"Young Master Luo Qi is here!"

"Sister, hurry up, the young master is here!"

Song Ruoxi was about to fall asleep in a daze on the carriage. Suddenly, he heard shouts from outside. After listening carefully, it turned out that Shangguan Mo had come to Dongqu, which caused the girls to run around and shout and cheer. Shu Jun was slow to flew away.

Song Ruojuan has longed for this strange man who is famous in Kyoto for a long time. She glanced at Song Ruoxi, who was resting with her eyes closed, reached out to lift a corner of the curtain and looked out.

Song Ruochi grabbed her hand and shook her head.

Song Ruojuan pouted in disappointment.

"The car is dull, roll up the curtains and get some air." Song Ruoxi suddenly said.

Song Ruochi was slightly surprised. Will the sex of Sister Qi be fascinated by men?

Song Ruojuan laughed. Such an outstanding man, even the light and light sister Qi, would care. Before the maid could do it, she quickly rolled up the curtain.

The girls and wives outside the car ran in one direction. There were too many people, and the speed of the carriage was as slow as a snail. Song Ruoxi opened his eyes and stared calmly outside the window. The carriage slowly moved forward. Finally, he saw him. Through the layers of people, the man who stood out like a crane was wearing a light purple embroidered brocade robe with no belt around his waist. The wind raised his clothes and was fluttering like a fairy. His long black hair was tied loosely with a purple jade hairpin, and Yonggui was revealed in his laziness.

Such a elegant and elegant posture is difficult not to attract attention. Song Ruoxi closed his eyes. Tomorrow she would ask him why he painted that painting. I wonder what kind of answer he would give?

The carriage was driving away and no one could see the man surrounded by the women. Song Ruochi and Song Ruojuan reluctantly withdrew their gazes. When they turned around, they saw Song Ruoxi closing their eyes, as if they were asleep. They touched their hot cheeks, but Sister Qi was calm and calm.

In Shen Shiwei, the carriage was parked outside the second gate of the Song Mansion. Before Mr. Song came back, Mrs. Song stayed behind bars and stayed in the door. The two houses did not go to Songheyuan to pay their respects. They broke up on the fork road and went back to their respective courtyards.

The five brothers and sisters followed Song Sui to the main courtyard of Zhuyinyuan and met Song Ruohu at the entrance of the courtyard. Song Ruohu was as thin as a bamboo stick, and his emerald green dress made his face look sallow.

Song Sui asked with concern: "Huer, why is your face so ugly? But you are sick? If you are sick, ask your mother to ask the doctor to see you. Don't drag it. If you get serious illness, it will be bad."

"Thank you father to care. My daughter is not sick and you don't need to hire a doctor." Song Ruohu bowed.

Song Sui thought for a while and said, "If Cai Gaochunwei is in high school next year, his father will plan for him and let him stay in the capital to become an official. You can relax and don't worry too much, worry can hurt your body."

A light flashed in Song Ruohu's dim eyes, "Thank you, my daughter, father."

This thank you is much more sincere than the thank you just now.

Song Lian's eyes darkened a little.

Song Huai's fists clenched with both hands.

Song Sui took his children into the room. When he saw Ji Yun greeting him, his face turned gloomy and glared at her fiercely.

Ji Yun was stunned for a moment. Seeing Song Ruohu following behind, he knew it in his heart, his expression had not changed, and he said with a smile: "We are all back, just in time, Yulou brought ten sets of heads, Hu'er went to choose three sets, Xi'er, Chi'er and Juan'er each chose one set."

When Song Sui heard this, his face calmed down and walked towards the bedroom. Ji Yun followed him in and served him with loose clothes. Song Lian and his brothers sat in the hall, while Song Ruohu and his sisters went to the inner room to choose their heads.

Song Ruohu saw the delicate head and face placed on the long table, and a greedy look appeared in his eyes. He walked over quickly and reached out to choose. Suddenly he thought of something, took back his hand, turned around and smiled, "Sister Seven, you choose first."

Fucha hooked the corners of his lower lip. Madam Yan taught him well, and the fourth girl became more aware of her.

Song Ruoxi smiled, "No matter whether it is from big to small or from small to large, it is not my first choice. Ten sisters, you should choose first."

"I am the youngest here. If you are a sister, you can choose first if you go over your sisters. Let's choose first with the fourth sister." Song Ruojuan obediently and politely.

"I am my sister, so I should give in to my sister. If the seventh sister doesn't choose, the tenth sister will choose first." Song Ruohu wants to be a good sister who cares about her sister.

"I am a sister, I should respect my sister, and choose the fourth sister first." Song Ruojuan insisted on being a good sister.

Song Ruohu refused to choose first, and Song Ruojuan was unwilling to choose first. Be humble and polite, and showed a stalemate. Song Ruoxi was afraid that if he continued like this, he would not be able to choose until tomorrow. He smiled and said, "Let's do this, fourth sister, you choose one first, and after we each choose one, you choose the other two, which is good?"

Song Ruohu thought for a moment and said, "Just follow the Qi Sister's idea!"

Among the ten sets of heads, the most exquisite one is the red gold-headed face with peony flowers inlaid with rubies. Song Ruohu didn't dare to choose, so he chose a set of crabapple flowers inlaid with sapphires.

Song Ruoxi chose the butterfly pattern burnt blue style.

Song Ruochi chose a red gold bead-inlaid style.

Song Ruojuan took the set of peony flowers and ruby ​​inlaid with rubies. Song Ruohu was afraid that she would choose it, so he pretended to be kind and said, "Sister Ten, you are young, and wearing this set is not suitable."

"But I like this one, so I will choose this one." Song Ruojuan hugged the box that was putting his head and face tightly.

Song Ruohu secretly hated him, but he couldn't, so he had to choose two more sets.

Fu Cha smirked with his lips.

Song Sui had changed into a light gray bamboo-embroidered regular dress and sat in the hall drinking tea. When he saw the four people coming out, he asked with a smile: "Why have you chosen it for so long? But is it so dazzling?"

"Master, the girls are humble and refuse to choose the first one. It's because the seventh girl has a good idea. She hasn't chosen it yet." Fu Cha said with a smile.

"It's very good, it's beneficial to make progress. Sisters respect each other. Only in this way can they be like girls from well-educated families. Those who are older know to love the younger, and those who are younger will respect the older ones." Song Sui smiled and nodded with a gentle look, "What kind of people have you all chosen? Let's see for your father."

The sisters opened the box and put it on the table for him to show it.

After seeing this, Song Sui smiled. His wife was upright and treated her concubine well. He shouldn't have suspected that she abused Hu'er just now, and praised her with a smile: "Mrs. Her eyes are good, and these sets of hair are very delicate, which makes her worry."

Ji Yun smiled and said, "Where is what the master said, these are the things that are in my identity. Besides, the daughters are dressed beautifully, and I am the one who is a mother."

After a few gossips, Song Sui smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work today, so stay in the room for supper, so don't have to come here."

The six brothers and sisters stood up to salute, left the main courtyard, and returned to their rooms.

The next day, it was dawn, and Song Ruoxi turned over from the bed and ran into the room where Silkworm lived, "Silkworm, Silkworm, I want to eat good fortune and longevity."

While folding the quilt, the silkworm asked in surprise: "Why did the girl remember to eat this in the early morning?"

"I don't know either. Anyway, I just suddenly want to eat it. Silkworm mother, just make it for me to eat, okay?" Song Ruoxi acted coquettishly, "I want to eat it very much."

"It takes a long time to make this. It's too late at noon and you can eat it at night." said the silkworm girl.

"Thank you, Cannibal." A cunning smile flashed across Song Ruoxi's agile eyes, so that he could keep Cannibal at home with justification.

Song Ruoxi didn't want Cannibal to know that this painting was related to Shangguan Moxun. He used a lot of ingredients and had to cook for six or seven hours, so he trapped Cannibal at home.

When he arrived at the Shiwei Building, Shangguan Moxun was not here yet. Song Ruoxi ordered a pot of tea and two saucers of snacks. He held the tea cup and waited quietly in the private room. The hourglass fell down little by little, and the tea in the cup gradually became cold.

The door was pushed open, Shangguan Moxun walked in and asked with a smile: "Girl, how long have you been waiting?"

"This tea has not been waiting for too long from hot to cold." Song Ruoxi Road.

"I've been delayed for some small matters. I'll let you wait for a long time. I'm sorry." Shangguan Moxun sat down opposite her, "Miss Cannabi, aren't you here today?"

"I will keep her at home to be a blessing and longevity."

"You greedy girl." Shangguan Moxun tried hard to speak to Song Ruoxi in the tone of an elder.

"How was the situation yesterday? Did she get selected?"

"She entered the palace as a fifth-rank talent."

Song Ruoxi drank a sip of slightly cool tea. Chengjin Hou was the first-rank man, and the emperor gave Kuo a fifth-rank man, which was not high. Kuo entered the palace as he wished. What would happen in the future depends on her luck.

"The tea is cold, don't drink it anymore, ask them to put in a pot of hot tea again." Shangguan Mo asked, opened the door and ordered Xiangxiu to ask the shopkeeper's hot tea in.

When Shangguan Moxun sat back to his original place, Song Ruoxi put down the teacup and looked up at him, "I have something else to ask you, I hope you can answer me according to the truth?"

Shangguan Moqian saw Song Ruoxi's expression serious, and a strange color flashed in his eyes, "What are you going to ask me?"

Song Ruoxi picked up the painting placed beside the chair and placed it on the table.

Shangguan Moxun held his hand tightly. The painting was framed by him with his own hands and could be recognized at a glance. What did she bring this painting? Did she already know that it was painted by him?

"Why do you want to draw this painting?" Song Ruoxi stared at the man opposite him, not asking if the painting was painted by him, but directly asking him why he painted this painting, without giving him the chance to deny it.

"Arbitrary graffiti is not worth mentioning." Shangguan Moxun smiled calmly, and his eyes were filled with a hint of nervousness.

"Since it is a graffiti work, why do you have to frame it and hang it in an elegant room?" Song Ruoxi asked afterwards.

"That was done by the shopkeeper, not my intention." Shangguan Moxun shirked responsibility.

Song Ruoxi curled the corners of his lips and sneered: "This shopkeeper is very brave and dares to move the young master's paintings at will."

"He is my father, and I treat him differently from others."

Song Ruoxi knew that the elderly slaves who had served the elders of the aristocratic family had to give them some thin faces as juniors. The shopkeeper was also a useful person, so he barely believed what Shangguan Moxun said, "I went to the store to draw that day. You are clearly in the store, why don't you come out to see me?"

"Who told you that I'm in the store?" Shangguan Moxun denied it.

"I told the shopkeeper that I want to see you, didn't he tell you?"

Shangguan Moxun chuckled and shook his head, "Girl, if I have to meet every customer who comes to the store, I will be too busy."

"But I am not those strange guests. I know you, why don't you see me?"

Shangguan Moxun leaned on the back of the chair, smiled and raised his eyebrows, his eyes clear, "I know you are Jingchen from Jinglian Temple, but I don't know you are a girl from the Song family."

"Dongdong" sounded knocking from the door, and the shopkeeper said outside: "Young master, I'm sending tea in."

"Come in." Shangguan Moxun said loudly.

The shopkeeper brought the hot tea in and then left.

Shangguan Moxun poured a cup of tea for Song Ruoxi and him.

"Even if you didn't know that I was a girl from the Song family at the beginning, but later, when you met in Beijing, you knew who I was, why didn't you say that?" Song Ruoxi asked.

Shangguan Moxun picked up the teacup, blew it gently, took a sip, and said, "You haven't mentioned some small things, and I don't remember them."

"I don't know that you painted the painting, how can I mention it?" Song Ruoxi looked at him resentfully, "If I hadn't seen the "Bi Peach Picture" you painted in the Zhou family a few days ago, I would still be kept in the dark."

"Girl, everyone knows that my paintings are worth a thousand gold. If you get my paintings, should you pay me the reward?" Shangguan Moxun tried to pull Song Ruoxi away.

"You painted my back without my consent. You should pay me the money." Song Ruoxi raised his eyebrows and said.
To be continued...