Early the next morning, Heng Yu and his mother left Kuaiji and rushed back to Luoyang.

Walking slowly all the way was almost the same time as when I came. After returning to Luoyang, even though he was probably not moving quickly, the wind and dining in the open for many days still made Song Li feel a little uncomfortable. After getting off the carriage, he didn't stay much, and was directly helped by a maid and returned to the backyard.

Hengyu's family is now living in the main house, watching her mother leave first. Hengyu originally planned to go to find her uncle Song Ni, but looked up at the sky. Song Ni should be still working at this time, but her father Song Qi had not returned from her friend when she was out. After thinking about it, she walked towards the back house.

As I walked, I was attracted by a gentle and gentle sound of the piano.

Although there are also soothing and gentle songs among the songs she is good at playing the piano, the final effect is slightly different from the sound of this piano because of the different people playing the piano.

People who understand the piano can guess the person who plays the piano from the sound of the piano.

Heng Yu was not in a hurry to go back. She walked around the rockery that blocked the road and followed the long piano sound to the corridor. At the end of her gaze, she saw a thin back in a black robe.

The sound of the piano was rhythmic, and the steps of Hengyu fell were consistent with the tone of the piano. The person who played the piano did not notice that someone was approaching for a while. Until the footsteps behind him became clear, Song Xuan changed to playing the piano gently. He pressed his hands on the strings and slightly turned his head to look at Hengyu.

The eyebrows and eyes are noble and cold, like the moon spreading in the river, like ink dyeing the picture scroll. Even though the children of aristocratic families have always been talented, there are few beauty like Song Xuan, which is as charming as Song Xuan.

"Cousin Xuan." Heng Yu greeted him.

Song Xuan stood up and replied, "Yu'er, what do you see when you go to Kuaiji?" There was a faint itch in his throat. Song Xuan clenched his fist and pressed it against his lips, coughing gently.

The lip color, which was already light in blood, was even more light and purple.

Since he did not play the piano anymore, the man who was serving Song Xuan hurriedly stepped forward and added a thin cloak to him. Song Xuan sat down again, Heng Yu sat down opposite him, and said, "Just just three days after he arrived in Kuaiji, his father and uncle sent a letter. However, although Yu had been in Kuaiji for a short time, he also met a person with outstanding character."

Song Xuan changed his thoughts and curled his lips and smiled: "You are the husband of Fu, Kuaiji. The husband of Fu's husband, who was eight years old, has also heard of the famous Xuan."

Heng Yu turned his head and blinked at Song Xuan, "How can Mr. Fu talk to me at the age of eight, how can he fight against me at the age of six?"

Song Xuan smiled, and a little bloody color appeared on his face. He followed her sentence and said, "How can Xuan be more versus a girl from the Song family who was five years old?"

The two looked at each other, and Song Xuan laughed first, "Is the way Yu'er and her brother reminiscing about the past is to praise each other? Have tea and have tea."

The maid brought tea to the two of them again and slowly stepped back.

Heng Yu held the teacup and warmed his hands, "My cousin's crown gift is coming, but Yu thought he couldn't catch up, but he didn't expect that he could give the prepared gift to his cousin himself."

Song Xuan took a bite of tea, "Yu'er's gifts are always unique, and the folding fan is quite liked by his father."

Although he knew that his uncle's elegance was famous among the aristocratic race, Hengyu still found it quite interesting to think about the appearance of his uncle who was always square in front of her holding a folding fan.

Song Xuan didn't hear Heng Yu's voice and looked up.

Seeing the look on her face and guessing what she was thinking, Song Xuan also felt a little funny, but he still knocked on the stone table in front of her with a folding fan, "Don't make a mistake."

"Yes, as long as my uncle likes it."

The two changed the topic.

During the chat, Heng Yu could always hear Song Xuan's suppressed cough. She carefully observed Song Xuan's expression and suddenly said, "Does Cousin Xuan know that I have studied medicine?"

Taizu went on a war in the past, but the world fell before the world was settled. At that time, a miracle doctor named Ke, who lived in seclusion in the Qiran Mountains, heard the news and was grateful to Taizu's achievements and came out to take care of Taizu's body. When Taizu's health improved, he left. After that, there was no news about how Taizu sent people to find it. After the establishment of the Jin Dynasty, Taizu was quite grateful to the miracle doctor's life-saving grace. Since then, the doctor's status has gradually increased and has been no longer included in the ranks of the lower nine.

Some children of aristocratic families who are interested in aristocratic families will also learn about medical skills, but few people will learn in depth.

Heng Yu had been living in Chen Ping with her mother. Her father was promoted to Jiuqing two years ago, but she and her mother did not rush back to Luoyang because they had to take care of their seriously ill grandmother. They did not come to Luoyang until the age of 2008 when their grandmother was in stable condition.

In this life, Hengyu was a fetal body. Whether it was the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, or the six arts of gentlemen who had learned from childhood to adulthood, although she had hidden strength, her qualifications were still outstanding. Later, because she knew the importance of ancient medical skills, she also found an excuse to search for many medical books, and occasionally communicated with doctors living in her hometown. So at this time, it was nothing wrong to say in front of Song Xuan that she was good at medical skills.

Song Xuan was a little surprised, and he raised his eyes and said, "Yu'er is interested in this? There are a few books in Xuan. Ruo Yu'er's cousin wants to read it. I'll ask the servant to send it to you later."

"Cousin Xuan, can I take a pulse?" Heng Yu carefully observed Song Xuan's expression, his heart felt a little heavy, and he said in a deep voice.

Although she was not very optimistic about Heng Yu's medical skills, Song Xuan still stretched out his hand and pulled out his wide sleeves slightly, revealing his thin and white wrists.

Heng Yu put his finger on Song Xuan's wrist and felt Song Xuan's pulse. Heng Yu couldn't help but be stunned. Such a serious pulse that was sucked into the body was only a person who was as stubborn as her cousin Xuan, who was as determined as her cousin Xuan. After pondering for a moment, Heng Yu ordered Su Lan, "Go and find the pen and mo, I will prescribe a prescription for cousin Xuan."

Regarding his prescription, Heng Yu also explained to Song Xuan: "After prescription is prescribed, cousin Xuan can take it to other doctors for a look. After confirming it, use the medicine."

Su Lan had already taken the pen and ink, Heng Yu picked up the pen, wrote down the name and amount of the medicinal material, and marked a few precautions at the bottom, and put down the pen after writing.

"Let me see." Song Xuan said.

He became a doctor after a long illness. After so many years of illness, he had drunk so many medicines. Song Xuan also read a lot of medical books. Although he was not an expert, he also stepped on his feet inside the door.

There are not many medicinal materials listed on the paper, and some medicinal properties are even in conflict, but under the neutralization of appropriate dosage or other herbs, the efficacy of it is improved.

Song Xuan put the paper down and praised: "This prescription is really exquisite."

After experiencing so many worlds, many of the prescriptions she recorded have been tested over a long period of time. When she heard Song Xuan say this, Heng Yu smiled, "It would be good for cousin Xuan's body."

The two were still chatting, and the servants beside Song Ni walked through the corridor and walked in front of them, "Two men."

After seeing the ceremony, he said to Heng Yu: "Girl, the head of the family is welcome."

Heng Yu looked at the sky, and before they knew it, the two chatted until the sky was getting dark. She stood up, "Cousin Xuan, please let me go, Yu will leave first."

After saying goodbye to Song Xuan, Heng Yu followed the servant to Song Ni's study in the front yard.

There was nothing important to Song Ni when she looked for her. She just asked about her experiences on the road. Regarding Song Qi's resignation, Song Ni sighed softly, frowned slightly, but did not make too many comments.

Song Qi didn't like being an official, Song Ni knew very well, but the family educated him and cultivated him, and spent so much effort to accumulate his reputation, not for nothing, the family also needed rewards.

Therefore, Song Qi chose to become an official for more than 20 years, and only then did he truly fulfill himself after the Song juniors grew up.

"Go down, have a good rest during this period. After a while, it will be your cousin Xuan's crown ceremony. At the crown ceremony, my uncle will arrange for you to show up."

"yes."

She will shoulder what her father doesn't want to bear.

A good night's sleep.

The next day, just dawned, Heng Yu got up, washed up and left the yard, found an empty courtyard, and casually broke a green bamboo for the New Year, shook off the morning dew from the bamboo leaves, and used the bamboo as a sword to wield a complete set of sword techniques.

The sword technique is soft and the murderous intent is restrained.

Song Xuan went out for a walk after breakfast and met Song Jian in the corridor with his peers. The two of them simply walked along the corridor together.

Through the rockery, Song Fang heard the sound of Jian Pokong swinging, and he said curiously: "Who in his family has the leisure to dance in the courtyard in the early morning?"

Compared to Song Fang who had already put on a single dress, Song Xuan was wearing thicker clothes. He listened and suddenly smiled, "It must be Yu'er. She is the only one in the family who is more interested in this aspect."

Upon hearing this, Song Fang raised his eyebrows and said, "Yu'er's cousin lived in other places after he became sensible. He only returned to Luoyang before the New Year. It's been so long since he got together, why did Brother Xuan and Yu'er's cousin have such a good relationship?"

Even if he is Song Xuan's younger brother, he is not so natural when he gets along with Song Xuan.

Song Xuan said: "Yu'er is quite smart."

It will be easy to talk to smart people. Especially this smart person, when he reveals his intentions, he already knows his subsequent meaning. This tacit understanding has never been seen even by his parents or friends of the same generation.

Song Fang lowered his eyes, not knowing whether he had realized the unfinished meaning of Song Xuan's words.

The two of them said as they walked, and turned a corner to the courtyard and walked around the rockery, and saw Heng Yu dancing with his sword.

Heng Yu's sword move has entered the final stage.

She swept her eyes to Song Fang and Song Xuan who were standing next to the rockery, and then turned her eyes to catch a glimpse of the blooming peony flower beside the rockery. She waved her last sword to the rockery.

The sword energy slashed directly at the burning peony.

The sword energy flew, the peonies swayed, the flower stems separated, and slowly fell.

Heng Yu made a mistake in his steps and sent the bamboo sword forward. The tip of the sword touched the bottom of the peony flower. After using some skill, the peony was thrown upwards.

Then, the peony slowly fell from the air. Song Xuan was slightly stunned. He looked at the peony above him, stretched out his right hand from the cloak, and caught the burning peony.

"There is another name for peony, Luoyang Flower." Heng Yu slowly walked to the two of them with a bamboo sword in his hand, bowed, and then he finished his words slowly, "After seeing the charm of cousin Xuan, he saw the grand scenery of Luoyang."

Song Xuan looked at the peony in his palm, feeling quite amused and crying.

After Song Fang was stunned, he returned to normal. He pointed at Hengyu with the folding fan in his hand, and pointed at the peony in the palm of Song Xuan's palm, and laughed loudly: "My cousin Yu'er is indeed a wonderful person. Just look at the praises of the prosperous scenery of Luoyang by your words. No wonder Brother Xuan treats you so close to you. If someone praises me like this, I will definitely lead him to be the soulmate of the world."

"Putting my cousin's generous temperament is also a rare beauty in Luoyang," Heng Yu added.

Song Fang, who was just laughing loudly, was immediately at a loss by Heng Yu's praise. "Brother Xuan is good at making arguments at the age of five, but I think he is not as good as his sister."

Song Xuan smiled, held the lower part of the peony with his slender and white fingertips, thought for a while, and pinned it on his cape collar.

The light pink peony fell on the plain cloak, as if it was a finely drawn on the pink edge of the plain cloak. Song Xuan's somewhat pale face also looked rosy and ruddy because of the peony.

Song Xuan smiled and said, "Don't be arrogant and arrogant in Yu'er."

Heng Yu abandoned the bamboo sword in his hand next to the rockery, and his servants would take it away later.

"Have you used breakfast?" Song Xuan looked at the sky and asked softly.

"Before the meal, Yu went to change his clothes first, and the two brothers took it upon themselves." After saluting to the two, Heng Yu led his two maids away.

Song Fang admired the peonies on Song Xuan's cloak, "The peonies bloom on the flat ground in the mountains and have their own charm, and they also make their own beautiful scenery when they fall on Brother Xuan."

Song Xuan didn't tighten his cloak, "You have also learned from Yu'er's snails."

He walked a few steps forward, picked up the thin bamboo that Heng Yu had discarded on the side, stroked the smooth and slender purple flute bamboo with his slender fingertips, and then touched the smooth peony stems with the smooth cut. The originally plain eyebrows and eyes gradually became stained with other waves.

"What's wrong?"

"Yu'er's martial arts skills are excellent." Song Xuan put the bamboo back again.

The cut on the peony stem is smooth, obviously not cut with fine bamboo, but with the mysterious and mysterious so-called sword energy.

Song Xuan's ceremony is getting closer and closer.

The four major families of the Chen Ping Song family, Langze He family, Qinghe Li family, and Ningjun Lin family ranked first-class families. Among them, the Ningjun Lin family and the Langze He family declined slightly because they did not have three dukes in two generations, but they were still noble and elegant. The Chen Ping Song family and the Qinghe Li family have always been married, and they have a love between Qin and Jin, and are in-laws. Among the four major families, the Chen Ping Song family has the highest status.
To be continued...