After the violent wolf lord was reborn, he became sickly!

"No." Runiang laughed, "Everyone in the neighborhood knows this, there's no way a bad guy would come to our house."

Xiao Linglang raised her eyebrows slightly, then dropped them.

"Don't worry, Madam. The young master hasn't come back in the past two days. Maybe he has arranged something. I will go and take a look."

Xiao Linglang withdrew her hand and let it hang by her side.

After struggling for a moment, he nodded and asked Runiang to open the door.

She hid beside the hanging flower gate and observed secretly.

Runiang walked quickly to the main door, and when she opened it, she was stunned for a moment, her eyes falling on the man behind the person who knocked on the door.

The other person was dressed in luxurious clothes and had an extraordinary demeanor. It was obvious at a glance that he was a noble person.

"You are……?"

Song Jue brushed the servant aside and walked up to Runiang with a smile, "I am a friend of Lord Chang. He has been busy these past two days, so he asked me to come over to deliver some things and give a few words of advice to his sister-in-law."

When she heard that he was the young master's friend, Runiang was less wary, but still a little hesitant. The young master had told her to be wary of strangers and not to let him in.

Her eyes fell on the package in the servant's hand. It was Li Ji's way of beating.

Song Jue looked over and said, "This is Li's chestnut cake. Brother Chang specifically asked for it."

Hearing this, Runiang tilted her head slightly and looked back.

Song Jue twisted his fingertips slightly. This Miss Xiao was really interesting. She had been back for so many days but had never left the house. The secret guard said that she would just walk around the yard and then go back.

He couldn't get close to her, so he had to go there in person.

Recalling the portrait sent by the secret guard, even a hero cannot resist the temptation of beauty, and Chang Hui is just an ordinary man.

He was also becoming more and more curious about her. She took medicine every day, and the medicine she drank was for pregnancy maintenance. Calculating the dates, it couldn't be Chang Bei's, but Chang Bei accepted it.

The friendship is deep and the intention is indeed something else.

He raised his hand to let the servant pass the cake to Runiang, and bowed with both hands, saying politely, "Please pass on this message. Brother Chang is worried about his sister-in-law. Tell her not to worry. He will be back as soon as possible after finishing his official duties."

"Young master, walk slowly."

Runiang took the things and looked at the other person's back as he left. She turned around and looked at the head that popped out from the side of the hanging flower door. She picked up the cake in her hand and said, "It's the young master's friend, ma'am."

Xiao Linglang slowly exhaled, walked out, stood beside Runiang, slightly leaned forward, and only watched the back of the carriage leaving.

"Didn't Brother Chang Hui buy two packs yesterday?"

She looked at the large amount of pastries and couldn't help wondering, is Brother Chang Hui going on a long journey? Judging from the man's tone, it's not the case.

Xiao Linglang walked back and licked her lips slightly. She was now more concerned about the pot of steamed buns that Runiang had steamed.

"Runiang, are the buns ready?"

"Almost ready."

"Ah~ I'm hungry~ Ru Niang~"

"Hehehe..."

Song Jue lowered the car curtain, and the stunning glimpse he had just caught was still in front of his eyes. The painting was already stunning, but the real appearance was even better, like a fairy from heaven.

Exhaling a breath of foul air, Song Jue pinched his palms, his eyes dark and unclear, and he felt indescribably irritated in his chest.

"Let's investigate the Xiao family in Lin'an."

The extra secret curtains in Guangning's mansion and the ornaments displayed openly are all exquisitely crafted, including the light pink nine-tailed glass lamp that she presented to her father at the last palace banquet. When did Guangning develop such elegant taste?

A lean camel is still bigger than a horse. He always felt that Chang Bi still had reservations about him.

Song Jue snorted and chuckled twice and closed his eyes. It was such a big piece of meat, naturally anyone who saw it would want to take a bite, not to mention that someone actually took a bite of it.

……

"You said she likes this?" Chang Hui pinched the dried vegetable and meat bun, looking a little dazed.

"Madam has been eating it for two days in a row and can eat two at a time." Runiang was proud of her cooking skills and raised her chin slightly.

Chang Hui remained silent.

As Runiang was talking, she noticed his displeasure and silently shut her mouth.

"When her novelty wears off, these things are not allowed to appear in front of her again."

Chang Hui took off his outer robe and strode into the room. He caught a glimpse of an extra bag of pastries on the long table and frowned again.

"She loves to eat chestnut cakes. You should pay more attention to her and don't let her eat too much."

"Yes." Runiang raised her eyebrows and then dropped them.

"Take the unopened items on the case when you get home."

Chang Hui lifted the door curtain and entered the bedroom. He smelled the familiar fragrance of the little girl, which made him forget the restlessness he had been dealing with Guangning for days.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his head gently touching Xiao Linglang's forehead, feeling her warm breath on his face, and the hole in his heart was filled little by little.

"Linglang."

"Linglang."

"Hmm?" Xiao Linglang opened her eyes slightly and looked at the person in front of her in confusion, "Brother Chang Bei."

"Brother is back. Would you please get up and talk to him for a while?" As Chang Hui spoke, he reached out to embrace the little girl.

Xiao Linglang's head was a mess from all the sleep. She yawned and said, "You're going too far. Don't do that."

She pushed his hand away, rolled over in the quilt, and buried herself like a silkworm cocoon.

The little girl who was grumpy when she woke up now speaks harshly and acts aggressively.

Chang Hui was not annoyed at all, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. He patted the shell of the silkworm pupa, and the pupa moved a little closer to the bed.

Finally, the little girl came out from under the quilt sullenly and glared at him angrily.

But the words were soft and heart-wrenching, "What happened to Brother Chang Hui? Did someone bully you?"

She drooped her ears, a little frustrated, "But I can't vent my anger on Brother Chang Hui in Kyoto."

The little girl's face was buried in the quilt, like a lazy cat.

Chang Hui chuckled: "No one is bullying me, I just haven't seen Linglang for two days and I want to talk to Linglang."

Xiao Linglang rubbed the quilt and sighed, "Brother Chang Bin is always like this."

She sat up from the quilt and glanced at the scorching sun outside. He came back so early and was forcing a smile. He must have been bullied by someone.

"Dad said that the officialdom is different from business, and there are more twists and turns in it. Brother Chang Hui should not act on impulse. We should take it slow and move forward step by step. But we can't be rigid. We should be smooth where it is necessary."

Chang Hui felt something soft on his hand. He looked at the little girl holding his hand and said devoutly, "Brother Chang Hui, don't be stingy when you need money. This is what our family lacks the least."

Before Xiao Linglang could finish her words, a big hand landed on her head.

"Linglang." Chang Hui knocked on her head helplessly.

Xiao Linglang raised her hands and held her head.

Humph, I don’t know a good person’s heart.

She rubbed her eyes, and the sleepiness had long gone. She buried her flushed cheeks in the quilt again, pushed Chang Hui with one hand, and said vaguely: "Brother Chang Hui, you go out first, I want to get up."

Chang Hui nodded, and with a smile he brushed across the girl's white fingertips, "I'll wait for you outside. When I came back this time, I passed by the shop and bought a few popular storybooks in Kyoto."

＼(☆o☆)／

After Chang Hui finished speaking, he stood up and left.

Xiao Linglang's almond-shaped eyes sparkled as she quickly threw back the quilt, snatched up her outer robe from the hanger and put it on, then she chased after him while holding up her skirt.

After coming out, she looked at the two piles of notebooks and her eyes widened.

The little girl bowed coquettishly, and became more lively, "Thank you, Brother Changbi."