Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 75

It was still snowing the next day.

Song Wanzhi held the bowl, drank the last mouthful of porridge, and then gently put the bowl on the table.

"Okay?" Su Mengchen looked at her.

Song Wanzhi nodded.

Su Mengchen asked: "Aren't you going to stay?"

Song Wanzhi shook her head and said, "No need. I haven't gone back all night, so it's time to go back."

Su Mengchen didn't want to stay, so he picked up the old umbrella and said, "Let's go."

Song Wanzhi was still wearing the cloak that Su Mengchen gave her last night, a man's cloak, which wrapped her in a long length. Song Wanzhi also opened the umbrella, and then opened the door and walked in with Su Mengchen. In this vast snow.

With deep footprints and thick snow, there was no one on the whole street, and no one came to pick up the carriage that got stuck in the snow last night. He probably wanted to wait until the snow stopped seven days later.

There was no words along the way, but it didn't look awkward at all, as if walking slowly like this can also bring a lot of fun.

The two umbrellas were firmly opened in the snow, and the wind and snow were not affected.

Finally, Su Mengchen sent Song Wanzhi to the back door of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Song Wanzhi stopped and stepped up the stone steps: "Would you like to come in and have a seat?"

Su Mengchen said with a smile: "No need. Another day when the snow stops, I will pick up Xiaobai."

Song Wanzhi smiled and nodded, "Okay."

Su Mengchen nodded slightly, and was about to leave, but at this moment, Song Wanzhi stopped him again: "Mr. Meng."

Su Mengchen turned her head lightly.

Song Wanzhi smiled suddenly, like Su Lei blooming brightly: "Thank you."

The fifth time, willingly.

Thank you for the story, thank you for the tea, thank you for the porridge, and thank you for the candlelight last night.

Su Mengchen smiled, a little light came out of his eyes, he put his hands behind his back and said, "You owe me once?"

Song Wanzhi clasped her fists and said, "In the future, if Mr. Meng is sent for something, Wanzhi will definitely go there."

Su Mengchen smiled and said nothing, then took the umbrella, turned around again, and walked into the heavy snow.

What he wants is not her love at first sight and death.

Song Wanzhi watched Su Mengchen leave completely, and just turned around and opened the door to enter. As soon as she stepped into her small courtyard, she heard a voice angrily said: "Song Wanzhi, where have you been!"

Song Wanzhi was a little surprised, but the surprise was only fleeting. She stood there and asked, "I don't know why Shizi Yun is here?"

Yun Haijian walked up to her in a few steps, his face was a little stiff, and there was a hint of anger.

He could see clearly, before he saw him, he clearly saw the smile that had not dissipated from Song Wanzhi's eyes, which was different from the smile she often carried that kept people thousands of miles away , that kind of smile is relaxed and pleasant.

Somehow, he was uncomfortable, even angry.

And when he saw the man's cloak that obviously didn't fit Song Wanzhi, he finally felt chills in his eyes, and sneered, "I thought Miss Song went somewhere, so she went to meet her lover privately." gone."

This is not to say that it is not mean.

If it was an ordinary girl's family, how could she bear such harsh words, but Song Wanzhi just raised her brows, and said without answering: "Mr. Yun, what's the matter?"

She didn't need to say the next sentence, but Yun Haijian understood it immediately.

So he flicked his sleeves, and with a strong chill in his eyes, he strode out of the Prime Minister's Mansion without looking back.

After going out the door, the housekeeper next to him saw him and greeted him with a smile: "Your Majesty Yun, don't you sit down?"

This morning, if he hadn't revealed his identity, how could he have let this boy in.However, the young man in front of him is Yun Haijian. Even if he is not outstanding, he cannot afford to offend such a rich family background.But now seeing the boy rushing out angrily, he walked out after thinking for a moment.

"Get out!" Yun Haijian said a word coldly, and then, regardless of the stiff expression on the butler's face, he got on his horse.

Damn, what was he worried about that woman for?Ah!
He flicked his horsewhip angrily, and threw himself into the wind and snow.

Running home between the sea of ​​clouds, his mother, Mrs. Yun, rushed up, distressed: "Where did you go for shopping again? Seeing that you are all wet, hurry up, hot water is prepared in the west garden, go take a bath." Wash, come back and put on that thick jacket."

Yun Haijian said irritably: "I don't want to wear it!"

He's not really weak!

Mrs. Yun said with a stern face: "No? You think you are a child? Can you say such willful words? You are spoiled by us! Hey, I forgot to tell you that Mrs. Qian Another batch of pictures of noble girls have been sent over, go and have a look, it’s so big, it’s time to choose a daughter-in-law.”

"Damn it!" Yun Haijian couldn't help but swear.

Mrs. Yun suddenly looked at him in surprise: "You child! Find a beating! Don't think that your father is lying on the bed and I can't deal with you!"

Yun Haijian thought of Song Wanzhi, and said angrily: "These women don't have any good things!"

Mrs. Yun was taken aback.

Yun Haijian felt a little unspeakably irritated, then flicked his sleeves and left in a hurry.

Only when Yun Haijian left completely did Mrs. Yun come to her senses. She slapped her thigh, and suddenly laughed "Ouch": "Hahaha, hahahaha, my silly son has finally enlightened. Hey, I have to see Which family's girl broke this kid's shameless and arrogant look."

After speaking, I was happy from the bottom of my heart. Since the incident happened many years ago, this child has been depressed, and he doesn't care about anything. He didn't really get angry when he looked angry, but the abnormal situation yesterday and today really made him feel angry. He feels happy.

People who have lived for dozens of years, what else does she not understand about the moods of the younger generation?
She happily turned the door, and then went to find the old servant who followed Yun Haijian. She had to ask which lady was the one who made her son so abnormal. As long as it wasn't Song Qiuxin, she didn't care if she was a country The princess is still a pretty little girl who buys tofu on the street, so let her son settle down first!

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Song Wanzhi felt his nose itchy, and couldn't help but sneezed, Xiao Ye hurriedly asked, "Sister, are you freezing?"

Song Wanzhi shook her head: "No."

Uncle Wang next to him suddenly interjected: "Someone is probably thinking about it."

Song Wanzhi smiled and shook her head. After some calculation, it has been three months. In the blink of an eye, so much time has passed.

While she was thinking, suddenly scattered footsteps came from outside, and then the girl outside said timidly: "Miss, madam is here."

Xiaoye pouted, Song Wanzhi stood up and said, "I'll go out and have a look."

After so many days, this Mrs. Zhao can't bear it anymore.

(End of this chapter)