Discipline traitor husband

Chapter 16

She thought that her purpose of coming here was to prevent Chu Jinyu from killing Tong Zilong.If Chu Jinyu didn't follow the established life track, Tong Zilong would not have been killed by him, and her mission would be considered as an indirect completion, right?
So, what if Chu Jinyu and Song Yiling were allowed to elope?
She remembered that Li Wanjin asked Chu Jinyu to give up Song Yiling, but Chu Jinyu didn't answer directly, so in fact, he also has something for the little sister of the Song family, right?Maybe it's just due to the opposition of the Song family, so it hasn't been revealed yet.

If... If Bu Youran's assumptions are true, then this elopement will be a success.

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Early the next morning, she went out first to find the beggars she met when she came here.

Since they stepped into the Song Mansion, their contact has been less, but their friendship for 20 days together is higher than the mountains and deeper than the water, at least they can be regarded as colleagues.

Bu Youran knew that the news of the beggar gang was the best, so she dragged them to inquire about Tong Zilong.

Rather than waiting here for his arrival, it's better for her to start looking for him earlier, so that she can make two-handed preparations.

Afterwards, he went to the yamen and found the magistrate.At the beginning, the magistrate still held his posture and ignored him, but when he heard that Chu Jinyu had asked him to come, he immediately greeted him with a smile, made tea and poured water, and asked why he would make a trip himself, and agreed to meet today. sent over.

Bu Youran felt annoyed when he heard that.

Why didn't Chu Jinyu tell her that the magistrate would send it over when she said she was going to pick it up in person?
She only has one or two taels of silver per month. She walked for more than half an hour. She didn't even dare to drink her saliva. ...

Alas, luckily I got the bag, and Bu Youran's heart calmed down a little.

As soon as he left the yamen, he saw a gorgeously decorated carriage parked at the door.

Bu Youran didn't think about it, just glanced enviously and was about to turn around and leave, and within two steps, she heard a slightly familiar voice from behind, "Xiaobu!"

Bu Youran turned his head and saw that it was Song Yiping, the young master of the Song family.

Bu Youran was a little surprised.

Song Yiping smiled, "I heard from my little sister this morning that you came to the yamen to pick up things. I happened to be here to do some business. I wanted to catch up with you, but I didn't expect you to leave too quickly. Fortunately, I caught up with you when I went back." You." He stretched out his hand while talking, and dragged Bu Youran into the carriage, "Have you got the things?"

"I got it." Bu Youran got into the carriage, and seeing Song Yiping sitting on the left, she thought she couldn't sit in the middle, so she simply chose to sit opposite him.

Speaking of which, Song Yiping's personality is the most cheerful in the Song family. He looks very kind and approachable. He has no airs with the servants on weekdays, and occasionally eats and chats with the servants.If Bu Youran hadn't overheard Mrs. Song's words that day, and he happened to be standing by the side, Bu Youran would definitely think that Song Yiping is a perfect and good man.

"Little sister has been spoiled by us. We will give you whatever you want on weekdays, and we will not stop you from doing what you want. Although she has a bad temper, she has a kind nature and a simple mind."

"En." Bu Youran replied, not understanding what he was saying.

"The story you told last time was quite interesting, but it's a pity that I haven't finished listening to it. I don't know which gentleman wrote this book? I can ask a friend to find it."

Bu Youran was taken aback, thinking that he still remembered the story she told that day, so what if she gave the title of the book?No matter how far away he is, he can't find it!
"Is it convenient to disclose?" Xu Shibu Youran asked without replying in time.

"No, not really. It's just that this book is a casual book, and it has never been sold in the market... But it's okay to say it, it's called "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio", and the name of the gentleman is Pu Songling."

Song Yiping nodded, thinking he had already remembered it.

Next, he asked her about her previous family situation, even eight generations of her ancestors were asked.

Bu Youran is not stupid, she has made up her identity and background before coming here, she knows it by heart, and now she recites it without thinking, and no one can see a trace of flaws.

The carriage gradually stopped, and Bu Youran raised the curtain to see that he had already arrived at the Song Mansion.

Song Yiping didn't get out of the carriage with Bu Youran because he wanted to go back to his mansion.

Bu Youran got out of the carriage and walked towards the mansion. As soon as he reached the door, he heard the sound of horseshoes. Bu Youran thought that Song Yiping had left and returned, so he hurriedly turned around. Unexpectedly, he saw a slightly old carriage walking slowly. Come and stop before the steps of the Song Mansion.

Bu Youran was puzzled, not anyone with any status could step into the Song Mansion, the people who came and went were all dignitaries in the court, and they were very particular about food, clothing, housing and transportation, but the carriage in front of them really didn't fit the Song Mansion.

Bu Youran heard the sound of old wooden wheels creaking and squeaking just now, and looking at the decoration, it was too different from Song Yiping's high-profile and gorgeous, even the curtains were as simple as a piece of Song Dynasty rag. .

The car just stopped like this, as if it was a concession to leisurely look up, down, left, and right.

After Bu Youran finished "appreciating", she turned around to enter the mansion with satisfaction, only to hear the horse behind her "sneeze" and then lay down on the ground.

Bu Youran was surprised.

Then the front curtain was lifted, and a burly man in his forties came out first. He lowered his head and couldn't see his face. He stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, and slowly walked out of the carriage with a white hand.

(End of this chapter)