xin who taught Lingjiu for more than two months.

"Master! Master! Umbrella—!" The exclamation suddenly came to mind, which caught the attention of Su Luo and Madam Xin.

Before they could react, they saw the always frail and sickly young master running out against the heavy rain.

"What, what's going on here?" Nanny Xin was dumbfounded.

"You ask me, I'll ask who to ask." Su Luo unconsciously walked to Xinma's side, and sighed: "Anyway, it has something to do with that little dove."

It gets dark quickly in the afternoon, especially when it rains.

Lingjiu and Xin Xiaohu were sitting in a teahouse, looking at the pouring rain outside, Xin Xiaohu said: "It seems that you can't leave today even if you want to."

Lingjiu pursed her lips, noncommittal.

"Hey, do you know? There is a lunatic on the street, and he runs around outside without an umbrella on a rainy day." Another person who went into a teahouse to hide from the rain was chatting with his friend about something interesting.

"Oh, I saw the one you mentioned, is it a young man wearing a strange mask and white clothes, who looks weak?"

"That's right, that's right, that's the one. Could it be the boy from some family who went crazy after reading the storybook! That mask is quite creepy, white and red..."

"Listen to what he still calls Jiuer Jiuer..."

At first Lingjiu listened to their words as jokes, but the more she listened, the more something went wrong. In the end, she was absolutely sure that the lunatic they were talking about was that brat Song Xueyi.

"Hey, look, the lunatic is here."

Before Lingjiu had time to teach the guy who gloated at other people's misfortune, Song Xueyi's cry was faintly heard in his ears, and the call of 'Jiu'er' became hazy through the rain.She walked quickly to the fence and saw a slender figure in the heavy rain at a glance.

"Song Xueyi, is your head rusty!" Lingjiu frowned and shouted.

The figure in the rain stopped wandering aimlessly, and ran towards this side at a fast pace the next moment.

As it got closer, Lingjiu frowned even tighter.The person in front of him was in a state of embarrassment, his whole body was drenched, fortunately it was not winter, otherwise with his body, he would have to freeze to some extent.

"Eldest Young Master, Eldest Young Master, what's the matter with you!" Xin Xiaohu also rushed over, taking off his coat and putting it on for Song Xueyi.

Song Xueyi resisted and moved away, squatting down so that her height was equal to Lingjiu's standing, or even a little shorter, "Jiuer, I'm sorry."

Lingjiu: "..."

Song Xueyi said in a low voice: "I didn't know you were that dove from the Qing family. If I knew, I wouldn't let you go."

Lingjiu: "...You are Caiqing's dove, I am Lingjiu, not someone else's."

"Well, Jiu'er is Jiu'er, unique." Song Xueyi laughed lowly, then coughed twice, looked up at Lingjiu, "Does what Jiu'er said still count?"

"What are you talking about?" Lingjiu's brows trembled when she heard him coughing, and she reached out to take Xin Xiaohu's undressed clothes and put them on him.

This time Song Xueyi didn't dodge, Xin Xiaohu was stunned for a while.

Song Xueyi said: "You said you would be by my side to cure my illness and protect me."

The expressions of the spectators around were distorted when they heard the words. You are a teenager, and you need a six or seven-year-old girl to protect you. You are so embarrassed to say it.

Lingjiu asked, "Do you need it?"

"Need, very much." Song Xueyi replied without hesitation.

Lingjiu silently looked at the young man in front of her, with a dim light flickering in her pupils, and the mask in front of her couldn't cover her sight.

Originally, he wanted to see the authenticity of Song Xueyi's words, but at a glance, he saw his pale as paper face, slightly pursing his almost black lips, but those eyes were as pure and sincere as ever, and the longing inside was deeply suppressed I don't want to put pressure on people.

"Song Xueyi, this is the last time." Her eyes trembled, and she withdrew the troublesome spell.

"Okay." Song Xueyi smiled.

His smile is as genuine as ever, joy is a smile of joy, there is no extra care and restraint, no one who sees it will guess his fate.

Lingjiu once said that when she saw him smiling, she couldn't help but want to laugh. This was completely true. Just like now, when she saw Song Xueyi's flawless smile, she couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth and reached out to touch Song Xueyi. Yi's head, "Who told you to run out in the rain!"

What made Xin Xiaohu and the others jaw drop was that Song Xueyi didn't even put up any resistance, and still squatted on the ground and let Lingjiu touch her heartily, "If you don't run faster, Jiu'er will disappear."

Lingjiu blinked her eyes, it was clear that she was comforting the boy, why listening to the boy's soft voice, there was an illusion that the other party was pampering her.

She carefully looked at the actions of the two of them, and thought to herself: Sure enough, it was just an illusion.

"Snow suit!"

At this time, another group of people came outside the teahouse.

The woman who walked in the front, dressed expensively but not ostentatiously, looked like a woman, with a look of anxiety and surprise, still dignified and noble, not to be violated by others at will, she was the eldest wife of the Song family, Sun Gulan.

Beside Sun Gulan was Luo Su who was holding an umbrella for her, followed by a group of guards from the Song family, including Nanny Xin.

When Sun Gulan and others came, they saw a strange scene in the teahouse. If Song Xueyi's image hadn't penetrated into Sun Gulan's mind, not everyone could pretend to be it. She almost doubted the authenticity of the boy squatting in the teahouse.

How could Xueyi of her family do such a thing!

Sun Gulan walked to Song Xueyi's side, and looked at Lingjiu with complicated eyes, "Xueyi, why did you run out so impulsively, you just need to find someone to give orders to the servants. In Yuhai Town, I'm afraid that the Song family will Can't find it?"

Lingjiu knew that this was said to Song Xueyi, it was clearly a reprimand, but when Sun Gulan said it, there was no sense of blame at all, it was enough to see that she loved her son deeply, and she was reluctant to say even a serious word.

Song Xueyi shook his head and didn't answer Sun Gulan's words. He only knew that when he learned that he had chased Lingjiu away with his own mouth, the panic that flooded into his heart prompted him to chase it out desperately.

(End of this chapter)