Chapter 862 The Real Young Master vs the Fake Daughter 4

If Mr. Song knew that he only wanted to get married through a shortcut, he would gain support. I will definitely be disappointed with him, maybe I will send him back to Ruyang.

After all, Yushi Zhongcheng is an upright official.

After Zhao Ming learned about it. Naturally, what he thinks in his heart is to win the love of his prostitute quietly, and to win the support of Mr. Song quietly.

Although the original owner was raised by a prostitute, he rarely had contact with foreign men.

Although Zhao Ming's character was poor, he did have a handsome face that made people feel good about it. With a little more effort, the original owner was naturally deceived by him under some rhetoric.

The original owner even cried about the fake phoenix and the real phoenix. I hope the other party can help to speak.

But at that time, the whole Song family had understood her situation. Zhao Ming is one of the best. Where will I go to touch the mold? Wish to stay away from her.

Naturally, Xihe didn't like this kind of person, and told Mr. Song after dinner that there were often night cats howling outside the house, and the sound penetrated people. I hope he will send a servant to investigate at night.

At this time, she was still Miss Song's family, Master Song naturally had no reason not to agree.

Zhao Ming didn't know about these things. He felt resentment in his heart, and last night he took advantage of the evening wind and risked slipping out of her house in the middle of the night.

As a result, the person didn't touch it, and almost got a cold.

He thought about it, found a place to squat on the road, and asked the matter clearly.

In the season of December, snowflakes danced outside the house, and it began to snow again.

Zhao Ming waited for half an hour shivering in the snow wind.

Then in the snowstorm, I saw the girl who was slowly approaching surrounded by a group of people.

The goose yellow palace lantern exudes a faint light.

The girl had a small face the size of a palm, with red lips and white teeth, tightly wrapped in a bright red cloak, and several maids lowered their heads slightly, showing a respectful gesture.

Zhao Ming was instantly dumbfounded.

In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows, in front of so many maids. No matter how courageous he was, he naturally didn't dare to rush forward and pull people around.

Zhao Ming's face darkened in an instant, and he wanted to question him very much. It was clearly agreed before, why did you reject him last night?

The girl servant girl got closer and closer.

Zhao Ming took a deep breath, stood on the side of the road and bowed his head slightly to salute: "I've seen Miss Biao."

Xihe nodded: "It's late at night, cousin should go to bed early."

Lianbu moved lightly, leading the maid, and walked slowly towards Fangfei Courtyard.

Zhao Ming: "..."

The girl's face was sullen, her face was calm, without a trace of shyness.

Zhao Ming suddenly felt bad, what does this mean? Ignore people?

In order to get the man earlier, he used all kinds of rhetoric and secretly passed love poems, but he didn't see any handkerchiefs, jewelry and other tokens of love that the lady gave.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be in a hurry to be a night owl on the porch in the middle of the night.

What can I do? Could it be that you heard what your wife said again? Don't like him anymore?

Zhao Ming was anxious.

So I became a night owl again that night, and went over the courtyard wall again.

Never thinking of "bang bang", a few sticks fell down, making Zhao Ming run away with his head in his arms.

There was only one thought in his mind, it was over.

Zhao Ming didn't even think about it, he raised his sleeves to cover his face, and rushed out the door.

Several servants immediately held him down and opened their sleeves.

Oh hoo, Mr. Biao!

Several servants looked at each other in blank dismay. In the end, he grabbed the person and sent him to Mr. Song.

Zhao Ming: "..."

Master Song: "..."

Xihe didn't know what the final result would be. On the second day, she packed up her package, took a few maids and servants, and took a carriage to another courtyard in the suburbs.

Driving all the way flat, the mountains on both sides are rolling, covered with ice and snow.

After half an hour, we arrived at the other courtyard.

"Miss is here."

The servant girl helped Xihe down, the cold wind was mixed with the wind and snow, and there was a tingling sensation on the face. The courtyard in front of her was small and exquisite, and there had been maid attendants standing on both sides.

into the yard. Clean up the conservatory.

Supported by the maid, Xihe slowly checked the courtyard, walked to a high wall, and found peach blossoms over the wall on the opposite side.

New snow, plum blossoms waiting to bloom.

But I didn't want to, I saw the early blooming peach blossoms here, and the fragrance was faint.

She asked curiously: "You know. Whose yard is next door?"

The servant girl ran to ask the attendant, and after a while, she hurried back: "Miss, I heard it is the courtyard of the mansion."

"uncle?"

"Exactly."

The servant girl immediately said: "It's your uncle. In the past, he and the master built a yard here. A little further away is the third master's house."

Xihe nodded: "I see."

She came earlier, it was just noon, the servant girls came to invite her back to have a meal, the side dishes were delicate and delicious, but also had a special flavor.

In the afternoon, Xihe told them to take a lunch break. Once the door was closed, they put on comfortable clothes, opened the window, and jumped out.

Since stealing the dragon and turning the phoenix is ​​a foregone conclusion, why can't she let her reveal it?

Shen Piaopiao is the destined daughter-in-law of the Song family. She can marry into the Song family regardless of her merits.

At least get some credit, if one day she is kicked out, remembering what she did today, maybe she will give some money to her.

After all, the status of women in ancient times was too low.

Even for Xihe, it is not easy to live a better life.

The snowflakes are fluttering in the sky, and one step into the dense forest, weeds are overgrown, the trees are piled up in disorder, and there are behaviors of wild animals.

Xihe brushed aside the grass, looking for the direction to go deep into the mountain.

It was winter, and there were few animals and plants in the mountains, and there was a shortage of food. It was the time for wild animals to go out. Song Yu will also take this opportunity to come to hunt.

He was skilled in martial arts, and he walked like flying in the mountains. Many wild beasts rushed past, and were shot down by an arrow, making weak howls.

Xihe tugged at the hem of her skirt and walked aimlessly in the mountains.

"Roar--"

The low roar of a wild boar resounded in the dense forest.

Xihe turned her head subconsciously, and the wild boar with long tusks and black hair eyes was vicious, swishing, roaring and rushing towards her.

Xihe narrowed his eyes slightly, stomped on the ground, clenched the hairpin in his hand and took a posture to meet the enemy.

next second.

"Girl be careful!"

A sharp sword shot from afar, piercing straight into the wild boar's eyes.

Roar, the wild boar fell to the ground.

Xihe looked over and saw a man dressed in black, holding a bow and arrow, standing and sitting behind him, there were two people standing.

The standing man was also dressed in black as a servant.

The man in the wheelchair was dressed in moon-white black clothes, holding a folding fan in his hand, beating gently, with slender eyebrows and long eyes, and his long hair was tied on top of his head by a wooden hairpin.

The face is like a crown jade, and it seems that the legs and feet are inconvenient.

She lowered her head and bowed her knees to salute: "Thank you for saving my life, my lord."

The man didn't speak, and the attendant in black said: "Why is the girl here alone? What happened? Do you need my help?"

Xihe said in a hurry: "Thank you, big brother, the little girl just came to the mountains to collect medicine, and she will go back by herself later."

She was dressed as a young girl with delicate materials, and she didn't have a medicine basket for collecting herbs on her body. With her thin skin and tender flesh, she had an elegant temperament. At first glance, she didn't look like a peasant girl who needed to gather herbs for a living.

But in the end it was someone else's business, so the man in black stopped asking and pushed his young master away.

A group of people walked quickly, and the wheelchair left deep dao marks on the ground.