You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 227 Amnesia
Ying Yu didn't want to spend too much time talking with a little girl she didn't know.

What's more, the relationship between Ying Yu and Luo Dudu is acceptable, and they can't see each other when they look up.

For Dudu Luo's sake, Ying Yu would not expose Luo Yihuan's lies in public and embarrass her.

Ying Yu held the reins tightly, and reluctantly replied: "This Marquis has complicated affairs, I'm afraid I will disappoint the governor."

After speaking, without giving Luo Yihuan a chance to speak again, he rode his horse and led the team away.

After Ying Yu finished speaking, Luo Yihuan breathed a sigh of relief.

What I said earlier was risky, if Ying Yu deliberately cared about her, then she would be ashamed today!
Being reduced to the laughing stock of the whole capital, it could not be said that even the Governor's Mansion was also humiliated.

Fortunately, she won this gamble. Brother Ayu must have indulged her harmless little thoughts because of his childhood friendship.

Although brother Ayu looked cold, in fact he was warm to Luo Yihuan in his heart!
Thinking of this, Luo Yihuan felt a little sweet in his heart.

With a flick of his wide sleeves, he raised his head proudly like a proud peacock.

Holding her airs, she took dignified steps, met the envious or resentful gazes of the crowd, and sat in the carriage gracefully.

After staying away from the place of right and wrong, Ying Yu tilted his head and asked Zhuyun, who was half a horse behind him, "Has your father ever lost his memory?"

Zhuyun couldn't help laughing: "My grandfather is strong and strong, he has never been sick or hurt his head, so he never has."

"That's amazing!"

Ying Yu snorted coldly: "How could there be an extra younger sister today for no reason, I can't remember such a person at all."

"Isn't it all because of my grandfather Yushulinfeng, suave, extraordinary, tall and mighty, handsome, and a talent..."

Ying Yu waved his hand to interrupt Zhuyun's overwhelming flattery, and joked: "When will we fight again, our Ying family army doesn't need to send a single soldier, as long as we send you to the front, thousands of troops will be able to fight!" I can tell you back!"

Zhuyun chuckled, since Hou Ye came back in the middle of the night, he has been in a relaxed mood.

Although it doesn't look very obvious on the surface, but the tone of the speech is brisk, and people who are familiar with it can know it when they hear it.

"The subordinates didn't lie. Every little girl saw that the master didn't blush. It's just that the subordinates are used to seeing it, so they feel that they can bear it!"

Zhuyun smiled and said again: "If the master gives those girls some more good looks, we really won't be able to leave today!"

There were so many people in the city that the horse couldn't run, so he swayed on the horse's back for a long while before Zhuyun heard his grandfather reply leisurely.

"I'm not here to make fun of you. Qingqing is the only one who can see his good face."

Looking at the corners of his grandfather's mouth that seemed to be condensed with a smile similar to happiness, Zhuyun's throat was swollen like a thunderbolt.

As soon as he threw his hand away, he almost fell off the horse's back.

Got it!
It's all his fault that he owed his father to have fun, but in the end he choked himself so badly that he couldn't even eat tomorrow's meal!
The horse under Ying Yu's crotch was still sweeping its tail back and forth, as if he was ashamed of his master's nasty words.
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Song Yulan likes to plant flowers by herself, and her small courtyard has already been filled with colorful plants, leaving only a few gravel paths for people to come and go.

Song Yulan and the second prince's wedding date has been fixed, so it is inconvenient to go out to relax, and Song Yulan can stay at her mother's house for more than half a year.

Mrs. Song can't see her precious granddaughter being depressed every day.

Except for not letting people out of the house very often, all delicious and novel gadgets were sent to Song Yulan.

(End of this chapter)