Women's procrastination can't be said

Waiting until Song Jianzhu was completely out of sight, Song Qingwu suddenly clapped his hands, full of admiration for Song Yuyan.

"It's amazing." He sincerely praised Song Yuyan, but he didn't expect that the contest between the little Song Yuyan and the left-wing general would end with Song Zongzhu conceding defeat, and Song Yuyan was so recognized by Song Zongzhu.

Song Yuyan chuckled and said, "Thank you for the compliment."

"Is there anything you two young guests want to see? This whip is broken, and it will take a long time to repair, and the quality of the final repair will not be very good, so do you want to choose a new one?" Feng The principal asked the two of them apologetically.

The whip that was used once was already full of scars, and there was a long crack on it, all of which were caused by Song Jianzhu just now.

Song Yuyan looked at the injury, feeling regretful but not sad.In fact, you will know that the quality of this whip is not very good, but this is also compared to Song Jianzhu who has high internal strength.But such damage can no longer be used.

"Then I have no choice but to choose another whip." Song Yuyan said regretfully.

"The two of you, please follow me to look around. After the two of you have made your choice, I will go to the Princess Mansion to pay the bill." Director Feng is also a sensible master, and he will not miss any opportunity to show off.

Director Feng here is more familiar than Song Jianzhu, and being able to have him lead the way avoids the difficult situation of choosing.Director Feng is a fine person, so naturally he didn't dare to use inferior products to perfuse things. What he dared to introduce to the two must be good things.

"Then thank you, Master Feng." Song Yuyan nodded in satisfaction.

"Miss Song still needs a whip?" While walking, Director Feng squinted at Song Yuyan and asked casually.

Song Yuyan withdrew her browsing gaze and replied, "Yes."

"Then let's choose the whip first." Director Feng politely spread his left hand to guide the two of them.

Director Feng led the two of them around and came to a small room on the tenth floor.He raised his hand and gently knocked on the concealed door.

"Cough..." A gloomy and hoarse voice came from inside, "Come in."

Song Qingwu frowned, feeling that the voice was very familiar.

After getting permission, Chief Feng immediately opened the door.The door of the room was opened wide, and the choking smoke came oncoming. Song Yuyan and Song Qingwu couldn't help coughing.

"Sorry, I don't have any hobbies, I just like to use this pipe every day." In the thick smoke, the hoarse voice said indifferently.

Song Yuyan didn't understand why Chief Feng brought them to meet the people inside, so out of politeness, he said, "It's okay, old sir."

"Ahem, she's still a little girl." The man coughed a few times, his tone full of ridicule.

"Old Luo, two young guests are here to take care of the business of Liangyi Pavilion today. Miss Song needs a whip, but the only one left in the store has been damaged. Look..." Director Feng said.

Even if the people inside couldn't see him, they saluted very politely. The respect for Song Yuyan was different, but Director Feng was full of reverence for the people inside.

"Oh? After so many years, this is the first time someone has made a whip." The man sighed in amazement, but quickly changed the subject, "Don't do it, drive away."

"Old Luo, it's rare for His Royal Highness the Second Prince to visit this pavilion, why don't you just..." Director Feng who was rejected was not angry, but full of helplessness.Song Yuyan is the first prince's fiancée, and the second prince has a good relationship with her, so if she doesn't satisfy her request, if the two princes are offended, can they get out of danger just by relying on the prestige of the Luo family?

"Oh? There's that kid Qingwu outside?" The man seemed to have heard something unbelievable and was extremely surprised.

Song Qingwu was called out, and immediately recognized the people in the house. He smiled and said, "Luo Zuzu, why did you come here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong internal force radiated from the room, and the thick smoke dissipated instantly.Everyone clearly saw a white-haired old man walking out with a cane. Although he was old, his body was very healthy, his steps were steady, and the wind was blowing under his feet. To him, the cane was just a decoration.

This person is the father of Luo Feng, the head of the Luo family, Luo Nan.Luonan belongs to the old man of the monarch's grandfather's generation. Because Luonan and the previous monarch have worshiped, their status is quite special. Song Yanjun and Song Qingwu are Luonan's two great-grandsons.

Coincidentally, Luo Nan and the monarch's grandfather worshiped each other, and Luo Nan's two grandsons also worshiped the monarch.

Before Luonan passed away, he passed on the position of head of the family to Luo Feng, and traveled around by himself to enjoy his old age.Recently he contracted a cold, so he stayed in the Liangyi Pavilion making weapons to pass the time.

Luo Nan looked at the little Song Qingwu and blinked like an old urchin: "Long time no see, the brat has grown taller again."

Before Song Qingwu could say anything, he looked at Song Yuyan, stroked his white beard with satisfaction, squinted his eyes and said, "That's right, that girl from Shui Ling is the old great-grandson's wife?"

Song Yuyan's face flushed red, and she glanced at Song Qingwu coquettishly.Song Qingwu thought that Song Yuyan meant for him to explain clearly, so he immediately said: "It's not bad that she is a daughter-in-law, but it's not my daughter-in-law, it's my eldest brother's daughter-in-law."

"Oh." Hearing these words, Luonan obviously lost interest.Tch, he thought that Xiao Qingwu had awakened!If Song Qingwu knew Luonan's inner thoughts at this moment, he might only be able to say helplessly: Zuzu, he is still young!

"Little girl, come in, this old man will measure it for you." Luo Nan glanced at Song Yuyan lightly, then turned and returned to his room.The attitude change before and after has become chilling.

It seems that Luonan doesn't like Song Yanjun very much.

"Measure what..." Song Yuyan didn't understand what he meant.

Upon seeing this, Director Feng immediately signaled her to go in with Luo Nan, and at the same time explained: "Old Luo has a craft of refining weapons, which can be made according to the user's wishes and tailor-made. There are no ready-made whips in the store, anyway. It’s something to do, why not ask Mr. Luo to make a tailor-made one for Miss Song.”

"I really picked up a treasure today." Song Yuyan thought to himself.

Luo Nan took a soft ruler to measure Song Yuyan's height, arm length, etc. His skin was itchy with his hands full of calluses.

"Little girl is a good seedling for martial arts." Luo Nan accidentally touched the small muscles on Song Yuyan's arm, and smiled lightly.

"It was my father who taught me since childhood." Song Yuyan said with a blushing face.

Luo Nan was busy with his work, and asked casually, "Who is your father?"

"Song Feng. The owner of the imperial city." Song Yuyan was a little proud.

"No wonder, it will be Yanjun, what a pity. Girl, if you like it, why don't you marry Xiao Qingwu? Don't look at him as a fool all day long. In fact, this child is very good, and the old man is often teased by him. , obedient and sensible, the only shortcoming is playfulness." Luo Nan stroked his beard, poaching the wall in a serious manner.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't like Song Yanjun, but that he doesn't like Song Feng.That stupid boy Song Yanjun has relied on Song Feng since he was a child, but he always feels that Song Feng is a hypocrite.He didn't want to have a deep friendship with Song Feng, so Luo Feng didn't have too much entanglement with Song Feng because of him.

Song Yuyan was surprisingly lost when she heard this, and said softly, "I can't decide on this."

Hearing this, Luo Nan felt as if he knew some terrible secret, and immediately burst into laughter, unable to close his mouth: "Hey, it's okay, it's okay, the water will flow forever."

As long as you have feelings, it's just a marriage contract, which can always be cancelled.