In a moment, at the gate of the Xia family, Xia Qianqian went to the Qingzhu carriage.

Behind her, Mrs. Wang Li pushed Wang Yueyue and persuaded: "Quick, go and ride in the carriage with Mr. Mo!"

Wang Yueyue was so nervous that when she was about to move, Li Yunniang grabbed Wang Yueyue's sleeve and suggested: "Yue'er, yesterday, you said you wanted to learn how to knit a backpack from me?"

Wang Yueyue nodded repeatedly.

Li Yunniang then said: "Aunt Gui's weaving skills are even more exquisite. Later, when we have nothing to do in the oxcart, we will learn to weave together. You can come with us."

"Okay!" Wang Yueyue's eyes were shining.

He turned around and ran towards the bullock cart on the side.

Mrs. Wang Li was so angry that she clenched her back molars, and she hated the iron in her heart.

What's the use of being with such a woman.

I learned how to weave a backpack and was able to sell a few coins.

It is better to follow the young master and show your face more.

Even if the young master doesn't like it, it's okay to marry someone like the captain of the guard.

Why is my daughter so stubborn?

How many times have I talked to her about it, but she still doesn’t understand.

Mrs. Wang Li was angry and anxious.

My man is still in jail, and the Jiang family's case has been pending, which is a good thing.

Although people are imprisoned, at least they are still alive.

Xia Qianqian looked slightly surprised as soon as she got in the car.

The man who had been sitting upright on the couch was bending down to add charcoal to the small stove on the small table. In the teapot on the stove, the water was still boiling, making a sizzling sound.

On the table, there are several small plates lined up in a row, and in the plates are all kinds of exquisite pastries.

As soon as Xia Qianqian put her head in, he suddenly stretched out his hand and took her into his arms. His hand inadvertently fell on her waist.

Xia Qianqian is ticklish.

In a panic, she pinched his hand and said, dumbfounded: "Wait a minute, hehehe, itchy, itchy, you have something to say, don't move your hands or feet."

In her opinion, he has always been a very upright person.

He has very strong traditional concepts and is bound by worldly etiquette. How could he touch a girl's family as soon as he comes into contact with her?

What's more, between the person he was yesterday and the person he is today, one was as cold as ice and the other as passionate as fire.

Xia Qianqian was a little doubtful that the person in front of her was still the same person she once knew.

"Qianqian, don't move!"

He hugged her from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder.

As he spoke, soft breath blew in the person's ears, and a shiver spread from the ears throughout the body.

Xia Qianqian took a breath of cold air and stretched out her hand to push him aside, "I...if you take the opportunity to take advantage of me, I will go ride the bullock cart."

Her words were quite threatening, but they lacked a hint of confidence.

"How could I take advantage of you at will?"

He still hugged her and whispered, "I don't know when, I will always lose my balance and worry about gains and losses because of you."

"Qianqian, I really want to protect you. But I don't know what kind of protection is the best protection for you."

"I'm indifferent to you and want to push you away because I'm afraid that I'll be distracted from my work, and I'm afraid that you'll do something stupid because you're worried about me."

"But who knows, the more I try to push you away, the more confused my thoughts will be and the less I know what to do."

"I just realized how much I care about you."

Listening to his heartfelt words, Xia Qianqian's heart suddenly ached.

The person in front of me is only in his early twenties, but he has experienced the early death of his parents and the tragic death of his brother.

He single-handedly helped his nephew sit on the throne and has been assisting him. Unfortunately, judging from the radioactive Long Xiangyu, the situation in the DPRK must be alarming at every step, and someone secretly wants him dead.

His fate was ill-fated, and he was surrounded by people who fawned over, coveted, and hated him.

Therefore, behind his calmness is cold blood.

Under his cold mask, he has lost the ability to love.

It’s not that I don’t love you, it’s that I’m afraid of being betrayed.

That's why he was so capricious and changeable in mood towards her.

After understanding the truth of the matter, Xia Qianqian was relieved.

She put her hand on the side of his face, caressed and comforted him: "You wouldn't be like this on weekdays, why are you doing this today..."

The green tent carriage was speeding by on the road, and Xiao Yong was sitting on the shaft as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, you have to calm down and don't explain things clearly."

In the car, Ji Zimo pondered for a while and said: "In three days, I will attack Fanshan in one fell swoop."

"Oh!" She was not surprised and agreed in a low voice.

Ji Zimo looked stunned and couldn't help but let go of her, "How did you know?"

Xia Qianqian sat down on the small stool on one side and said quietly: "This will happen sooner or later."

"Mo Yu, you want to attack Fanshan, and I also want to find my father. We are mutually beneficial, so I have provided you with the design of the hang glider to help you."

"It has been more than half a month since the hang glider was successfully built. The time is ripe, so naturally the most important thing is to attack Fanshan."

Ji Zimo originally thought that if he kept it from her, she wouldn't know.

Who knows, she has a delicate heart with seven orifices, how can she hide it.

"Yes!"

He admitted, "This is a serious matter, and I originally wanted to hide it from you."

Xia Qianqian took a deep breath and looked up at him, "Am I... not worthy of your trust?"

He was silent and his voice was low, "I always believe in you, but..."

He looked at her with a pair of black eyes and a complicated expression, "Qianqian, you have too many secrets."

What he said is all true.

She comes from modern times, and she has too many secrets that she cannot tell others.

"Everyone has their own secrets. Even the closest people should allow each other to hide secrets that they don't want to mention."

"Cuttlefish, I can't tell you the truth about some things. But I can tell you..."

"My desire to help you and my good intentions towards you are all sincere."

There was a moment of silence in the carriage, except for the sound of wheels rushing past and crushing on the ground.

The water on the small table is boiling, the steam is steaming, and the fragrance of tea is lingering.

He finally moved.

He poured the tea with his own hands, handed it to her, and said solemnly: "Qianqian, I don't care about your past, but I want to participate in your future wholeheartedly, and I can't tolerate your concealment. Is it possible for you to do it?"

This person is domineering after all.

Regardless of the past, this is the limit of what he can tolerate her.

Xia Qianqian took the tea cup and smiled, "I...promise you."

The two had an awkward moment, and now they talked about it. After the depression in their hearts was dispelled, they became closer to each other.

The rest of the way, the two drank tea and ate pastries.

After a while, Zhuxian Academy arrived.

Xia Qianqian jumped out of the carriage and waved to him happily. Halfway there, she turned back, walked to the carriage, lifted the curtain, and warned: "Don't worry, I will give you a big gift no later than the day after tomorrow."

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After finishing her words, she skipped away.

Xia Yong looked puzzled and said seriously: "Your Highness, what is the gift she is talking about?"

Ji Zimo was silent.
Chapter completed!