Lang Xin Ru iron

Chapter 15 The perfect match for the lightning strike (3)

In the puppet villa, the three faced each other, and the battle was imminent.

But among the parties involved, except Mr. Liu, I am afraid that no one wants to fight this "battle"...

"Since that's the case, the princess may not be able to understand it, so the princess should not say it."

The person who said this was Song Ruoxun. He looked at Shu Ran, his black and white eyes were full of undercurrents, and then suddenly... turned around and left.

"The result is beyond imagination." Liu Ruohu stroked a strand of long hair beside her ear, and a smile flashed in her thoughtful peach blossom eyes.

Shu Ran couldn't laugh or cry.

So, on this beautiful early morning, after the war, Shu Ran and Song Ruoxun went to work together. Shu Ran was because Xu was a servant girl, and Song Ruoxun was because she was involved...

Walking in the dimly lit courtyard, Shu Ran began to miss the vast and beautiful blue sky outside the Doll Villa, because it was gloomy everywhere, and even in the daytime, there was not much light.

In fact, she doesn't know, because Liu Ruohu doesn't like bright lights, so there are few lights in the doll villa, and now this is the biggest compromise he can make, she should be grateful.

Shu Ran was going to fetch water, and in front of her was a dumb maid who showed her the way, and then suddenly, a person jumped out on the road.

This person is none other than Song Ruoxun.

Song Ruoxun was dressed in a white robe with narrow sleeves and a stand-up collar. His long hair was fastened behind his head with a jade crown, and his squinting eyebrows and eyes always carried an indescribable meaning.

"Master Song..." Shu Ran didn't think of changing it halfway.

Song Ruoxun slightly lowered his jaw, turned to one side of his body, and made way for them.

Shu Ran nodded to him, and left with the dumb maidservant, thinking, this Song Ruoxun really doesn't recognize his life, he has figured out the terrain of the Doll Villa so quickly, and he can run around...

Song Ruoxun glanced at Shu Ran's back, then turned and walked in another direction.

He could vaguely see that in the direction he was going, there was a pagoda towering into the sky, and there was a plaque hanging on the pagoda. Due to the distance, he couldn't see what was written on it, but he could see it. On the fence in the center of the pagoda, a red-haired man in red clothes sat sideways.

In fact, the world is like this, people in the lower society always like to climb to the upper class, but people in the upper class like to do things in the lower class.

Why bother?

Shu Ran's memory is pretty good, the dumb maid took her around, and she had memorized all the routes that she needed to be familiar with in the future, so she didn't refuse the dumb maid to leave.

Although she didn't know how to draw water from the well at all.

Facing the well in front of her, Shu Ran had to admit that she was a little whimsical, the ancients were still the ancients after all, no matter how rich they were, it was impossible to use "tap water".

But life still has to go on after all. Although it is wonderful to return to the palace to be a princess in fine clothes and fine food, compared to marrying someone I don't like, guarding the so-called three obediences and four virtues, and fighting with those concubines all day long, it is better to be in the palace. This suffering comes at ease.

Picking up the bucket, Shu Ran couldn't help smiling wryly, she really knew how to comfort herself more and more.

But of course the idea is good, the most difficult thing is to do it, Shu Ran tried her best to spin the rope up, the bucket looked small, but the capacity was really big, only one bucket came up, Shu Ran was exhausted up.

It seems that Murong Xuanji's body is really not suitable for being a maid... Shu Ran sat on the ground and looked up at the sky.

But at this moment, a man in black suddenly fell from the sky. With a wave of his sword, five buckets tied to a rope fell neatly by the well.

"Guard Jiang?" Shu Ran quickly got up from the ground.

Jiang Yousi nodded expressionlessly and continued to swing his sword. The buckets rose and fell one by one. After a while, the five buckets were filled with water.

Shu Ran was stunned, thinking, the rich are really different, the guards raised by them are equivalent to faucets!
"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry." Jiang Yousi clasped his fists.

Shu Ran nodded again and again: "Please, please."

Jiang Yousi flew away expressionlessly.

Shu Ran was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Hey—Guard Jiang, why don't you take your water away?"

Jiang Yousi's voice came from the sky: "Miss Shu just carry it back."

Shu Ran couldn't tell how she felt, happiness is inevitable, but there is also greed... Jiang Huwei, why don't you just carry the bucket back for her?
Looking at the bucket full of water in front of her, Shu Ran fell into deep anxiety.

But as a beautiful woman, Shu Ran is very qualified, so when a beautiful woman is sad, there will naturally be men who can't help but jump out to help.

But this man is not something Shu Ran dared to use, "Prime Minister Song, what are you doing, let go, I can do it myself..."

Shu Ran panicked and snatched the bucket from Song Ruoxun's hand. His official rank would be the Premier of the State Council in modern times. Do you dare to order him?Do you dare to order it? !joke! !
"Princess, please don't stop me. The princess is a golden branch and a jade leaf. How can she do such rough work? If the emperor finds out, I will bear the blame."

Shu Ran stopped her movements, and said with a fake smile: "So you are afraid of being punished."

Covering my heart, Shu Ran smiled really strangely, Murong Xuanji, Murong Xuanji, don't feel bad, she is not for you at all, she is for herself!
Song Ruoxun's starry eyes were lowered, and he stepped up the corridor with a bucket in his hand, his tone was calm, unable to hear the real meaning: "The so-called reward of eating the king is to bear the worries of the king, this is the way of a minister."

Shu Ran looked at Song Ruoxun's thin, tall and thin figure, the two buckets of water were hanging on his hands as if they weighed a thousand catties, the breeze blew up the hem of his clean and tidy white robe, and hit the bucket, leaving some water stains.

In fact, Shu Ran didn't understand anything, she could tell that Song Ruoxun was by no means as simple as he made out, she listened to his words at several levels, if she only looked at the superficial meaning, she would definitely fail.

Sighing, Shu Ran ran after her to help.

Song Ruoxun was still a scholar after all, he held a high position at a young age, so it goes without saying that he was wealthy, and after carrying five buckets of water, he was already sweating profusely.

Walking out of the firewood room alone, Song Ruoxun sat on the railing seat and wiped his sweat with his hands, his pale lips became paler at this moment, with no trace of blood visible at all.

Shu Ran leaned against the door of the firewood room, clenched her fists, and finally couldn't help but walked to him.

"Give you."

Song Ruoxun bowed his head sideways, Shu Ran held a silk handkerchief in his white hand, but he didn't take it.

"It's very clean." Shu Ran added.

Song Ruoxun looked up at her, then took it and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Shu Ran leaned on the railing, rolled her eyes and looked up at the sky, thinking that Song Ruoxun seemed to be a bit of a clean freak.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished slandering her, Song Ruoxun said, "The princess never allowed this minister to wipe his own sweat before, so just now the minister was a little slow to react, and if he was not polite, I ask the princess to forgive me."

The corner of Shu Ran's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly said: "It's okay, this is not the palace, the prime minister really doesn't need to be so polite."

Song Ruoxun looked up at the sky, Shu Ran couldn't see his eyes, but he could hear his thoughtful voice: "What the princess said is very true, this is not the palace." Won't you go back to the palace with the humble minister?"

Shu Ran can't wait to slap her mouth. Does she have no head or moldy head?What about the palace?What about the palace? !

Seeing that Shu Ran was silent, Song Ruoxun said again: "Did I talk too much today?"

Where is he talking too much, she is really speechless: "Not too much, not too much, not at all." "If the princess hates the humble minister, the humble minister will confess to the emperor after returning to the palace. There are mixed fish and dragons in this place. Three or four, why does the princess have to stay here?"

With a flash of dark black eyes, Song Ruoxun said indifferently: "Could it be that the princess is interested in that Liu Ruohu?"

Shu Ran was shocked, it seems that the ancients were also very gossip, "...No, don't make wild guesses, I don't go back, I have my own reasons for not going back."

Song Ruoxun's answer was obviously not approved by Song Ruoxun: "Forgive me for my ignorance, but I really can't think of any reason why the princess will not return home and wander outside."

Shu Ran couldn't help but bang her head against the railing. It turned out that her pursuit of freedom was "wandering" in the eyes of Prime Minister Song... Thinking about it this way, she is really pitiful.

"The water should be hot. Liu Ruohu is still waiting to take a bath. I'll fetch water."

Shu Ran found a reasonable one to borrow into the woodshed, and Song Ruoxun naturally wouldn't let her do it herself.

"Prime Minister Song, you..." Shu Ran was dumbfounded again, this time even if there was no part of Murong Xuanji's distress, she would still feel sorry.

But Song Ruoxun just carried water out without saying a word, and let the wind blow regardless of the thin sweat on his forehead.

"Wait." Shu Ran ran out of the woodshed to catch up with his faltering figure.

Song Ruoxun put down the bucket and panted, "What is the princess' order?"

Shu Ran wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve, "The sweat on your forehead is still wet, and the wind is blowing outside, so you can easily catch the cold."

Song Ruoxun's eyes were thoughtful: "I didn't expect the princess to understand this."

Shu Ran curled her hands into her sleeves, and clasped her hands hard, making you cheap!Let your mouth be cheap!I'm afraid that others will not know that you are a counterfeit!

"Hurry up, Liu Ruohu is very impatient, and he's going to show his temper when he's late." Shu Ran smiled fakely, at this moment, he could only smear Liu Ruohu to divert Song Ruoxun's attention.

But maybe Shu Ran was doomed to be unlucky today, what she said was really right, not only right, when she said this, Liu Ruohu also happened to be there.

"Ah, ah, look who this is...You Si, why is your slave here with mine? What are you doing for food?" Liu Ruohu stepped up the steps with the hem of her black robe, the deerskin inside was white. The boots were exposed.

Embarrassment is no longer enough to describe Shu Ran's mood at the moment, she opened her mouth but couldn't speak.

Song Ruoxun looked at Liu Ruohu indifferently, his arms drooped naturally, his pale lips were lightly pursed, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, no one could see anything from his face.

Liu Ruohu didn't care about Song Ruoxun's gaze, he just looked at Shu Ran with a kind of warm and cold...overbearing and restrained...with a hint of playfulness.

Then, he suddenly pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes drooped gracefully, and the long eyelashes covered the sparkle in his peach eyes, the so-called "the most flawless, romantic"... that's about it.

Shu Ran was bewildered and worried, because she knew——that Liu Dashen smiled like this, which meant there was something wrong!
And the problem is huge!

(End of this chapter)