"Okay, okay! I'll call! Let go of me first!" Feng Buyi frowned and looked at Ye Ling's hand holding his collar.

Ye Ling let go, Feng Buyi took two steps back, cleared his throat, turned around and ran away!

"Let me call you sister? Go dream!" Feng Buyi said, and got into the bamboo forest next to him.

Ye Ling smiled and turned around, and was stunned for a moment. He saw an old woman with gentle eyebrows appearing not far away, with a slim figure and simple dress.

His eyes slightly moved, and he saw Yun Zhong pushing a wheelchair with the person on it...

In the original owner's memory, he had a vague impression that this person was the famous Song Meiren in Chu Jing.

Song Qingyu is really beautiful. Unlike Nangong Heng, he has a masculine face that is extremely beautiful. Song Qingyu's beauty is somewhat arguing with male and female models.

Whether it is pretending or real, Chu Mingyin has a pale face all year round, sick and tired, with a tired face.

Song Qingyu's paleness made his face, which was originally as flawless as white porcelain, with almost transparent skin, thin and long eyebrows, his eyes were clear and pure, as clear as a mortal, with beautiful nose bridge, thin lips pursed, three points of stunning beauty, three points of weak and sick face, three points of cold and cold, and very beautiful.

Song Qingyu was also looking at Ye Ling.

He was dressed in old gray cloth, and he did not hide his natural beauty at all. He was clearly a bright and confusing appearance, but he had a calm and generous bone. The faint smile on the corner of his mouth made everything around him lose color. It was not the same person as his memory, the second sister of the Ye family who was arrogant and arrogant because of his beauty.

"Grandma Wen!" Ye Chen jumped over and called Song Qingyu with a smile, "Uncle Song! You are here!"

Song Qingyu retracted his gaze that was placed on Ye Ling, nodded slightly at Ye Chen, and said nothing.

"General Ye, I'm here to thank you." Wen Min bowed to Ye Ling.

"Auntie, don't be polite. I had no time before, so I should have visited the door." Ye Ling put down the wooden barrel, smiled and walked forward.

Wen Min naturally met Ye Ling. Although she was in the capital, the last time she met was three years ago. The woman in front of her now is completely different from the girl she remembers that she is beautiful but has no soul or connotation.

"Young Master Song is getting better?" Ye Ling asked politely. After all, it was the one she brought back.

"Yes, thank you." Song Qingyu lowered his eyes and nodded slightly. His voice was cold and indifferent, without fluctuations.

"You're welcome." Ye Ling chuckled and said to Wen Min, "Auntie, let me change my clothes first and clean up."

"Master, my subordinates take Mrs. Song and Mrs. Song to Wuhua Pavilion?" Yun Zhong asked.

"Well. Baby, please accompany your Grandma Wen and Uncle Song to come first and help your aunt entertain them." Ye Ling said with a smile.

"Okay!" Ye Chen held Wen Min's hand, "Let's go to Wuhua Pavilion!"

Ye Chen led Wen Min in front, and Yun Zhong pushed Song Qingyu's wheelchair and followed behind.

Song Qingyu turned his head and looked at the slender figure entering Xiuzhuxuan, sighing slightly.

Originally, Ye Ling was going to make milk tea himself today, but now the customer comes to her and she has no time.

Asked Xueqing to send tea and snacks to Wuhua Pavilion first, Ye Ling explained the steps of Mo Zhu making milk tea and asked her to come.

"Master, can you please?" Mo Zhu silently wrote it down, feeling quite complicated.

"Okay! Try it first. Success is rewarded, but failure is fine!" Ye Ling didn't say anything more. After changing his clothes, he went to Wuhua Pavilion after a simple wash.

Mo Zhu frowned and looked at the fresh milk in the wooden barrel, and a can of tea that Ye Ling took, took a deep breath, and then give it a try!

Wuhua Pavilion is a two-story building facing the lake in the back garden of Prince Jing's Mansion. Ye Ling asked him to clean up and specially entertain guests. Except for Wen Min and Song Qingyu and his son, no one has ever come.

Song Qingyu was inconvenient, so he didn't even go up to the second floor and sat down on the first floor.

"Grandma Wen, look, that flower was brought back by my aunt from the northern border! Is it a good look?" Ye Chen said, pointing at the pot of bright little yellow flowers on the windowsill like a treasure.

Wen Min smiled and nodded: "It looks good."

As soon as Xue Qing put the refreshments in place, Ye Ling came over.

Wen Min stood up and Ye Ling waved his hand: "Auntie, sit down quickly, don't be restrained. I am very familiar with Uncle Song. Just call me my name."

Wen Min looked at Ye Ling with gratitude: "Ye Ling, I came here to thank you specifically. Thank you for escorting A Yu back to Beijing. Thank you for asking Young Master Feng to treat A Yu."

"Okay, thank you for accepting it. I heard from the baby that my aunt is very skilled. If I come to the house for free another day, don't bother me!" Ye Ling said half-jokingly.

Wen Min quickly waved her hand: "Welcome to go, it's all day long!"

"Then I take it seriously." Ye Ling chuckled.

Feng Buyi came over and said it was time to apply an injection to Song Qingyu.

Ye Ling took Ye Chen and accompanied Wen Min around Wuhua Pavilion.

Wen Min re-reached Ye Ling today and admired and loved her very much.

Wen Min and Xue have different personalities.

Xue was originally from a general, and Yun Kun died early, so she grew up with two sons alone. She was quite tough and decisive when encountering things.

Wen Min is obviously from a scholarly family. At this age, there are wrinkles on her face, but her elegant and gentle look is revealed from her bones. She treats people with feelings of spring breeze.

Song Feng and Wen Min were ten years apart, so they married her, and Wen Min gave birth to Song Qingyu at the age of thirty.

Except for the accident of her son, Wen Min lived a comfortable and comfortable life. She spent the accident without knowing that Song Zhao really saved her countless tears.

Seeing that Feng Buyi came out of Wuhua Pavilion, Ye Chen ran over.

Song Qingyu sat in a wheelchair and tidied up his clothes. Wen Min and Ye Ling both came in.

"Ye Ling, this is a gift for you, please be sure to accept it." Wen Min took out a box and handed it to Ye Ling.

"Auntie is so polite." Ye Ling did not refuse, and took it over and opened it with a smile, and the room was filled with light.

It is a string of colorful glass bracelets, with special material rare. Wen Min said it was a treasure that Song Zhao accidentally picked up in her early years, and it was very suitable for Ye Ling.

"It looks good, I like it." Ye Ling took it out and put it on his wrist to show Wen Min.

The bright light flows on the jade-like wrist, which is so beautiful.

"Auntie is so beautiful! Uncle Song, don't you?" Ye Chen snuggled beside Song Qingyu and asked with a smile.

Song Qingyu looked at Ye Ling with a faint expression, nodded slightly, and said nothing.

Wen Min wanted to say goodbye, but Ye Chen pulled her and said, "I'll have fragrant milk tea to eat here today."

At this moment, Mo Zhu frowned and appeared at the door of Wuhua Pavilion.

Ye Ling got up and went out, Mo Zhu lowered her head and said, "Master, the milk tea is broken."

"Why is it broken? I have tasted it, it's not delicious?" Ye Ling raised his eyebrows.

Mo Zhu shook her head: "I just finished it, but I haven't tasted it yet, a few bugs fell inside."

"That's a coincidence, let's forget it, and go back and do it." Ye Ling said indifferently. It doesn't matter if he fails once, the cows are brought back.

"Master, someone from the palace came, the emperor ordered the master to enter the palace immediately!" Yun Zhong ran over.

"I see."

Ye Ling turned around, Wen Min had already gotten up, and said with a smile: "Then go quickly, we will go back now, come back another day."

"Okay." Ye Ling nodded and asked Yun Zhong and Mo Zhu to help see the guests off, so she hurried out of the house.

In the carriage when he returned, Wen Min sighed that Ye Ling really had the style of being a father.

"You Uncle Ye left early, and the three of them lived with their uncles. Life would be difficult. Ye Ying had such an accident. Ye Ling, who was originally smart and clever, became a famous waste beauty. Now, I think about it, I was deliberately disguised it in order to cover up my sharpness." Wen Min had a beautiful misunderstanding.

Seeing that Song Qingyu didn't say anything, Wen Min held his hand and asked, "A Yu, what do you think of the sister of the Ye family?"

"Okay." Song Qingyu only said one word lightly.

Wen Min smiled and said, "Your father came to write a letter last time and said, "When you get better, you will ask you to pursue Ye Ling. Your father admires her very much, and his mother likes her too. Where are you?"

Song Qingyu lowered his eyes, shook his head slightly and said, "I'm not worthy of her."

Wen Min was stunned for a moment and sighed: "Let's not talk about this for now. The most important thing for you is to take good care of your health."

When Ye Ling saw Emperor Chu, she found that Emperor Chu looked unwilling and her attitude towards her was not the same as before.

"Look at the Emperor, long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long, " Ye Ling bowed and bowed.

"Sit." Emperor Chu said a word with a cold face.

Ye Ling sat down, looking at his eyes, nose and heart, waiting for Emperor Chu to express his purpose.

"The prince said, you have given him evil poison, intending to make him lose his son and grandson?" Emperor Chu snorted coldly.

Ye Ling blinked. Chu Mingheng, a pervert, wanted to find an antidote, but when he hit a wall with her, he actually told Emperor Chu about his hidden disease?

I have to say that this move is quite amazing.

Ye Ling was not good at liking it, and Chu Mingheng dared not make trouble with her. The only person who could suppress Ye Ling was Emperor Chu.

Ye Ling looked calm: "The emperor clearly understands that I admit that the hidden illness of the Crown Prince is related to me, but the fact is not that way."

"What's that?" Emperor Chu asked coldly.

Ye Ling told the truth. Chu Mingheng hired the owner of Anle Tower to kidnap her, intending to infringe on her, but she just wanted to get out of it.

When Emperor Chu heard this, he was not surprised.

Ye Ling suspected that since Chu Mingheng dared to look for Emperor Chu, he should have told him about the dirty things he had done, at least part of it. If he lies, Ye Ling would reveal his feelings as soon as he came.

And this is just a woman's problem. Emperor Chu already knew Chu Mingheng's shortcomings. Chu Mingheng was powerful behind him and took the initiative to admit his mistakes, which could not shake his position as the prince. The matter of his inheritance was even more important.

"You played a song for Su Tang and he would let you go? Then why did he poison the prince?" Emperor Chu frowned.
To be continued...