In fact, it's not that Wei Yitong didn't worry about it, but her compassion and guilt towards Song Linchen forced her to disobey her daughter's wishes and rescue Song Ruochu despite others' dissuasion.
After all, her conscience would be much better. At least, she returned all the things she owed Song Linchen to his daughter.
"Forget it," Chu Yunluo knew that he had no way to persuade Wei Yitong, because her character was like this, so he had no choice but to say: "In short, my daughter only asks you for one thing, if she really does something bad in the future , don't stop your daughter from doing something to her."
Wei Yitong looked at Chu Yunluo's firm and indifferent eyes, even if he couldn't bear it, he couldn't say no.
Xiaoyue.
Chu Han was writing the memorial in his study, and there was some turmoil in Huainan, but the emperor didn't seem to notice it. His informant found that the king of Huainan was plotting to recruit troops, and he was about to report this matter to the emperor.
The cold wind was blowing by the window, he wanted to ask Wei Yitong to pass him a cloak, but when he turned around, there was no one in the study.
Because of Song Ruochu's incident, he was very depressed, and he also kicked out the people who were serving in the study. Just because he was angry, he didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food, and no one refilled the tea, he was thirsty and hungry, and even more so. Is feeling irritable.
At this moment, someone knocked lightly on the door again.
Chu Han was taken aback for a moment, thinking that it was Wei Yitong who came to coax him, he couldn't help showing a bit of joy on his face, but he didn't want Wei Yitong to know, so he pretended to be indifferent and said: "Come in."
He turned his back to the person behind him. In order to let the other person know that he was very angry now, he deliberately did not turn his head to look.
Soon, the footsteps behind him slowly stepped forward. Hearing the sound approaching a little bit, Chu Han felt a little more happy.
Suddenly, a slender hand placed a bowl of porridge in front of Chu Han.
Immediately afterwards, a timid and sweet voice rang in my ears: "Master Chu, please have some porridge."
It was clearly not Wei Yitong's voice, Chu Han quickly raised his head, and saw that the person standing beside him was Song Ruochu.
Song Ruochu changed into out-of-season clothes, and the skirt made of light gauze looked extraordinarily thin and transparent under the candlelight.
Although Song Ruochu is only a fourteen-year-old girl, her figure is already that of an adult woman, even plump than that of an adult woman.
She bent down, her eyes were tender and tender, and any normal man would probably not be able to resist such a temptation.
However, Chu Han stopped his dreamy thoughts in time, stood up and walked aside, keeping a certain distance from her.
"What are you doing here?"
Chu Han's indifferent tone did not make Song Ruochu retreat, instead she walked towards Chu Han, her gaze was even more affectionate: "I just saw that Master Chu didn't eat anything for dinner, I was afraid that Master Chu would be hungry, so I cooked it I brought porridge to Master Chu to drink, why does Master Chu dislike it?"
"You get out now, or I will let you get out of the Chu Mansion tomorrow."
Song Ruochu frowned slightly, as if he had suffered a great grievance, tears came as soon as he said it, and fell on the clothes on his chest one by one: "Master Chu really hates me like this?"
Chu Han looked away, not looking at her delicate and pretentious appearance, and said coldly: "You are a girl, if your parents have not taught you, then I will find someone to teach you what is reserved and what is self-respect!" Remember the URL of this website: www.hlnovel.com