You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 234 Exhortation
"If you want to blame your elder brother Ayu, who made him attract bees and butterflies all day long and make Qing'er sad!" Song Yulan joked.

As soon as "Brother Ayu" was mentioned, Wen Qing'er remembered Luo Yihuan's words, and gradually suppressed her smile.

"Qing'er doesn't know how to face Sister Yihuan."

"Sister, don't worry too much. You can't force matters of affection. Although Sister Yihuan has a secret heart, Luohua is ruthless and Liushui has intentions. No matter how hard Sister Yihuan works, she can't force the young master."

"But my sister is only worried about one thing."

Song Yulan hesitated and said, "Sister, you must keep the matter between you and A Yu well hidden, and don't let Sister Yihuan know."

Wen Qing'er also sat up straight, and said seriously: "Until there is no conclusion on anything, Qing'er will not publicize it. If Sister Yihuan finds out, I don't know how to annoy Qing'er!"

"If your sister Yihuan just doesn't recognize you as a sister, it's better to talk about it." Song Yulan sighed softly, afraid that things would not be so simple.

Wen Qing'er was puzzled: "Sister, what is the meaning of this? Could it be that Sister Yihuan knows that she can still take Qing'er's life?"

"That's not the case."

Song Yulan smiled and shook her head, thinking that although Luo Yihuan was a little jealous, at most she could do some small tricks, but it wouldn't hurt people's lives.

"You know that my sister is not the kind of person who likes to tell stories. My sister, remember what my sister said. Just keep some precautions in front of sister Yihuan. You can't say everything in your belly."

Seeing Song Yulan's solemn expression, Wen Qing'er had no choice but to agree.

Although it's unclear what Luo Yihuan did to make Song Yulan so afraid, she and Ying Yu haven't reached the point of discussing marriage, so it's always right to be careful.

This lunch has been used for almost an hour and has not been used up yet, so Le Yun, who was waiting at the door, was unavoidably a little impatient.

Afraid of rushing in rashly and disturbing the two girls talking, he raised his hand and knocked on the door, asking: "Miss, do you want to change some more dishes, madam won't allow you to use cold ones."

With Le Yun's reminder, Song Yulan and Wen Qing'er felt their stomachs were empty, and a table of good dishes had already run out of heat, and it was all delayed by Wen Qing'er's crying.

Song Yulan called Le Yun to come in, but the dishes on the table were barely moved, it would be a pity if they were just taken away like this, only picked two dishes and asked the small kitchen to re-warm them, and replaced them with two bowls of warm rice.

It's not easy to say anything in front of other people, the two of them just use it casually.

Wen Qing'er was finally brought here, Song Yulan was not willing to let Wen Qing'er go back so early.

Taking Wen Qing'er to play chess and piano to pass the time, Wen Qing'er has nothing important to do when she returns home, so she is willing to accompany her.

It was only when it was dark that he reluctantly said goodbye to Song Yulan.

When the carriage was approaching the gate of Wen Mansion, the driver sitting on the shaft said in a low voice: "Girl, the princess's carriage is parked in front of the gate, and General Zhuyun is beside him, do you want to go over and ask?"

"Should go." The carriage shook her almost to sleep, Wen Qing'er stretched her waist and ordered.

When the carriage stopped, Wen Qing'er helped Xichun's men get out of the carriage.

The door of the mansion was wide open, and Guanshi Zhao was rubbing his hands anxiously. Seeing Wen Qing'er came back, he hurriedly bowed to meet her.

"Third Miss, you are back! The old lady and the madam are not at the house, and I am waiting for you to make the decision!"

Zhao Guanshi glanced at Zhuyun who was not far away, and lowered his voice: "The princess has been waiting in front of our door for an hour, and he didn't ask anyone to come in and wait, and he didn't drink tea or snacks. Nothing."

"Little General Zhuyun stood at the door with a dull face, and the old slave was so timid that he couldn't even speak!"

(End of this chapter)