Chapter 487: Talking about the dishes for the banquet
Seeing Song Yizhi turning around and heading towards the room where she used to live, Rong Yueyuan reached out and grabbed her wrist.
Song Yizhi stopped and turned around. Seeing the look on Rong Yueyuan's face, he immediately came to his senses.
They are Taoist couples now, and it is really not appropriate for them to go back to their own houses.
But how could a naughty little girl be honest? She asked, "What's wrong?"
Rong Yueyuan said bluntly, "Do you want to sleep in a separate room with me?"
Faced with Rong Yueyuan's frankness, Song Yizhi was surprised for a moment, and then said with curved eyebrows, "Ah, I forgot."
Rong Yueyuan just looked at Song Yizhi intently, as if he was condemning her with his eyes.
Song Yizhi moved his wrist, broke free, grabbed Rong Yueyuan's hand, and pulled the man up with a slight force, "I won't do it next time."
Seeing that Song Yizhi had a good attitude, Rong Yueyuan said nothing and followed Song Yizhi back to the house.
When you open the door of the house, you will see ridiculously simple furniture and furnishings.
Song Yizhi didn't think anything was wrong, she walked straight towards the bed.
Rong Yueyuan reached out and circled Song Yizhi's wrist to pull him back.
Suddenly I felt that the residence I had lived in for many years was a bit shabby.
It's okay for her to live in this place, but it's not okay for Zhizhi to move in. This would be too unfair for her.
"What's wrong?" Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan and asked confused.
Rong Yueyuan said, "I'll rearrange the house."
Song Yizhi was stunned for a moment, then said, "I don't dislike it."
"I know." Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and put it on Song Yizhi's shoulder, "But I can't wrong you. You go outside and look at the fields while I go out."
It's her business not to pick a branch or dislike it, but if she feels the same way, she has a problem with her thinking.
In short, I couldn't bear to feel wronged by Zhi Zhi.
"Hey, hey, don't leave yet." Song Yizhi pulled Rong Yueyuan and then looked around, "I think this is pretty good."
"Okay?" Rong Yueyuan asked back, then looked around at the furnishings in the house and said, "Bamboo house, a humble room."
There is a bed, a cabinet, a few bookshelves, and a table. Apart from these pieces of furniture, there is no other decoration. It is not an exaggeration to say that the house has only four walls.
Song Yizhi was amused by Rong Yueyuan's serious look, but the feeling of being taken seriously made her feel warm in her heart.
Song Yizhi suddenly stood up on tiptoes and came closer, and asked with a smile, "Then how do you plan to arrange it?"
"What do you like?" Rong Yueyuan asked.
"Anyway, it's not too late at this point. Let's go shopping and decorate the house together!" Song Yizhi said.
Rong Yueyuan nodded, and then took Song Yizhi down the mountain.
The two moved very quickly and returned in about an hour.
Song Yizhi directed Rong Yueyuan to try his best to decorate the house in a way that both of them liked.
The main house was enlarged and was divided into an outer room and an inner room by Song Yizhi. The outer room and the inner room were separated by a bamboo curtain. A screen with a picture of pine and crane was placed at the entrance. Behind the screen was an arc-shaped architrave shelf. On the shelf
There are several white celadon vases.
The cabinet in the back room became a large cabinet, and a dressing table was placed next to the bed.
There are several bookshelves in the outer room and the back room, but there are some useless decorations on each bookshelf.
There were also one or two calligraphy and paintings hanging on the empty walls. Those calligraphy and paintings were definitely not made by Rong Yueyuan, but were stolen by Song Yizhi from his own family.
Looking at the brand new house, Rong Yueyuan walked to the futon, sat down cross-legged and meditated.
The meditating position was on the right side of the bed. When Song Yizhi, who was lying on the bed, raised his head, he could see the meditating man.
Song Yizhi rolled around on the bed a few times and then rolled up the quilt and stopped moving.
Who would have thought that one day he and Rong Yueyuan would buy furniture and decorate the house together.
If I had said this to myself a year ago, I would have thought it was crazy.
After withdrawing his thoughts, Song Yizhi looked at the relatively simple room and nodded with satisfaction.
Immediately, her eyes fell on Rong Yueyuan.
The man wearing Mushan's purple robe had half-tied hair, with only a white jade hairpin in his hair. The half-haired look weakened some of the coldness and made him look more gentle.
Rong Yueyuan almost never wears white or black. He wears a lot of clothes of various colors, and everything he wears... looks very good!
Looking at Rong Yueyuan's pale, bloodless face, Song Yizhi stretched out his hand from the quilt and rubbed his chin.
What would Rong Yueyuan look like if he wore red clothes? If it doesn't work, white clothes will do.
If Rong Yueyuan opened his eyes, he would be able to see his wife's malicious look at a glance.
The next day.
Rong Yueyuan finished adjusting his breath, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Song Yizhi lying on the bed, fast asleep.
Rong Yueyuan looked at it for a while, then continued to close his eyes and rest.
By the time Song Yizhi had slept enough and woke up, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
Song Yizhi got up and saw himself lying on the bed. As for the bed, it was a mess after being rubbed by him.
Song Yizhi sat on the bed, looked at his "masterpiece", and raised his hand to scratch his head in embarrassment.
Rong Yueyuan opened his eyes, as if he didn't see the messy bed, and asked Song Yizhi Wen Sheng, "Are you awake?"
Song Yizhi nodded.
Rong Yueyuan said gently, "Get up, get dressed and wash up. After breakfast, we will go to Song Ning Peak."
Song Yizhi lifted up the quilt and got out of bed and asked, "What are you doing at Song Ningfeng?"
"There are many things to discuss about the marriage ceremony between Song Yiheng and Huai Zhu." Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi, whose face was still covered with a few strands of hair, with a smile in his gentle eyes, "If they don't call you, you will
Noisy."
Song Yizhi couldn't refute, so she quickly put on her clothes. Before she could use her spiritual power to perform the dust-removing technique, Rong Yueyuan's dust-removing technique had already come down, and he even used his spiritual power to tie her hair into a bun.
Seeing Song Yizhi collecting two jade hairpins casually, Rong Yueyuan moved his hand and inserted a long hairpin into his bun.
A long silver ring-shaped hairpin is tied into the bun, and a ten-inch long sea pearl tassel hangs down.
Song Yizhi shook his head, and several pearl tassels dangled in front of him, hanging down on one side.
Song Yizhi picked up the pearl tassel hanging on her chest and looked at it, then looked at Rong Yueyuan with slightly complicated eyes.
This guy has some money, right?
The seventh-grade sunken sea pearls were used by him as hairpins. Although they are beautiful, are they not too luxurious?
Rong Yueyuan looked at the long hairpin in Song Yizhi's bun and said with satisfaction, "It looks good."
Can this not look good?
Song Yizhi thought about Jing Yishi and Jing Yishi, and felt he was used to it.
After breakfast, Song Yizhi and Rong Yueyuan went to Song Ningfeng.
Song Ningfeng, main hall.
When Rong Yueyuan and Song Yizhi came in, Song Luo was listening to Song Yiheng and Huai Zhu's discussion with her legs crossed and her chin propped up.
Seeing the couple arriving, Song Yiheng and Huaizhu stood up and saluted Rong Yueyuan and said hello, "Disciple has met the fifth elder."
Rong Yueyuan waved his hand and then saluted Song Luo.
Song Luo waved her hand, "Sit down."
Rong Yueyuan and Song Yizhi found chairs and sat down.
"Where did the discussion go?" Song looked at his brother and sister-in-law with bright eyes.
"We have just decided on the style of the wedding invitation." Huaizhu took out a bright red wedding invitation and handed it to Song Yizhi, "Now we are talking about the dishes for the banquet."