Song Ye also didn't expect that a big gossip could be plucked out by asking this inadvertently.

Zhou Qingqing silenced for a while, Song Ye also did not speak because of shock, and the scene fell into a strange silence for a while.

For a long time, Song Ye raised his hand to his lips and coughed lightly, "Cough, you... like the master?"

With a bang, the person who asked was not doing well, but the person who was asked was flushed, just like a cooked crab, Zhou Qingqing hurriedly waved his hand to explain, "No, no, I'm just talking nonsense in my spare time. It's not a liking, at most it's a secret love, that is unrequited love, just daydreaming, meaning yin, yin..."

Damn, this is all a mess, let me die. Zhou Qingqing, who was struggling to the death, was completely desperate, and he turned his head and rolled his eyes and stopped talking.

Song Ye touched his nose and felt that it was better not to explain the explanation.

After all, listening to a twenty-eighth-nine-year-old girl talking about Yin's own father here, the feeling is quite subtle.

But thinking that there is still a Ye Meirou in this house, she felt that this matter could not be left alone, so she was the first to gossip about other people's emotional affairs, "You have been in the disciple hall for ten years, just for him?"

In fact, if you think about it carefully, you will know that there is something strange about it.

Zhou Qingqing has been in charge of the Disciple Hall for ten years, that is, at the age of seventeen or eighteen, he has achieved outstanding results, and his talent is high enough, but he has never entered the inner room or married. The reason for this is that he already has The person he likes, but he knows that he likes a hopeless person, so he has been single.

She is usually too big and carefree, so people ignore these things.

Up to now, Zhou Qingqing no longer hides from Song Ye, rolls his eyes and says, "Yes, yes, ten years ago, I fell in love at first sight and couldn't extricate myself.

Acacia is ten years.

Thinking that Zhou Qingqing, who said these words so calmly and calmly, was not so calm in his heart.

She hadn't thought of a good reason to respond, but Zhou Qingqing, who didn't play cards according to the routine, had already opened his mouth and said a lot, "Can't blame me, I was rescued from the countryside when I was young at that time, It's normal to see a handsome guy being fascinated by ghosts for the first time. In this face-seeing world, it's hard for me to be the best I've ever seen. Every year I make up my mind to give up, and I have to be fascinated again in the disciple competition. Last time, this ecstasy soup was poured down for ten years. I am old and he is not old. I am also very desperate. Now living in a house, it is even more incredible. Open your face, and no one should persuade me."

This confession was both funny and audible, and it also dispelled all Song Ye's words of consolation.

This person is so determined to be unrequited love to the end, she said it was useless, she simply did not waste her words, she just reminded lightly: "The matter of Takahashi Oriaka is still vivid in my mind, you should understand that women's intrigue is more Any weapon should be terrifying. There is no shortage of women like this around the head of the family, and you have to be careful here."

She did not name who it was, but she believed that Zhou Qingqing would understand.

"I know, I only said this because I was close to you." Zhou Qingqing is not an idiot, otherwise he would not have been able to hold the position of the head of the disciple hall for ten years, nor would he have hidden his thoughts for ten years.

The woman beside Shao Yichen, whether it is Ye Meijing or Ye Meirou, will not be a fuel-efficient lamp.

Seeing her like this, Song Ye finally felt at ease, but he didn't make any comments about the relationship.

After all, it is a matter of two people, and outsiders can't intervene.

Leaving the main house, she carried a small burden and went straight to the Ye family's territory. As a disciple of the inner chamber, she could directly cross the housekeeper's room and enter the main house.

Song Ye climbed over the top of the mountain, and faintly saw an ancient building with golden bricks and vermilion walls from the floating white clouds on the mountainside. Although the main house of the Shao family inherited the style from the Northern Song Dynasty, it looks like it is from the color tone. Resplendent and extravagant.

From the first sight of Ye Meijing, Song Ye knew that this is a woman who can enjoy life very much. In the modern society, she is a standard new-age woman. It's just that Song Ye is still a rockery carved inside and out. Jade was shocked, but did not expect the other party to be so arrogant and extravagant.

The most conspicuous thing in the courtyard with the same pattern is a bright imperial green rockery with small bridges and flowing water carved on it. The old man is fishing. Come, spread a few steps of milky white steps, and if you look carefully, the steps turned out to be good Hetian jade.

At a glance, the entire courtyard is more luxurious than the ancient court. Thousands of years of inheritance and accumulation have brought too many things.

If what Song Ye saw before was the power of the seven great families, then what he realized at this moment was the wealth of the seven great families.

Just relying on any small pendant inside is enough to make people scramble for blood, and it is no wonder that the female disciples of the Ye family want to climb up after breaking their heads.

"Follow me." When Song Ye was observing the Ye family's main house, she didn't know when, someone was standing behind her. She turned around when she heard the voice, and saw that it was the black-haired boy who fought with her at the bottom of the pool that day. Anmer.

Song Yemo silently followed behind each other, without any conversation with each other, no one mentioned the events of that day, and tacitly acted as a stranger who met for the first time.

She knew that the first thing a newcomer would do when he entered the house was to visit the head of the house and then assign duties.

It's just that before the end of the corridor, a girl's crisp voice came from the other end of the courtyard, "An Mo, An Mo..."

The voice was filled with joy, but the voice line sounded very rigid, and the rhythm was maintained at the same key, which did not sound particularly comfortable.

Song Ye thought it was An Mo's little girlfriend coming, so he took two steps back, trying to make room for them, but he didn't want to blink, but a lilac figure was like a smoke.

The competition had just ended this morning, of course Song Ye would not forget the dress that attracted his attention, the lavender and dark purple mother-daughter flowers, and Ye Lingyin, who looked exactly like Song Ye, walked in front of her.

There was a hint of weirdness in her eyes. After all, this kind of feeling like looking in a mirror is really not very good.

The other party obviously recognized her after approaching, and after a light snort, he said, "Are you Song Ling who killed someone on stage today?"

When I greeted him for the first time, I didn't ask that I met him at a certain location, but that I killed someone today. When I said hello in Ye Lingyin's mouth, it seemed so ordinary.

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