Song Ye also didn't expect that such a careless question could reveal a big piece of gossip.
Zhou Qingqing was silent for a while, Song Ye also didn't speak because of shock, and the scene fell into a strange silence for a while.
After a long time, Song Ye raised his hand to his lips and coughed twice, "Ahem, you... like the head of the family?"
With a bang, the person who asked the question was still in trouble, but the person who was asked turned red, like a cooked crab. Zhou Qingqing hurriedly waved his hands and explained, "No, no, I was just talking nonsense in a panic. It’s not like, it’s just a secret love at most, it’s unrequited love, just daydreaming, whatever you want…”
Damn it, this is all nonsense, let me go to hell. Zhou Qingqing, who was struggling to his death, was completely desperate. He raised his head and rolled his eyes and stopped talking.
Song Ye touched his nose and felt that this explanation was really better than no explanation at all.
After all, listening to a twenty-eight-year-old girl talking about her love for her father, the feeling is quite subtle.
But when she thought that there was Ye Meirou in this house, she felt that this matter could not be left alone, so for the first time she gossiped about other people's love affairs, "You have been in the disciple hall for ten years, just for him?"
In fact, if you think about it carefully, you will know that there is something fishy in it.
Zhou Qingqing has been the person in charge of the disciple hall for ten years. That is, he has achieved outstanding results and his talent is high enough at the age of seventeen or eighteen, but he has never entered the inner chamber or gotten married. Looking deeper into the reason, it is simply that he has already I like the person, but I know that I am in love with a hopeless person, so I have remained single.
She was usually so careless that people ignored her.
Now, Zhou Qingqing no longer hides anything from Song Ye. He gave up and rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, yes, yes. Ten years ago, I fell in love at first sight and couldn't help myself. I didn't know what I could do and started to have unrequited love. I have been in love for ten years."
A lovesickness lasts for ten years.
It seems that Zhou Qingqing, who said these words so calmly and calmly, was not so calm in his heart.
Before she could think of a good resignation response, Zhou Qingqing, who didn't follow the usual rules, had already opened his mouth and said a lot, "You can't blame me. I was young at the time and I was rescued from the countryside. It’s normal for me to be obsessed with a handsome guy when I see him for the first time. In this face-based world, it’s hard for me to make do with the best I’ve ever seen. Every year I make up my mind to give up, and I have to be obsessed again in the disciple competition. Last time, I drank this ecstasy soup for ten years. I am old but he is not old yet, and I am also very desperate. Now that I live in a house, it is even worse. I would rather not get better in my life than to watch this Open your face and don’t try to persuade anyone.”
This confession was both funny and one could hear the helplessness in it. It also dismissed all Song Ye's words of comfort.
This person was determined to have unrequited love until the end. It was useless for her to say more, so she simply did not waste her words. She just lightly reminded: "The incident of Takahashi Orika is still fresh in my mind. You should understand that women's intrigues are more complicated than others." Any weapon is terrifying. There is no shortage of women like this around the family master. You must be careful here."
She didn't name anyone, but she believed Zhou Qingqing would understand.
"I know, I'm just saying this just because I'm close to you." Zhou Qingqing is not an idiot, otherwise he would not have been able to maintain his position as the person in charge of the disciple hall for ten years, nor would he have been able to hide his thoughts for ten years.
The women around Shao Yichen, whether it is Ye Meili or Ye Meirou, are not fuel-efficient lamps.
Seeing her like this, Song Ye finally felt relieved and didn't make any more comments about this relationship.
After all, it is a matter between two people, and no outsider can interfere.
After leaving the main house, she carried a small baggage and went straight to the Ye family's territory. As a disciple of the inner chamber, she could directly enter the main house past the housekeeper's room.
Song Ye turned over the top of the mountain and faintly saw an ancient building with golden bricks and vermilion walls from the floating white clouds on the mountainside. Although it inherited the style of the Shao family's main house from the Northern Song Dynasty, it looked different from the color tone. It's splendid and extravagant.
From the first time he saw Ye Meili, Song Ye knew that she was a woman who enjoyed life very much. In modern society, she was a standard new era woman. However, as soon as Song Ye entered the door, she was still a rockery decorated with exquisite workmanship inside and out. Jade was shocked, she didn't expect the other party to be so arrogant and extravagant.
The most conspicuous thing in the courtyard with the same layout is a bright imperial green rockery, with small bridges and flowing water carved on it. The old man is fishing. The rockery is in full bloom in the water. A layer of white mist floats in the pool, constantly rising upwards, and the mist overflows the pool. Come, it spreads up several milky white steps. If you look carefully, the steps are actually fine Hetian jade.
At a glance, the entire courtyard is three-thirds more luxurious than the ancient palace. Thousands of years of inheritance and accumulation have brought too many things.
If Song Ye had seen the power of the seven major families before, then what he experienced at this moment was the incomparable wealth of the seven major families.
Just any small pendant inside is enough to make people fight to death. It's no wonder that the female disciples of the Ye family want to climb up even if they break their heads.
"Follow me." When Song Ye was observing the main house of the Ye family, someone stood behind her at some unknown moment. When she heard the voice and turned around, she saw that it was the black-haired boy who fought with her under the pool that day. Anmo.
Song Ye followed the other person silently, without any conversation between them, and no one mentioned what happened that day. They tacitly acted like strangers when they met for the first time.
She knew that the first thing a new person would do when he entered the house was to meet the head of the family and then assign duties.
But before the corridor reached the end, a girl's clear voice came from the other end of the courtyard, "Anmo, Anmo..."
The voice was filled with joy, but it sounded very rigid, and the rhythm was maintained at the same tune, which didn't sound particularly comfortable.
Song Ye thought it was An Mo's little girlfriend coming, so he took two steps back to make room for them, but he didn't want to blink, but a lavender figure appeared like smoke.
The game had just ended this morning, and Song Ye would certainly not forget the dress that attracted his focus, the lavender and dark purple mother-daughter flowers. The person walking in front of him was Ye Lingyin, who looked exactly like Song Ye.
She couldn't help but have a weird look in her eyes. After all, this feeling like looking in a mirror was not very nice.
The other party obviously recognized her after getting closer. He let out a soft sigh and said, "Are you the Song Ling who killed someone on stage today?"
When he said hello for the first time, he didn't ask about seeing him in a certain place, but about killing someone today. When he said hello in Ye Lingyin's mouth, it seemed so ordinary.