Chapter 884 The Real Young Master vs the Fake Daughter 26

The night was thick, but the city was still brightly lit.

Xihe stood in front of the city wall, took two steps back and rushed forward, her embroidered shoes thumped twice on the wall, and jumped directly onto the wall several meters high.

Xiao Wu's eyes widened with shock.

Xihe waved his hand at him, then jumped down, and his figure disappeared on the wall.

Little Five: "..."

Inside the city, Xihe turned a street corner and suddenly bumped into a hard chest. She was startled and subconsciously backed away, but someone grabbed her wrist tightly: "Jiang Yue!"

His voice was low, with undisguised anger.

Xihe: "..."

Facing the dim light, who is it but Song Yu?

Her hair was messy, her breath was unstable, and her whole body was hot. She had obviously been looking for her for a long time. Xihe felt a little guilty: "Brother... hey, what are you doing!"

Clutching his chest and hiding back, he looked at him in horror.

Song Yu paused with his hands in mid-air, and finally wiped his face, feeling terrified: "Where did you go today? Did you get hurt? Everyone is very worried about you."

Do you know how long I've been looking for you?

He didn't say that.

After finding that she was fine, the hanging heart gradually relaxed: "Yue'er, don't do this next time."

As soon as he returned to the mansion in the afternoon, he found Mr. Jiang standing in front of the mansion and walking around.

After asking, I realized that the temple fair was over, and the crowd left one after another, but the girl was nowhere to be seen.

When he heard it, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

After that, without changing his clothes, he rode his horse and ran out of the city. He searched around the temple fair, and was almost caught as an assassin.

It wasn't until I touched the elder brother's yard just now that I knew that people had already entered the city.

Before he could ask anything, he rode back on his horse and caught him after wandering around... Xihe suddenly felt that he was overreacted just now, and stepped forward and gently grabbed his sleeve: "I'm sorry, I made you worry , I promise, there will never be a next time."

Song Yu raised his head, stared at her for a while, then nodded, "En."

When the two went home, they encountered patrol guards on the way. Seeing them, they immediately inspected them severely and waited for Song Yu to show the token before letting them go.

When they got home, Xihe received a severe scolding as no surprise.

Mr. Jiang was so angry that he pointed at Xihe and scolded her for not worrying. Xihe sat on the chair with his head down and didn't dare to say a word.

In the end, the old man's spirit was not good, so he had to go back to his room to rest.

Xihe looked at Mrs. Xu, who was teary-eyed, one head and two big: "I'm sorry, Aunt Xu, I won't be playful again next time, so don't cry."

Mrs. Xu wiped her tears: "Miss, you scared me to death."

Xihe hurriedly begged for mercy, and then he coaxed him to rest. When everyone was resting in the room, they found Song Yu still sitting there. Xihe hesitated: "Brother, you should go to rest too."

Song Yu nodded and stood up: "Okay, you should go to bed earlier."

A night without dreams.

The next day, the imperial city resumed its former noise.

The crowds in the teahouse are in twos and threes, and the hawkers are pushing small carts to sell, just like a prosperous scene, but invisible undercurrents are circulating during the period.

Song Yu returned home early in the morning, and Mr. Jiang went out for a walk as usual.

Xihe dressed up and visited the Song Mansion for the first time around noon. Mrs. Song was talking to a few girls at that time, and she was taken aback when she heard this: "Let her in."

She was dressed in a plain dress, her face was clear and watery, and her black hair was only tied with a silver hairpin.

When Xihe was brought in by the maid, Mrs. Song was stunned. Xihe bowed his knees: "Yue'er pays homage to Madam."

With low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, there is no trace of coquettishness in the past.

Song Wen from the second room first covered her lips and smiled delicately: "It's Sister Yue, it's been a long time. How are you doing?"

Xihe smiled softly: "Thank you Miss Wen for remembering, everything is fine."

Slightly raising his head, he realized that there was an unexpected guest sitting in the room, Shen Piaopiao was also there, Xihe froze for a moment, nodded and smiled, unexpectedly, he turned his head away to talk to Mrs. Song.

But when she harassed her, Mrs. Song, who was stupefied, also came back to her senses.

Holding Shen Piaopiao's hand, she smiled: "It's just a little effort, it's not worth Ms. Shen's many visits to thank you, it's so polite."

Shen Piaopiao smiled brightly: "Auntie, you can just call me Piaopiao."

"I can't repay you too much for saving my life. If it wasn't for Brother Song, I probably wouldn't be here..."

Mrs. Song immediately blocked her mouth and pretended to reprimand: "Children, you are not allowed to talk nonsense!" But she was very satisfied with the Shen family's kindness and visits from time to time, the more she looked at the girl in front of her, the more satisfied she was .

She has a prominent family background and is the only prostitute in the mansion, so she is much loved.

If this...

Xihe sat in the house for a while, when the mother-in-law came in and said that the servants had something to report, Madam Song drove the maids out of the door, telling them to entertain Miss Shen.

None of the ladies in the second room were stupid, and after a few rounds, they understood what Mrs. Song meant.

Everyone gathered in front of Shen Piaopiao to ask about his health, and said some funny things.

Xihe sat on the side, seeing that no one was asking, so she found an opportunity to leave, and walked around the courtyard in a familiar way, and walked around to the lake pavilion.

The spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, and the willow trees by the lake are sprouting and dancing with the wind.

There is a Xuanqin in the pavilion, and there are several guards standing outside the pavilion. A man in black is holding white pieces in his left hand and black pieces in his right hand, playing chess with himself.

Xihe walked over: "Song Mo."

The man turned his head and smiled, "Second sister is here."

Xihe walked over and sat down on the opposite side, looking at the chessboard: "I am no longer from the Song family, what second sister, please stop calling me." He asked again, "How is the situation?"

Song Mo is as good as he is: "The prince is still in Xiangguo Temple, but he has been taken over by his Yue family."

"The people in the Duke's Mansion are not approached by people nowadays. They point out that after the crown prince ascends the throne, the whole family will have good fruit. They have been protecting everything before, but something happened. How dare they be slack now? There is a lot of slack in the house. Not even an ant can get in."

Xihe hehe: "Didn't we go in?"

Song Mo: "...Second sister is unpredictable, so naturally she is not comparable to others."

Xihe smiled and didn't speak, Song Mo told her some developments in the city, and finally said: "After this, the second uncle may let the second younger brother go to the border, away from the turmoil of the capital, and wait for the situation to stabilize. Back to Beijing. But."

Xihe looked at him, Song Mo curled his lips: "From now on, you won't have a backer."

Xihe rolled her eyes, thinking that he was boring, Song Yu didn't know that he was not clear as the person involved? Does she need someone else to back her up?

Of course Song Mo knew this, but...

He smiled meaningfully: "But there are some things that it's hard for you as a girl to show up, so, Sister Yue'er, are you interested in changing your backer? Take it as a reward for treating my leg."