The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 111
In addition to solving the problem of the garden, the rest is the candidates. If you meet some servants who are dumbfounded, no matter how good the garden is, it will not help.

When the three of them went out, an old man stood not far away with his hands behind his back, staring at the garden with a pair of dim eyes, full of nostalgia in his eyes.

Wang Xingyuan saw the octogenarian with sharp eyes, and hurried to meet him.

"Mr. Liu, why are you here? Didn't you agree that I would go find you? Why bother you to go there yourself? This is Princess Changle, and she is going to buy your garden."

The old man didn't speak, but looked at Song Xieyu carefully.

Song Xieyu was not ashamed or annoyed, and directly blessed her body with a smile on her face.

The old man looked at it for a while before he opened his mouth leisurely, "Since they are predestined people, and they all come from the void, the old man can safely hand over this garden to the girl."

Wang Xingyuan and shopkeeper Wang were both at a loss for what they said inexplicably, but Song Xieyu's face turned pale instantly after hearing it, she bit her lips hard to keep herself from fluctuating too much, but her chest But the rhythm in the movie really betrayed itself.

After taking a few deep breaths, Song Xieyu felt that he had finally calmed down a lot.

"Why did the old man say that?"

The old man smiled and stopped answering, turned around and left, leaving a last sentence.

"This garden is just a gift from the old man to the girl. Since you are destined, just accept it."

Wang Xingyuan was even more confused now. He turned his head to look at Shopkeeper Wang, who also had a confused look on his face.

"Go back home. I'm here today. I'm a little tired. I'll go to Qiancizhai another day." After speaking, Song Xieyu stepped into the carriage without looking back, and the two hurriedly followed up.

Along the way, Song Xieyu didn't speak, but just stared at one place, his eyes were a little dull, and his mind was full of the words left by the old man just now.

It all comes from emptiness, this sentence makes Song Xieyu really a little confused.

"Yuan Xian, turn your horse's head and run to the old man's residence." Yuan Xian who was outside was slightly startled when she heard Song Xieyu's words, and hurriedly told the coachman to turn his horse's head and ran to the courtyard in the suburbs just go.

After a while of galloping, the carriage stopped in front of a dilapidated courtyard. There was a coffin conspicuously placed in the courtyard. The whole body was black and translucent, glowing with a strange light.

"This is?" Song Xieyu didn't care about anything else, jumped off the carriage, and entered the yard in three steps at a time.

Hearing movement outside, a young man came out of the house and looked at Song Xieyu suspiciously.

"Is Mr. Liu at home?" Song Xieyu panted slightly.

"It's unfortunate that the girl came here. Godfather closed his eyes not long after he came back from the city. Now he may have arrived at Naihe Bridge, waiting for the bowl of soup from Meng Po." with tears.

Just gone?
Song Xieyu's eyes were full of disbelief, and he stared at the young man with wide eyes.

"You don't want to be kidding me, you just returned it just now." Song Xieyu couldn't say a word completely, and choked it in his throat.

"Did Mr. Liu leave peacefully?" After a while, Song Xieyu asked in a low voice.

"Godfather left very peacefully. I have never seen him so relaxed like today in so many years. It must be that his wish for many years has been fulfilled." The boy looked at the black coffin and sighed.

For so many years, godfather has been waiting for something every day. Knowing that a young man came to the door a few days ago, and he didn't know what he said to godfather, the expression on godfather's face eased a lot. It was much more relaxed, and he left after leaving a word of someone who was destined to arrive.

"Is the girl the destined person in the mouth of the godfather?" The young man looked at Song Xieyu, and suddenly thought of something.

"Maybe." Song Xieyu replied dully.

"Girl, wait for your godfather to deliver something to you." After speaking, the boy quickly ran into the house, rummaged around and came out with a small cloth bag in his arms.

"Here, that's all"

Yuan Xian hurriedly finished the cloth bag and turned to look at her master.

"Then thank you very much, young master. If you have any difficulties, you can go directly to the Huaiyin palace to find me. Xieyu will definitely help you with all your strength."

After finishing speaking, Song Xieyu bowed slightly towards the black coffin, and then left.

Yuan Xian carefully looked at Song Xieyu with a serious face, and didn't dare to speak, but silently followed behind, holding the cloth bag in her arms.

Still silent all the way.

The carriage stopped steadily in front of the Huaiyin Prince's Mansion. Before entering, Yuan Jia was anxiously waiting at the door.

Seeing Song Xieyu get off the carriage, he hurried up to meet her.

"Princess, you are back, the princess is in a hurry."

"What happened to mother?" Hearing Yuan Jia mention Li Rong, Song Xieyu's thoughts were quickly pulled back.

"The concubine is fine, but I heard that the princess met a strange person, turned the carriage and went to the suburbs of Beijing. I was a little worried, so I specially asked my slaves to wait for the princess to come back, to see if there is anything wrong with the princess."

After listening to Yuan Jia's words, Song Xieyu's heart that was hanging just now fell back into his belly.

"Let's go, Shi An Yuan, I will have dinner at Shi An Yuan."

Just outside the gate of Shi'an Garden, I saw Li Rong pacing back and forth in the courtyard with an anxious face. Song Xieyu hurried forward and took Li Rong's slightly cold hand.

"Mother, it's windy here, you're still weak, let's go back to the house quickly."

Seeing Song Xieyu intact, Li Rong finally felt relieved, and muttered resentfully.

"You're a real girl, you're only worrying my mother."

"Mother, don't be angry, isn't Yu'er wrong?" After finishing speaking, Song Xieyu hugged Li Rong's arm and acted coquettishly.

Seeing such a daughter, Li Rong lost her temper in an instant, and could only sigh helplessly.

"I went to buy a garden today. I just chatted with the original owner of the garden. Mother, don't worry."

After being coquettish for a while, Song Xieyu obediently told the people she saw but didn't mention the content of the discussion. If Li Rong knew about it, she would probably be worried again.

"Why do you want to buy a yard again? Is Wangyue Pavilion a little dissatisfied?" Li Rong didn't understand Song Xieyu's actions for a while, thinking that she was a little dissatisfied with her residence.

"It's not that I'm dissatisfied with Wangyue Pavilion, it's just that Yu'er wants to build a four-season garden, which is warm in winter and cool in summer, so that my mother won't have to suffer in the scorching heat every day, and won't hold the hot dog all day long in winter." People's Tang Pozi."

Anyway, sooner or later you have to tell Li Rong about this matter, so it's better to say it today.

(End of this chapter)