The elegant and handsome young man loosened the strings of his zither and said, "How about Second Sister play a tune for me?"
Xihe: ???
Is this what you mean by "you can do it if you want"?
Xihe rolled up his sleeves and said, "Okay, I'll do it." Who doesn't know how to do it?
The slender fingertips, white as jade, stroked the strings of the zither. With a humming sound, a song of "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" poured out from under the fingers like flowing water, sometimes high and sometimes low, the melody was gentle and lingering.
Song Mo paused and looked up at the opposite side.
In winter, the curtains of the pavilion fluttered, and cold wind blew in from all directions. The woman raised the corners of her mouth, completely immersed in the sound of the piano, as if she did not feel a trace of cold.
In the darkness, the man narrowed his eyes and leaned back against the pillar.
When Xihe followed Song Mo back to the courtyard, all the guests had left. Song Yu was looking for her all over the courtyard. Madam Song clutched her handkerchief awkwardly, "She's very familiar with the Song Mansion. There are maids and servants everywhere. Nothing will happen..."
Lord Song's face turned cold: "With so many maids and servants here, why don't you know why someone left the table?"
Mrs. Song: “…”
Just at this moment, a maid ran in hurriedly and said that she had returned with the young master of the first house. Song Yu's face lit up with joy and he strode quickly towards the door.
A group of people ran into the house, scaring Xihe.
She couldn't help but take a step back: "Why, what happened?"
Song Yu stepped forward and looked her up and down. He saw that she was wearing a light pink jacket underneath and a moon-white cloak on the outside. The cloak's fabric was smooth and delicate, dragging on the ground. It was obvious that it belonged to the man next to her. "Nothing, I'm just worried about you."
Looking at Song Mo: "Brother, please help me take care of Yue'er tonight."
Song Mo smiled and said, "No problem."
Xihe blinked.
After seeing Song Mo off, they went into the house. As soon as they sat down, Mrs. Song frowned and warned Xihe to tell the maid before going out in the future to avoid worrying everyone.
Xihe nodded respectfully: "Yes, ma'am."
Mrs. Song's face instantly turned bad: "Are you still angry with me? Angry that I slapped you?"
Xihe lowered his head: "Yue'er didn't."
Mrs. Song was immediately furious. If she really didn't have any, why wouldn't she even call her mother? And she was acting like that! Before she could get angry, Song Yu stood up and said, "Mother, it's getting late. You should go to bed early. I'll take Yue'er downstairs."
He bowed to Lord Song and said, "Father, I'm leaving now."
Lord Song waved his hand: "Well, go ahead."
Song Yu looked at Xi He, who quickly stood up and followed him out of the living room. As soon as he left, Mrs. Song couldn't help but waved the teacup to the ground, "What does he mean by this!"
Lord Song took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Who are you talking about?"
Mrs. Song's face turned red instantly, and she walked back and forth in the living room with an angry face. Because she couldn't bear to scold her son, she kept complaining about how Xihe was so cold to her and how she shouldn't have been nice to her.
Master Song waited until she finished her scolding before saying, "You should have a good rest. I will sleep in the study tonight."
He stood up and walked away slowly, leaving Mrs. Song staring at him with wide eyes. Finally, he couldn't help but waved his hand and knocked the teacup on the table to the ground.
On this side, Song Yu sent Xihe to Fangfei Garden.
At midnight, Fangfei Garden was brightly lit. The maids and servants stood in the yard in an orderly manner. As Xihe entered, they all shouted in unison, "Miss."
Xihe was stunned for a moment and laughed: "What are you doing?"
Song Yu led her into the house. The house was still the same as before, with the furnishings and furniture unchanged. A faint scent of incense lingered in the air, and there were cakes and warm tea on the table.
He looked at her and said, "This room is still the same as before. No one has touched it."
Xihe sat down and took a sip of tea. The warmth instantly flowed through his limbs and bones. He sighed with satisfaction: "Actually, there is one thing I forgot to say. Since I left that day, I have no intention of coming back. Big brother, thank you for everything you have done, but it's not necessary."
Song Yu was silent for a while before he said, "Is it because of mother?"
Xihe nodded and shook his head: "This is not important, but in my heart you are still my brother. No matter what happens in the future, I will stand behind you."
The candlelight was dim, and when she said this, a faint tenderness lingered around her.
Song Yu looked at her, lost in thought for a moment: "Yue'er..."
Xihe blinked his eyes and suddenly smiled mischievously: "Brother, I calculated with my fingers that you have been lucky recently. You must have met your future wife. You must cherish her well."
Song Yu was stunned for a moment, then said helplessly: "You are joking again."
The two talked for a while, and then Song Yu said goodbye and left. Xihe waved away the maid, crawled into the quilt and fell asleep.
A sleepless night.
The next day,
Xihe woke up, had breakfast and without delay took Old Man Jiang back to Taomu Village. When Mrs. Song wanted to find someone to have a good talk with him, he was gone.
Mrs. Song: “…”
Old Master Jiang muttered, "There's good food and drink, and people waiting on you. Why do you insist on going back to that cold, shabby house?"
Xihe immediately said, "Then shall I take you back?"
Old Master Jiang choked and grumbled, "I was just thinking about everyone having a great time during the New Year, but it's so lonely for the two of us."
Xihe drove the carriage and didn't want to pay attention to his complaints.
On New Year's Eve, Xihe stayed quietly in Taomu Village, which made Gou Zi think that this woman had lost interest in life and just wanted to lie down.
The dog bit its front paws and wondered whether it should tell her that your man has appeared.
After thinking about it, I decided to give up.
Xihe ate and slept every day. When he had nothing to do, he would read storybooks or inquire about Song Yu's gossip, asking him about the progress between him and the general's daughter, but Song Yu always evaded the question.
Xihe was dissatisfied: "With our friendship, you are still hiding it from me. It's boring!"
Song Yu put the peeled chestnuts in her hand and laughed: "Why do you think there will be progress between me and that girl? It is true that I saved her once, but she is a good martial artist, and she has several brothers and guards following her. Even without me, she will be fine."
Yes, even though Song Yu restored his identity in advance, he still saved Shen Piaopiao's life.
That day, Song Yu finished the homework assigned by Lord Song and returned to Taomu Village to visit Old Man Jiang. The weather was clear and sunny, so he wanted to go hunting in the mountains. Xihe was tired of staying there, so he begged to go with him.
Then he witnessed with his own eyes how Song Yu saved Shen Piaopiao who was surrounded by wild beasts with one arrow.
The beast was ferocious and the girl fell to the ground and was about to be torn into pieces. At the critical moment, a long arrow shot from a distance. The arrow was as fast as a rainbow and pierced the beast's throat.
Shen Piaopiao looked at Song Yu as if she was looking at a peerless hero.
Xihe was afraid of disturbing the two of them, so she didn't dare to say hello and quietly went down the mountain. As a result, Song Yu not only didn't understand her good intentions, but after returning home, he scolded her coldly for leaving on his own initiative for the first time. What if something happened?
Xihe Nana apologized: "I was wrong."
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