Song Qingyuan looked at Xiao Shisandao, "What did Lord Xiao say, do you have a letter?" ”

As he spoke, he hooked his fingers and motioned for Xiao Shisan to take it out.

"I'm X!"

Xiao 13 couldn't help but burst into foul language.

That sentence rings in my ears, and I always feel both sarcastic and ridiculous.

"Whew!"

Xiao Shisan took a deep breath and suppressed this speechless heart.

Stretched out his hand and took out the letter in his arms, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Song Qingyuan, "See for yourself......

Song Qingyuan stretched out his hand to take it, unfolded it gently, and the dense small characters came into view.

Actually, it's not so much a letter as a thin piece of paper with roll marks on it.

It is conceivable that this must be a book from the flying pigeon.

Flying Pigeon Biography?

Song Qingyuan had a flash of inspiration, it was time for her to raise pigeons......

However, this is a later story, shaking his head, Song Qingyuan drove this thought away. The fastest update of the network Computer: www.. com/

His mind was immersed in the letter from Master Xiao again.

This is clear, points out the stakes, and points out the way for her, and even the candidate.

And the people who are pushed are not confined to a few, but a group.

As for who to choose, or not to choose, it is up to her to decide.

After looking at it, Song Qingyuan smiled heartily.

Lord Xiao, who is both caring and respectful, is very charming!

"I know how to choose."

Song Qingyuan said.

"I'll reply to Lord Xiao later, and I'll trouble Brother Thirteen to help me pass it on."

"Oh!"

Xiao 13 responded angrily.

Do he dare to disagree, otherwise his ass will itch again.

Speaking of buttocks, Xiao Thirteen was congested for a while. The fastest network update Mobile::/m.. com/

Because of this little girl in front of him, how many unknown boards he has suffered.

Xiao 13 thought that when he reached his twilight years, he might have tears in his eyes, recalling the years when his ass had blossomed.

"Brother Thirteen!"

Song Qingyuan called out and pulled back Xiao Shisan's distant thoughts.

"What?"

Xiao 13 asked.

Song Qingyuan got up, "I just want to tell Brother Thirteen that this unfathomable expression is not suitable for you." ”

"Allow! Easy! Collapse! ”

Xiao 13 "......"

…………

sent away Xiao Shisan's son.

Song Qingyuan returned to the study, quickly drew up a list, and added Jiang Wei's name.

Then she dried the paper and handed it over to Shen Biqing, who personally took it to Pudu Temple and handed it over to Master Puhui.

"I'm in trouble with my second sister-in-law!"

Song Qingyuan said.

Originally, this job was supposed to be for Erlang, but ......

Song Qingyuan thought of Erlang, who was drunk into a puddle of mud, and shook his head helplessly.

A thousand cups are not drunk...... Scold~

"What's the trouble is not troublesome!"

Shen Biqing sneered.

"Yuan'er, don't worry, the second sister-in-law will personally hand over this list to Master Puhui, and not in the hands of others."

After a while, Shen Biqing called the coachman and went to Pudu Temple.

Song Qingyuan returned to the room and changed into an emerald green folded skirt.

Pick out the stacked clouds and gold steps, insert them into some loose hair, and put on a tulle shawl.

Dressed like this, with a fair goose egg face, smart eyes, and puffy cheeks.

The whole body suddenly exuded a youthful vitality.

The little dimple smiled shallowly, both bright and pretty.

"Let's go, it's time to visit that Sister Yin."

Song Qingyuan shouted Red Sleeves.

If it weren't for the arrival of Xiao Thirteen and Thirteen Ladies just now, she would have gone a long time ago.

As a result, this delay delayed a lot of time.

Song Qingyuan opened the box on the desk and put the mandarin duck purse obtained from the auction into the cuffs.

went out of the gate with red sleeves and went straight to the Yin Mansion next door.

The two mansions are very close, and the kung fu of two steps will be reached.

"When! While! While! ”

Redsleeves reached out and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door of Yin's mansion opened, and the porter's head poked out.

looked at Song Qingyuan and Red Sleeves, and asked respectfully, "I don't know which young lady it is, who is it looking for in the mansion?" ”

Hearing this, Red Sleeves said, "My young lady is the county lord of Jinning, and she now lives next door. ”

"At the invitation of Miss Yin Yirou, I came to the meeting."

"Oh oh, it turned out to be the county lord of Jinning, and the little one asked the county lord of Jinning to say goodbye."

Song Qingyuan had just moved over, and the concierge of the Yin family had not seen her, so he didn't know her.

At this moment, after hearing the red sleeves report to the door, he immediately bowed down and said respectfully, "Miss, please!" ”

"My third lady has been waiting for a long time."

This third lady is naturally Yin Yirou.

She is in the Yin family, so she is called so by her subordinates.

"Lead the way!"

Song Qingyuan said, and followed behind the gatehouse with Red Sleeves.

Walking all the way, I stopped in front of a small courtyard.

Song Qingyuan looked up and saw that the two sides of the courtyard were wrapped with manro, and there were purple flowers interspersed among them.

Slightly closer, there is a burst of fragrance on the face.

The aroma is light and clear, smell it in the nose, and suddenly feel relaxed.

Song Qingyuan looked at the purple flowers twice.

She didn't know what kind of flower it was, but the fragrance was quite appealing.

In the future, maybe you can get two trees to raise.

Thinking so, Song Qingyuan raised his head again and looked at the plaque hanging outside the small courtyard.

I saw that above, four big characters were written in a delicate font, Yirou Xiaozhu.

What the hell is it to use your own name as the name of the courtyard?

The corners of Song Qingyuan's mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt that his ability to look at people had declined.

This Miss Yirou of the Yin family, she can't see clearly.

At least she thinks that this person is not what he appears to be, soft, gentle, virtuous, empathetic, and kind-hearted.

"Yi Rou has seen the county lord of Jinning!"

Before Song Qingyuan could step into the small courtyard, Yin Yirou, who had been observing the movement outside, came out with the maids.

The slender waist that was not in one grip was brushing down, and he gave a full salute to Song Qingyuan.

"Miss Yin, please get up, no need to be polite."

Song Qingyuan stretched out his hand to help him, with a kind attitude.

Yin Yirou smiled softly.

"It was Yirou who invited the county lord of Jinning to come over, but he couldn't go out to greet him, and I ask the county lord to forgive me!"

Yin Yirou apologized first, and then invited Song Qingyuan into her small courtyard.

It is said to be a small courtyard, but it is actually not small, enough to catch up with the big courtyard of ordinary people.

It's just that compared with the whole mansion that covers a huge area, this small courtyard is slightly thin, but it is "complete".

On both sides of this Yirou dwelling, there are ear rooms for the next person to live in.

There is also a study next to the main room, and a kitchenette on the oblique side.

Among them, the road leading from the main house to the entrance of the small courtyard is paved with cobblestones.

One side of the two sides is planted with flowers, and the other side is a small pavilion with vines, which is fresh and beautiful, quiet and elegant.

This is the evaluation given by Song Qingyuan after he came in.

"You've got a nice setup here!"

Song Qingyuan said truthfully.

"Xie Jinning, the county lord boasted!"

Yin Yirou smiled lightly and asked softly, "I don't know which courtyard of the mansion the county lord lives in?" ”

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