Since the national master came in, he had been talking about his series of arrangements in her ears, which made Xu Yan wonder if he was the spy who was inserted into Yun Qi and the others. When he looked at him, he couldn't help but look at him.

The Master Song obviously did not notice Xu Yan's gaze, and was still immersed in his seemingly perfect plan and could not extricate himself. To be honest, if it were in normal times, Xu Yan would not mind having such a character to adjust her daily atmosphere, but at this time, no matter how she did, she could not calmly listen to such a noisy person arrange such an important thing.

When his long speech finally stopped, Xu Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to issue an order to expel the national teacher and leave his memorial, she saw him pick up the frost and drank it all, and she was in a state of being willing to continue talking.

When Xu Yan saw this, he immediately looked down and said to Shuangjiang: "Shuangjiang, the tea is cold, why can't you go down and change to another pot? Now if you don't do these things, you have to put them in order to let the orphans do it?!" When Shuangjiang heard this, he quickly put the teapot on the table on the tray, smiled apologetically at Master Song, and then stepped back in a small way.

Song Xingchang looked at the series of movements and tried to make a sound to stop Shuangjiang several times, but they were scared back by Xu Yan's eyes. Shuangjiang gently closed the door, and only the two of them were left in the room. Song Xingchang couldn't help swallowing, gently turned over a page of the memorial, and prepared to continue to tell Xu Yan.

Xu Yan immediately interrupted him: "Master Song had just drunk cold tea and his throat was just when he was uncomfortable. How could he continue to speak? It would be better to take a break for a while."

In fact, Song Xingchang wanted to tell Xu Yan that he was really okay. What was he afraid of when the tea was cold? Not all water was used to drink. As long as there was no poison in it, he could naturally continue to speak. But when he saw the eyebrow thrown at him, he swallowed all the words. It was not that he was cowardly, but that Xu Yan's eyes were too terrible. He had to follow Xu Yan's order and stay quietly in place.

Of course, Xu Yan couldn't just sit here and have nothing to do. She wanted to see what Song Xingchang has to do to make Yun Lang like such a picky person. But after watching for a while, she felt that it would be better not to watch. If she didn't watch, she could also give him a reason, saying that he had calm wisdom that others could not see. This made her more and more annoyed.

She even wondered whether Yun Lang came here to die with her so that she could not get any good fruits to annoy her? She saw that Master Song had started playing with the memorial in his hand since he stopped his mouth.

The memorial of more than ten pages was forced to make a fuss. He pulled it left and right and didn't know what he was going to do, which made Xu Yan feel even more bored. When he was about to throw the memorial and catch it, Xu Yan finally couldn't help but interrupt his movements: "Enough!"

Song Xingchang obviously did not expect Xu Yan's words. As soon as he shivered, the memorial fell to the ground. The embarrassment and silence in the air spread rapidly. Song Xingchang looked at Xu Yan without moving. But Xu Yan felt very satisfied. This was the first time she enjoyed this awkward atmosphere like this. It would be better to see someone keep playing acrobatics in front of you.

Song Xingchang looked at Xu Yan's satisfied expression, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should move or not. The memorial was quietly lying on the ground, and no one touched it. Until Xu Yan smiled at Song Xingchang and said, "Master Song is doing what he is doing, your memorial has been folded, won't you pick it up?"

Song Xingchang then felt relieved and bent down to pick up the memorial. Just as he was about to continue talking about his plan to Xu Yan, Shuangjiang came in. Shuangjiang owed to the two of them, and mentioned the pot of tea she had added to fill him with. Song Xingchang felt that because of his own reasons, Shuangjiang was criticized for no reason, and he felt sorry for it. In this way, he wanted to comfort her, and his act of comforting her was to drink all the tea she had just brewed.

Xu Yan was shocked now. Looking at Song Xingchang, whose face turned red in an instant, he quickly said to Shuangjiang: "Why are you still standing there? Go and call the imperial physician?" Shuangjiang was also panicked and stood there in a daze. He didn't know what to do. He hesitated to go forward to see his situation, but also came forward because the men and women were not good at preventing them. Now that he heard Xu Yan's order, he responded quickly, pulled out and went out to find the imperial physician.

Xu Yan looked at Song Xingchang's movements and became more and more confused. Did Yun Lang have some ecstasy medicine for this kid? Why did he choose such a rash person to serve as the national teacher? Looking at Song Xingchang who was so hot that he couldn't speak, Xu Yan brought the cold tea in his cup that had not moved from the beginning to Song Xingchang and said, "The lonely cup is cold tea. If you haven't drunk it, the national teacher should be better off first..."

Before she could finish her words, Song Xingchang took the cup and drank it all. Xu Yan looked at his movements and felt that his doubts were getting bigger and bigger. I wonder if it was because of drinking herbal tea, Song Xingchang's expression gradually became normal, but his expression was still a little painful.

Xu Yan looked at his expression, it was impossible to say that she had no guilt in her heart. She forgot to tell him that the temperature she liked when drinking tea was higher than that of ordinary people, and because she always kept the tea for a long time and tasted it carefully, Frost will control the temperature of the tea higher according to her habits. Most of the people who come to her on weekdays are ministers who are familiar with her, and Yingchun will brew another pot of tea for them alone.

Now that Frost Down has changed, she has not seen any minister since she was with her, so naturally she didn't know the rules of making another pot of tea. Looking at Song Xingchang's painful expression, Xu Yan sighed lightly. She gently picked up the memorial he placed on the table and read it carefully page by page.

In fact, the plan he proposed was very good, but from the beginning to the moment he stopped, she was still in a state of confusion. How could this person be written out the details of the wedding banquet, and arranged it in such an orderly manner, no less than any minister who has worked in the Ministry of Rites for decades.

She turned page by page and saw his neat handwriting, and could not help but feel his importance to this marriage. Inexplicably, a hint of sourness flashed through her heart. Such a complete plan was for her, but unfortunately she would finally disappoint him.

Without further reading, she smiled and handed back the memorial. When she met Song Xing's long-term look, she whispered: "You have done a good job and your plan is complete." When she saw his eyes lit up instantly, but in the end she was still ruthless and said the following words.

"It's just that Gu felt it was too extravagant and wasted. Gu wanted to keep this marriage simple and everything simple. Do you understand?"

She saw Song Xingchang's expression gradually turn into doubt. She didn't say anything, but just lowered her eyes lightly to cover up the loss.

Everything is fine, but it is not suitable for her, not suitable for them now. So, I have to let you down, Master Song.
Chapter completed!