"My lord, you have to hurry up!" Under the constant urging of a charming maid, Qianye had no choice but to quicken his pace, and followed her to a side hall.
This place is really quiet, with its own courtyard, and once the small door is closed, nothing can be seen outside. The side hall is indeed small enough. There are two rooms at the front and back, one for sitting quietly and the other for resting. Together, they are no more than the size of a normal room.
The girl closed the courtyard door with a bang, patted her chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously said what was in her heart: "Fortunately, no one saw it!"
She rushed into the room like flying, and said: "Sir, please sit down, I will prepare tea for you."
In a blink of an eye, she came out with tea. This is a new product of the season, with a green color, clear and clear soup, and a deep and deep fragrance. It is really good tea, and the heat she brews is also just right. This is just the right word, behind it is time, energy and expenditure, and only the maids of wealthy families can do it.
Qianye barely knows a thing or two now, after tasting it, he said, "Good tea, good craftsmanship."
For this new tea, the water should not be too hot or too cold. It needs to be boiled and left to stand for a while before it can be put into the pot. It is quite a test of skill.
The maid was praised, she beamed, and said: "Young master, just drink a few more. There are a lot of good teas in this garden, and I will prepare them for you one by one."
Qianye smiled slightly, and said: "It seems that you still have good intentions, I'm afraid I won't be able to kill you."
The maid was stunned and said, "What are you talking about, young master?"
"Are you afraid that my identity will be leaked and attract a siege?"
The maid is also smart, she covered her mouth and chuckled, "Master already knows, why bother to say it? The Seventh Young Master will be here in a while, and if there is anything to do, you two can discuss it. There are many outsiders in the garden now, sir. The master can't control them. Besides, even if there are no outsiders, some gossip in the clan is really annoying."
Qianye smiled faintly, and said: "If you hide your ears and steal your bell, people will know about it sooner or later. After all, no matter how many people there are here, they can't be as many as the City of Unfallen. You don't have to worry that I won't be able to get out."
The maid was startled, and said: "There are no people from the Zhao Clan here."
Being able to say this shows that she has extraordinary knowledge, which is definitely not something that an ordinary maid can have. The reason why Unfalling City Qianye was able to escape, apart from his own combat power beyond most people's expectations, the secret assistance of the Zhao Clan and Song Zining was also an indispensable factor.
Qianye smiled slightly, and said: "It is true that there is no Zhao Clan here, but I am not who I was back then. Besides, the people of the Song Clan are more afraid of death. Although there are many people in this garden, they really dare to stand in front of me, probably Not many."
"You look gentle, why are you acting so rude." The maid blamed her, but her eyes were shining, staring at Qianye and looking left and right, so bold that people wanted to punish her severely.
Qianye laughed, "I haven't read much since I was a child."
"Huang Quan has always cultivated both civil and martial arts, and the people who come out are not just brave."
Being blocked by her words, Qianye didn't feel a little surprised. He took a deep look at her and said, "The Song Clan also has some talents. To be able to change into the maid's clothes in such a short period of time, is it from the inside out?" In addition, from head to toe, it is also rare!"
"I can't help it. The ancestor's funeral is a top priority, so don't disturb the quietness of her old man's house. Those maids are clumsy and can't speak, and they will probably delay things, so it's better for me to come by myself. Come, drink tea !"
She put another new cup of tea in front of Qianye. Qianye picked up a sip of tea, the tea was thick and long-lasting, and it was another realm.
While tasting tea, the maid said: "One more thing, Song Ziyan wants me to come over and help her see if your character and cultivation are worthy of her. But according to me, she picks and chooses." , as you get older, you will soon have to marry someone, it is not suitable for you at all, it is better for me!"
Qianye almost spit out a mouthful of tea, but managed to hold back and coughed a few times.
The maid sneered, stretched out her hand, and said, "Let's get to know each other formally, my name is Song Hui."
Qianye hesitated, but reached out to shake her hand. His hand didn't move, just touched it, but Song Hui grabbed Qianye's hand and squeezed it a few times, praising: "It's so slippery!"
Before coming to the Song Clan, Qianye had already imagined the worst possible situation. It was nothing more than a fight as soon as he entered the door, and then a bloody battle for thousands of miles, trying to find a way to break out of the empire.
But he never expected that he would be molested by the female hooligan as soon as he entered the door.
Qianye couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the Song Clan's thousand-year-old family is indeed a master.
Song Hui seemed to see what he was thinking, laughed, and said, "What are you thinking about? Sure enough, everyone is right. Qi Shao is gentle on the surface, but in fact he won't let go of mistakes. Zhao Jundu is supercilious and doesn't care Women in the world take it seriously. You look fierce, but in fact you are very thin-skinned and shy! Haha!"
Qianye was dumbfounded, and felt a mess in his heart, which was indescribable: "What is this?"
"It's nothing, it's just a secret passed down in our girls' boudoirs. Oh, it's not a secret anymore, basically all girls from aristocratic families know it. There is no way, who makes the three of you the most powerful and the best-looking!"
This sentence Qianye should neither, nor should it.
Song Hui simply sat beside Qianye, holding Qianye's hand calmly with a pair of wolf claws, and did not let go, and said softly: "Master Xiaoye..."
flutter! Qianye finally spit out the tea with a sip.
Song Hui hurriedly patted him on the back, but the one who smiled on his face had no good intentions.
"Hey, who told you this!?" Qianye was furious, with murderous intent evident in his words.
"You can't do anything to him after you say it, so why bother with yourself?"
"I see, Song Zining!" Qianye gritted his teeth. He used to dress up as a woman and used the name Qian Xiaoye. This past incident is an eternal pain in his heart, and if one more person knows it, he will silence it.
"Who is calling me?" Song Zining's voice came from the door.
Qianye snorted, his face was livid, he got up and walked outside.
Song Zining was a little baffled, and hurriedly stopped him, "It's finally here, why are you leaving?"
Qianye said with a cold face, "I dare not trouble you."
Song Zining was even more puzzled, "I don't want to be that bloody boss, what trouble could I have?"
"I don't want to be the boss, what are you doing when you come back?"
"I just want to come back and see my ancestor again." Song Zining's voice became softer.
Seeing his haggard appearance, Qianye couldn't bear to continue to be angry, and sighed: "I still remember the demeanor of my ancestors back then. When I come here this time, it's still up to you. You can do whatever you want, and you don't need to look at people's faces." .”
Before Song Zining could speak, Song Hui praised from the side: "Young Master Xiaoye is domineering!"
Qianye's face turned dark immediately, and Song Zining finally understood why Qianye was so angry just now.
Song Hui was not afraid, and stood in front of Qianye with her chest upright, and said, "Why, do you still want to hit me? I'll hit you, and I won't fight back."
She said not to fight back, and took two steps forward, her chest was about to hit Qianye's body. Qianye had no choice but to take a step back. As a result, he took a step back, and Song Hui took two steps forward, as if she was about to throw herself into his arms.
Seeing Qianye stepping back, Song Zining had no choice but to stand up and said with a straight face, "Hui'er, stop messing around, Qianye is a family man."
"I don't care, man, who doesn't have three wives and four concubines. Besides, Brother Seven, how dare you talk about family responsibilities for a guy like you who doesn't recognize anyone?"
Song Zining's face was green and purple, and he was so blocked that he couldn't speak.
Qianye had no other choice, so he stretched out a finger and touched Song Hui's forehead. Just this one finger prevented her from getting an inch in, no matter how she opened her teeth and claws, she couldn't touch Qianye's body.
It was safe for the time being, Qianye quickly asked: "Zining, what is the origin of this Miss Hui?"
Song Zining smiled wryly, and said: "Hui'er came from the original five families, but they were separated in the grandfather's generation, so Hui'er was not named according to the ranking of the master's family, but if it is considered relative by generation, she can be regarded as my cousin. In our generation, she is the most talented and learned, but it's a pity that she is a girl."
Song Hui snorted and said, "If you think so highly of me, why did you recommend Song Ziyan instead of me to Qianye? Oh, it seems that there is also that underage girl Song Yunqing!"
Song Zining didn't expect her to remember the old things of old rotten millet so firmly, sweating coldly, and said embarrassingly: "Well, although Ziyan doesn't have much talent, she is more suitable to be a wife. As for you, you are too... that smart."
"You mean, I'm more suitable to be a brother?"
Song Zining didn't say anything, but acquiesced.
Song Hui sneered, "Thinking around and talking so much is just because I'm afraid that I'm smarter than you and you won't be able to suppress me. Actually, although I'm not much better than Song Ziyan, two are enough."
It can make Song Zining talk badly, which shows how powerful Song Hui is. Qianye was also very curious about the two advantages she thought she had, so she couldn't help but ask, "Which two?"
"The person is smaller than her, but the chest is bigger than her!"
This sentence was so reasonable that Song Zining Qianye had no room to refute it.
Seeing the embarrassment of the two, Song Hui didn't bother, and said: "Okay, my task has been completed, and the elder meeting will start again soon, won't you go?"
"What is your mission?" Song Zining asked in surprise.
"Delaying time, it has been delayed a lot." Song Hui did not shy away.
Qianye and Song Zining looked at each other, and Song Zining's expression was very strange, and he said, "Are you delaying time? I think you have brought a lot of private goods with you?"
If you really want to delay time, how can you remind them that the elders meeting is about to be held.
Song Hui said with a smile: "I want to marry myself out, it's only right and proper, what's wrong."
"But Qianye is really not suitable." Song Zining knew Qianye's feelings for Yetong, so he didn't like Song Hui at all.
"It's much more suitable than someone like you." Song Hui's words hit Song Zining's seven inches.
Song Zining coughed and said, "I, I have a reason for that." If he wasn't so guilty, maybe he could be more convincing.
"Who wants to know your reason. You go, the elders have already started."
Qianye looked at Song Zining, waiting for him to make a decision.
Song Zining pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, and said, "I didn't intend to participate, but since you are here, Qianye, let's just go over and listen to what these guys are planning to do. When we get there, what do you want?" Just do what you do, say what you want, you don’t need to be polite, and you don’t need to think about me.”
"Okay." Qianye nodded.
Seeing the two people going away, Song Hui sighed softly and said to herself: "I have tried my best."
At least compared to when he came here, the murderous aura on Qianye's body at this moment has been reduced a lot.