"Where is Miss Su from?" asked Miss Qin, who was wearing blue clothes and looking at her older girl.

"Pingnan people."

"Are you from the Pingnan Su family?" Wang Zhigao interrupted, his voice slightly loud.

"Yes." Song Ruoxi glanced at Wang Zhigao. Is there any problem with the Su family in Pingnan?

The two Qin girls and Yang Wanrou, who were raised in the boudoir, didn't know much about the Pingnan Su family, which had disappeared for a hundred years, and looked at Wang Zhigao in surprise.

"The Su family in Pingnan is a family of soldiers and soldiers. After several dynasties, there are many children and talents, and they have been crowned for more than 300 years." Wang Zhigao recited what he saw in the book, and the two Qin girls and Yang Wanrou looked at Song Ruoxi with a different look.

Song Ruoxi lowered his eyelids slightly, "The prosperity of the Su family has become history. I am now just a poor girl living in a temple."

"Miss Su, being able to stick to poverty and not flatter or be humble is also a kind of open-mindedness. I believe that the Su family will reorganize and broaden the family one day." Ji Yunxiang said righteously.

Song Ruoxi raised his eyes and looked at her cousin, raised his lips slightly, and said, "Young Master Cheng Ji Yan."

"Miss Su, can we be friends?" Yang Wanrou looked at Song Ruoxi with her eyes, looking like a pitiful puppy again.

"Okay, let's be friends." Song Ruoxi smiled, moved by Yang Wanrou's friendliness and was willing to make friends with her. He said that and reached out.

Yang Wanrou looked at Song Ruoxi's hand stretched out and was stunned. When she was stunned, Song Ruoxi came to her senses and explained the words: "My daughter is friends at home, which is also called handkerchief, so we have to shake hands."

"Oh!" Yang Wanrou reached out to hold Song Ruoxi, smiling openly. Her beautiful appearance added a little more colorful, even more dazzling than the blooming phoenix blossoms. Qin Shaowei was dazzled and distracted.

The two girls of the Qin family looked at each other, pursed their lips and smiled reservedly, and did not participate. The down-and-out phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken. The girls in the Duke's Mansion can pity the poor and help the poor, but there is no need to make friends with poor and humble people. The Yang family has married the daughter of a small family as the mistress, and the tutoring situation is getting worse and worse, and the legitimate ones are not as good as the two men of the concubines.

Song Ruoxi did not ignore the contempt in the eyes of the two, but did not care and smiled faintly.

"The Su family is good at six arts, what are you best at?" Wang Zhigao said another sentence.

Yang Wanrou said first: "Miss Su's flute is melodious and beautiful, and it keeps circling the beam for three days."

"It's hard to get into the elegant hall if you blow randomly." Song Ruoxi said modestly.

"So you are good at playing the flute, so play one and listen to it." Wang Zhigao said with a domineering attitude.

It is understandable to go out for fun and perform for people who are good at musical instruments, but it is notorious that Song Ruoxi and Wang Zhigao met for the first time, and Song Ruoxi was a girl again. He asked her to play the flute in an arrogant tone, which was not only too presumptuous, but also very rude.

Song Ruoxi's expression had not changed. He lowered his head to drink tea, as if he had not heard what Wang Zhigao said. Song Lian and Ji Yunxiang looked slightly dark and were displeased. They just invited Wang Zhigao to come, Qin Shaowei, and they were not easy to speak.

Qin Shaowei frowned. Wang Zhigao was not kind and was not suitable for cousin. He went back to report to the old lady and gave up the marriage. Today he just thought it was going out for a walk. He had decided to speak and resolve the embarrassing scene. When he heard someone say, "You are all sitting here, making it easy for me to find."

While speaking, a group of people walked out of the path beside the pavilion. The leading boy was wearing a crimson round necklace. The baby's face was full of smiles, but there was a very obvious bruise at the corner of his eyes. Song Ruoxi recognized at a glance that the baby's face was the one who stood up with Song Lian that day. The bruise on his face was probably injured by someone punching him.

Following the young men and girls behind the baby face, Song Ruoxi didn't know them, and he didn't pay much attention to them. The corners of his lips raised lightly, showing a standard smile from a lady's lady, but the smile froze just after she hung it for a moment, and her eyes were slightly stern. How could he meet Tuo Yan here?

It turned out that this baby face was Jiang Yan, the eldest grandson of Princess Sheng Yu, and Song Lian and others went to school in the Imperial College. Tuo Yan's eldest aunt married Prince Jiang's nephew, and his second uncle married the daughter of the second wife of the Qin family. Because of this in-depth relationship, after Jiang Yan met Tuo Yan on the road, the two groups became one group and came to find Qin Shaowei and the others.

These young men often met each other and politely said a few words. They thought the pavilion was small and had nowhere to sit, so they discussed going to a spacious place to talk. Song Ruoxi was unwilling to walk with them and said softly: "Miss Yang, I have been out for a long time and I want to go back to the temple, so I won't go with you."

"It's still early, you go and sit down. I'll take you back to the temple later, okay?" Yang Wanrou grabbed Song Ruoxi's arm, looking a little reluctant and nervous. She doesn't go out often, is not familiar with these girls, and is incompatible with the two girls of the Qin family, and can't play together. She only feels that Song Ruoxi is close and friendly, and has helped her, and is unwilling to let Song Ruoxi leave.

"Cousin, Miss Su has something to do. Please let her go back to the temple first. In two days, you can go to the temple to get incense and then go find her." Qin Shaowei helped Song Ruoxi to relieve the siege. Wang Zhigao looked down on her just now, let alone other people with more noble identities, why bother to let her be humiliated?

Song Ruoxi patted her hand gently and said with a smile: "If you have time, come to the temple to find me, and let's talk well."

Yang Wanrou slowly let go of her hand, "Okay!"

Song Ruoxi remembered what had happened before and hurriedly said, "Miss Yang, let me talk with you."

The others thought that the two of them were going to talk to themselves, so they all took a few steps forward.

"Miss Yang, I heard someone teasing Li Mengdie on the road. If you meet her, just remind her a few words!" Song Ruoxi leaned into Yang Wanrou's ear and whispered.

"Okay." Yang Wanrou felt that this was a trivial matter and agreed.

Song Ruoxi also made up his worries and left with Xiangxiu.

The other people would not care about the departure of two irrelevant people. Tuo Yan, who was used to seeing the beauty, just thought that this girl with an ordinary appearance had a good figure and didn't pay attention to it.

"Xiangxiu, there is nothing to do here, let's go back!" Song Ruoxi held his face with both hands. The sun was so strong that he was dizzy. The mask was covering his face, and his skin was about to be suffocated. He didn't have the interest to continue playing.

"Okay." Xiang Xiu was also wearing a mask, and she was so boring that she wanted to take it down and get some breath.

The master and servant walked out of Qingzhu Garden and walked forward along the bluestone road beside the east canal. Suddenly there was a commotion ahead, and the people around him ran forward.

Song Ruoxi's eyes lit up, there was a lot of excitement to watch. She pulled Xiangxiu and was about to follow the crowd. She heard someone shouting behind her: "It's Mr. Luo Qi, sister, hurry up!"

"Sister, Mr. Luo Qi is here!"
Chapter completed!