When Song Ruoxi came back to the yard, he felt bloating and pain in his lower abdomen. Knowing that the day was coming, he went to the clean room to make a lot of trouble. After coming out, his face became worse.

The silkworm brought a bowl of brown sugar ginger soup to serve her to drink, "Miss, let's rest on the couch!"

Song Ruoxi nodded, took off the hairpin ring, scattered her hair bun, and leaned on the soft couch. She was lazy and couldn't cheer up. She was still talking about those questions. The verbal agreement was not a formal marriage. Why did Shangguan Moxun care so much? Why didn't he hold it? Why didn't he admit that he liked her? Why did he say that he angered her? Maybe what he said was true. His protection for her originated from An Yu and Lu Fengyan. He didn't like her, but she was self-indulgent and murmured, "Jun Ruo no intention..." sighed, "Are you really unintentional?"

Xiangduo, who was sitting next to her embroidered flowers, heard Song Ruoxi sighing, thinking that she was uncomfortable, so she stepped forward and asked softly, "Miss, is it a little painful? Do you want to put some soup to warm up?"

"I'm fine, don't worry about me, go out!" Song Ruoxi closed his eyes and hid the sourness in his eyes, "I want to sleep for a while."

Xiangduo didn't dare to quarrel at her, so she put a thin blanket on her abdomen, lit a branch of An Ning, and quietly retreated with Mint.

Song Ruoxi was sleeping in a daze. Suddenly, he felt a hand gently stroked his face, frowned, woke up, opened his eyes and saw that it was Ji Yun sitting beside her, with a loving smile on her face, gathered her hair, and sat up, "Mom, why are you here?"

"Your little life is coming, mom comes to see you." Ji Yun held her hand, "Does your stomach hurt?"

"A little bit." Song Ruoxi did not have too much pain this time, but only a faint pain.

Ji Yun brought the white glaze and red flower bowl on the coffee table, "Come on, drink the medicine."

Song Ruoxi looked at the black potion in the bowl and said with a bitter face: "Mom, my stomach doesn't hurt, so I don't need to drink medicine."

"My mother, don't be afraid of hardship. If you drink medicine, you will not be bitter if you eat candied dates." Ji Yun coaxed her softly.

Seeing that Ji Yun was coaxing her as a child again, Song Ruoxi was both amazed and embarrassed to continue playing tricks. She took the bowl, took a sip, tried the temperature, raised her head and drank the medicine happily, and her face wrinkled into a bun.

Ji Yun hurriedly stuffed the candied dates into her mouth and reached out to hold her into her arms, "You can rest in the room these days and don't run around."

Song Ruoxi held the candied dates in his mouth and nodded obediently. Not to mention that his body did not allow her to run, even if he allowed her, she was not in the mood to run. She rubbed Ji Yun's arms, and when the bitter taste in her mouth dissipated, she spit out the date pit and asked, "Mom, did my aunt not cause any trouble when she went to Nanrong Lane, right?"

"I just quarreled for a few times, but nothing happened." Ji Yun didn't like Xiao Jiang, and she didn't like her second aunt's wife, so she didn't want to say much about them. Besides, their noisy swear words were not suitable for saying in front of Song Ruoxi.

Song Ruoxi just asked casually, not caring too much. Without Ji Yun, she didn't ask any more questions. She looked up at Shi Chenzhong and said, "Mom, you'll have dinner here before going back!"

Ji Yun also glanced at Shi Chenzhong and smiled and said, "It's so late, I'll go there after dinner."

"Prepare the meal!" Song Ruoxi said loudly.

After the mother and daughter sat opposite each other and chatted for a while, Ji Yun told the maids to serve them very hard, so she took Rong Qiao and Yinqiao away.

The night was deeper, and Ba waited on the roof for half a night but didn't wait for Song Ruoxi to come out. However, she clearly heard the girl tossing and turning on the bed, and it was obvious that the girl could not fall asleep, but the girl couldn't come out. Is she angry? Or did she believe the young master's words and feel cold? She sighed, the old lady probably still has to wait for this cup of granddaughter-in-law tea.

The next day, Song Ruoxi lazily tilted on the rocking chair under the corridor, and frivolously flipping through a miscellaneous note. Xiaoguai flew down from the tree, stopped on the rocking chair, flapped his wings, and said in a strange voice: "There are guests here, and there are guests here!"

Mint spat and said, "What are you shouting? Where did you come from this hot day?"

"A guest is here, and a guest is here." Xiaoguai shouted insistently.

Xiaobai shouted with a pointed mouth: "The Lord, the guest is coming to pay attention to the guests with fragrant tea, please sit down, please sit down."

The people in the yard laughed, and Song Ruoxi couldn't help laughing.

Xiangxiu and Qinghe sighed lightly, and as long as the girl still smiled, she would not be depressed.

"Sister Song, I'm here to play with you." Zhou Siyi's crisp voice came over.

Song Ruoxi was stunned and looked up. Ji Yun accompanied Zhou Siyi and saw that a guest was really here.

"What's wrong? I'm so surprised to see me?" Zhou Siyi looked at her with a smile.

"Why did you come suddenly?" Song Ruoxi stood up.

"I'll come to play with you." Zhou Siyi looked at Ji Yun with a smile, "Thanks to Aunt Song, I don't blame me for coming here uninvited."

"Why are you surprised?" Ji Yun smiled, "Young sisters should come and go frequently. I wish you could come and go a few more times."

"I will come often from now on. Aunt Song should not bother me then!" Zhou Siyi said with a giggle.

Ji Yun smiled and said, "I don't bother you, it's too late to be happy."

"Mom, I'll call Sister Zhou, you can go and do it~!" Song Ruoxi welcomed Zhou Siyi into the room.

"Siyi, just think this is your own family, don't be restrained." Ji Yun said politely and left. The day after tomorrow was Song Ruoying's good day, because she was a hasty marriage. Even if everything was simple, there were still many things to be busy with.

"Why do you think of seeing me on this hot day?" Song Ruoxi asked with a smile.

Zhou Siyi took a sip of rose dew and said, "I got a new song and I'll find you to play it together."

"What kind of song is it?" A strange color flashed in Song Ruoxi's eyes. Could it be the masterpiece of a time-traveling senior again? At this time, space is almost penetrated into a sieve.

"This zither flute ensemble was written by the first musician of the palace in the previous dynasty. There is no music score, and no one has played it for many years. This time, my cousin finally bought it from his descendants for a lot of money. You are good at playing the flute, and I like playing the piano. We can play a song in one piece." Zhou Siyi took off the purse he carried, took out a piece of paper from it, and handed it to Song Ruoxi.

Song Ruoxi took the song and looked carefully. Most of the things she was familiar with were pop music. This song was very complicated. I wonder if it was the masterpiece of a time travel senior who graduated from the music department. "This sound is too high, and I may not be able to blow it up."

"Let's try it. Even if you can't play it for a while, it doesn't matter. Practice slowly, you can always play it out." Last time I listened to music and wrote the title of the song, the two were equally matched. In Zhou Siyi's heart, no one was qualified to play with her except Song Ruoxi. If Song Ruoxi didn't work, the others would be even worse. "I even brought the piano, you can't push it."

"I will do my best." It was difficult to refuse the kindness, so Song Ruoxi had no choice but to agree.

The maid placed the piano and lit the sweet fragrance. Song Ruoxi and Zhou Siyi were in the study, sitting and standing, looking at each other and smiling. Zhou Siyi's jade fingers were slender, pressing the strings of the piano, gently folding and slowly twisting. The sound of the piano sounded. Song Ruoxi was crossing the flute on his lips, and a clear and spiritual flute sound followed closely.

When the high notes were made, Song Ruoxi's breath was unstable and he could only blow it out, but there were flaws. When the noise was made, Zhou Siyi also made a mistake, after all, he was young and lacked his skills.

The whole song is divided into three sections, the first section is bright and beautiful, the middle section is sad and sad, and the latter section is sad.

Before the song was finished, Zhou Siyi was already in tears. Song Ruoxi could not blow it down, and there was a light of tears in his eyes. He closed his eyes, turned around, forced his tears back, and asked with a forced smile: "Sister Zhou, what happened?"

"Sister Song, I like him, but he doesn't like me. What should I do to make him like me?" Zhou Siyi asked sadly.

Song Ruoxi's eyes were slightly dim and she sighed softly, "The falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless. No matter how hard you fight, it will be in vain. Forget him!"

"Forgot him? How can I forget him?" Zhou Siyi looked at Song Ruoxi with tears in her eyes.

"Don't think about him, don't look at him, pretend that you have never known him, slowly, you will forget him." Song Ruoxi looked out the window, and a trace of purple could be seen a little far away. Looking closely, there were only green leaves and branches.

"How long will it take to forget him? I am afraid that I will be heartbroken before I forget him. I went to find him, comfort him, and accompany him, but he..." Zhou Siyi looked depressed and held his clothes tightly with both hands, as if he could not breathe. "He said he thanked me for my efforts to him, but he could not like me, let alone marry me. He didn't want to hurt me, but he had obviously hurt me."

"It's not him who hurts you, it's you who hurts yourself. If you don't like him, how could he hurt you? Since he has no intention of you, why bother him? If you lose your self-esteem, it's a result of full hurt. Why bother?" Song Ruoxi was persuading Zhou Siyi, and shedding herself. Suddenly, she remembered a passage I saw in a novel, "The person you think you can't lose is not something you can't lose. After you shed tears, there is another person who makes you laugh, you are heartbroken, and then you find that the person who doesn't love you is not worth your sadness. Looking back today, isn't it a comedy? When the love is over, there is another new realm, and all the sorrow is nothing more than history."

Zhou Siyi was stunned, "Sister Song, have you fall in love with anyone?"

"No, I didn't like anyone." Song Ruoxi denied it completely, but there was a hint of panic in his eyes. "Sister Zhou, I'm urging you not to touch me. You are a good girl. It's his loss that he doesn't cherish you. Other people cherish you. Don't look down on yourself for him."

Zhou Siyi lowered her head and pondered for a moment, looked up at Song Ruoxi, "Sister Song, your words make sense, but they are affectionate with him. I can't just forget him like this. Even if I lower myself to the dust for him, I am willing."

"You..." Song Ruoxi felt sad. Love was blind. She was powerless to persuade him, "I hope you can keep the clouds open."

"I will definitely do it." Zhou Siyi wiped away her tears, "Sister Song, don't give up easily."

Don't give up easily?
Chapter completed!