Yuan Jiahe had no choice but to hold his forehead. He didn't blame Song Yanran. It was actually Mrs. Song's way of teaching her daughter that was a bit special.
It is true that like mother, like daughter.
Mu Yun'an looked at Song Yanran and thought of Zhou Ci who was brought back by them.
But she really felt guilty, so she didn't mention Zhou Ci's matter.
Song Yanran was curious about Wu Xuanye's appearance, so she asked Mu Yun'an to go to the general's mansion to have a look.
So a group of them went to the General's Mansion, saying they were visiting Shen Yunxi, but in fact they were spying on Wu Xuanye.
It was already the afternoon when she returned from the General's Mansion. Song Yanran bid farewell to Mu Yun'an and the others and walked alone on the way back to the mansion.
After meeting Wu Xuanye, Song Yanran seemed to be stimulated, because this man was really good-looking, and she couldn't help but envy Shen Yunxi's good fortune.
Especially since all her friends have found their special someones, and she...
Song Yanran was depressed.
She was thinking that if Beichen couldn't find it, she might as well go to Nanyue to look for it.
The world is so big, she will always find the one who agrees with her, right?
Thinking like this, Song Yanran swept away the depression in her heart and skipped home.
From a distance, I saw a man walking across from me. He was holding a fan in his hand like a fool in the winter.
But she likes this appearance.
Song Yanran stopped and looked at the man in the distance. He looked unfamiliar. He shouldn't be from the capital.
And since he was alone, it was a good time to take action.
Song Yanran rubbed her hands and ran over excitedly: "Young Master looks unfamiliar, where are you from? How old are you? Are you married?"
Zhou Ci was startled and looked at the girl who appeared out of nowhere in front of him.
The folk customs in Beichen should not be so open, right? Could it be that I am too conspicuous?
After all, I haven't met a single young man along the way.
However, what he didn't know was that this was the only way Song Yanran could go home, and anyone who avoided her would not go here.
Zhou Ci coughed lightly and said with a smile: "I am a Nanyue person who is twenty this year and is not yet married."
Song Yanran's eyes lit up, she stared at Zhou Ci and said, "Master, do you mind being my husband?"
Zhou Ci was stunned for a moment. He pressed the village husband? What does this mean?
Before he could figure it out, the girl in front of him said, "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."
After saying that, he immediately resisted the person and ran home.
Zhou Ci: "..."
He, he, was he robbed? Or by a girl?
How could this weak girl have so much strength?
Zhou Ci was so dizzy that he was shaken, and the incident happened so suddenly that he was completely unprepared.
Fortunately, Song Mansion is not far from here.
Song Yanran fought her way in and bumped into her father.
When Feng Mian saw his precious daughter carrying another person back, his heart skipped a beat. He covered his chest and asked, "Daughter, where did you get this person?"
Song Yanran put the person down without even breathing: "I asked him on the street in front of our house. He is from Nanyue. I guarantee that no one will impeach you again this time."
Feng Mian looked at the man whose daughter had kidnapped him and felt that he looked a little familiar.
He wondered: "Why does the young master look familiar?"
Zhou Ci straightened his clothes in a dignified manner, and then smiled slightly: "General Feng, I was also there when His Royal Highness returned to the capital."