Song Huiyue walked to Zhuxizhai, but Xie Chuan did not come, but the fruits were filled with a table.

She led her younger brother to taste the rain and dew, and soon saw the King of Jin wearing green on top and white on the bottom, and strode like a green onion.

Although he was wearing bad clothes, fortunately he had a long figure and a clean and fragrant body, he was still a handsome prince.

He bowed and sat down: "Don't be too polite. Qinghui hasn't seen her for a long time. She has grown so tall. How are her homework?"

Song Qinghui's attention was all on the dip and answered concisely: "Very good."

King Jin laughed, touched his head, and asked Huang Ting to put the dessert in front of him.

When the breeze blows, the bamboo leaves rustle, and after the heavy rain, the wind is also very cool.

The King of Jin looked at Song Huiyue again: "Try this perilla bayberry."

Song Huiyue had tasted it a long time ago and smiled and said, "I've come early. I knew I should come later. I'll have dinner before leaving."

King Jin smiled and stood up to refill her tea: "Then you can have a meal before leaving."

His eyes were sincere and his voice was soft, as if he wanted to influence Song Huiyue, a stubborn person.

Song Huiyue raised her face and looked at him seriously: "I have the heart, but unfortunately I have no stomach."

King Jin put down the teapot and saw that Song Huiyue was always staring at him. He couldn't help but touch his face: "Is there a carved face on my face?"

Song Huiyue shook her head: "The prince is getting more handsome, I'll take a look."

Yuan Yuan stood behind Song Huiyue, coughing in a hurry, afraid that Song Huiyue would say something shocking.

King Jin laughed and asked her: "What are you looking for Xie Chuan?"

Song Huiyue simply said that she wanted to plead for Huang Wenqiu.

"This is simple. I asked Xiaoba to go to the prefect's office. I dug a new lake and built a pavilion in the middle of the lake. It was very cool and comfortable. Let's go and take a look."

Five years ago, the King of Jin was about to die here, and began to build a large-scale construction. He repaired the palace every few days. Except for the front bedroom and the back hall that had not moved, even the paint was painted in other places.

Although the King of Jin invited him warmly, Song Huiyue was as heartless as a stubborn stone: "I'll come and play again another day."

King Jin gritted his teeth and complained: "You don't know if you will be in the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month next time."

Song Huiyue lowered her eyes and replied: "Then let's wait for the Year of the Monkey."

"Bastard," King Jin cursed with a laugh, "The Year of the Monkey has just passed."

Neither of them spoke for a moment.

The sound of bamboo waves, the shadows fell, the icebergs melted quietly, the cool air slowly dispersed, and the quiet people in Zhuxizhai were drowsy.

Song Qinghui fell asleep on the table with candy cubes in his mouth.

Huang Ting quickly called someone in and carried him to the couch in the inner room to sleep. He covered him carefully to avoid catching a cold. He also ordered Yuan Yuan to go in and fan to avoid mosquitoes.

Song Huiyue looked at Huang Ting busy, leaned against the backrest of the chair, touched a bayberry and put it in her mouth.

The sourness spread in her mouth. She narrowed her eyes and pushed the bayberry plate towards King Jin.

King Jin ate one and sighed: "I am a prince, and now I am more sour than this bayberry. I am not as good as Yin Xiao."

Song Huiyue smiled and said, "Who made you value love and friendship?"

King Jin stood up and walked to the window behind Song Huiyue, spreading his arms as if he wanted to hug her, then turned around and supported his hands on the edge of the window.

When he first arrived in Tanzhou, he was only ten years old. The entire Jinghu South Road was a man-eating tiger, and he could swallow him into his stomach at any time.

He was so weak that he could only hold Song Huiyue and survive with difficulty.

Until now, he has grown giant wings, but he cannot hold Song Huiyue's hand openly.

"I value love and friendship, are you happy?"

Song Huiyue nodded: "Happy."

King Jin sighed: "That Xiaoba said it wrong. I'm not really a hot face and a cold butt."

Song Huiyue ate more than ten bayberry pieces in a row, and her teeth were so soft that she couldn't bite the rice cake before giving up. She talked to the King of Jin about everything in the city.

After talking for a while, Song Huiyue remembered Yue Huaiyu and asked, "The little lady of Yue Shuxiang's family wants to see you, do you want to meet?"

"Her grandfather's family has already handed over a post to pay their respects."

"Then why didn't you see you?"

The King of Jin glanced at her: "I am not a casual person, how can anyone see me?"

Song Huiyue laughed twice, and when she heard Song Qinghui making a vague movement in the room, she stood up: "Without my mother accompanying you, Qinghui can't sleep well, why is the prince's face always the same as before?"

"It's not the old thing you like to eat. You still dislike it. Let you eat braised vegetables next time."

"What kind of dish is bran and yeast? I haven't eaten it before, so I just happened to try it."

The King of Jin was ridiculous and asked Huang Ting to pack her food, and said, "Don't learn to talk to Xiao Ba, what is the girl's house like."

"I don't talk to others easily."

Song Huiyue took Song Qinghui and Yuanyuan home. The King of Jin sent him all the way and "stumbled" to Xie Chuan on the arrow.

Song Huiyue hurriedly saluted: "Mr.

Xie Chuan first worshiped the prince before looking at Song Huiyue: "You have grown taller again. Does your mother's asthma still suffer from?"

Song Huiyue said: "No, I haven't thanked the medicine I sent to you by my father-in-law."

Xie Chuan said: "Have you done your business?"

Song Huiyue replied: "Yes, I have asked the prince for help."

Xie Chuan asked her about her recent situation, whether the money was enough, whether the medicine Song Qinghui took was good, whether the house should be repaired, etc. Song Huiyue answered one by one before leaving the house.

King Jin sent her to the corner gate, stood on the stone steps, and glanced at him and saw Yin Xiao holding a knife, holding his hands in his chest, leaning against the wall.

At first, he saw Yin Xiao coming here with a steady look, thinking that he was looking at him, and then realized that he was looking at Song Huiyue unscrupulously.

Before Song Huiyue noticed Yin Xiao's gaze, Yin Xiao lowered his head and walked behind the butt of the carriage.

Song Huiyue didn't care about him. She had long been used to Yin Xiao's tail.

Let Yuanyuan take care of Song Qinghui first get on the carriage, and she said to King Jin: "Prince, see you again."

After saying that, she left without any nostalgia.

She came and went like the wind, and it was a hurricane that made the King of Jin feel confused.

After the strong wind, the King of Jin looked at Yin Xiao who was following the carriage with confidence, and anger surged in his heart.

The fire did not spread out, and it was all blocked in his stomach, stuffy, blocked, and swelled, almost causing him to burn both inside.

He gradually suppressed his emotions, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and turned back to the palace.

Song Huiyue's carriage swayed out of the Wangfu Street. As soon as she turned around, Xie Zhou stopped him.

"Sister Yue, don't worry, I'll say a few words to you."

Song Huiyue's head poked out from the car window: "Little starling."

"Called by Brother Zhou," Xie Zhou looked disgusted, "Angkor, Brother Zheng, Brother Wang, are fine."

Song Huiyue changed her mind like a good person: "Brother Zhou, what do you want to say to me?"
Chapter completed!