Chapter 212

The light shines brightly on the whole carriage, but it is a candle after all. It is not comparable to the sunshine in the daytime. There are still some faint yellow in the carriage. Such color makes the carriage more beautiful.

Song Rong looked up and saw Chu Yun's bright eyes falling on her.

His eyes were like water and sparkling. There were thousands of words in his eyes, but in a moment, these disappeared without a trace, and his eyes were quiet again.

"Eldest childe Chu, you..." Song Rong wanted to ask what Chu Yunqing was doing, but when he said it, he felt it was inappropriate to ask.

Chu Yunqing took out a plain green handkerchief and handed it to Song Rong.

Song Rong had some doubts, but she still took it. There was something in the handkerchief. She looked at Chu Yun and opened the handkerchief.

It's a wooden hairpin in the style of cold plum. It's very exquisite. The selected wood is also excellent. Although it's wooden, it has a sense of massiness in your hand.

Song Rong suddenly realized that Chu Yunqing was a gift in return. Not long ago, she sent Chu Yunqing two ubiquitous plum blossoms, and Chu Yunqing sent the wooden hairpin back.

"Today is your birthday, so I'll give it to you." Chu Yun said in a slow voice.

Song Rong's heart was stifled. Did he personally send this small and insignificant object?

There was a warm current in Song Rong's heart, and she felt uncomfortable. She had to look at Chu Yun coldly and said, "if you want to send something, just send Ah Fu directly. This big night, you......" what if you catch a cold?

Song Rong would say such a sentence. In fact, she also wanted to hide her embarrassment, but halfway through her words, she found that the flavor of concern in her words was too strong.

Chu Yun chuckled, and a fairy voice suddenly sounded in the carriage.

In front of the girl, under the gray cloak is a red jacket, with a pomegranate red hair pendant on her head, which looks like a blooming peony.

He unexpectedly found that he liked Song Rong's cold face and his concerned words, which made his heart happy.

Song Rong put the handkerchief in her arms and said, "I'm still very grateful that you can remember my birthday. I'll take this gift."

"Miss Song, you... Don't like it?" Chu Yunqing lost again. When facing Song Rong, he always didn't know how to deal with himself and couldn't tell what to do.

Song Rong touched the thing in her arms and said in a funny voice, "if I don't like it, I'll throw it away and I won't keep it!"

"Take it." he wanted to see her take the wooden hairpin.

Song Rong touched her nose, smiled and covered up her embarrassment. Then she took out the wooden hairpin and took it to her head.

Chu Yunqing stretched out his hand, and Song Rong's body suddenly froze. Chu Yunqing, this is

Song Rong felt a slight movement in her hair. Chu Yun's leaning body had almost covered her under her body, and her clothes had fallen on her.

Then Chu Yunqin sat back. He looked at Song Rong and said, "it's a little crooked. It's just right."

Song Rong touched the hairpin and suddenly felt that she was as good as a stove. Her face turned red. She didn't want chu Yunqing to see her appearance, so she thought she wouldn't go back first.

At this time, Chu Yunqing stuffed Mrs. Tang into Song Rong's hand.

Chu Yunqing didn't say anything, but his meaning was obvious. He hoped Song Rong would stay here a little longer.

Ah Fu and green peach over there saw that there was no movement in the carriage, so they stood beside them and chatted in a low voice.

Qingtao doesn't worry that her young lady and Chu Yunqing are alone in a room. If there is a man next to her, she probably won't be so relieved, but Chu Yunqing is in the carriage. Chu Yunqing will fall when the wind blows.

Qingtao thinks that if one person will bully another person, it must be her young lady bullying Chu Yunqing.

Qingtao doesn't worry much, but obviously, Ah Fu is worried about the situation inside.

However, he didn't dare to go to see what was going on inside. His childe seems to have a good temper on weekdays, but if he doesn't want people to talk too much, it's also very strict. Ah Fu has been well aware of a lot now. He knows that he can't talk too much about Song Rong's affairs.

I had to chat with Qingtao to pass the time.

Green peach took out a handful of melon seeds from his clothes pocket and ate them. After a crisp sound, several melon seed skins were spit out.

Song Rong dotes on green peaches. Green peaches like such things to pass the time. Song Rong can eat enough green peaches.

Green peach glanced at Ah Fu, took out the embroidered bag and said; "Grab a handful and save looking back. Someone wants to say that the people in the song house are stingy and don't give a handful of melon seeds."

Ah Fu didn't say anything this time, but grabbed a handful of melon seeds and ate them.

It is rare for these two people to have such a peaceful time.

The atmosphere inside the carriage made Song Rong feel more and more uncomfortable. It was uncomfortable, but Song Rong actually felt that this feeling made people a little intoxicated.

"Young Master Chu, how are you doing in your house recently?" Song Rong found a topic. It was embarrassing for the two people to sit so dry.

Chu Yun said in a warm voice, "everything is all right."

"You should be more careful, Mrs. Chu." Song Rong said, gritting her teeth. According to reason, she shouldn't interfere in other people's family affairs, but Chu Yunqing is very different from her. It's enough to save her for a long time.

As for Mrs. Chu, she is an enemy! Song Rong is now stumbling over things in the song mansion. If she has time, she will find a way to find Mrs. Chu's trouble.

Chu Yun frowned and said, "I'll take good care of myself." now he thinks he hasn't lived enough. Naturally, he thinks about how to protect himself.

"Tell me the truth. When I told you that the plank on the bridge was pried open, you knew who did it?" Song Rong always felt that Chu Yunqing knew these things.

Chu Yun nodded slightly.

Song Rong's face turned black. Chu Yunqing knew this!

"Since you know, do you let those people harm you?" Song Rong said, hating that iron is not steel.

Chu Yun's eyes flickered and said, "the board is made by the second brother."

"Not Mrs. Chu?" Song Rong was surprised to hear that Chu Yunhong did it. How old is Chu Yunhong? You know it hurts? But on second thought, Song Rong thought it was possible.