Favorite Princess

Chapter 121: Pity (3)
"Don't worry, no matter what happened in the past, my heart is cold now." Qing Ke sighed, "Knowing that I am a girl, the neighbors in the neighborhood have everything to say, and my mother also thinks that I am a slave, not a good person calling her The price has dropped, and now I won’t go back much.”

"I didn't sell you, they starved to death!" Yi'an didn't like such words the most, and immediately became annoyed.

"Why get angry with them?" Qing Ke persuaded with a smile, "It's just a matter of the past few years. When the girl gets married in the future, I will be far away, and I will be estranged. Now I will pay back this idea. I won't be sad anymore." She persuaded Yi'an a few more words, and after listening to her many advices, she smiled and nodded one by one, and then she coaxed Yi'an to lean aside, and she didn't go out by herself. Do needlework, guard Yi'an to rest.

Because of Jia Yu's matter, the usual atmosphere in the mansion is not good, the second wife looks at the second master with a cold stare, and now she is too lazy to take care of the affairs of the mansion.

Yi Rou fell ill that day, obviously because she was afraid, Yi An was reassuring with Yi Rou every day these days, but seeing her wake up in a dream, she couldn't help but feel apologetic.

It was the first time for Yi Rou to see such a thing, although she was strong in nature, she couldn't bear it. Song Yan knew this, and hurriedly bought a decoction of Ning Shen from outside, and collected a lot of words and books to relieve her sister's boredom .Yi Rou's heart was warmed by her elder brother's attention to the end, and Yi An relieved her situation, so she struggled and gradually recovered from her illness.

Seeing her refreshed, Yi'an felt relieved, but Song Yan led her out of the house alone.

Sitting together with Song Yan in an unremarkable black car, staggering to an unknown place, Yi'an was puzzled, but seeing Song Yan's expression was cold and serious, he didn't dare to talk and laugh. Hong Xiu, who came by himself, scrambled and scrambled out of the car regardless of his master. He would rather eat the cold wind outside than be in the same car with the third master who was soaked in cold air. He said to Song Yan, "Third brother always thinks of me, and he brought it with him when he came out, so I don't know how to be grateful."

Song Yan glanced at her coldly, seeing that the younger sister seemed to have shrunk in a circle, huddled in a corner and looked at him pitifully, with a pair of big clear eyes looking at him innocently and ignorantly, and finally sighed in his heart.

"You."

Hearing the connivance in his elder brother's tone, Yi'an immediately beamed with joy, sat up again, stroked the swaying Bu Yao on his head, and said with a smile, "I knew the third brother was the best." Then he asked where he was going go.

Song Yan just shook his head, and when he reached a very noisy place, there was still a faint smell of stench and corruption coming from outside, Song Yan ordered Hongxiu to come in and light the spices, seeing the girl lighting the spices, the waiter rolled his eyes Yi'an covered his mouth and nose, and hurriedly climbed out again, he would rather endure the smell outside than stay in the same car with him, but he didn't care, put a veil on Yi'an's face, and then picked The curtain told her to look out.

(End of this chapter)