All Hail Cousin Brother

Yang Shuwan carefully looked at the prince of Zhenguo Hou. He had a jade-like face, a rare handsomeness, and his gestures showed that he was noble and handsome. He also thought that he was Mr. Xianyun's proud disciple. There is no other descendant in it that can compare.

Scholarly family members pay attention to the right relationship. The Marquis of Zhenguo is an old noble in Beijing. Due to the relationship of Mrs. Yu, the two families have always been very close, and they even got married, which made the relationship even more unbreakable.

The in-laws of aristocratic families are all married in close proximity. The Marquis of Zhenguo’s family is not ordinary, and the son is so outstanding. Jiajia will be nine years old soon, and when the elder sister of the big family is not half-old, the elders will Begin to secretly search for the outstanding descendants in Jingli...

While Yang Shuwan thought about it, she couldn't help but glance at Yu Jianjia

Yu Jianjia was stunned there, his eyes followed the figure who stepped into the inner door, his heart was beating like a drum, and his pale face also revealed a hint of sweetness.

It's not like she hasn't seen a handsome man before.

Elder brother Yu Shanyan and Zhou cousin Zhou Linghuai are both rare and handsome men, especially Zhou Linghuai, who is graceful and noble, but they are not as good as the casual glance just now...

The seemingly indifferent eyes swept over lightly, and Yu Jianjia met Song Shizi coldly. With those indifferent eyes, he realized that he was being rude.

Yu Mansion and the Marquis Mansion of Zhenguo are separated by a layer of relatives. Because they are young, they don't need to avoid them deliberately, but Song Mingzhao is a foreigner, and even if the elders are present, they can't look directly at them like this.

Holding the handkerchief tightly in her hand, Yu Jianjia lowered her eyes and felt a little annoyed when she saw the pink embroidered plum cloak on her body.

Yu Youyao is fat and round, she is slender, this cloak looks fat on her body, and the color doesn't match her own clothes at all, it's really ugly, she should have turned down her grandmother just now.

Song Mingzhao strode forward and respectfully greeted the two old ladies present.

Madam Yu grinned and couldn't help but praise: "I haven't seen Ming Zhao for a long time, and I look more and more like an old man of the country." After speaking, she turned to look at Madam Song again: "You Blessed."

She was talking about the deceased Marquis of the Old Town, and Mrs. Song was stunned for a while, smiling without saying a word.

On the other hand, Yang Shuwan couldn't help but interjected: "Ming Zhao knew Yuan at the age of fifteen. In my opinion, it is better than blue."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Mrs. Song raised her teacup and lowered her head to drink tea.

Old Madam Yu's expression also paled a bit.

Hearing such a compliment, Song Mingzhao was not shocked, and he didn't even look at Yang Shuwan. He said respectfully, "It's all praise from Grandma Yu, and I'm ashamed to be worthy of it."

After saying a word, he raised his eyes, and inadvertently saw Mrs. Yu's side, there was a touch of beauty in his eyes, and he lost it when he turned. dazzling eyes.

With four eyes facing each other, Yu Youyao froze for a moment and lowered his eyes.

Seeing her husband in this dream with her own eyes, Yu Youyao's inner shock was not that big.

However, thinking that the scene in the dream never really happened, Yu Youyao gradually calmed down and nodded to Song Mingzhao calmly.

Suddenly I felt that Song Mingzhao, who was astonishingly talented and brilliant, was nothing more than that. Compared with his cousin's sparseness and dignity, it was a lot worse.

With her cousin Zhuyu in front, even if Song Mingzhao was outstanding, she felt a little sad in her eyes.

Well, cousin is the best!

At this moment, the old man Yu sent someone to fetch a jade tube sheep cent and gave it to Song Mingzhao.

The Hetian white jade tube is engraved with bamboo patterns, with a lustrous and delicate luster, which shows the preciousness of this jade tube. Song Mingzhao took it: "The elder gave it, I dare not say it, thank you grandmother Song."

Yang Shuwan looked for an opportunity and wanted to speak, but Mrs. Song had already put down her teacup and asked, "Why did you come to Baoning Temple?"

Song Mingzhao replied respectfully, "There are a few schoolmates who are going to leave the day after tomorrow, and they will accompany them to Baoning Temple to relax."

There were all female dependents in the room, so Song Mingzhao didn't want to stay too long. After saying a few words, he respectfully left the meditation room.

Yu Jianjia's heart slammed into the deer, and he endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, he quietly raised his eyes, and glanced at his back, which was as straight as a bamboo, and he was a little absent-minded.

As soon as Song Mingzhao left, the warm atmosphere in the room also faded a bit. Several people chatted with each other, but they were all chatting with Mrs. Yu and Mrs. Song. Yao was a delicate person, and occasionally Interjecting a word or two can also arouse the atmosphere. After Yang Shuwan was unwilling, she found an opportunity to talk to Mrs. Song. The first two times, Mrs. Song would answer a sentence or two, and then Mrs. Song did not speak much.

Madam Yu glanced at Yang Shuwan and ignored it.

Yao shi turned his eyes and saw Yu Shuangbai sitting on the small twig, twisting and turning, so he told the two old ladies with interest, and took Yu Shuangbai out of the meditation room.

As soon as she left, Yang Shuwan couldn't stay any longer. She glanced at Mrs. Song. Even if she wanted to keep it, she had to leave. She asked Yu Youyao, and Yu Youyao only said that she wanted to accompany her grandmother, but did not go with them.

The house is clean again.

Mrs. Song leaned on the pillow with a little tiredness, and coughed for a while, Yu Youyao couldn't bear it: "Grandma Song's phlegm is turbid, and the qi and yin are deficient, which makes the lungs lose their cleanliness, and the lungs go upside down. I have here. The recipe of a medicinal pear paste is a little different from ordinary pear paste, and when Grandma Song returns home, she can have her family make it and eat it, which may have some effect.”

Yaoli paste is the secret recipe in Ding Shi, and it is also very rare.

Mrs. Song listened to her sincerity and couldn't help nodding. The doctor also said the same. It seems that Yu Youyao and the aunt in the palace have learned a lot: "It's good to be brave."

Yu Youyao carefully explained the prescription to the maid in front of Mrs. Song, until the maid nodded and said she remembered it, and explained some matters that need to be paid attention to when cooking and eating.

Mrs. Song listened from the sidelines and felt that Yu Youyao was young, but she spoke in a well-organized manner and was very thoughtful and appropriate. She couldn't help but glanced at Mrs. Yu who was drinking tea calmly, and she was so envious.

Yu Youyao was usually a little more rambunctious, but after a few days of studying with the grandmother in the palace, it was as if she was reborn.

Worrying that her granddaughter's good intentions would be ruined, Madam Yu reminded: "This medicine pear paste is a good thing that came out of the palace. I will go back and find a doctor to see if I can eat it."

Mrs. Song glared at her: "You old man, am I the one who doesn't know what to do? I will definitely accept it with a graceful heart."

The two talked for a while, and Mrs. Song was out of spirits, so she asked the maid in front of her to help out of the meditation room. Only Mrs. Yu and Yu Youyao were left in the room.

Madam Yu glanced at Yu Youyao: "Tell me, did something happen again?"