As soon as the front foot of the letter was sent by Jiao Mei, the back foot of the letter, ye Xiangbo sent someone to invite her to the front hall for dinner.
Although he was a little surprised, ye Sang's face didn't show. He only frowned.
"You said the master invited me to the front hall for dinner?" Ye sang, wearing a cloak, went to the door and asked the little fellow standing at the gate of the courtyard.
Little Si nodded, just lowered his head. As she approached, he was more and more tense.
Some time ago, it was well known that xiaojuyuan was haunted. People were already in a panic. Even the servants of Yefu tried not to get close to it.
It's not surprising that the boy would be so frightened when he saw Ye sang.
Knowing all this, ye sang smiles and says quietly, "OK, I know. You can go back to your life."
Her voice was light and soft, and there was no haze in her imagination.
The little boy couldn't help but lift his eyes subconsciously. It was ye Sangmei's peaceful appearance.
She was wearing a cloak and a withered tree was standing beside her. A lot of fine snow was piled up on the dry and jagged branches, falling with the wind to her shoulders and hair tips, little by little, just like her expression, which was inexplicably reassuring.
Although Ye sang grew up in Yefu, he didn't have many opportunities to appear in the public.
Surprised that the fourth young lady had this kind of temperament, the boy was stunned.
He really didn't expect that the fourth young lady would be so good-looking. In his memory, the emaciated fourth young lady seemed to have become plump after her engagement. Even her cheeks became plump. Her facial features were not outstanding, but she was gentle and patient. Just standing there, she had a desire to continue to look.
He couldn't help staring.
Maybe he saw it for too long. A strong wind blew from his cheeks and stabbed into the bone marrow with a little bit of murderous Qi.
He instantly revived, only to feel all kinds of horror, such as magic Xiao ground from the bottom of my heart.
When he thought about the soft and quiet face of Shangye mulberry again, he suddenly shuddered at the thought of the sinister murderous spirit.
"That four young ladies, the slave went back to reply life." He turned pale, and without waiting for yesang to respond, he ran away and left in a hurry.
Looking at his reflection, ye sang couldn't help laughing, knowing that it was the secret guard who scared the other side away.
Who knows, her smile, but let the front of the little guy feel more and more hair hole creepy.
"Plop -" he walked quickly, slipped and fell to the ground heavily.
"Ghost, ghost..."
He screamed at once and ran away quickly.
Behind him, ye sang blinked innocently, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.
Under the withered trees, in the cold wind, I saw a beautiful.
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After the winter solstice, it is no longer as early and dark as before.
But in the evening, the sky suddenly began to rain, light rain under the urgent, unexpected.
Jiao Mei came back before dinner. She was wet all over. She was playing the rain on her body at the door: "miss."
Ye sang hurried past, will be ready to dry PAZI handed in the past: "quickly wipe."
Jiao Mei nodded. Under the urging of Ye sang, she went to the bathroom to wash away her moisture and put on her clothes.
"What's the situation over there at Baoguang temple?" See her come out, ye sang asked.
She passed a cup of ginger tea.
Jiao Mei took it. Her little face turned red with steam, and her round eyes were filled with joy: "Miss Zhou and Mrs. Li are all well. Before leaving, Miss Zhou asked her maid to tell her that she had a chance to meet Master Qingchan two days ago, saying that it was speculation. One day, she will introduce the young lady. "
Zen master of the Qing Dynasty is a well-known eminent monk in Rongcheng. He is a man of immortal character and eloquence. It is said that he is more than 100 years old.
In this age of no more than 60, we can be regarded as the immortal in the eyes of the public. Moreover, in his early years, he was presented by the former Emperor and served as a national teacher for a period of time. His divination was no longer a matter of words. Until the death of the former queen, he left the Imperial Palace and returned to Rongcheng.
People today know very little about his early years. She knew it from her last time when she chatted with Zhou Xiaoyue in Baoguang temple.
At this time, ye sang had to sigh that there was a elder sister who married into the capital. She knew more about the secret than ordinary people.
It's also an opportunity for Zhou to make friends with him.
So it's not surprising that Jiao Mei would be so happy to be introduced by Zhou Yue.
Jiao Mei is happy. Ye sang doesn't want to sweep her heart, but she also knows that Xiyue's chance is not what anyone can have. She doesn't ask for it.
She smiles, pinches Jiao Mei's naive face, and says, "I'm not finished yet. When I'm finished, I'll go to the front hall for dinner."
Ye Xiangbo asked her for the first time. She had to be more careful.
Smell speech, Jiao Mei a Leng, thin show eyebrow twist up, feel Ye Xiang Bo has a purpose, nodded, quickly poured the bowl of ginger tea.
The original relaxed and joyful expression was covered by a kind of dignified caution.The master and servant cleared up and went to the front hall with an umbrella.
Wind and rain, Rao is careful, rain or wet shoes.
The waiter on one side quickly took a thin blanket and asked them to step on it to press water.
When ye sang walked in, it was a picture of a harmonious family of three.
Ye Xiangbo and Xu sat in front of the round table early. On one side, ye yourong is dressed up in a bright and beautiful way. The gold hairpin with emerald and emerald embedded on his head is conspicuous from the outside, and it is striking everywhere.
Her eyebrows were pretty and she was talking to Xu.
But Chuntao, the maid who had always followed her, did not appear. Instead, she was replaced by a new, ordinary looking girl who was about thirteen or fourteen years old.
Seeing ye sang approaching, the beauty in ye yourong's eyes suddenly cools. He pinches the handkerchief in his hand and says with a smile: "where is the wind coming from, blowing my sister?"
The atmosphere on the table cooled as soon as the words came out.
Xu frowned and glanced at Ye sang without any trace, but he didn't make trouble strangely.
Seeing this, ye sang kept smiling and said, "father."
He took a seat.
As soon as ye sang sat down, ye yourong could not control the bitterness and bitterness on his face: "it's just bad luck that my father allowed you to have dinner with us!"
Hearing the word "bad luck", ye Sang's face didn't change. He said with a smile: "it seems that my sister has been taking good care of herself these days, but the baby in her stomach is a little clever?"
Her eyes fell on ye yourong's heavily made up face, and the light in her eyes seemed like a clear pool.
Ye yourong was frozen by her eyes, and her arrogant expression turned into a trace of anger.
She could not help but hold her hand tightly. She heard something in yesang's words, and her heart was a little flustered.
But she thought that Chuntao didn't come with her, and she was imprisoned in Cuiyu Pavilion, and the last mistake was also rounded by her. How can ye sang see the problem?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but settle down. Her eyes toward Ye sang were a little sharp and sarcastic: "it's not the same as before, so I feel better yesterday. I must know that my father has come back, and my children know how to be filial, and I don't want to worry about me anymore..."
With that, she bowed her head, stretched out her hand, and caressed her stomach lovingly.
After all, it's not really having children. It's hard to avoid being weird to show such an expression.
The angle plum lips Cape of the back drew to draw, without trace ground moved to open an eye.
And ye sang is also a meal, slowly shifted his attention, looking at ye Xiangbo.
Before she could speak, she heard the announcement from the doorman.
"Miss Xu is here."
Language falls, Xu Biqing and Linglong came in.
In the daytime, she was dressed in a water pink rib skirt and a Bijia with snow-white mink fur. She looked beautiful and attractive.
The man on the main seat, his eyes are dim, and his eyes sweep past her Qianqian waist without any trace.
Ye yourong frowned when he saw her so bright. When he thought of last time's parting, his eyes showed a trace of disdain without thinking. He gently "hummed" and put aside his face.
"Uncle, aunt." Xu Biqing answered sweetly, and then took a seat.
From the beginning to the end, he never looked at ye Xiangbo. His behavior was alienated and respectful.
Seeing this, ye Xiangbo frowned. Until she sat down, he looked at the little servant on one side and asked, "where's the second young master?"
It's a family dinner tonight. It's hard to say that ye Jiajun doesn't show up at this time.
What's more, even if he doesn't control his son any more, he knows that two months later, father and son haven't seen each other, which is not normal.
After hearing this, Xu gave a farfetched smile and said, "you know, Jia Jun's temperament has changed during this period of time. He's going to have a spring test next year. Naturally, he will work harder..."
She fooled the past with a random reason.
Now Jia Jun's temperament is more and more eccentric. Even if she is a mother, she doesn't dare to provoke half a cent.
Thinking of her son's more and more gloomy house, she clenched her hand and felt uncomfortable. She swept Ye Sang's eyes with a strong hatred.
If it were not for yesang, her son would not
Thinking of this, he heard ye Xiangbo say: "it's OK. When Jia Rong comes back, let him learn from his brother."
Hearing the speech, Xu turned his head immediately and nodded his head.
Soon, the dishes were served.
At the dinner table, the atmosphere was quiet and there was no sign of peace.
If ye sangmian was calm, he would hold the chopsticks in an orderly way after he took off the chopsticks.
Until half eaten, ye Xiangbo suddenly opened his mouth and said with a light face: "in two days, Rong Rong will get married. Ye sang, you are the elder sister. During these days, Hao Sheng and his younger sister are close. If there is anything in the future, you can take care of each other."This words is like thunder, ye Sang's hand with vegetables suddenly, Rao is as indifferent as she, after hearing this sentence, she also looked at him in surprise, as if she had said something from his mouth.
On one side, even ye yourong was stunned.