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"What Taro said is true. I wonder what crime the second sister wants to punish Taro?" Song Xiang's face darkened and his voice changed, "The second sister stopped the shepherd of the Elephant Aunt House in the street. What did the second sister mean? Do you want to force a good girl to become a prostitute?"

Lu Wei became furious and retorted on behalf of his own lady: "What kind of good family man is a poor man? He is not a despicable geisha!"

"Taro, come up and slap your mouth!" Song Xiang ordered coldly, "How unbecoming is it for a maid to yell and scream before the master has spoken!"

Taro's face lit up with joy, and with lightning speed, he stepped forward and fired his bow left and right. He covered his face with reeds and cried for Song Yun's protection: "Second Miss, please save this slave!"

"Sister! Lu Wei is just telling the truth, you don't need to punish her like this!" Song Yun angrily bent out of the car and stood at the front of the car staring at Song Xiang domineeringly.

"Ha! If I weren't afraid of being laughed at by outsiders, I, as the elder sister, would actually like to help my second aunt correct the atmosphere in the second house!"

"How dare you!" Song Yun clenched her green-white hands tightly, and her sharp nails scratched her skin without even realizing it, "Okay, okay! Big sister is so majestic!"

Song Xiang's lips curled up, and he said in an angry tone: "I don't dare to do it, but I can't compare to my second sister. In order to force the servant girl to accompany him to have a drink, he actually ordered the maid to stop Mr. Yue's carriage. It's really a knife in the ass." , it’s an eye-opener!”

Everyone laughed loudly and pointed at Song Yun...

Song Yun glared at Song Xiang and ordered Lu Wei in an unpleasant tone: "Idiot, why don't you come up and drive the car! Are you waiting to be laughed at!"

Luwei got on the carriage quickly, with a hint of anger in his eyes. He glanced at Song Xiang secretly, cut out the taro, and drove away in the carriage.

Seeing that there was no excitement to be seen, the crowd that had been surrounding him dispersed like a swarm of bees.

Seeing this, Song Xiang turned around and walked away, but A Xi ran a few steps behind him and blocked his way.

Ah Xi bent down and invited Song Xiang with a respectful attitude: "Miss Song, please go up and see my young master! He is extremely ill!"

"Is he sick again?" Song Xiang frowned, "Why don't you go see a doctor?"

Ah Xi said bitterly: "It's an old illness that hasn't healed yet. I just went to see the doctor. He said it was stagnation of liver qi caused by excessive worry..."

Song Xiang turned back to look at Nong Yue's carriage, shook his head, walked to the carriage, got on the carriage neatly, and ducked in.

For a moment, a cold wind blew in, and the two looked at each other.

Nonyue wrapped her cloak around her body, and when she saw it was Song Xiang, her eyes instantly filled with joy: "Xiang'er, is it really you? I almost thought I was hallucinating!"

Song Xiang sat on one side and said angrily: "Why don't you go ask a doctor to take good care of yourself? It's not warm outside, why are you running out all the time?"

Nong Yue felt a little aggrieved after hearing this. She finally came out, but her enemy still blamed herself...

"Xianger, I miss you..."

Song Xiang closed his eyes and froze: "Didn't I make it clear to you last time?"

Seeing this, Nong Yue felt even more aggrieved: "But I can't let you go, Xiang'er!"

Song Xiang's heart was completely confused, not because of love, but because he had to deal with the original owner's feelings and was troubled...

She didn't even dare to look into Nong Yue's eyes, her mind was like a mess, her heart was like wrinkled pool water, and she no longer knew what words to use to respond to Nong Yue's love.

Seeing her silence, Nong Yue said with complicated emotions: "Xianger, I know I'm not worthy of you, but it's not that easy to forget someone. Don't disappear from my world so quickly, okay..."

Song Xiang said without hesitation: "Okay..."

After realizing what he said, he quickly looked at Nong Yue and said in a hesitant tone: "My head is a little messed up right now. I'm afraid what I said cannot be taken seriously. Nong Yue, I'm sorry..."

"I am no longer the Song Xiang I used to be... I am destined to disappoint you..."

Nonyue didn't understand: "Why are you not the Song Xiang of the past? Although you were a little more naughty in the past, you only had me in your eyes..."

Song Xiang was startled, thinking of the original owner, and couldn't help but have a stern look in his eyes: "The Song Xiang who liked you before is dead... The Song Xiang who only had eyes for you... is dead..."

"Nongyue, ask yourself, have you ever really liked her? You haven't, right? You just enjoy her likes and the feeling of being pursued by her."

"I…"

"It's like fishing. When she bites the hook, you feel a sense of accomplishment. But one day, she suddenly stops biting the hook, or goes to bite another hook. You start to care about the gains and losses again, and feel that she should be tied to you. ?”

"I…"

"Aren't you just making fun of her? Now she behaves like this, I really can't understand it..."

Nongyue covered her chest in discomfort and said: "Xiang'er, that's not the case. Ever since I knew you would never come to see me again and only focused on preparing for the imperial examination, I suddenly understood what I meant..."

Song Xiang has a lot of thoughts. Thinking of all the things that happened since time travel, he cannot face the original owner's heart and deal with the original owner's emotional affairs.

This is probably a dead end. The original owner has passed away, so what's the point of continuing to cling to it...

"Nong Yue, if you miss the emotional thing, you will miss it. There is no point in holding on to it any longer. Do you understand?" Song Xiang said goodbye without looking at Non Yue, turned around and got off the carriage.

Only Nong Yue was left sitting in the car without a care in the world...

At dusk, Song Xiang returned home.

Feng Mian was still sitting on the stone bench in the yard, looking like he was waiting for Song Xiang.

"Miss, are you back?" Dengzhu walked to Song Xiang and asked in a low voice, "Miss, can you come back early tomorrow?"

Come back early? What's the fuss about again?

All academies and schools in the Dongling Kingdom have clear regulations: all the children of the academies and schools should come to the academies and schools from Maozheng to study, and they will finish school at Youke.

It was exactly six o'clock in the morning, and it was six o'clock in the afternoon. She had just been delayed for two hours on the road, and now it was around eight o'clock.

Song Xiang cleared his throat and asked Dengzhu in the dark, "What's going on tomorrow?"

Dengzhu raised his head and glanced at Feng Mian, then muttered: "My young master has been coming to the Song family for a while. He has been dreaming about the doctor recently and wants to go home and see..."

Song Xiang walked over and sat on the stone bench, and said calmly: "Our Song family is sparse and deserted. I guess Mr. Feng is not used to living here. I want to send Mr. Feng home to stay for a few days, but I'm afraid that your mother-in-law has some evil thoughts..."

"How about, let's ask Taro to take a day off for me tomorrow, and then I'll go home with you to see your uncle?"

Taro came out from the study holding a lamp and said happily: "Miss, just accompany Mr. Feng. I have a servant to ask for leave!"

Feng Mian's eyes widened in disbelief, like a deer in the mountains, and he said at a loss: "No...don't bother...I can just go by myself, and I can't delay the eldest lady's schoolwork just because I go home!"

"It doesn't matter!" Song Xiang smiled, "The house is lonely and deserted, except for my two brothers who come to bother Mr. Feng. It's really too boring..."

Feng Mian's hand on the stone table tightened slightly, and his body could not help but feel a little nervous. Seeing Song Xiang looking at him leisurely, a blush crept up on his earlobes.

"Miss, don't listen to Dengzhu's nonsense. My father-in-law of the Song family treats me kindly and I'm quite used to living here."