The concubine is in trouble: please take care, my lord

The living room is well lit and very bright.

After all, he finally persuaded Mrs. Song Er to go away. I felt that the air in the hall became much fresher, and I felt more refreshed.

Du Qiyou hated dealing with women the most in his life, especially messy women, which would make him feel headache and irritable.

Standing in the hall, Fu Congyang's eye knife kept shooting over, Du Qiyou lowered his eyelids slightly, pretending that he didn't see it.

Fu Yuyang sat on the ebony chair at the top, picked up the tea that was just served by his servants, and took a sip.

Raising his head, noticing Fu Congyang's expression, Fu Yuyang couldn't help but smiled, coughed lightly, and said, "Okay, don't be so sullen. It's a good thing to have an apprentice. Song Zheng is a good kid, a talented kid." , you don’t suffer.”

Fu Congyang glanced at the elder brother with resentment, and was very annoyed in his heart. You have decided to accept it for me, what else can I say?

Du Qiyou saw Uncle Wu's aggrieved face, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up slightly, and there were smiles in his eyes.

Fu Yuyang glanced over, "Okay, don't gloat. How are you and Song Dai getting along these days?"

The ball suddenly kicked towards him, Du Qiyou was taken aback, frowned, and Fang replied: "It's... not bad."

Fu Yuyang glared at him and snorted coldly.

"Since it's not bad, why is Miss Song so eager to move away from Fu's house? Are you bullying him again?"

Du Qiyou suddenly felt wronged, and slandered in his heart: Master, you really overestimated your disciple, and I don't have the ability to bully her.

Reluctantly said: "No."

Fu Yuyang put down his teacup, his expression was a little stern, "It's better not to, manly man, when it's time to be bold, be bold."

Du Qiyou was quite speechless, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, he leaned forward and said, "I will follow Master's instruction."

Fu Yuyang glanced at him indifferently, thinking to himself, he really has no idea.

Fu Yuyang raised his eyes and said: "Your mother wrote a letter yesterday, saying that you asked Song Dai to stay in filial piety for three years before getting married, is that true?"

Du Qiyou was heartbroken, with a condensed expression on his face, he bowed slightly and said, "Yes."

There was a trace of displeasure on Fu Yuyang's face, knowing Du Qiyou's careful thoughts, he asked in a deep voice, "You still don't want to marry Miss Song?"

Du Qiyou looked up at Master, sighed inwardly, and said bravely, "Master, twisted melons are not sweet."

"What are you talking about?" Fu Yuyang sternly said, "You took advantage of a girl, but you don't want to take responsibility?"

Du Qiyou had mixed feelings in his heart, "Master misunderstood, this disciple didn't mean anything like that. This disciple just felt, felt..."

His belly was full of words, but he couldn't speak them out like a stick in his throat.

Fu Congyang looked at Du Qiyou's forehead sweating from the side, and felt a little unbearable, so he took the words: "Brother, don't force Qiyou, let them handle the young people's affairs by themselves. But, Qiyou Ah, the three-year filial piety is Miss Song's meaning, or your meaning?"

Du Qiyou groaned in his heart, thinking: Uncle Wu, are you helping me or hurting me?

Looking up at the master's face, although his heart trembled, he still didn't dare to hesitate, and said in a muffled voice, "It's... the disciple's meaning."

Fu Yuyang made a black face on the spot, and snorted coldly, "I knew it."

Du Qiyou turned over in his heart, sighed deeply, lifted his robe and knelt down.

-

The bazaar was very lively, Song Dai and Guo Shi sat in the carriage and drove to Moju, chatting freely and happily along the way.

Regardless of Guoer's young age, she knows a lot of things, like a young adult, with witty remarks, making Song Dai laugh out loud.

"Sister-in-law, my godfather is very good. He is humorous and has no airs. You can definitely make good friends with him."

As a result, when the child mentions his godfather, his eyebrows are beaming, his big eyes are shining brightly, and he is really cute.

Song Dai was told by the fruit that she was very curious about this "the richest man in the capital" Boss Zhao, and didn't know what it would be like.

The carriage stopped at the gate of Moju, Song Dai got out of the carriage holding the fruits, and the two walked into Moju holding hands.

Moju is also a well-known restaurant in the south of the Yangtze River. The food inside is expensive, but there are still an endless stream of customers every day.

Not for anything else, just because the dishes and snacks here are extremely delicious, which makes people linger after eating and linger.

"Uncle Zhang, is godfather there?" So he asked the shopkeeper who was doing the accounting at the counter.

The shopkeeper looked at Guo and smiled, and said with a kindly smile, "Here, the boss is upstairs."

So he took Song Dai directly to the second floor, and came to a Tianzi room with ease, and the immature child voice called out: "Godfather!"

There was no one in the room, Song Dai was wondering when she saw a piece of sleeve cloth exposed behind the door, she knew it.

"Huh? Is he not here?" Guo Yu wrinkled his small face, quite puzzled.

"Ah!" With a loud shout, a person wearing a Zhu Bajie mask suddenly appeared in front of him.

As a result, she was taken aback, covered her ears and let out a wow, turned around and plunged into Song Dai's arms, "Sister-in-law..."

Song Dai had expected this scene a long time ago, laughed heartily, and picked Guo Yu up from the ground.

Zhao Yi succeeded, so he was naturally overjoyed. He took off his mask and looked at Guoer with a smile, "Scared out of your wits, little fool?"

The mask was taken off, and what came into view was a delicate face, with a clear and shallow smile on the corner of the mouth, very happy.

No matter how you look at it, he looks more like a scholar with a jade face, but... the expensive brown gold robe on his body still looks like a businessman.

While she was looking at Zhao Yi, Zhao Yi was also looking at her, a bright light flashed in his eyes, but it was not annoying.

As a result, he called out "sister-in-law" just now, and he knew that the beauty in front of him should be Qiyou's fiancée, so he felt kind.

So he regained his composure, slipped from Song Dai's arms, and punched him with a small powder fist in embarrassment, "Godfather, why are you so scary..."

Zhao Yi let her beat her for a while, with a doting smile on his face, he suddenly held his chest as if injured, "Ah, it hurts..."

So the movement stopped, and he looked at him suspiciously, "Godfather, stop pretending, I didn't even try hard."

"Nonsense." Zhao Yi stared, and then looked weak again, "Your fist that was born with internal force that day hit my soft bone, can it not hurt?"

Song Dai looked at Zhao Yi, who had an exaggerated expression and excellent singing and writing, and couldn't help laughing. She immediately understood why Guo Er behaved like this in front of Fu's house. She had been exposed to it since she was a child. Presumably Du Qiyou's childhood should also be very happy.

"Godfather~" Seeing his painful face, his voice was timid, and he asked worriedly, "Are you alright?"

Zhao Yi clutched his stomach and said, "Something's up...then what, I'm a little hungry, how about you?"

As a result: "..."

Song Dai couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing with a "puchi".

"Okay, you're lying again, I don't care about you, bad guy..."

"I didn't lie to you. I'm really hungry. Miss Song, what do you want to eat... Bring a pot of wine, I want to have a drink with my daughter-in-law..."

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