The young man was shy, and after speaking a few words with Song Ci, he was full of concerns and was sent away by his perceptive grandmother.
Song Lingsu stood in front of the gate of Chunhui Hall and headed towards the outer courtyard. Instead of returning to his own courtyard, he turned towards the Double Lin Hall, where his third brother and others were.
Unexpectedly, Song Lingjie had already set up a small wine table in the courtyard, warmed a pot of wine, and placed various mooncakes and fruits on the table, as though waiting for someone to arrive.
Song Lingsu was somewhat surprised and said, "It looks like you're expecting me, aren't you?"
"Certainly not expecting Zhou'er, right?" Song Lingjie chuckled and gestured to a chair nearby, saying, "So, have you and Grandmother had a talk?"
Song Lingsu was surprised again, knowing his cousin's sly cunning, he replied, "Do you know what I talked about with Grandmother?"
