Chapter 298 The Prodigal Son Turns Back
The door opened with a creaking sound, and a middle-aged man in a brocade robe with black dark patterns and flowers came out. When he saw Yuan Qiu at a glance, he smiled and said, "This must be Doctor Xia, my master has been waiting for you for a long time." gone."
Xia Yuanqiu looked up at the sky, it was only a moment, according to the modern calculation, it was only after seven o'clock, Song Ning has been waiting for a long time? Doesn't he have to sleep in the morning?
"Please lead the way!" She nodded slightly and said to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man asked Yuan Qiu and Xing Ying to go in sideways, and then he stepped back and closed the door tightly again.
The Song residence looks luxurious and majestic on the outside, but the yard is so approachable. Except for a stone table and a few stone benches, there is not even a tree seedling in the yard, let alone flowers and plants.
Pass through the empty front hall, walk through the left-handed veranda, and come to a courtyard. It is said to be a courtyard, but it is just a pavilion built on a piece of green grass.
Just imagine, on a piece of green land as big as a football field, there is only an elegant octagonal pavilion, not to mention the strange style of painting.
Song Ning is still dressed in green clothes. I have to say that he looks very good in green clothes. He can perfectly wear the ordinary blue color into a gorgeous look.
He sat leisurely in the gazebo, elegantly tasting the hot tea with white mist rising from the table, his legs were covered with thick fur soft material.
"Young Master Song is so excited!"
Song Ning turned her head, and her dark eyes met her clear eyes, which were clear and calm, without ripples.
"Thanks to you." He hooked his lips and smiled coldly.
She stepped into the pavilion, sat down on the stone bench opposite him, raised her brows slightly: "Oh? How do you say that?"
He pursed his lips, took out a cup from the tea tray between the tables, picked up the steaming iron pot beside the table, poured a cup of hot tea for her, the blue sleeves slid across the stone table, and there was a nice rustling sound.
"In order to refine Wuji Incense, I couldn't sleep well every day, but now, I don't have any trivial matters, and I finally steal half a day's leisure. Isn't it all thanks to you?"
Yuan Qiu pursed his lips, and a smile appeared in his calm eyes: "So, you really should thank me!"
She stretched out her hand to grab his wrist, pressed her fingers lightly on his veins, and listened carefully.
The eyes of the middle-aged man who led her here were strange, when did his master become so approachable? Even though he has served the master for many years, he has never touched a single finger of the master, and the master never let anyone touch him. This seems to have become the iron law in the Song residence. The master is not allowed to approach within a foot of his body——
But the young girl in front of her could easily grab the master's hand, and the master didn't show any resistance.
Yuan Qiu's originally stretched eyebrows slowly frowned: "Your cold poison has penetrated deep into the marrow of your bones, and it will definitely be painful when you attack it. Fortunately, you can persist until now." There was a hint of pity in her words.
Song Ning smiled lightly, looking at the young girl in front of him, a ripple appeared in his peaceful heart again: "Do you treat everyone like this?" He couldn't help asking.
Yuan Qiu was puzzled: "How?"
"Knowing that I am a villain, you still worry about my treatment. Do you treat all villains like this?"
Yuan Qiu shook his head: "I am not the Holy Mother, and I will not extend a helping hand to all wicked people. Besides, in my eyes, you are not a heinous person. I believe that you must have your reasons for doing all this. Now you You have already stopped, which shows that your heart is pure and kind. If the prodigal son turns back, the gold will not be exchanged! Isn't it?"