Chapter Fifty-Three Little Movement

  Wang Yu hadn't spoken yet, but Song Yu said with a strange tone: "Sister, you're smiling."

  Song Yuhua's face turned red upon hearing this. She glanced at Wang Yu, then lowered her head, silently scolding her little sister for blurting out the truth.

  Since Song Que decided to let Song Yuhua and Xie Wenlong get married, Song Yuhua has been depressed every day. Although it hasn't reached the point of crying, she hasn't smiled for a long time. But unexpectedly, today Wang Yu made her laugh.

  Seeing Song Yuhua's shy appearance, Wang Yu secretly made a victorious gesture. For someone like Song Yuhua, who is a well-bred lady from a good family, it's actually not difficult to pursue her. Song Yuhua has been living in the Song family's mountain city since she was young and has had very little contact with the outside world. The men she has come into contact with are extremely few, and even the young masters of the Song family dare not pursue her due to their identity. Although Song Yuhua is already quite old this year, in reality, she is just a girl who has never been in love before.

  Girls like her, they love the freshness. As long as they can show a different side, it's easy to win their hearts. In fact, girls with noble status like Song Yuhua don't have high EQ. Typical representatives are Weaving Girl and Third Saint Mother. Although they are goddesses, just because there is no cowherd and poor scholar in heaven, one married a cowherd and the other married a white-faced scholar. They loved each other to death. From an onlooker's perspective, their EQ is simply pitiful. Song Yuhua is stronger than them, but only slightly. However, Wang Yu thinks he is much stronger than Cowherd and Liu Yanchang. Winning over Song Yuhua shouldn't be too difficult.

  Can't just focus on the sister and neglect the younger sister, after all, Song Yu Zhi's beauty is still a few points better than Song Yu Hua.

  "Miss Yu Zhi, do you know why I've come this time?" Wang Yu looked at Song Yu Zhi's slender and delicate figure, smiling.

  Song Yuzhi's face turned red like her sister's. She wasn't stupid, and her second brother and third uncle had already given her a heads up beforehand. Moreover, from the conversation with Wang Yu earlier, Song Yuzhi discovered that she didn't dislike Wang Yu after all. Wang Yu was a talented and handsome man, and even when he didn't speak up earlier, not even Song Zhiwu, who was second in martial arts skills among the Songs, had noticed him, which meant that Wang Yu's martial arts skills were also very strong. And just now, Wang Yu had helped her sister solve this problem that had been troubling them for a long time, which showed that Wang Yu's intelligence wasn't bad either. Song Yuzhi had no reason to be dissatisfied. However, as a young lady from a good family, it was still necessary to maintain some reserve.

  Song Yu is indeed braver than Song Yuhua, looking straight at Wang Yu and saying: "I suppose it's because Your Highness has been living in the deep palace for a long time, thinking deeply and wanting to travel the world?"

  Wang Yu shook his head and said, "Miss Yu Zhi guessed wrong. I've heard that the Sect Master has a world-renowned pearl of great beauty, unmatched in the world. I have long been yearning for it, and this time I brought a generous gift, hoping to ask the Sect Master to give me that pearl."

  Song Shidao secretly gave Wang Yu a thumbs up, it's really high. It turns out that picking up girls is also a skill, and Song Shidao gained some insight today.

  Song Yuhua didn't react, and asked: "I've never heard of Father having any precious pearl. Father has always been devoted to martial arts and has never paid attention to these external things."

  Song Lu couldn't help but burst out laughing. Song Shidao and Song Zhi saw that Song Lu had laughed out loud, and they also couldn't help but laugh loudly. Song Yuzhi already understood, but she didn't laugh, her pretty face just turned even redder.

  Song Yuhua still didn't understand: "What are you guys laughing at?"

  "Jade Sister, the bright pearl I mentioned is naturally the treasured daughter of the Song family. This time, I came to propose to the master. Fortunately, the master has agreed to marry Miss Yu Zhi to me. In the future, when I ascend to the throne, I will formally welcome Yu Zhi." Wang Yu gazed at Song Yu Zhi with deep affection, and this time, Song Yu Zhi finally couldn't bear being looked at by Wang Yu. She buried her head in her chest, refusing to lift it up, muttering: "I didn't hear anything, I didn't hear anything..."

  Seeing Song Yu react like this, Song Zhi and the others burst into laughter again. It was clear that little Xiaotou had fallen in love and would not oppose this marriage.

  Song Yuhua's face turned pale, and her heart ached secretly. Similarly, it was an arranged marriage, similarly, Father had agreed to it, why did her luck have to be so much worse than Yu Zhi's? If last time Father had decided that I should marry Wang Yu instead of Hei Wenyu, how great would that be.

  Song Yu Hua knew that she shouldn't be thinking this way, as Wang Yu was about to become her brother-in-law. But she just couldn't control herself. Wang Yu's words and actions, appearance, martial arts skills, and family background were all superior to those of her fiancé, Xie Wen Long. Not only did Song Yu Zhi not reject Wang Yu, but Song Yu Hua also didn't reject him. If it was Wang Yu who had proposed to her, Song Yu Hua would have asked herself if she wouldn't have accepted. Her reaction was mostly the same as her little sister's, with a mix of shyness and joy.

  Just as Song Yuhua was indulging in wild thoughts, she suddenly felt her hand being grasped by another pair of hands. Xiaomei was separated from her by Wang Yu, so it definitely wasn't Xiaomei's. Her second uncle was sitting on her left side, but the hand that was grasped was her right one. So, who was holding her hand...

  Song Yuhua looked down at the table in a panic, and indeed Wang Yu was holding her hand. Song Yuhua's heart was racing like a deer. What did he mean by this? He was her younger sister's fiancé, why was he holding her hand? Was it a mistake? That didn't seem right either, since her sister was on his left side. So what did he really mean? Did he actually like her?

  Song Yuhua's thoughts were in disarray, and she couldn't help but wonder why Wang Yu was so bold as to directly hold her hand. Didn't he know that this was very impolite? For a moment, she even forgot to pull her hand back out.

  Just then, Song Zhi suddenly said: "Third brother, I think of something that has not been dealt with, you come with me to take a look." After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Song Lu's response and pulled Song Lu away. Before leaving, he also winked at Song Shi.

  Song Shidao nodded in agreement, and after Song Zhi and Song Lu walked far away, he said to Song Yuhua: "Elder sister, Father will probably host a banquet for the prince today, let's go make arrangements."

  Song Yuhua was about to agree, but suddenly felt the hand under the table pinch himself hard. The words that were already on his lips involuntarily came out: "Master Dao, you go take a look yourself, I won't go." After saying this, Song Yuhua felt extremely embarrassed. It was clear that Second Uncle, Third Uncle, and Second Brother all wanted to create an opportunity for Little Sister and Wang Yu to be alone together. How did he become so bewildered as to respond like this?

  "Alright, I'll go and make arrangements then," Song Shidao replied helplessly. "Your Highness, I'll take my leave first." After finishing speaking, Song Shidao also took his leave. The pavilion was left with only Song Yuhua, Song Yuzhi, and Wang Yu. None of the three spoke, and a ambiguous atmosphere filled the pavilion.

  It's worth mentioning that Song Yuhua never struggled, as if she had forgotten that there was still a pair of hands constantly rubbing on her own.