Song Xingliang's destination is the famous villa area in Beicheng.

There is an inch of land and an inch of gold. The people who live here are some dignitaries.

Ordinary people can't enter.

Emperor brocade palace.

As soon as song Xingliang got off the bus, he saw these words. He didn't know who wrote them. His pen style was vigorous and powerful, magnificent, and gave people a sense of pressure for no reason.

Song Yanzong also got off with him. The door was not closed and he didn't want to go in.

He took the general perfunctory advice of the process and said, "Xingliang, you live a good life here. The conditions here are not comparable to those of the Song family. I'm relieved if you stay here."

After finishing these words, song Yanzong drove away and didn't see song Xingliang's reaction.

The whole process came down. In less than two minutes, I couldn't wait to get rid of the trouble.

Oh, peace of mind?

Song Xingliang sneered.

Song Yanzong's peace of mind is probably the peace of mind that he finally left the trouble.

The gate of the imperial palace is open.

Song Xingliang went straight in with his luggage.

She looked around for a week and had a panoramic view of the buildings inside.

Song Xingliang's first impression of the imperial platinum palace was great.

The second impression is exquisite.

There is a long corridor in the imperial brocade palace, which is made of good aloe wood. When you walk down the corridor, you can smell the light wood fragrance.

At the other end of the corridor is a pavilion, under which lotus flowers are planted. You can see red and white carp looming under the clear pond.

Everything here is full of antique charm. It is a typical garden architecture, which is both atmospheric and beautiful.

The housekeeper in black uniform came out to receive song Xingliang.

Into the living room, you can see priceless antiques and famous paintings everywhere.

Rao is song Xingliang used to big scenes, but he is still shocked by the style and handwriting of the Bo family.

Song Xingliang is wearing a white cotton skirt today. His long hair is tied into a ponytail and soft on his back. It is a little more clever than usual.

She looked around without changing her face. She didn't have stage fright. She looked at what she wanted to see. She didn't look timid. It seemed that she was just a simple viewing, very casual.

Unexpectedly, while she was looking around, someone was looking at her.

In order to welcome the arrival of song Xingliang, Yan Ruyi specially changed into a red embroidered cheongsam.

Red symbolizes auspiciousness, and she also plans a good color head.

She sat in the living room and her eyes fell on Song Xingliang.

It is said that this girl is from the countryside, but from this point of view, her eyebrows and eyes are exquisite and beautiful, and she has such a lovely dexterity that she is not as vulgar and wild as a country child.

The temperament hidden under a simple white skirt is unusual.

Yan Ruyi is the old lady of the Bo family. She lost her husband in her early years, but she has a way to make everyone in the family respect her. The means are not comparable to ordinary people.

She has seen all kinds of people, and her eyes are fierce. Now she looks at Song Xingliang, and she likes it at a glance.

Yan Ruyi is also dishonest. She goes forward and enthusiastically pulls song Xingliang's wrist, "are you Xingliang? You are so beautiful. You should get along well with shen'er when you marry into our family. If that boy bullies you, you will tell Grandma!"

Song Xingliang has never been treated so intimately. He is a little uncomfortable for the moment.

She was reflexively trying to pull her hand out.

However, looking at Yan Ruyi's kind and smiling face made her feel as kind as grandma.

Song Xingliang found some comfort in the strange place and the familiar feeling. He was very fond of Yan Ruyi.

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