The prince and concubine of the poor family will catch ghosts

Chapter 43
It is said that the Baili family lived in Huacheng before the founding of the country, and because of the management of the Baili family, Huacheng has good weather every year and a hundred flowers bloom.

Beichen Wuyou still continued his usual style, first handing in the post, and then waiting at the door.Fortunately, not long after, someone in charge came to invite them in.

Baili Kuanglan was already waiting in the flower hall, but he was only in his thirties, with a handsome appearance and a scholarly look in his eyes.It's just that his face was a little pale and vain, but this did not affect his majesty as the lord of the city.

"I don't know if the son came to Huacheng this time, but what official business is there?" He had no contact with Prince Ning's mansion, so he thought that Beichen Wuyou came with official business.

Beichen Wuyou smiled lightly: "I have old illnesses all over my body, and I haven't participated in government affairs, but I came to visit today, and I do want to ask the city lord about something."

"Your Majesty, you are welcome." Baili Kuanglan had only said a few words before he became obviously short of breath, and his breathing became short of breath.

Seeing this, the steward next to him hurriedly poured tea with a worried expression on his face, and explained to Beichen Wuyou and the other two: "Our city master has contracted a cold a few years ago, and has suffered from this disease. I hope the prince will not be offended."

However, Lu Xiaoguo stared at Baili Kuanglan's eyebrows with some doubts, there seemed to be a faint bluish black, like thin silk threads, entangled his meridians.

But when Lu Xiaoguo looked carefully, there was nothing, so he thought that he was blinded by looking at it and didn't pay attention to it.

Baili Kuanglan coughed once, his face flushed abnormally, his voice became weak, and he said very apologetically: "Since you two are here, you will stay in the mansion for a few days."

If he wanted to investigate Song Ning's affairs, it would be convenient for him to stay at his residence, so Beichen Wuyou didn't refuse. He thanked him and saw that he was not in good health, so he went to Mingyue Pavilion with the manager and sent someone to the inn to inform him. When the wind is over, they come over.

Not long after, Shifeng came with Song Ning.

Song Ning was still wearing a veil, and her beautiful almond eyes were full of despair and coldness. She had been to this mansion before, so she naturally knew where Baili Kuanglan's courtyard was.Standing in the attic all afternoon, staring in that direction.Lu Xiaoguo took her to comfort her for a while.

In the evening, Lu Xiaoguo and Beichen Wuyou were invited to have dinner in the garden, but Song Ning didn't want to go, because the wife of the city lord was also there, and the wind was not at ease at the end of the day, so he had to stay with her again.

The complaining gardenia was so fragrant that it refreshed one's heart and lungs, and Lu Xiaoguo saw the gentle woman leaning against Baili Kuanglan in the pavilion from a distance.

That face looks very similar to Song Ning's, even the gracefulness between her eyebrows and eyes is exactly the same, the difference is that her face is full of excitement, and her slender and soft palms are tightly held together with Baili Kuanglan. "She..." Lu Xiaoguo couldn't help opening his mouth in surprise, but he quickly realized that he closed his mouth quickly, suppressing the surprise in his heart, and entered the pavilion with the calm and indifferent Beichen Wuyou.

She has the aura of a living person, and she has no yin energy, she is also a human being!Lu Xiaoguo could clearly feel her heart beating frequently.

So, why there are two Song Ning, and they are exactly the same.She even had some doubts, could it be that they were alone.

I think it was because there was something on my mind, and Lu Xiaoguo was in a daze after eating a meal. He just listened to Beichen Wuyou as if nothing happened. He chatted with the city lord naturally, from poetry to ancient and modern. taste.

"My sister thinks it's really boring, why don't I take my sister around." Suddenly, the voice as gentle as drizzle sounded in my ear, even with warmth.

Lu Xiaoguo raised his head abruptly, just in time to meet the face of the mayor's wife, which was exactly the same as Song Ning's.After all, she was a little rude, she smiled coquettishly, looked at the two men who were chatting happily, then nodded and said: "So, please trouble Madam."

I have to deny that it is the same face, but this smiling face gives people an inexplicable feeling of affinity, "Sister, you don't have to be so polite, my husband has very few friends from home, so it's rare to have a good talk with your son today." , then I will boldly make the decision for my husband, and borrow the son from my sister for an hour, does my sister think so?"

Lu Xiaoguo's cheeks blushed immediately, and she didn't know what to reply, but fortunately, the wife of the city lord just covered her lips and smiled, and pulled her away from the table.

The snow-white gardenias are dotted among the verdant green leaves, supporting the silver-white lanterns hanging high in the courtyard. They are really beautiful, like a dreamland, and seem to have a circle of light and shadow on the whole body.

Lu Xiaoguo let the city lord's wife lead her, and walked forward all the way. In front of her was still a flower path covered with goose warm stones, and on both sides were still brightly blooming gardenias.But when she came, she clearly remembered that the yard wasn't that big, so why can't she walk to the end now!
Suddenly, the city lord's wife slowed down, looked back at her, still had a gentle and intimate smile on her face, took her hand and slowly moved it to her nose, this smell was very familiar. "Did my sister encounter anything in Lihualing?"

Lu Xiaoguo's mind seemed to be filled with paste at the moment, and he smirked and said, "I met you, hehe, no, it's Sister Songning!"

The corners of the city lord's wife curled up, her smile deepened, and she uttered a few words slowly and clearly: "I am Song Ning."

These few words of hers sounded like a magic voice, completely penetrating Lu Xiaoguo's mind, and Lu Xiaoguo followed her in chanting: "It turns out that Madam is Sister Song Ning."

"Yes, I am Song Ning." She raised her eyebrows and smiled again, her eyes full of charming brilliance. "Tell my sister, where is she?"

"Who is she?" At this time, Lu Xiaoguo's mind was full of confusion. Apart from this endless path of gardenias, there was a blue river with a bridge on it. Old lady, looks familiar.

The madam of the city lord lowered her eyes, swept away the impatience in her eyes, and then raised her eyes, and there was a charm in the tenderness of her eyes: "Tell me, where is she?"

"Her?" Lu Xiaoguo stared blankly at her with a blank face, thinking hard for a long time, but still couldn't say a word.

(End of this chapter)