With system support: What's wrong with clicking like crazy?

Xia Ling lowered her eyes and continued to arrange the flowers in her hand: "I don't understand, but Ruhua, I think you think too complicated."

"Why should life be so exhausting? Why not just do it the easiest way possible?"

"Ah...! It's finally done...!" Xia Ling placed the last pot of flowers and patted the soil in her hands.

At this time, in the warm little courtyard, big red lanterns have been hung on the corridor, and a "囍" character is written on each lantern.

The ground is already covered with red silk!

Looking at the flowers and red silk decorations all over the yard, Ruhua felt very envious.

Will there be such a day for me?

"Ruhua, how come Miss has so many strange ideas in her head...!" Xia Ling pointed at the flowers on both sides of the red carpet and said, "Look, these flowers, who would put these at a wedding since ancient times? They are really beautiful!"

"Is this the first time I've seen such a beautiful arrangement?"

Ruhua nodded: "Hmm...! It is indeed very beautiful. This is also the most beautiful arrangement I have ever seen."

"Hey...! Hang that lantern of yours more nicely. Don't make it crooked. It's so ugly." Xia Ling said to a male servant in the mansion.

The male servant nodded: "Okay, Sister Xia Ling...!"

………………

Not long after moving into the cozy courtyard, Feng Qingjiu bought a lot of maids and servants.

It’s just that Feng Qingjiu didn’t like being served by so many people, so he only kept Xia Ling by his side.

Because Xia Ling had always followed Feng Qingjiu, she became the head maid in the courtyard.

Song Shu only kept Wang Chun and Wang Qiu to serve her.

The other servants were assigned to the kitchen, cleaning, and other areas.

Looking at the joyous courtyard, Song Shu was filled with emotion and couldn't help but sigh: "Ah...!"

"Madam, the prince likes the young lady very much and always puts the young lady first in everything. The young lady will definitely be happy this time...!" Wang Chun's voice came from behind.

Song Shu smiled gently: "Ah Chun, you are right, Ah Jiu will definitely be happy this time."

"I'm worried about the future...!"

Song Shu looked into the distance.

"No one can predict this royal affair. If another prince ascends the throne and becomes emperor, will he let Ajiu and the others go?"

Wang Chun: "Madam, as long as the young lady feels happy now, why do you have to think so far into the future and cause yourself trouble?"

"No one can predict what will happen in the future...!"

"Three years ago, didn't Master Yiming say that the young lady would...!"

"Ah Chun...!" Song Shu's brows suddenly turned cold: "Did you see something?"

Seeing his wife's expression, Wang Chun immediately knelt down and said, "I'm sorry, Madam. I didn't mean to do that. I just accidentally saw it when I was cleaning your bed yesterday."

"Madam, I'm sorry...! Please punish this old slave!"

This was the first time the lady showed such an expression, it was so scary.

Looking at Wang Chun, Song Shu helped her up: "Get up...!"

Wang Chun stood up, still not daring to look his wife in the eye: "This old slave thanks Madam...!"

Song Shu sighed and said, "Ah Chun, you must keep everything you saw yesterday to yourself and don't let anyone else know."

"Otherwise it will bring trouble to Jiu, understand?"

Wang Chun nodded: "Yes, Madam, I understand...!"

"But Madam, since Master Yiming has said so, will the young lady really...?"

"Ah Chun...!" Song Shu scolded in a low voice: "Did you ignore what I said just now?"

"You've been following me for many years. You should know what not to ask...!"

Wang Chun lowered his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, Madam. I know I was wrong."

...............

"Xia Ling meets the Prime Minister...!"

Suddenly there was a sound from the front yard.

Wang Chun: "Prime Minister...? Madam, what is Prime Minister Feng doing here...?"

Hearing the words "Prime Minister Feng", Song Shu clenched his fists tightly.

Feng Luo!

You ungrateful thing!

Looking at his very angry wife, Wang Chun said, "Madam, just like what the young lady said, we can't reveal any flaws now."

Song Shu suppressed the anger in her chest and said, "I know!"

After saying that, he walked towards the front yard.

At this time, Feng Luo was looking at the small courtyard full of red.

"Xia Ling, where's Shu'er?"

Xia Ling forced herself to smile: "Prime Minister, my wife is in the backyard...!"

"I'm going to go see Shu'er...!" Feng Luo's face was full of smiles.

Because of my injury these days and the fact that I have been investigating the thief who rescued the old man, I haven't had the chance to come to the warm courtyard.

I don’t know if that old dog Gu took advantage of my absence to come and look for Shu’er.

Before Feng Luo reached the backyard, he saw Song Shu coming towards him.

Today, Song Shu is wearing a blue dress, which makes her look like a woman who is untainted by the mud and yet elegant yet graceful.

"Ah Shu...!" Feng Luo looked like a crazy fan.

Song Shu walked closer and frowned when she saw the smile on Feng Luo's face.

"What are you doing here...?"

Ok?

what happened?

It's only been a few days since we last met, why is Song Shu's attitude towards me so different?

Feng Luo's smile froze on her face: "Shu'er, you...!"

"If you have something to say, say it. If not, go back!" Song Shu said coldly, "I'm busy here! I don't have time to deal with you."

Although Ajiu said not to reveal any flaws, he really couldn't force a smile when facing the murderer of his mother.

Looking at Song Shu like this, Feng Luo's heart skipped a beat, as if he had lost something.

"Shu'er, you...!"

"Achun, please show him up..." Song Shu didn't want to say another word to this ungrateful person.

Seeing Song Shu about to turn around and leave, Feng Luo hurriedly grabbed her arm, threatening in his tone: "Song Shu, you are so indifferent, have you forgotten what I said to you?"

"Hmph..." Song Shu snorted coldly and pulled back her hand: "Feng Luo, you can no longer threaten me. Do whatever you want. It has nothing to do with me. We no longer have any relationship. Please don't step into this warm courtyard again."

Feng Luo: "Song Shu, you are really not afraid of your true self......!"

Song Shu: "Whatever you want...! Ah Chun, show him out...!"

Looking at Song Shu's leaving back, Feng Luo narrowed his eyes.

What on earth happened in the past few days that caused Song Shu to change so much?

Judging from what Song Shu said just now, could it be that she knew something?

Feng Luo's eyes widened when he thought of this possibility.

Then he shook his head to deny it!

Impossible, Song Shu would definitely not know.

The person who rescued the old man that night was obviously an old woman with great martial arts skills.

Song Shu has been in the Prime Minister's Mansion for so many years, but he has never seen her interact with anyone.

It was probably that old bastard Gu Jingan...! He came to seduce Song Shu while I was away.

"Gu...Jing...An...!" Feng Luo gritted his teeth.