After Bu leisurely returned, it was already dark.

Originally, the days of winter were short, and in modern time, it was only five o'clock in the afternoon.

As soon as I walked into the yard, I saw the little sister of the Song family, who didn't know when she came back from studying, was losing her temper in the main house, what did she dare to sue my father, who was she? But the daughter of a little prefect still dares to expose me with her master......

Bu leisurely froze in place for a while, and vaguely heard it.

What happened was like this, Song Yiling skipped class and went shopping with other official ladies in the afternoon, and was denounced by the prefect's daughter.

Alas-

What a headache!

Bu Youran really didn't bother to care about such a trivial matter, so he simply pretended not to see it, turned around and went to the hut, and went to sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dark.

Xiaoqing didn't know that she had knocked on the door for more than a long time, and when she opened the door leisurely, her eyes were burning with anger, and she threw out a cold sentence, Miss is looking for you!

After a leisurely and simple wash, he walked towards the main house of the courtyard.

Step sister, please help me choose which color is suitable for me.

Bu leisurely looked at the fabrics that filled the table of the Eight Immortals, all kinds of colors, and the quality was of the highest quality.

What about the pink ones? She picked one up and gestured at it and looked at it leisurely.

It's beautiful. Although Song Yiling is not amazing, she is young and looks vibrant, and she wears no color well.

After Song's little sister was chosen, she asked Xiaoqing to put it away. And he commanded the two servants who came with him, and you should take the rest. Turning to Bu Youran again, Sister Bu, you also follow, my eldest brother said that he would bring a few books, and you should go and get them yourself. After saying that, he blinked again, as if he was whispering.

Bu Youran's eyelids jumped slightly, too lazy to bother to understand this little girl's codeword, anyway, there was nothing serious. She didn't think much about it, she just followed the little maid all the way into the main courtyard, arrived at Madame's house, saluted Mrs. Song according to the rules, and leaned over to the eldest young master of the Song family.

Mrs. Song didn't speak, and the eldest young master standing on her side said with a smile, The little sister said that she had been obsessed with the novels written by Mr. Jing recently, and she had to ask me to find a few copies, no, I would bring them back. He put the five books on Bu Youran's stretched palm, and instructed Bu Youran, you must read it to Miss when you go back, Mr. Jing's writing is interesting and there is no lack of depth, these are his codex, there are not many left in the world, keep it well. Before leaving, he deliberately re-slapped the book twice with his hand, as if he was playing code words.

Yo, the two brothers and sisters of the Song family are really funny, they are the same, they all like to connect with code words so much......

Be. Step leisurely and decently respond.

Seeing that they seemed to have no follow-up, they turned around to walk towards the outhouse, and as soon as they arrived at the door, they seemed to hear the word Jinyu, so they hesitated.

How is there so much cloth left? Is there any house that hasn't been delivered? Mrs. Song asked the little girl.

Except for Young Master Jinyu, each of the other courtyards left a horse. The little guy replied

Madame Song picked up the rosary on one side and instructed that the remaining few horses should be put back in the warehouse, and in addition, a few of the remaining fabrics from the previous year should be selected and sent to Jinyu.

Be. The little guy quit in response.

Bu Youran heard footsteps, hurriedly opened the door of the outhouse, and suddenly a cold wind rushed in, which cleared her sluggish brain a lot.

Alas, this sneak out of the few sentences allowed her to confirm her suspicions.

Chu Jinyu, the big boy under the fence, thought that he was always lying alone on the cold and hard stone on weekdays, and thought that he could still smile so warmly in the face of these, what kind of forbearance should he have in his heart to survive here so far?

Bu Youran actually felt a little distressed for Chu Jinyu......

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Bu Youran's heart was mixed, and before he knew it, he had walked to Chu Jinyu's courtyard again.

She patted her head and secretly scolded herself for being too inertial, and was just about to turn around and go out of the yard, only to hear a slightly familiar male voice shouting, Chu Jinyu, you stop!

Bu Youran didn't know if Chu Jinyu had stopped, but she stood up first......

Bu Youran said that she really didn't want to do these things of stealing chickens and dogs, but these people are too good at picking a place at the right time, so they have to understand a little bit of the truth that the wall has ears...... If you want to say anything discreet, you should go home and say it......

Bu leisurely stood on the left side of the courtyard gate, not daring to make a sound.

Chu Jinyu, you stop! Li Wanjin's voice was a little hoarse, slightly nasal, presumably a cold.

Chu Jinyu turned around unhurriedly, without revealing a trace of emotion in his eyes, and asked lightly, is there anything wrong with Li Shizi?

I...... I...... Li Wanjin's tongue became stupid again.

Li Wanjin actually had a lot of resentment towards Chu Jinyu in his heart, and he hated him ignorantly when he first saw him five years ago. hated that he was born too beautiful, hated that he attracted the attention of the world, and hated Chu Jinyu for getting the feelings of the person he thought about day and night without a word.

Perhaps, Li Wanjin is jealous.

But no matter how jealous or hateful it is, it is useless, he knows that only if Chu Jinyu gives up first, he will have a chance to get Song Yiling.

So, putting down his noble identity, he has always been strong, and he chose to ask Chu Jinyu, I ...... I want you to give up Yiling.

Chu Jinyu stood quietly, his wide sleeves swaying in the wind, he smiled, Shizi had found the wrong person.

Don't pretend you don't know, I don't believe you can't guess Yiling's heart. Li Wanjin gritted his teeth and said.

Chu Jinyu is still calm and light-hearted, and it seems that he doesn't take his hatred to heart at all, can you guess the heart below?

I...... Li Wanjin was dumbfounded.

He couldn't guess, how could he know whether Chu Jinyu liked Song Yiling or not? Even Song Yifan, who is often with him, doesn't know what kind of feelings he has for Yiling!

In this case, Shizi, do you feel a little inexplicable when you let you give up Yiling? Chu Jinyu answered with good etiquette.

The hands in Li Wanjin's sleeves were clenched into fists, and the palms were covered with cold sweat.

Among the children of the family, he can be regarded as one who can be ranked, in terms of knowledge and appearance. But this qiē, as long as they are compared in front of Chu Jinyu, all of them are like clowns jumping off the beam, and they feel ashamed of themselves.

In this life, I can't wait to see him again, and I don't want to stand with him......

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