famous eldest daughter

Chapter 1277 Luo Zhisong ([-])
Looking at the maid in front of him suspiciously, Song Zhiluo stared at her for a moment, with extreme disgust in his eyes, "You don't have to test me for her!"

The little girl pursed her lips and smiled, "Of course I don't have to test you for her, I'm not hers."

Song Zhiluo was startled and looked at the little girl.

The little girl said: "I am the maid of His Highness the Fourth Highness's residence. His Highness the Fourth Highness sent me to take care of you."

Song Zhiluo was shocked and said: "Your Highness, Fourth Highness? Xiao Yu?"

An uneducated and handsome face appeared in his mind, and his brows became more and more furrowed.

The little girl remained motionless, "When the accident happened in the General's Mansion, our Highness was hunting in the West Mountain Palace. When he came back, General Song had already gone out to fight. Now, our Highness is trying our best to deal with the third prince to keep you innocent, but this The inner house is like a battlefield, extremely dangerous, and our Highness is worried about it, so he asked me to protect you."

"I have never been able to find a suitable opportunity. It was not until the day before yesterday that I had a chance to come in when the house was purchasing a maid."

"you……"

The little girl was talking when Song Zhiluo opened his mouth to block her voice, "Are you here to protect me? How can you, a little girl, protect me?"

The little girl smiled, raised her hand and struck the chair next to Song Zhiluo. In the light wind and clouds, the chair split into two halves. Song Zhiluo was stunned to see it.

The little girl turned to pick up the food in front of Song Zhiluo, "This food is delicious and the meat and vegetables are exquisite. Don't you find it strange that your aunt spent so much effort to harm you, but she can give you Eat such good food?”

The gloomy look in Song Zhiluo's eyes moved slightly.

The little girl continued: "Since you came here, you have had three meals a day, and no one has come to trouble you. All the clothes and quilts that should be given have been delivered to you. You don't seem to have any grievances, but you are getting more and more... Depressed and weak?"

Song Zhiluo's heart skipped a beat.

He followed his father on the battlefield, and his body was as strong as iron and could withstand beatings. However, since he was imprisoned in this remote place, his condition has deteriorated day by day. In recent days, he has started to cough.

He was not without suspicion, and even took apart the brocade quilt to see if there were any blood-sucking leeches inside.

However everything works fine.

Later, his suspicion dissipated and he attributed his growing weakness to depression and depression.

But now, such a question was raised by the little girl again, and Song Zhiluo's suppressed doubts rose again, "You said there is something wrong with this food?"

The little girl nodded, "The food and drink they brought you are all in conflict with each other. If you eat them together, cold air will accumulate in your body for a long time. The damp and cold air is like toxins, invading the internal organs. Your body will naturally... It just broke."

Song Zhiluo was shocked and coughed violently.

The little girl stood quietly to one side, waiting for him to finish coughing.

When Song Zhiluo's coughing sound subsided, the little girl said, "Now, do you think I can protect you?"

Song Zhiluo's eyelashes drooped, his face was dark and unrecognizable, "You said you belonged to the Fourth Highness, how could I believe you?"

The little girl smiled and said, "I don't know about this either. Just believe it if you don't believe it. Anyway, our Highness did not save you with the intention of repaying your kindness as a spring!"

Song Zhiluo was stunned, "Then what is he trying to do?"

The little girl said: "You are the most valued son of General Song. You have killed the enemy on the battlefield with boundless bravery. You can be called the pillar of the country. Could it be that you are trapped in the evil tricks, and our Highness saved you. Why do you have a reason?"

The little girl's words were so solemn that Song Zhiluo couldn't help but change his face, "But...but he's not..."

The little girl said: "No matter how uneducated our Highness is, he can still distinguish right from wrong, and know right from wrong, good from evil. Well, I won't explain it to you anymore. In short, if you can trust me, the food and drinks they send in the future will be You don't want to eat it because you are sick, and I will send you steamed buns on time."

After saying that, he turned around and retreated, regardless of what happened to Song Zhiluo.

Song Zhiluo looked at her back blankly, and his heart, which had been silent and sad for a long time, suddenly burst out with sparks.

However, Xiao Yi was the proud prince in front of the emperor, and he was valued by the emperor because he had "both ability and political integrity." How could a prince with no knowledge or skills defeat him?

Xiao Yu wants to clear his grievances, but it's not easy!
But now, he had no other choice but to wait for Xiao Yu...

Rather than doubting, try.

That night, Song Zhiluo followed the little girl's words and stopped eating the food they brought. When night fell, the little girl brought three steamed buns and a few pickles.

Under the moonlight, the two sat side by side.

The little girl told him what happened outside.

Night after night, the two of them gradually became familiar with each other.

From the little girl's words, Song Zhiluo deeply felt her respect for Xiao Yu, but when asked carefully, she refused to reveal a word about Xiao Yu.

The more this happened, the more curious Song Zhiluo became about Xiao Yu.

But she refused to mention it, and Song Zhiluo didn't want to embarrass her. After the two of them finished talking about the battle between the fourth prince and the third prince that day, they started chatting in various ways.

Time goes by, and January passes in the blink of an eye.

That night, Song Zhiluo was waiting for the little girl to come as usual.

It was obvious that the time when she came in the past had passed long ago, but today, she didn't even see her shadow.

In more than a month, she has never been late.

Could something have happened?

Song Zhiluo's heart was anxious. Under the candlelight, his thin body was spinning all over the floor, rubbing his hands here and there. He kept looking outside the door, taking a few steps, and then pausing to listen suspiciously to see if there were any footsteps coming.

Until Zi Shi, no one was seen.

Song Zhiluo couldn't stand it anymore.

Although his body was not as good as before due to his aunt's tricks, it was not a problem to get out over the wall.

After cleaning up, Song Zhiluo went straight to the wall.

In this remote place, there was a handle at the door, but except for the person holding the door, no one was secretly watching him. With just a slight jump, he stepped onto the wall.

But as soon as he stepped on it, he bumped into a delicate and soft body coming towards him.

After all, he was weak. After being hit like this, the two of them fell sideways towards the wall.

Song Zhiluo became a flesh pad, his back hit the ground heavily, and on top of him, a little girl almost lay on his chest.

At that moment, by a strange coincidence, the two of them were supposed to stand up, but Song Zhiluo couldn't help it, as if possessed by a ghost, with his arms around him, he hugged the person lying on his chest tightly, wishing he could rub her into her. own chest.

After a month of contact, this little girl is beautiful, knowledgeable and talented, and he has long fallen in love with her.

Just don't know it.

Now, she was lying on his chest like this, her delicate body pressed against his chest, which was not strong at this time. Song Zhiluo's heart suddenly fluttered.

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(End of this chapter)