Linglong concubine heart

Song Si shook his head this time. He seemed to be afraid that the other party would misunderstand what he meant. After thinking about it, he said, "I don't want you to know this. You just need to get out of here."

"Song Si, you are a good man." Song Lingyue also smiled, sincerely from the bottom of her heart.

"Also, the pavilion master's request is that you dance for him at the right time." Song Si thought for a while and said this sentence again.

Song Lingyue couldn't laugh or cry: "Dancing, what kind of dance is dancing? Is dancing more difficult than killing people? Or is it that the pavilion master knows that I have become a useless person, so he is willing to let me go? But this so-called appropriate time, is it again?" What time do you mean?"

"I don't know, the pavilion master just said that he wants you to dance a dance that no one has danced." Song Si is just a messenger, even if he has emotions, he has to hide them.

But Song Lingyue laughed out loud when she heard the words, she doesn't know anything, but there are not many dances here, but obviously, the content of the pavilion master's request is very simple, but the difficulty of the request should not be small.

Song Si stopped talking. After a moment of silence, he bent down and picked up the heavy body of the sixth prince, and disappeared with a "swish".

Song Lingyue blinked her eyes, then shook her head as if laughing.

That night, Song Lingyue had no dreams until it was almost dawn when she was woken up by Shuang'er: "Madam, it's time to get up, it's getting late."

"Well, when is it?" Song Lingyue was sleepy, and she was really struggling. This is probably a common problem that everyone has, that is, staying in bed.

"In half an hour, it will be the time of Chen. If Madam can't afford it anymore, the servant will not be able to help Madam. At that time, Madam will not be dragged to the wilderness, and then..." Shuang'er sighed , and didn't try to wake him up, just stood by the bed and spit out these words faintly.

Song Lingyue's reaction was impressive, she sat up with a "chuckle", rubbed her eyes, got up from the bed very quickly, and couldn't help complaining: "Shuang'er, you've failed at school."

Shuang'er pursed her lips and smiled, and began to dress up Song Lingyue, but she followed the clothes of the people in the house: "Madam, are you going to find Mr. Ye today?"

"How do you know?" Song Lingyue squinted at Shuang'er.

Shuang'er didn't evade, and continued with the movements of her hands skillfully: "This servant guessed."

Song Lingyue stopped talking until everything was ready and when she went out with a small package, she said the last sentence to Shuang'er: "Shuang'er, if you want to gain someone's trust, you must first learn To trust others, so you often choose the person you trust first, and you are likely to suffer.”

"Your servant knows." Shuang'er responded with a smile, and then sent Song Lingyue out of the small courtyard with a smile.

Song Lingyue sighed, as if she wanted to say something else, but she finally went out with her burden on her back. It was not yet clear at this time, but because today was the wedding of the sixth prince and the princess of a neighboring country, so she met someone along the way. Many people were in a hurry, but no one recognized Song Lingyue, until they were stopped by the gatekeeper to ask the way.

"The servant girl is the maidservant next to the prince. The prince ordered the servant girl to go out of the mansion to buy some things." Song Lingyue lowered her head slightly, her attitude was still respectful.

Mending was suspicious: "It's so early in the morning, what did the prince ask you to buy?"

"The things the prince wants to buy, are we slaves and servants supposed to ask?" Song Lingyue first sighed, and then approached the doorman and said, "Actually, this thing was bought for Madam Ling, who has just entered the mansion. It is said that the sixth prince went to visit Mrs. Ling last night to talk about the old days, but was kicked out by Mrs. Ling. After that, the sixth prince stayed up all night. He probably couldn't help it at this time, so he suddenly called his slaves to go shopping. Today, the prince is getting married, Madam Ling will enjoy it, and the sixth prince is trying to make Madam Ling happy."

"That's the way it is. It's no wonder I got it. They say that Mrs. Ling is a favorite of the princes as soon as she enters the mansion..." The Mending suddenly looked dazed, and was about to continue gossip, but was caught by Song Ling. The month interrupted.

Song Lingyue waved her hand and retracted her neck: "Come on, I'll tell you these things later, I have to go to work now, if I come back late, I will be punished by the prince."

"That's right, then go quickly and remember to come back earlier." Mending smacked his lips, maybe he really looked forward to Song Lingyue's return and continued gossip with him.

Safely exiting the gate of the palace, Song Lingyue also heaved a sigh of relief, and went straight to Zuiyinju. She went really early this time, and when she arrived, the gate of the restaurant had just opened. The stacked chairs were moved down, each one yawning.

Song Lingyue walked in directly, and heard a waiter say: "This guest officer came too early, guest officer, please wait first, let's clean it up now."

"Go, go, go and do your work," the guy who had met Song Lingyue before also came over at this time, and after dismissing the previous guy, he invited Song Lingyue upstairs, "Miss, first Rest upstairs, our young master will be there in a while."

Song Lingyue nodded, thanked her again, and followed the waiter upstairs. This time Ye Fan hadn't arrived yet, but the table had already been set with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and Song Lingyue sat in the side room by herself. After a while, I scribbled some words on the paper again, only to see Ye Fan arriving late, out of breath.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Could it be that you came running here?" Song Lingyue couldn't help laughing. Looking at it like this, Ye Fan seemed quite cute.

Ye Fan poured himself a glass of water, drank it all in one gulp, and then rested for a while before saying, "Aren't you afraid that you've waited too long?"

"Take a break first, I've already written down what I'm going to say today, and you can familiarize yourself with it later." Song Lingyue felt that she was instantly transformed into a preschool teacher, very helpless, but also seemed very interesting.

Ye Fan seemed to want to say something to Song Lingyue, but after thinking for a while, he just nodded, then took the paper over, looked at it, and said with a frown, "I recognize the line below, but the line above is not What are they?"

"This is another form of expression of numbers that I told you. You can compare them up and down, and they are all in one-to-one correspondence, from one to ten." Song Lingyue also moved over and started a simple explanation, " As long as you can memorize this expression, you can easily express those complicated numbers, and this is the only one for the time being, if someone wants to make an idea of ​​this account book, they may not understand it."

"But now I can't understand it, and just these few numbers, how to express a slightly larger number?" Ye Fan listened with his chin resting, and silently memorized these symbols.

Song Lingyue naturally knew that he would ask this question, so she randomly combined a few numbers together, and said patiently: "This is fine, but if you want to use it like this, you must first know how to calculate this kind of number. Look at counting from right to left, this one is called ones, the previous one is tens, and the next one is..."

Song Lingyue is really not used to this way of lecturing, and some things Song Lingyue thinks are natural, but Ye Fan just can't understand, so the two can only communicate over and over again, and finally reach a common opinion .

In the end, Ye Fan also gradually felt the simplicity of this method, but he was even more curious about where did this method come from: "I said, where did the girl get this method? It's so wonderful."

"The secret must not be leaked, but I don't know what Mr. Ye thinks of this method?" Song Lingyue shook her head pretending to be mysterious. Today, she just told the other party the expression of numbers, as well as basic addition and subtraction. She hasn't finished teaching multiplication and division yet. It seems that the road is far away.

Ye Fan also laughed: "Lingyue is too mysterious."

The two were gossiping, when they suddenly heard the faint sound of gongs and drums coming from the street below, Song Lingyue looked over her head, and she knew it in her heart: "Is this the Sixth Prince's wedding party?"

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