Xihe paused fiddling with Heizi and looked up: "What did you say?"
Song Mo leaned forward, his face clear and handsome: "Could it be that I guessed wrong, Yue'er wants to show her difference to the world?"
Xihe raised an eyebrow: "Why not?"
Song Mo stared into her eyes, but Xihe remained motionless, letting him look at her.
Suddenly there was a light laugh.
Song Mo leaned back in his chair and shook his head. "Nothing much. I just thought Yue'er was going to control the situation behind the scenes, so I wanted to recommend myself and be a pawn. But since that's the case, then..."
Xihe tapped the tabletop with his fingertips: "Hmm?"
Song Mo burst out laughing and slapped the table. Xi He looked at him indifferently. Song Mo coughed lightly and finally stopped: "Nothing, I will follow whatever Yue'er chooses."
Xihe: ???
Song Mo propped up his chin and sighed, "Alas! I'm a few years older than you, but I'm not as calm as you. It seems I still need to continue practicing."
Xihe: ...
Ignoring the man who suddenly went berserk, Xihe turned around and left after getting the information he wanted. Of course, before leaving, he did not forget to give the prepared prescription to Song Mo, and told him to soak it first and start acupuncture after a few days.
Xiao Wu took the list and said, "Master, I will go and prepare the medicine right away!"
Song Mo waved his hand, and Xiao Wu immediately disappeared. He then ordered, "Send two people to Wutong Lane to protect him."
The subordinate in black immediately bowed in agreement.
The three mansions of the Song Mansion are connected. When Xihe returned to the small garden, he saw a group of girls in bright clothes laughing and joking with each other from afar.
The young lady from the first house and the daughter of the third house were all there, with maids and servants standing around.
The table was filled with fruits, snacks, and even flowers from the greenhouse were brought in to decorate the room. The young ladies were wearing jewelry and giggling sweetly.
Xihe took a quick look, turned around and walked straight out of the Song Mansion.
At dinner, the family ate in the living room. Madam Song talked about the visit of Miss Shen today and mentioned Xihe casually: "She didn't even tell me before she left. This girl is becoming more and more unruly."
Song Yu looked up in surprise: "Yue'er is here?"
Mrs. Song responded casually, then smiled and said, "Miss Shen remembers my kindness and comes to visit me from time to time. Don't be silly, get closer to her brothers when you have time. This kind of relationship can only be closer if there is give and take."
That’s how it is in Beijing. The more you interact with each other, the closer the relationships become.
To put it bluntly, the Song Mansion is just an imperial censorate, and is not on the same level as the general's mansion that holds a large number of troops. Now that Miss Shen has taken the initiative to make friends with her, she should naturally seize this opportunity.
Lord Song also said: "General Shen has been stationed at the border for many years, and most of the children of the Shen family have joined the army, so it's a good idea to have more contact with them."
Song Yu was not stupid. Considering the commotion in the capital over the past two days, he immediately understood what Lord Song meant.
As expected, after dinner, when we entered the study, Master Song made his intention clear:
"You've practiced martial arts since childhood, and your archery skills are superb. The imperial examination is not suitable for you. After much consideration, your father believes that joining the army is the only way for you."
"My son, what do you think?"
What do you think? Lord Song has been an official for more than a decade, so his thoughts and considerations are naturally more thorough than those of a young man like him. Moreover, Song Yu also knows that the saying "suitable" is actually because his only skill is martial arts.
Most children of officials began their enlightenment as soon as they could speak.
After that, he studied hard for more than ten years, was taught by great scholars of the time, and was supervised by his elders when he took the imperial examinations and even entered the official career.
He had wasted too much time.
Song Yu leaned forward and said, "I will always listen to you, father."
Lord Song stroked his beard and smiled, his face filled with relief. "Don't worry, my son. I have several comrades in the army. With your martial arts skills, it won't be difficult for you to make a name for yourself."
It was already midnight when I left the study.
The attendant hurried forward and put a robe on him: "Sir, Madam asked the maid to make you some hot soup. It's still warming on the stove. Would you like some?"
Song Yu looked up at the sky, but dark clouds blocked the moonlight. "No, I'm going to Wutong Lane."
The attendant was surprised: "But it's already midnight... Hey, sir, please wait for me." He hurriedly followed.
The streets were extremely quiet at night, and the entire capital city fell into silence.
Xihe couldn't sleep, so he boiled a pot of wine in the middle of the night and went up to the roof to look at the stars. The sky was deep blue, dotted with stars.
She crossed her legs, sipped liquor and sipped snacks, looking so relaxed.
Suddenly, he heard footsteps getting closer and closer. Xihe paused and looked down while biting a pastry.
The man walked in front wearing a cloak, and the servant followed him like a young wife.
Hey, Song Yu?
It's the middle of the night, why are you here instead of sleeping?
After thinking for a while, Xihe took the biscuit from his mouth and threw it over. It hit Song Yu's shoulder with a bang.
The servant was startled and quickly stood in front of Song Yu: "Who!"
Song Yu looked up. The moon was out, and his handsome features became even more dazzling. Xihe stuck out his tongue and said, "Brother, are you taking a walk?"
Servant: ...damn walk!
Also, why is Miss Yue'er the same as her master, both of them like to be night owls? And she even ran to the roof!
Song Yu frowned: "Danger, come down!"
Xihe was a little unhappy, so he lay back down with his legs crossed: "No!"
Song Yu's brows knitted into a knot. He glanced at the wall, took a deep breath, and climbed up the wall in a few steps. He then stepped on the tiles and walked to Xihe's side: "Come down with me."
Xihe turned her head and stared at him for a long while. Suddenly, she raised her hand and grabbed the hem of his robe, shaking him softly: "Brother Yu, it's so cool here. Can you let me stay a little longer? Just a little while~"
Song Yu: "..."
Xihe blinked her big eyes and continued shaking: "Okay~"
Song Yu closed her eyes, then opened them again and pulled back her clothes: "I can only stay for a while..." But she fell on the tiles with a thud, and the next second her mouth drooped, her expression was as if she was about to cry.
Song Yu panicked instantly and squatted down quickly: "Yes, I'm sorry, where did you fall? Does it hurt?"
Xihe turned around, covered her hands, shrugged her shoulders, and cried, ignoring him.
Song Yu was at a loss for words. He wanted to touch her but didn't dare. He could only stammer and apologize: "I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to. I'll go find a doctor for you..."
As he said that, he turned around and was about to leave. Xihe quickly grabbed his sleeve.
Song Yu hesitated: "Yue'er?"
Xi He turned around, his face flushed red, and he burst out laughing, gasping for breath: "Song Yu, you actually believed it, I was just teasing you, haha~"
Her eyebrows were curved and her gums were exposed when she smiled.
Song Yu was both angry and amused, and couldn't help but grab her fair and tender face: "You, why are you so naughty."
Xihe laughed non-stop, pulled him to sit down, and handed him the liquor: "Here."
Song Yu sniffed it, frowned, and said with a hint of disapproval: "It's not good for girls to drink... I'll bring you some fruit wine next time."
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