I thought that after being turned away after being turned away, my family would leave with anger. But unexpectedly, in the next few days, Yong Hebi would still bring people to visit me. Even if I was turned away, I would not be angry and greet Miss Su's condition with respect.

This is how it takes three days in a row.

Even Su Xiaozhao couldn't help but suppress his legs and said in a convincing manner: "Look at it, people can do this to achieve this level in order to gain fame. What reason do we have to not work hard for our dreams?"

What he said is righteousness. When he didn't know that her dream was to steal the wolf from the prince's family in the dark?

Ying Liu on the eaves curled his lips and responded perfunctorily: "Oh." Then he continued to lower his head and carve a piece of wood in his hand with a carving knife...

The private school rests for a day on the fifth, fifteenth and twenty-fiveth day of the lunar month, so the two of them are idle on this day and don’t have to get up early to rush to the school hall in the town. They are all passing the time in the villa.

However, Miss Su is the busy Miss Su, and there is no word "idle" in her world.

In Su Xiaozhao's words, even if she is too lazy to think and does not step out of the door, her body consumes nearly 80% of her energy just to maintain her breathing and not die. All her lively movements account for only 20%. So, if she does nothing, how sorry is her body that is trying to breathe?

So, after completing the daily morning exercises, Miss Su, who has a self-contained outlook on life and values, ran into the room with vitality in order not to let down her body's efforts, and I don't know what she was trying to do...

Watching the girl's figure disappear behind the door, Ying turned around and her eyes fell on the wood that Ying Liuzheng was carving intently, which had already appeared in the prototype.

"You seem to be very attentive to her." Ying Yi said indifferently.

"Ah?" Ying Liu replied slowly, then blew away the wood chips, and kept carving the knife in his hand, and replied casually, "No, I'm just idle."

But in his spare time, he would never sit or stand in a daze...

Ying raised her eyes and looked at the boy whose face was tense tightly because of concentration. After a while, she slowly looked away and landed on the pear blossom tree outside the eaves again - and now, he was the only one left in a daze.

"Hey, see what I found?"

The girl's excitement sound came. Ying looked down and saw her holding a dusty guqin in her arms, standing under the eaves, tilting her head to smile at the two of them: "Hey, I've found my dream!"

Ying Liu also put down the wood in his hand, looked down and said, "You can play this? I don't believe it."

"Of course, listen--" Miss Su tilted her head, stretched out a finger and plucked it up, and then she said, "Do, come, mi, so, la... Look, how simple."

Ying Liu almost slid his feet down from the eaves. According to her, as long as she doesn't break her hands, would she be able to do it?

"How did this become your dream?" he asked in confusion.

Under the warm light in the early morning, Su Xiaozhao put up his lips and a bright smile appeared on his face: "You may not know, but before I died, actually..."

"Stop! I don't want to listen!" Ying Liu immediately shook his head like a sieve, remembering the frustration dominated by her lies.

“…is a bard. My name is Vladimir Ivanovic Dostoevsky Marklov Su.”

"I have sang the legendary deeds of the brave dragon slayer, the sins and tyranny of the rulers, and all the ethereal and romantic love stories..."

She said affectionately in an aria: "Ah! As long as I have left the footprints of my Vladimir Ivanovich Dostoevsky Marklov Sue, I will leave countless stories I have brought! Ah! I never create legends, I am just a porter of legends!"

In the dark lines on the faces of the two, she turned to confess and said, "Yes, I am not Su Jack, nor the dragon slayer I have told you. He is just the hero I respect the most in the poems I have ever sung..."

"So, is there any follow-up to Su Jack's story?" Ying Liu's forehead swelled with blue veins and interrupted her, "Forget it, I'd better listen to you singing."

Su Xiaozhao hurriedly ran to the tree with a Qin in his arms and sat happily.

She cleared her throat, stroked the piano with her hands, and drooped her slender fingers downwards, plucking up with a destructive and destructive force: "Ah, earth~ marmot, ah earth~ marmot—"

The scales progressed verbatim, and the tone became more and more high. Su Xiaozhao had to raise his neck and sing his neck to the sky with the most affectionate voice:

"Ah, groundhog is by your side! Ah, earth~ marmot, ah, earth~ marmot—"

"...I'm sorry, Yingyi, it seems that I made a wrong decision." Yingliu repented with pain.

“…”

At the entrance of the villa, the man's hand that lifted the curtain of the sedan chair was stagnant, and was shocked by the howl of the wolf that could soar into the sky.

"Mr., do we need it..."

The man silently then slowly lowered the curtain and said, "No need to inform me."

Anyway, he knew that the people in the village didn't want him to enter the villa, and he also knew that the people in the village knew that he didn't want to enter.

Although he was suspicious when he was visiting the door for the first time, he was now in his door, and to outsiders, he was no longer criticized for his feelings or reason.

"Go back." Yong Hebi pressed his furrowed eyebrows with his fingertips.

...

So, the Yong family's chariot and followers turned back from the villa again. The difference was that the horse ran a lot faster this time when it scattered its legs.

Miss Su, who was singing loudly in the village, did not know that her groundhog song would echo in the dreams of more than two people tonight...

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As the carriage slowly drove through the streets of the town, a noisy and tender voice came from the sound of a child—

"Wait, stop first." Yong Hebi in the sedan chair suddenly said.

The coachman quickly stopped the reins and stopped.

On the street, a child's reciting sound came: "One return is like one entering, see one entering into ten. Two entering into five, two entering into ten... Oh, I met you, kill you two beads!"

Yong Hebi paused, got off the carriage in person, walked over and asked, "What did you read just now? Can you read it again and let me hear it?"

The boy stuttered and memorized the abacus again. Not only that, he also took the abacus and said flauntfully how fun it was.

Yong Hebi's eyes turned darker and he thought for a long time. After silently reciting it in his heart several times, he asked again: "Who taught you this mantra?"

These children do not understand the value of this mantra and abacus, but they can see the rare value at a glance.

"It was taught by the Master in the private school." The boy blinked his big eyes and shone with admiration. "Master Su is so good. Really, she never hits our palms with a ruler, and teaches us to play games. Big brother, do you also want to go to the private school? Master will not accept your money."

"Master Su?" Yong Hebi pondered.

The aide behind him, Lu Zixie, also spoke out: "Young Master, I never thought that there were such a crouching tiger, hidden dragons in this Pianye Town, who had never heard of..."

Yong Hebi thought about it, then ordered seriously: "Send someone to inquire about the Master Su from the private school."

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"Ah, earth~ marmot, ah earth~ marmot—"

While Miss Su was singing to the sky, the group of people who came and walked outside the door naturally fell into the eyes of the two people on the eaves.

"Is this really good to let the little madman get involved in the matter between the Yong family and the prince's party?" Ying Liu frowned and asked worriedly.

"She is going back to Beijing next month, and sooner or later she will not be out of the matter." Ying Yi said.

"Yingyi." Ying Liu emphasized his tone and looked at him and said, "Actually, I wanted to ask last time, why did you ask her to return to the capital? You know Miss Yi's identity, how dangerous it would be if she went back there."

It was obvious that when the lady was there, they just hoped that the lady could stay away from the turbulent and turbulent city, marry and have children, and live her life safely.

Why have I changed my attention now and wanted her to go back?

"Miss is a lady, she is her."

"I know, but—" Ying Liu stopped and pursed her lips tightly, "It would be unfair to the little madman, she didn't know anything. Wouldn't it be good to let her live happily in this villa like this? Why do you have to let her go back and intervene in the affairs of the court?"

Yingyi lowered her eyes and said lightly: "If it were a lady, I wouldn't advise her to return to Beijing. But if it was her... don't you think that if she goes back, the Gu family and the Ministry of Film and Health will still have the possibility of survival?"

"I can't care so much." Ying Liu said with anger and said without saying goodbye, "I only know that she is not a lady, so she doesn't have to make any sacrifices for the Gu family. The meaning of the existence of the Ministry of Yingfu is to live safely for the lady. What if she has a few good and two bad things?"

"Yingyi, is the Gu family or the young lady you are loyal to?" he asked.

Ying Yi was silent for a long time and suddenly asked, "What about you?"

In Ying Liuwei's stunned expression, he raised his eyes, his eyes quiet and deep: "Is the person you want to be loyal to now, a lady or her?"

If the original lady came back, how should he handle himself?

"I..." Ying Liu let out a short voice and stopped.

He frowned his dark eyebrows, his eyes were foggy, and his eyes fell on the girl under the tree in the distance—

She was already tired of singing at this time, and was drooping her head, her slender and curled eyelashes drooping quietly, gently and shallowly, casting a curved shadow under her eyelids. She leaned casually in front of the tree trunk, with one hand on her chin, and tweaking the strings one by one, faintly bored and faintly…

“I have walked many places and brought groundhogs by my side.”

"For the sake of life, I wandered around with a groundhog." The girl Youche's voice was low, and she became almost whispering, just like the soft pear blossoms in the early morning of early spring and the soft clouds. "Ah groundhog, a groundhog, a groundhog, a groundhog are by your side..."

"I am the Miss's Shadow Guard." Ying Liu said softly, "But no matter whether the Miss will come back in the future, I just want to guard the little madman now."

"There should be someone who will play with her."

After saying that, he did not look at Yingyi's reaction, grabbed the carved wood and flew down from the eaves: "Little madman, your thoughts on snow wolf silver lining, then-"

"Hey?! It's amazing, it's exactly the same!" The girl was amazed and disgusted again, "What a pity, this little look is not right, tsk tsk."

"Just just a piece of wood, how can you look at me? Don't give it back to me."

"Hey, don't!"

...

Looking at the two people talking and laughing in the distance, Yingyi slowly lowered her eyes, and the eyes that were circumcised like black feathers became indifferent and confused.

"So, can't it be me?"

Immediately, he shook his head, and his eyes turned calm and calm: he was just a sharp blade and shouldn't have thought too much.
Chapter completed!