She thought about the purpose of her coming here, in order to prevent Chu Jinyu from killing Tong Zilong. If Chu Jinyu hadn't followed the established life track, Tong Zilong would not have been killed by him, and her task would have been completed indirectly, right?

So, what if, let Chu Jinyu and Song Yiling elope?

She remembered that Li Wanjin asked Chu Jinyu to give up Song Yiling, but Chu Jinyu didn't answer positively, so in fact, he was also a little kind of little sister of the Song family, right? Maybe it's just because of the opposition of the Song family, so it hasn't been revealed so far.

If...... If these assumptions were true, then the elopement would have been successful.

……

The next morning, she went out to look for the beggars she had just met.

Since stepping into the Song Mansion, their contact has been less, but their friendship for twenty days together is higher than the mountain and deeper than the water, and it can be regarded as a colleague.

Bu Youran knew that the beggar gang was the most well-informed, so he dragged them to inquire about Tong Zilong.

Instead of waiting for him here, it was better for her to start looking for him as soon as possible, so that she could be prepared with both hands.

After that, he went to the yamen and found the prefect. At first, the prefect was still holding a posture and ignored it, but when he heard that Chu Jinyu asked him to come, he immediately greeted him with a smile, made tea and poured water, and said how to run in person, and said that he would send it over today.

Bu leisurely listened to the fire in his heart.

Why didn't Chu Jinyu tell her that the prefect would send it over when she said she wanted to come and pick it up in person?

She only has one or two silver a month, and she has been walking for more than half an hour, and she doesn't even dare to drink saliva, she doesn't even want to buy a bun, and she doesn't even dare to use a means of transportation...... My feet hurt so much......

Alas, fortunately, I got the bag, and it made Bu Youran's heart a little calmer.

As soon as he left the yamen, he saw a richly decorated carriage parked at the door.

Bu leisurely didn't think about it, only glanced at it with a little envy and was about to turn around and leave, and within two steps, he heard a slightly familiar voice behind him, small steps!

Bu turned his head leisurely, and saw that it was Song Yiping, the eldest young master of the Song family.

Bu Youran was a little surprised.

Song Yiping smiled, this morning I heard my little sister say that you came to Yamen to pick up something, and it just so happened that I also came here to do something, I wanted to catch you, but I didn't expect you to leave too quickly, but fortunately I picked you up when I went back. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and dragged Bu leisurely onto the carriage, did he get the thing?

Got it. Bu leisurely got into the carriage and saw Song Yiping sitting on the left side, she thought that she couldn't sit in the middle, so she simply chose to sit opposite him.

Speaking of which, Song Yiping's personality is the most cheerful in the Song family, he looks very kind and approachable, and he doesn't have a fight with his subordinates on weekdays, and occasionally eats and chats with his subordinates. If it weren't for the fact that Bu Youran overheard Mrs. Song's words that day, and he happened to be standing on the side, Bu Youran would definitely think that Song Yiping was a perfect good man.

My little sister is spoiled by us, we give what we want on weekdays, and we don't stop us much from doing what we want to do, although she has a bad temper, but she is kind in nature and simple-minded.

Well. Bu responded leisurely, not understanding what he said to do this.

The story you told last time was quite interesting, but unfortunately I didn't finish it. I wonder who wrote this book? I can ask a friend to find it.

Bu was stunned for a while, I didn't think he remembered the story she said that day, but what if she reported the title of the book? He can't find it at the ends of the earth!

Is it inconvenient to disclose? Xu Shibu didn't reply in time, he asked.

No, not really. It's just that this book is a miscellaneous book, and it has never been sold in the market...... But it doesn't hurt to say it, it's called "Strange Tales from Liaozhai", and Mr. Pu Songling's name is Pu Songling.

Song Yiping nodded, thinking that he had already taken it to heart.

Next, he asked her about her previous family situation, and even her ancestors were asked about eight generations.

Bu Youran is not stupid, she has already made up her identity background before coming here, she is familiar with it, and now she has memorized it without thinking, and it is impossible to see a flaw.

The carriage gradually stopped, and Bu leisurely lifted the curtain to see that it had arrived at the Song Mansion.

Song Yiping wanted to go back to his house, so he didn't get off the carriage with Bu Youran.

Bu leisurely got out of the carriage and walked towards the house, just arrived at the door, and heard a sound of clattering horses' hooves, Bu leisurely thought that Song Yiping was going and returned, hurriedly turned around, but did not think about it but saw a slightly old carriage coming slowly, until the Song Mansion stopped in front of the steps.

Bu leisurely wondered, the Song Mansion is not something that anyone can step into, all the people who come and go are powerful people in the DPRK and China, and they are quite particular about food, clothing, housing and transportation, but the carriage in front of them is really not compatible with the Song Mansion.

Bu Youran just heard the sound of squeaky old wooden wheels from afar, and then looked at the decoration, it was too different from Song Yiping's high-profile gorgeousness, and even the cloth curtain was simply like a piece of Song Mansion rag installed.

The car was parked like this, and it seemed that it was just giving way and looking up and down, left and right.

When he had finished admiring the leisurely steps, he turned to enter the house with satisfaction, only to hear the horse behind him sneeze, and then lay on the ground.

Step leisurely look amazed.

Then the curtain in front of the carriage was lifted, and first a burly man of about forty came out, he lowered his head and could not see his appearance, reached out to lift the curtain, and slowly walked out of the carriage with a white hand.