Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 1300: Fang's heart is beating wildly

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"Lost?" Song Qingshu's face changed, thinking that as the eldest lady of the Imperial College offering wine, there are always servants to take care of her when she travels, so she can still get lost, obviously she was abducted by human traffickers.

No matter which world you are in, human traffickers are an abhorrent existence. Song Qingshu knew that the eldest lady of the Li family might be in danger. Either she was sold into slavery or sold into a brothel. However, it is hard to say these words clearly. Comfortingly said: "Ma'am, your elder sister has her own destiny, maybe she will be rescued by a noble person."

"I hope so." Li Wan sighed, in fact, his family had already given up hope for this.

After arriving at the hall, Li Wan originally planned to go back to the inner house directly, but Song Qingshu's pleasantries had an effect, and the thin-skinned Miss Li was embarrassed to just leave like this, so she asked aloud: "Everyone It's been so long, haven't you had time to ask the son's name?"

If he was in Jia's mansion, as Li Wan's widow, he would never have such a conversation with a man in private, but now that he is back in his own home, he doesn't have so many scruples, and just after leaving Jia's mansion, it seems like a mountain that has been suppressed in his heart. After being moved away, she also seemed more excited and relaxed than usual.

"I'm Song Qingshu, this time I came here specially to see your father." Song Qingshu replied.

"Song Qingshu? Why is this name so familiar?" Li Wan muttered to himself, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, suddenly thought of something, and looked at him in shock, "Are you the fairy who ascended to the sky to summon rain?"

Song Qingshu was startled, then smiled and said: "Song is not superhuman, but he can't be called a fairy."

Li Wan's face turned red, and she realized that she was overreacting, but it's not her fault, because of Sang Feihong of Wuhumen, Song Qingshu's deeds have already been compiled into various storytelling dramas in the streets and alleys, It was sung in restaurants and teahouses, and I don't know how many boudoir girls' hearts are moved, even the female family members in Jia's mansion are no exception.

Li Wan sometimes couldn't help but think in the dead of night, if that legendary figure suddenly stepped on colorful auspicious clouds one day to rescue him from the sea of suffering, that would be great.

Although Li Wan's heart was as dry as wood and ashes in the eyes of the people around her, only she knew that there was still a faint spark under the ashes of the dead wood, as if she was waiting for something.

Of course, Li Wan is a married person after all, so reason prevails. She also understands that most of these storytellers are exaggerated and exaggerated. There is no such perfect man in the world.

But what happened in the palace last night was witnessed by thousands of people, even many people outside the palace were lucky enough to witness it. When the specific news came out from the palace, the entire Lin'an City was shocked.

Li Wan originally went to bed very early, but only after hearing the excited discussions of the maids did he know what happened, and he was a little crazy.

However, the feelings of a girl come and go quickly, she quickly remembered her identity, buried some thoughts that she shouldn't have deeply in her heart, and when she was in a slump, she asked Mother Jia for a vacation and went back to her mother's house to relax Relax, Mother Jia actually feels sorry for her granddaughter-in-law, so naturally there is no reason not to refuse.

But how did Li Wan expect to see that man who passed on the miraculously at home, and he had never looked at him carefully before, but now that he knew his identity, he subconsciously looked at him, and only felt that he was handsome with handsome eyebrows and starry eyes, even more so. The key is that there is a unique temperament of calmness, calmness and breezyness all over the body, which fits perfectly with the imagined image.

With Song Qingshu's current cultivation base, he could naturally hear Li Wan's heartbeat nearly double that of just now, and he couldn't help being startled, could it be that his charm has really been cultivated to the point where he can take someone's chastity thousands of miles away, even this long-lost widow? Will pretty widows be tempted

But he quickly dispelled this thought in his mind, after all, he was not so narcissistic: "Ma'am, ma'am?"

"Ah~" Li Wan finally came back to his senses, even though he didn't touch it, he still knew that his face was very hot, "I don't know what's the matter with the young master coming to the house this trip?" It was unprecedented enough for her to ask her name before. , How can I ask visitors about things.

Song Qingshu explained her reason for coming, and Li Wan's heart moved. The whole Lin'an city knew that he was wronged in Yue Fei's case, but she knew that as the daughter-in-law of the Jia family, she couldn't express her opinion easily, so she could only say apologetically. : "I don't care about things on weekdays, I can only wait for my father to come back."

Even though she said that, she thought highly of him from the bottom of her heart. After all, everyone knew about Yue Fei's grievances, but after so many years, no one stood up to uphold justice for him. Obviously, he was worried about offending the emperor, but Song Qingshu had no hesitation. Standing up without hesitation, this spirit is heartbreaking.

"Is that so..." Song Qingshu had expected it a long time ago, but he didn't take it seriously, "Madam's husband is the son of Shumi Jia?"

Li Wan subconsciously nodded, thinking of her status as a widow, she secretly sighed again.

"Since Madam is a member of Jia's family, I don't know what the attitude of the clerk Jia is towards this matter?" Song Qingshu thought to himself that waiting here is idle anyway, so why not ask around to see if he can get any information from Li Wan, even if it is nothing. If not, it would be great to chat with such a beautiful young woman to pass the time.

Sure enough, Li Wan still shook his head, and said apologetically, "I'm in Jia's mansion, I've never heard anything outside the window, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you."

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "After all, madam is the daughter-in-law of Jia's house, so why make yourself look like a monk of the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha. In the future, madam can try to participate in the affairs of the house, life may be more exciting .”

Li Wan thought that with Wang Xifeng's strong temper, how could the whole Jia family have room to intervene? She didn't want to continue discussing these things, so she hastily changed the subject: "I heard yesterday that the son went to the sky to pray for rain, can you tell me how you did it?"

Seeing that her eyes were a little more lively and energetic than usual, Song Qingshu secretly lamented how good it has always been like this, the appearance of walking dead before made people feel distressed.

"Young Master?" Seeing that Song Qingshu kept staring at her without answering, Li Wan felt ashamed and annoyed. If she was stared at by a man like this on weekdays, she would get up and leave immediately, but today she doesn't know whether she is curious about the answer or what. The figure moved a few times, but in the end he couldn't make up his mind.

Song Qingshu finally came to his senses, and said with a slight smile: "Didn't Madam just say that I'm a fairy, and it's only normal for a fairy to call wind and rain."

Seeing his playful eyes, Li Wan's heart beat wildly again, but she also understood that the two met by chance, and the other party was unwilling to tell the truth, thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel dark.

Seeing that the hall fell into an embarrassing silence, a burst of laughter suddenly came from not far away: "It turns out that Mr. Song is here, please trouble Mr. to wait for a long time."—

As I was writing, I suddenly learned the news of Huang Yi's Broken Void, and I was really saddened and full of emotion