After Song Ruoxi and Ye Shuhua finished their supper, Ouyang came in to salute the two and said, "Young city lord, Xiao Shunzi came to pass on the message, saying that the Chief Qin Guard was asking for a meeting outside the garden."

Ye Shuhua stood up and said, "Master... Yingying, I'll go out for a while. Don't sleep first, wait for me to come back."

"Yes." Song Ruoxi didn't know what happened. Since he asked her to wait, she sat obediently in the warm room reading a book and waited for him to come back.

After waiting for about half an hour, Ye Shuhua came back, and his face, which had been relieved, became a little gloomy again. Song Ruoxi frowned slightly and stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Shuhua waved his hand and waited for Xiangduo and others to leave the warm pavilion, saying, "The person who sewed the needle in your skirt may be Xiaoman from Fengyiyuan."

"Is it possible?" Song Ruoxi raised his eyebrows slightly.

"When she was found, the person was dead. The clues were interrupted and there was no way to continue to investigate." Ye Shuhua's eyes were filled with hatred. He felt sorry for the life, and he was worried that the person behind the scenes could not be found and the hidden dangers were left.

Song Ruoxi had no hope of finding out the matter, and this situation was as expected by her. She was not much disappointed and said calmly: "There is no need to be investigated for this matter. If you think about it, you will know that those who do this will be."

A pain flashed in Ye Shuhua's eyes, "The person they are going to deal with is me, and I have implicated you."

"We are husband and wife, one prospers and one loses, and one loses one loses. Don't say anything that you have implicated me." Song Ruoxi took his hand, "We should advance and retreat together to resist any crisis."

"Master once said that all hardships are a kind of worldly practice. As long as they have enough practice, they can be calm and unstoppable and easily resolved, we will definitely be able to overcome all crises and reach the other side of victory." Ye Shuhua is not a clay sculpture Bodhisattva after all, but he has a temper. His brothers and sisters repeatedly took action against him. He held his mind to practice and did not care about them, but they should not put their ideas on Song Ruoxi, which made him unwilling to tolerate it.

"They are going to move to the Gong Mansion. It will not be easy to enter the city in the future. As long as I manage Dongyuan well, there will be no danger. It's you, you should be more careful when going out to do business in the future."

"I know martial arts and I have a group of guards around me. It's not easy for them to want my life."

"It is easy to hide from open guns, but it is hard to prevent hidden arrows. Being careful is always good. I don't want to be a widow."

"I will be careful." Ye Shuhua held her hand tightly and stared at her affectionately, "I will grow old with you until old age."

Song Ruoxi raised his lips and smiled, "We will definitely grow old until we grow old."

The beauty smiled like a flower, and looked at the beauty under the lamp. The beauty's bright colors doubled, which made Ye Shuhua, who was ecstatic and savored the taste, thrust her heart. She stretched out her long arms and picked her up horizontally and walked towards the bedroom. A beautiful blush appeared on Song Ruoxi's fair face, and her beautiful eyes were as tender as water. She stretched out her hand to wrap her around his neck.

The snowflakes are flying outside the window, the cold wind is cold, and the candlelight in the house is swaying, lingering and affectionate.

The next day, at the beginning of the Chen period, the couple went to pay tribute to the Lord of Zhaoping. The gangsters had arrived. Ye Shuting was sick due to cold and asked her maid to report her crime. The Lord of Zhaoping had asked the good doctor to go over and take her pulse.

The scene in the hall is similar to yesterday. The only difference is that there are three more people, one is Ping'er's cousin, who is sitting next to the Lord of Zhaoping County, and the other is two girls of fifteen or sixteen, sitting next to Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Xiao Li respectively.

Song Ruoxi met too many people at the marriage recognition banquet. I don’t remember whether they had seen these two girls and had no impression of their identities. However, like Ping'er’s cousin, their eyes were all on Ye Shuhua, and they told Song Ruoxi clearly that they were both Ye Shuhua’s admirers.

Because the people from Fujian were going to give up their farewell and return to China, the brothers of Ye Shuhua were going to see him off and asked the Lord of Zhaoping County to have an appointment. The six brothers retreated.

As soon as Song Ruoxi sat down, Mrs. Li couldn't wait to smile and said, "Mrs. Young Madam, this is my niece in my parents' family, and her nickname is Luan'er."

Li Luaner stood up and saluted and said, "Luaner has seen her sister, and her sister is polite."

elder sister?

Song Ruoxi's eyes were slightly slight. This title had other meanings in ancient times. Since Li Luaner was the niece of Mrs. Li's mother's family, the title should be from Ye Shuhua, so she called her cousin's wife. But Mrs. Li asked Li Luaner to call her sister, with her intentions self-evident. She curled her lips and sneered: "Miss Li was wrong? My surname is Song. When did a sister named Li come?"

This was not at all affectionate. Li Luaner blushed and looked at Mrs. Li with grievance. Mrs. Chen's eyes turned and gave a wink to the girl beside her.

"Mrs. Young lady, just a title, don't be so serious. Maybe you will really become sisters later." Mrs. Li smiled meaningfully.

The Zhaoping County Lord glanced at Song Ruoxi, picked up the teacup, drooped his eyelids and took a sip of the tea.

"What is she? She deserves to be commensurate with my sisters?" Song Ruoxi raised her chin and said arrogantly.

"Madam, look at what the young lady said? It's too much to say that my niece is like something, and it's too rude!" Mrs. Li said angrily.

Song Ruoxi did not intend to get entangled with Mrs. Xiao Li, so she stood up and said, "Mother, Dongyuan has something to do. My daughter-in-law wants to go back and deal with it. She will come to pay tribute to her mother tomorrow and talk to her mother."

"You have just received the internal affairs of Dongyuan. Even if you are busy, you should also be careful. Don't be angry about those cats and dogs, so you can't do it." The Zhaoping County Lord smiled.

"What my mother said is that the daughter-in-law will definitely not care about Ah Cat and Ah Dog, so as not to lose her status." Song Ruoxi bowed.

"I'm tired, you all retreat!" County Lord Zhaoping leaned back on the brocade mat and half-squinted his eyes.

The group retreated and went outside the door of Danning House. Song Ruoxi took the lead in carrying the shoulders and left Dongyuan. He heard someone shouting behind him: "Mrs. Young Madam, please wait."

"Stop." Song Ruoxi looked back and saw that Ye's filial wife Ming was chasing him.

"My brother and sister." Ming smiled so hard that his eyes were crescent-shaped. "My brother and sister and I were both from Fujian. I didn't expect to know each other in Fujian, but I became my sister-in-law in Dengying City, thousands of miles away. Is this the fate mentioned in Buddhism?"

Song Ruoxi smiled but said nothing.

The two shoulder races walked slowly side by side, Ming smiled and said, "A few days ago, my brothers came to see me and brought some specialties from Fujian. My brothers and sisters went to pick a few that suited their wishes, so let's relieve their homesickness!"

"Yu Xian appreciated the kindness of the second sister-in-law. Yesterday, my mother asked all my brothers and sisters-in-law to pack up their things. Fortunately, she moved to the public residence before the New Year. Now the second sister-in-law's yard should be in chaos, so I won't go to cause trouble for the second sister-in-law." Song Ruoxi never planned to go deep into the tiger's den.

Ming did not expect Song Ruoxi to refuse so simply, and his smile froze on his face. He watched her move away, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Second sister-in-law, is this just called "hitting a hot face with a cold butt?" Ye Xiaojing's legitimate wife Yue followed from behind and asked mockingly.

Ming snorted coldly: "It's a cold day, why are there crows still screaming?"

"The fox wants to pretend, but it's a pity that his tail is too big." Yue glanced at her sideways, "I can't hide it."

The two glared at each other and turned their heads away, but they lived in Nanyuan together and wanted to walk along the way. From time to time, the servants who were chasing them had already become accustomed to them and did not persuade them, allowing them to bite their dogs and their maids to have their mouths.

Song Ruoxi returned to Shuyuyuan, Xiangduo sent her goat milk soup. After the hot goat milk soup, she felt warmth flowing through her limbs and bones. She breathed a long sigh. She looked at Shichenzhong, her eyes turned slightly, she got up and went to the study, and the flute was on her lips, blew up "Peace Tune", wishing Shangguan Moxun a smooth journey.

I blew it once, then I blew it again the second time, the third time, the fourth time, the fifth time...

"Mrs. It's about to be at Si Shi Zheng. It's time for you to go to Rongqing Hall. The managers are waiting for it." Xiang Xiu walked in with a tough forehead. The music was very melodious, but listening to it sixteen times in a row would become a torture.

Song Ruoxi slowly wiped the jade flute, put it in the brocade box, cleaned up his mood, and walked out. There were only two masters in Dongyuan, and there was not much to go back. Song Ruoxi sat for about two quarters of an hour, handled two trivial matters, and then returned to Shuyuyuan.

In the afternoon, the sky cleared, Qiaoer and others were not afraid of the cold, so they made snowmen in the yard to play. Ouyang came in from outside and saw Song Ruoxi standing in the corridor with a fox fur cloak basking in the sun. They were so panicked that they stepped forward to grab her, "Madam, the sun behind the snow is poisonous and will burn your face, hurry up and go in."

"Wumbleman, I'll not burn the sun after applying plum blossom frost." Song Ruoxi smiled.

Ouyang stared at her face and looked carefully. There was no red spot on her white jade-like face. She felt relieved and smelled a faint fragrance again. She asked with a smile: "Did the young lady's plum blossom frost be made by herself?"

"Luxi made it for me." Song Ruoxi Road.

Ouyang took a look at Green Suit, who was standing not far away, and then looked at Hongxiao and Cannibal. The young lady was surrounded by talented people who were alone.

"Mrs. Young Madam, we have all built snowmen. Come and evaluate, who has the best one?" Qiao'er shouted happily.

Song Ruoxi put on wooden clogs, held Xiangxiu's hand, and walked over. Four tall, fat and thin snowmen piled on the ground. He looked at them, pointed to his chubby body, and the snowman with a round head said, "This is the most pleasing."

Qiao Tao jumped up excitedly, "I won! I..."

Extreme joy leads to sadness. When the feet slipped, the person fell on the snowman, crushing the snowman.

Qiaoer and a few of them were cheating and refused to admit their conspiracy. Several people were fighting in the yard, and laughter came out of the yard.

When Ye Shuhua came back, it was almost the end of You. Song Ruoxi had not waited for him, and had used supper first, spread his hair, wearing a silver-blue satin jacket, leaning on the soft couch to read a book. When the maids saw Ye Shuhua enter the door, they went up to put on a curtain. Xiangduo stepped forward to take the Xuanhu He command and shook the snowflakes on it.

Song Ruoxi raised his eyes and saw snowflakes stained on his head. He put down the book in his hand, walked over, wiped it off with a veil, and asked angrily: "It's so heavy snow, where have you gone? Why did you come back so late?"

"I've been back a long time ago. I have something to do and I'm going to do it." Ye Shuhua held her hand, smiled apologetically, and handed her the scroll in her hand.

"What is this?" Song Ruoxi asked.
Chapter completed!