Song Yue had never heard of Snowy Mountain, and had even thought that Bai Xian was drunk, so he thought that it would be better for him to listen to the words of a drunk person.

"Yes, it's all my fault. This little deity, I'll send you home now."

He wanted to take Bai Xian's arm and carry her home, but Bai Xian refused to cooperate and always tried to pull his hand away.

Song Yue's forehead was drenched in sweat. Looking at Bai Xian who was blabbering nonsense, he decided to send her home as soon as possible. Besides, when she wakes up from the alcohol, she won't remember anything.

Song Yue made up his mind. He suddenly grabbed Bai Xian's waist, and then soared into the sky, using the lightness exercise to send him back to his room.

Maybe because of the alcohol, Bai Xian fell asleep when Song Yue used the lightness exercise to fly up.

Song Yue helped her take off her shoes and even used a handkerchief to lightly wipe Bai Xian's face. Her gentle strength was similar to wiping off a priceless jade.

He gave one last glance at Bai Xian before he once again drove his lightness exercise and left.

If he had left a few seconds later, he would have been able to hear the heartfelt words of Bai Xian that sounded like drunk words, "Shao Yue, why did you give me a ring, and leave me behind?"

The next morning, Bai Xian felt as if her head had been ruthlessly grinded by an excavator. She punched herself hard twice before she sat up.

She quickly washed up and changed her clothes. It was already late, and in order to not delay the opening of the shop, she pulled Bai’s mother along to the morning market to buy vegetables.

The mother and daughter pair's clothes were no longer as shabby as when Bai Xian had teleported here. Bai Xian affectionately held onto Bai’s mother's arm, and carefully selected the dishes.

The mother and daughter talked as they bought vegetables. Bai’s mother asked, "Xian Er, when did you come back yesterday? Mother didn't even hear anything yesterday morning. "

Had his mother not helped him back to his room? Bai Xian's back was immediately drenched in cold sweat. She forced out a smile: "Mother, I've been home since morning. Maybe I didn't take many light steps, you didn't hear that, right?"

The Bai’s mother would naturally not doubt Bai Xian. Her daughter was so obedient, she would definitely not lie.

If Bai Xian could hear the thoughts in Bai’s mother's heart, she would probably cry bitterly.

When the two of them entered the Bai Yue Stall, Bai Xian told the Bai’s mother to go to the great hall and sit. The water in the well was too cold, he could wash the vegetables by himself.

As Bai Xian washed the vegetables, he began to work hard to recall the events from last night. He had pulled Song Yue along to drink, and when they had just drunk a few cups, he had still remembered.

A few thoughts flashed past Bai Xian's mind. Oh god, I actually took the initiative to hug Song Yue. It has to be said that I've worked so hard to pursue Shao Yue in my previous life, and I've never hugged him before.

Bai Xian didn't care about the water that was on her hands as she covered her face in frustration. Did Song Yue think that he was a silly girl?

Although there were many women who came to the Bai Yue Stall to eat for the sake of seeing the handsome Song Yue, they did not like his beauty at all.

Just as Bai Xian was at a loss, Song Yue came over: "Shopkeeper, prepare to welcome guests."

Hearing Song Yue's especially distant address, Bai Xian thought that she had taken the initiative yesterday to scare him. She tried her best to calm down, and said with a straight face: "Alright, I understand."

Seeing Bai Xian's expression, Song Yue thought that she would find out about him secretly kissing her last night. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly turned around and fled the backyard.

When Bai Xian saw Song Yue, who was frantically trying to escape, think that he really hated her, his heart ached.

Once the misunderstanding was formed, if he didn't think of a way to explain it, then the misunderstanding would snowball. The more he rolled, the more he rolled.

Bai Xian and Song Yue seemed to have fallen into a cold war from the very start. Every time Bai Xian saw him, he would lower his head without saying a word.

When the two of them met, it was as if a mouse had seen a cat. This abnormal reaction was too obvious, even Bai Xiu had noticed it.

Bai Xiu secretly looked for Bai Xian: "Sister, did you quarrel with Teacher?"

Bai Xiu patted his brother's head. Was what he did so obvious? It was obvious that he had been the one to hide from her.

"Little Xiu, don't think too much. Big Sis didn't argue with Teacher."

Although Bai Xiu was young, he lived in such a family and had his own way of observing people's expressions. "Sister is lying, for the past few days you and Teacher have not spoken a word, the two of you are weird."

Bai Xian's heart ached, so his own performance was so obvious. Even little brother was able to tell, then Song Yue must have sensed it.

She sighed softly, "Little Xiu, sometimes, we can't control other people's thoughts. We can only do what we have to do, understand?"

Bai Xiu knew nothing about the relationship between men and women. Seeing Bai Xian's dejected look, Bai Xiu comforted his sister: "Elder sister, you're already very strong. You're much stronger than me."

Bai Xian laughed: "Then can we, Xiao Xiu, study properly and try to get the top scorer to come back?"

Song Yue stood at the door from a distance, watching the siblings intimate their conversation. He did not know why Bai Xian had hidden from him, and he thought she hated that kiss.

That night, Bai Xian's soft and tender face was like the most tender cheese. He did not want Bai Xian to hate him.

After Bai’s mother sent away the last customer, she turned around and saw Song Yue staring at the direction of the backyard. She sighed, it seemed like Song Yue had feelings for her.

Bai’s mother thought that if it wasn't for his father being executed by order of the Emperor, Bai Xian would have been the young miss of the Bai Family. But now, they were just ordinary people.

Bai’s mother made a decision that he definitely could not let Bai Xian marry Song Yue. The Song brothers had strange identities and might even be people from the capital.

Everyone worked together to close the store. Just as they were about to walk out from the backyard, a few people suddenly walked in.

The few of them were dressed in silks and silk, their faces looked extremely wretched, holding large blades and staffs in their hands, the leader smiled at Bai Xian and the others.

"Hey, who is the boss of Bai Yue Stall?"

This was not the first time Bai Xian heard this. Last time, when the yamen runners came to arrest people, this was also the first sentence they said.

Song Yue sensed that the people were not friendly and immediately blocked Bai’s mother, Bai Xian and Bai Xiu behind them.

"I'm the boss."

mixed immediately stopped laughing and stared at him: "Hey, do you think I'm a fool? Bai Yue Stall's boss is a little girl, are you a little girl?"

The mixed s spoke disgraceful words towards Song Yue, making him so angry that he wanted to rush up and beat them up.

Song Yue interrupted them while looking for a suitable weapon. Previously, Bai Xian and Bai Xiu had sat in the backyard and peeled off the chestnuts.

At this time, Song Yue and the others were about two meters away from the window sill. As he was speaking, he was bringing everyone else and slowly moved towards the window sill.

Bai Xian was thinking quickly at the back, she sensed Song Yue's intentions and started to move unnoticed.

They slowly approached the windowsill, and when Song Yue tried to stretch his arms out to grab the blade, the mixed suddenly made their move.

Who told you to offend people you shouldn't have. In this town, you are nothing but insignificant ants.

The Bai’s mother pressed Bai Xiu under his body and protected him with all his might. On the other hand, Song Yue and Bai Xian reached out one to grab the treasured blade, and the other to grab the iron plough.

Faster, faster, both Bai Xian and Song Yue were shouting in their hearts, time seemed to have stopped running in this small courtyard.