Chapter 114 Missing

With Song Yu's recommendation letter, the meeting with Mao Sui became surprisingly smooth. Pingyuan Jun asked Song Yu to come to talk twice, but Song Yu Wanyan refused.

Qiu Yao originally thought that Pingyuanjun valued Song Yu so much that the matter could be solved directly with Pingyuanjun himself, but after Mao Sui's analysis, she realized that the stakes were far from what she could think of.

It turned out that the brother of the man who tried to seize Xie Jin was quite favored under the account of Xinlingjun. In this era, a doorman who can talk to his master is more influential than a cronin who is rarely seen in ten years, so it will take some time to make Pingyuan Jun willing to be a lobbyist.

"All of them make a pair of Shangxian's faces. In fact, they don't just care about themselves." When Qiu Yao saw Song Yu get up and leave the table, she muttered softly, "Then I have to trouble you with this matter."

"Mrs. Song said heavily. Although Mao Sui is just a nobody in the plain king, I have a friend who has a close personal relationship who is very valued by Mr. Pingyuan. I asked him to mediate and solve this matter."

Qiu Yao's back when she went out to Song Yu and looked at Mao Sui. Seeing that he had already lost the astringency when he was saved, she smiled happily, "You will definitely make a big move in the future. I saw this from the beginning. If it doesn't sound, it will be amazing. This is called thick and thin hair.

"What a thick and thin hair," Mao Sui was dumbfounded. "Thinking of what was saved by Mrs. Song in those years, it seems that it was still yesterday. Mao Sui can have today, thanks to Mrs. Song."

"I think it's like it's a matter of my previous life," Qiu Yao picked up the teacup and took a sip. She looked up and looked at Mao Sui with a smile. "You are like Mrs. Song, like something."

Mao Sui suddenly felt it, and then stroked his palm and laughed, "That's my fault. Don't blame me. After living in the officialdom for a long time, it is inevitable to be a little tacky. How can you be as casual as you?"

"But I still like the arrogant look of you at that time."

"Arrogant?"

"Just kidding," Qiu Yao looked at the door again, and then took out a piece of cloth from her sleeve and gave it to Mao Sui. "In addition to my brother's matter, I also have something to trouble you."

"Oh?" Mao Sui raised his eyebrows and took it to open it, but Qiu Yao stretched out her hand to stop him.

"You can take this back and have a look. Give me a reply tomorrow morning." Qiu Yao still kept smiling on her face, but there were tears in her eyes. Mao Sui suddenly felt a little confused, but she still put away the cloth as she wanted.

"Can't even Mr. Song say it?"

"What I want to hide is him."

"But..." Mao Sui was a little surprised, and his eyes couldn't help looking at Qiu Yao's slightly bulging lower abdomen.

Qiu Yao was silent for a moment. Even if she knew that Yu Li didn't fit, she couldn't help but reach out and hold Mao Sui's hand. "Now my relatives are far away from home. In addition to Ziyuan, only you can make me say a few heartfelt words. You must help me with this matter."

Mao Sui looked down at Qiu Yao's hand, and his expression became solemn. "Okay, I promise you."

"Thank you," Qiu Yao slowly withdrew her hand, and tears flashed in her eyes. Seeing Song Yu coming in from the door, she immediately pulled a reluctant smile at him and stood up and walked towards him. "I'm a little tired. Let's go back."

"Okay," Song Yu answered faintly and nodded to Mao Sui opposite Qiu Yao, "Mr. You Lao."

"Mrs. Song has a life-saving grace. It's natural for me to help." Song Yu's hands hanging on both sides of his body without a trace, got up and saluted Song Yu.

Seeing the seemingly matching two people leave, Mao took out Qiu Yao's cloth and glanced at it roughly. Looking at the dense columns of words on it, his heart sank.

Since Hu Yang appeared last time, Song Yu has never personally helped Qiu Yao get off the carriage. It was already dark for more than half. Song Yu got off the horse path and walked into the side house, closed the door, sat quietly at the table and picked up the lights to read at night.

If you only use one word to describe the relationship between him and Qiu Yao today, it is the appearance and separation. Today, when meeting with Mao Sui, even if he and Qiu Yao are still talking, people who are a little more careful can see the gap between them.

The candle flower jumped and made a crackling sound. Song Yu came to her senses and found that her mind was no longer on the bamboo slips in her hand. She frowned, put down the bamboo slips, took off her robe, blew out the oil lamp, and lay down **.

There was a smile outside the door. Song Yu instinctively touched the sword by the pillow. When she heard the familiar footsteps, she closed her eyes again. She only heard the rustling sound behind her, and then felt that someone climbed into her bed and carefully lay behind her.

At that moment, Song Yu's guilt was unprecedentedly strong. He suddenly wanted to turn around and hug Qiu Yao, but in the end he still gave up.

I don't know how much the person behind me is eager for a hug from him at this moment, but this little wish can't be realized.

There is no better dream than this.

When she woke up in the morning, the pillow was still asleep. Song Yu had an illusion that there were no contradictions these days, even the vacancy of more than four years, and she was still a lovely and gentle wife.

However, it was difficult to cover the five-month pregnancy with clothes. Song Yu withdrew her sight and her eyes dimmed in an instant.

Song Yu bypassed Qiu Yao as gently as possible and got out of bed, got up to change her clothes, and then went out.

If he turns around halfway, he will see Qiu Yao's eyes full of tears.

He didn't know that he might have missed their last hug in his life on that seemingly calm night.

He took a deep breath and forced back the tears in his eyes.

Qiu Yao got up and got out of bed, opened the door, and happened to meet He Jun, who came to deliver breakfast.

"Where is the Ziyuan people?"

"Mr. Song just went out for a long time. He said that he went to the Pingyuan Junfu to thank him." He Jun walked into the room with a smile and gently put the breakfast on the table. "As soon as Mr. Pingyuan said, the State of Wei will definitely let him go, so that Mr. Xie's problem can be solved."

"Yes." Qiu Yao smiled and sat at the table and finished all the breakfast. "I'm going out for a walk."

"But Mr. Song hasn't come back yet..."

"Is it possible that he still cares for you? Don't let me go out if he's not there?" Looking at He Jun's awkward appearance, Qiu Yao smiled and said, "I'm fine."

She wanted to say "I'll be back soon", but she was afraid that tears would be uncontrollable as soon as she said this sentence. She reached out and touched He Jun's head, and Qiu Yao walked to the door.

The spring breeze blowing on Handan's face makes people feel a little dry, but Qiu Yao's eyes are wet.

"Please come out." Qiu Yao stood at the corner of the street.

Then a man came out from behind, with a slightly loose smile on his face, but the pace seemed difficult.

"I didn't expect that my wife still knew Pingyuan Jun's doorman. Huai Qing really admired it."

"I just don't want anyone to interfere with me," Qiu Yao turned around and quietly looked at Hu Yang, who was holding the tree with one hand. "The medicinal properties of this medicine can only last for three hours, and it won't have much impact on the body."

"Are you sure you won't regret doing this in the future?" His limbs were gradually paralyzed, and his eyelids were gradually heavy. Hu Yang couldn't help leaning down, but his face was still with an unruly smile.

"I don't want to think so much," Qiu Yao looked at Hu Yang condescendingly. "Go back and tell Bai Qi to be kind to my family, especially my first son, and I may give him a chance to recognize his children."

A carriage drove out from the side. Qiu Yao finally looked at Hu Yang, who collapsed to the ground, and turned around.

Maybe feelings really need a little willing stupidity, but they are too smart to tolerate her. Their vows collapse in front of reason, and she can only leave alone with sadness.

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This song adds BM:http://music.baidu.com/song/5949740 Liu Jia's lonely city, and the last paragraph is modified according to the lyrics