With the sound, Su Yunchu came to the place where the three people were.

Behind him was a silent Zhao Zhiyun.

Zhao Zhiyun was indeed silent. Only when he entered the door, he raised his eyes and looked at Song haoliu. Then he restrained his look. It seemed that he was frightened and stopped looking at him.

Although Su Yunchu's conversation didn't avoid her, she had known Su Yunchu for so long and slowly understood what kind of person Su Yunchu was. Many boudoir women couldn't do what she did. Although she envied Su Yunchu, she was also an optimistic and cheerful person and didn't stick to being the second Su Yunchu, Therefore, after entering the door, she sat on the other side, far away from those people, tasted her own tea and played with her own tea cup, leaving only Su Yunchu and the four people talking there. At this time, it was not particularly clear to her.

However, she didn't deliberately listen to it. However, there was a gentle voice, which was like being possessed by a devil. It always got into her ears and let her hear it really. The voices of all people, including her best friend Su Yunchu and her closest cousin Chen Ziming, wouldn't spread to her ears like that. Only the clear and moist voice like being possessed by a devil, penetrated everywhere, Tortured her ears.

The hands playing with empty tea cups are inevitably a little impatient. Su Yunchu is still there to analyze the advantages and disadvantages with private people, so that these people don't have to be persistent or worry about her too much. Emperor Yongye thought he could use her to catch the Song family or Jiangnan as long as she stayed in the royal family. However, although Jiangnan and the Song family are the homes of literati, they won't be easily kneaded by others.

Song haoliu has more confidence in Su Yunchu than others. Therefore, in his words, he is more inclined to Su Yunchu.

However, Zhao Zhiyun here was careless and made a loud sound on his own side. Because song Hao's gentle and elegant voice always came into her ears, she was so upset that she always looked at him subconsciously, looked at the gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, remembered the scene he secretly saw in the garden of Zhiyuan Houfu that day, and the evil smile on his face when he was caught.

So the empty cup she played with fell to the ground without warning and made a clear sound.

She was stunned. There was a slight embarrassment on her face. Even the people next to her turned their heads and looked at her. Five pairs of eyes looked at her, making Zhao Zhiyun's ears red.

Chen Ziming was puzzled and asked her, "yun'er?"

Zhao Zhiyun pursed her mouth and looked up at the five people over there. However, her eyes didn't first look at Chen Ziming who asked first, but ran into song haoliu's eyes, then hurriedly moved away and looked at Chen Ziming, "hey... Cousin, I'm fine, you continue... Continue..."

Chen Ziming frowned slightly. He didn't know what happened to Zhao Zhiyun, but he also knew that his cousin was similar to song Lingxue.

Only song haoliu looked at her, and the smile on the corners of his mouth seemed to be deeper.

Zhao Zhiyun was annoyed. He had slightly lowered his body and wanted to pick up the broken three petal tea cup, but his extended hand hadn't touched it yet, but lengbuding heard a clear voice, "the broken cup is sharp, be careful, don't touch it."

But it was good not to make a sound. The sound was that Zhao Zhiyun startled him. He didn't touch the broken cup, but his hand shook, but he almost hit the broken cup.