Of the gorgeous clan is none other than Qing

Duanyue Yinqiao came to Nuanyang Pavilion early in the morning. Because he was wearing the blue and white student uniform of Shangyun Mansion disciples, he was not stopped by the guards. name.

At this time, Song Yuqing was practicing sword seriously in the backyard, and he couldn't hear his cry at all. The servants in the pavilion looked at this disciple curiously. Although some people were still a little strange to him, Butterfly remembered it very clearly. , this person who is yelling now and is still wearing the costume of a junior disciple of Shangyun Mansion is the one who came to provoke the master and Song Gongzi on the night of their marriage.

Butterfly doesn't like him very much, now the person who sees him is not only a disciple of Shangyun Mansion, but also his seniority is lower than her, she rolled her eyes and immediately had an idea.

She walked up to Duanyue Yinqiao with her head held high, stretched out her hand to hold him in the way, and said proudly: "Hey, hey, hey, who's your disciple, don't you know that this is the residence of the patriarch's wife? What's the yelling early in the morning?"

Duanyue Yinqiao stopped in her tracks, looked at the little girl in front of her shoulders, who was actually wearing a purple student uniform, and was three levels higher than herself, curled her lips and said: "My natural way, this is Nuanyang Pavilion , I'm here to find Song Yuqing, where is he? I want to see him."

Butterfly sneered and said: "Young Master Song's name is something that low-level disciples like you can call. Don't say that Young Master is very busy now. Even if he is idle, he has no time to see you. Do you understand? Go, don't bark here Otherwise, I will ask the guards to drive you out, and then report to your master, and you will be punished."

"You!" Duanyue Yinqiu's teeth were itching, and she was about to contradict her, when she suddenly remembered that the master went out to play with the whole family today, and he was not at the house at all, so she smiled and said, "Go, my master is Shang Yun Qingci, you go and sue me now, I'm just waiting for you."

Butterfly was so angry that he couldn't speak. He pointed at Duanyue Yinqiao for a long time, but he just gritted his teeth and couldn't speak. You screamed for a long time, but Duanyue Yinqiao ignored her and walked away from her. Walked over swaggeringly, and was walking into the pavilion while calling Song Feiqing's name.

Butterfly froze and hurried forward to pull him, "You unruly low-level disciple, stop for me, do you hear me?" She said while grabbing Duanyue Yinqiao's clothes to prevent him from leaving.

Duanyue Yinqiao frowned, and said displeasedly: "I know Song Yuqing, I have business with him today, please let go."

Butterfly still clutched his clothes tightly, and said angrily: "If you don't let go, don't let go. You are so unruly, how can the young master meet you? How can you know you? Stop being self-righteous." Butterfly knows Duan Yueyin Qiao knew Song Yuqing, but this did not mean that the young master would also meet this kind of person, no matter how hard he tried to get close to him, she finally resorted to her unique trick and shouted: "If you don't leave, I will add guards to arrest you." Drag it out!"

Duanyue Yinqiao thought to herself, why is it so difficult to meet Song Feiqing, and immediately became angry.

At this moment, a voice appeared, it was Song Feiqing's clear voice: "Butterfly, what are you doing?" Song Feiqing, who came back from practicing sword in the backyard, happened to see the butterfly pulling the back of a certain disciple, so he asked.

The two were overjoyed when they heard the words, so they turned around at the same time and said at the same time:

"This man is unruly, I will drive him away."

"Song Yuqing, I'm here to find you."

After seeing the disciple's face, Song Yuqing said in surprise: "Young Master Duanyue? Why...you came to find me?"

Duanyue Yinqiao was overjoyed when she heard that, and quickly took two steps forward, "Song..." Seeing that the butterfly was still clutching his sleeve tightly, she immediately threw it away in annoyance, and the butterfly stomped her feet angrily. "Song Yuqing, I finally took a rest today. Today is Qixi Festival. Let's go down the mountain to play together?"

Song Yuqing was taken aback after hearing this, and looked at this red-haired boy. His cheerful smile and relaxed words without sarcasm were completely opposite to the impression of the first meeting, even the second time at the foot of Langhuan Mountain. The silent boy I saw was also very different.

Without waiting for Song Feiqing to say anything, Butterfly immediately ran to Duanyue Yinqiao, blocking him from Song Feiqing, and said anxiously: "No, no, no, the master said that he will come today, you can't move around, the master said that he has something to talk to you about."

"Huh?" Song Weiqing wondered, Shang Yun Qinghe never came to him, unless there was something important for him to do, and usually he would not find someone to notify him in advance, this early in the morning Butterfly actually talked to him like this explain.He looked at Butterfly, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "Butterfly, it's none of your business here, you go and work on yours."

"I... Young Master, this person..." Die Die said anxiously, his words were not smooth, and he stuttered.

Song Feiqing raised his hand, stopped her in time and said: "Go and do your work, I have my own measure." Then raised her hand, and said to Duanyue Yinqiao: "Master Duanyue, please."

Duanyue Yinqiao glanced at the butterfly triumphantly, and swaggered into the Nuanyang Pavilion under the guidance of Song Feiqing.Then Song Yiqing patted Die Die on the shoulder, gave her a smile, and entered the pavilion.

Butterfly stood there for a while, then suddenly remembered something, and immediately rushed out of Nuanyang Pavilion.

After entering the flower hall, Duanyue Yinqiao wanted to go upstairs, but was stopped by Song Feiqing, "Mr. Duanyue, if you have something to say, please sit down." Pointing to the deputy, Duanyue Yinqiao was asked to sit down.

Duanyue Yinqiao rubbed her nose disheveledly, and wobbled into her seat. Just as she sat down, suddenly, with a "whoosh", a white shadow flew past her, bringing up a hem of his clothes.

He watched helplessly as a ball of white fluff fled into Song Feiqing's arms, and the latter laughed heartily, "Xiaomai, are you full of sleep? Have you had breakfast yet?"

Duanyue Yinqiao stared at it for a long time with her eyes wide open, and suddenly remembered the white ball she saw in front of the Julu Palace gate. Later, after a few days of inquiring, she found out that this white ball was Song Feiqing's pet, named Maimai.

When he first found out, he was really surprised. It was unbelievable that a person who looked so chic would actually like such a small furry thing.

He pointed to Mai Mai, then stared blankly at Song Feiqing and said, "You, you like him so much?"

Hearing what he said, Song Weiqing just patted Maimai's head, smiled and said nothing, but Maimai was unwilling, and many people said their faults in front of it, it is so cute and sensible, it needs these nonsense No one commented, so he threatened Duanyue Yinqiao baring her teeth with a "chichi".

Duanyue Yinqiao shook her head and asked, "What's wrong with this little guy?"

Song Feiqing put the wheat on the ground, patted it on the back, and signaled it to go out to play by itself, then sat down on the main seat and said: "He will tell you again, he hates it when you say that about him."

Duanyue Yinqiao looked at Xiao Baituan who was playing outside, catching butterflies and dragonflies, and said, "This little Baituan has a personality."

Song Feiqing said: "He is very spiritual."

"However, it's a fox cat, are you sure the family allows you to raise it?" Duanyue Yinqiao asked worriedly.

Song Feiqing took a sip of tea and said, "It doesn't matter, I will keep it if I like it, and don't care about others."

"You..." Duanyue Yinqiao hesitated for a moment. He still remembered that Song Feiqing told him to be a gentle and polite person, but Song Feiqing should make his own decision on this matter. will have a bad effect.

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Song Yiqing tilted her head and looked at him, and said, "Master Duanyue, what do you want to say?"

Duanyue Yinqiao rubbed her head, said with a chuckle: "Don't call me Mr. Duanyue, I'm just a junior disciple of Shangyun Mansion now, you can call me Yinqiao."

Song Feiqing was dumb again, and looked carefully at Duanyue Yinqiao. Her curly and messy red hair was now neatly combed into bundles and kept in a hair crown, revealing a fair and fair face that was already handsome and still childish. His cheeks were slightly red at the moment, but he had the look of a normal boy.Putting on this student uniform, he no longer had the casual look he had before, and he was no longer the arrogant and fiery Prince Duanyue in the past, but the lively and uplifting disciple of Shangyun Mansion Yinqiao.

Song Feiqing narrowed her eyes, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Yinqiao, disciple, Yinqiao, you have changed too much when you first met us, if it weren't for your iconic red hair and familiar face, I would I won't recognize you anymore."

Duanyue Yinqiao touched the back of her head awkwardly again, and smiled happily. Hearing from Song Feiqing, after getting familiar with her face, she was even more excited. He didn't know what happened, since that day at his wedding banquet In the past, after seeing those sharp eyes, Duanyue Yinqiao could never forget, every time he could not stay in Shangyun Mansion any longer, he would think of Song Feiqing, his eyes, and his words.

"I... I'm always like this, it's just... that I'm a bit cold and arrogant in front of outsiders." Duan Yue Yinqiao lowered her head, and rubbed the back of her head vigorously.

Holding the teacup, Song Feiqing looked at this big boy who was so shy in front of her with interest, and couldn't help smiling.

When Shang Yun Qinghe walked into the pavilion, what he saw was such a scene. He used to fantasize about when Song Feiqing would smile at him so warmly, but every time it was just a fantasy, and when he really saw When it arrived, it was incomparable with imagination.

Incomparable warmth, incomparable attraction, incomparable self-imagining that is not clear.

This smile is so natural, so relaxed, so... like the real Song Weiqing.

The clean smile made the already handsome man even more gentle and unrestrained.

Shang Yun Qinghe's eyes darkened, before stepping into the pavilion, he said in a low voice: "Ah Qing, a disciple came to visit this early in the morning, and your popularity seems to be better than that of my patriarch."

Song Yuqing looked towards the door after hearing the words. He hadn't seen this person for many days. He seemed to be much taller, and his figure was close to that of an adult man, especially in a black dress with golden piping, which highlighted his waistline and dexterous and thin long body. leg.But her complexion became more serious and deeper, her tight light-colored lips, high bridge of nose, especially a pair of eagle-like eyes staring at her quietly, Song Weiqing's heart skipped a beat.

I was shocked by those eyes!

Song Feiqing wanted to frown subconsciously, but she put down the teacup, got up and walked into him and said, "Is there really something you need to see me? What day is it today, so many people visit my Nuanyang Pavilion?" Seeing the butterfly behind Shang Yun Qinghe, the latter stuck out his tongue and hurried away.

But Duanyue Yinqiao, who also heard the words, got up and stood aside. After hearing what Song Feiqing said, she said "Master Patriarch." But the voice was extremely low and cold.

Shang Yun Qinghe only glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and said coldly: "Disciple Yinqiao, you have nothing to do here, I have something to talk to Ah Qing."

Duanyue Yinqiao immediately looked up at Shangyun Qinghe, and found that the other party didn't look at him at all, but just reached out and grabbed Song Feiqing's wrist, and pulled him out of the room. He stood where he was, watching them leave, but couldn't say a word In the end, he just clenched his palms and left disappointed.

Who would have thought that the last moment he was joking and joking happily, as if no one in the world was as happy as him, but the next moment he had to endure loneliness and neglect alone. Since he was born, Duanyue Yinqiao was surrounded by Countless people circled around, when did I feel so lost and unsatisfied.

But he can only leave at this moment. Maybe, what his father said before he set off, he will suffer the neglect and hardship he has never experienced before. It turns out that this is what he can think of when facing the troubled study and strict rules. Song Yuqing persisted, but now, he couldn't resist the past, because he encountered the hardships he did.

Shang Yunqinghe pulled Song Yuqing to the backyard, without saying a word, he clenched his fist and attacked him in the face. Song Yuqing immediately became alert, quickly tilted his head to the right, and dodged the fist. He frowned and said, "What do you want to do?" ?”

Shang Yun Qinghe clenched his fists, bared his teeth and smiled at him, "Try your strength." Shuowai pulled out a soft sword with a shiny black body from his waist, threw it at Song Feiqing and said, "Catch it."

Song Yuqing stretched out his hand to catch it, and then saw Butterfly throwing him a silver black iron sword, "Your one is called Mo Yun, and my sword is Silver Frost, one black and one silver, let's see how we compare?"

Song Suiqing held Mo Yun in his hand and asked, "Is this sword mine?"

Shang Yun Qinghe suddenly smiled charmingly, and said softly: "Today is Qixi Festival, I gave you a gift, do you like it?"

Song Yuqing was slightly surprised, and then smiled knowingly, "But you are well-deserved for your disrespect."

Shang Yun Qinghe raised his eyebrows, and Song Weiqing teased: "What? Did you go back on your word?"

Shang Yunqinghe curled up her lips, and said in a deep voice, "How come, come on!" As he said that, he raised his sword and struck towards Song Feiqing, like a gust of wind and a blast of ice.

Seeing the situation, Song Feiqing turned his wrists and took advantage of the situation to hold the ink cloud across his chest to block the incoming Yinshuang. The two swords intersected and made a clanging sound. Then the two raised their breath again, and the two swords blocked their faces.

Shang Yun Qinghe stared at Song Feiqing, and smiled wantonly: "What, can you only defend?"

Song Feiqing smiled instead of anger when he heard the words, manipulated Mo Yun with one hand, clenched into a fist with the other, and attacked Shang Yun Qinghe's chest. His fists shook so that his palms went numb, "Not bad." The latter still smiled unabated.

The two sides took a step back, and each moved their energy and sword body, only to see that Shang Yun Qinghe's sword body gradually became cold, and his black clothes were gradually stained with hoarfrost. , turning his body, the tip of the sword went straight towards Song Yuqing, and bursts of cold air came ahead.

Song Yuqing was forced by a burst of cold air, she tapped her toes and kept backing away, and at the same time quickly danced a piece of sword words, the sword flower seemed to have life, leaving ink marks in the air where Shangyun Qinghe must pass.

After encountering the ink mark, Shang Yun Qinghe's silver ice gradually weakened until it disappeared into nothingness. Afterwards, Song Yuqing raised his sword and came straight towards him. Immediately leaned back, avoiding Song Yuqing's attack.

The two attacked each other like this one after another, but in the end neither of them took advantage, but both of them played happily, as if there were only two of them in the world.

Seeing that the opponent's move was dispelled again, Song Yiqing immediately got lucky again and launched an attack, but unexpectedly, at this moment, his lower-abdomen throbbed, his eyes turned black from the pain, and he suddenly spun. In mid-air, he suddenly lost his strength and was about to fall from the tree.

Shang Yun Qinghe also figured out his routine, wanted to play with him, and refused to break the trick, but who knew that something happened to this person, he immediately flew up to wrap his arms around his waist, and brought him under the tree, He immediately checked his pulse, and found that his pulse was extremely chaotic, and he could vaguely feel that he had double... double pulses.

The corners of Shang Yun Qinghe's eyes twitched, and he immediately thought of the words of the Great Elder that day, that the guardianship of the Yeling card will have different effects on men and women.

Shang Yun Qinghe looked at the man who was covering his abdomen, closed his eyes tightly, covered in sweat from pain, frowned, picked him up, and flew towards Yaoju.