That day, Leng Changxi wandered alone in the mountains for a whole day, and did not return to the house until evening. As expected, she did not see the man again. She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, thinking that in the morning, she had been stolen by that man in the house.
The feeling of the kiss made me blush immediately.
For someone as heartless as her, this matter should have just gone away, but for some reason, the man's face always lingered in her mind. Every time she thought about it, she felt like gnashing her teeth.
impulse.
"Little Bao'er? What's the matter? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Zhao Yuan looked at her somewhat absent-minded look, frowned slightly, and asked with concern.
Hearing the sound, Leng Changxi hurriedly came back to her senses, feeling a little regretful in her heart. Why was she so lost in thought about other men in front of Zhao Yuan?
It had been a few days since Zhao Yuan returned from his business tour with Leng Zhanchen. Since he had been busy before, he rarely saw Leng Changxi. Today he finally got some free time, so he took her into the city to play. Who would have thought that this
The little thing was distracted all the way, sometimes frowning, sometimes sighing, sometimes angry, but his thoughts didn't seem to fall on him.
After all, the child was raised by himself, so he could still tell that he was troubled. It seemed that something must have happened in the past few days, but Leng Changxi chose to hide it from him. Suddenly, Zhao Yuan felt deep in his heart
It was as if sand had fallen.
"No, no! I'm fine." To prove that she really had nothing, Leng Changxi showed him a bright smile.
It was rare for Zhao Yuan to take her to the city to play. According to modern terms, it was a date for the two of them. How could he think of a disciple who didn't even know his name in his mind? Thinking of this, Leng Changxi immediately thought
I feel a little ashamed of Zhao Yuan.
"It's okay if not." Zhao Yuan raised his hand, rubbed the top of her head gently, and then suppressed the haze that rose in his heart.
"Brother Yuan, you spent more time with me this time than before!" In order to cover up, Leng Changxi changed the subject.
Zhao Yuan noticed it, but stopped asking. He just raised the corners of his lips gently and said, "There are too many things and some delays. Do you miss me?"
"Well, I've thought about it!" Facing Zhao Yuan, Leng Changxi never hesitated to express her longing for him.
Hearing this, Zhao Yuan smiled warmly: "Little Bao'er, you are already sixteen years old this year! You are ready to get married!"
Zhao Yuan's sudden words made Leng Changxi's heart beat faster and her face turn red: Why is this person so reserved about his proposal?
Leng Changxi, who didn't know how to answer the question for a moment, lowered her head and rubbed the corners of her clothes with her fingers helplessly. It was only then that she could see a bit of her daughter's coquettishness on her face, which made Zhao Yuan
My heart was itching, and I couldn't help but tease her: "I wonder if Uncle Leng has found a good family for Little Bao'er? Does Little Bao'er have anyone he likes? Do you want me to introduce you to some gentlemen?"
Every time Zhao Yuan said something, Leng Changxi's face became a little uglier. The last one was not happy, she stepped on Zhao Yuan's foot hard and gouged him out.
Seeing that Leng Changxi was really angry, Zhao Yuan was unwilling to tease her any more, so he quickly changed his words: "Little Bao'er, I have to go back to the palace next month."
When Leng Changxi heard this, her heart thumped, and a bad premonition arose in her heart: "Why do you want to go back to the palace?"
"Father has decided to move the capital to Lin'an in two months. This is a big deal. I must go back." Zhao Yuan's expression was serious, and Leng Changxi could feel that his return this time was not just for the purpose of moving the capital.
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"After moving the capital, will you come back?" Suppressing the uneasiness in her heart, Leng Changxi looked up at his handsome and mature face, innocently just wanting a promise.
Many times, promises are like a wisp of wind, blowing away and leaving, but there are still many people who keep these promises to comfort themselves.
"I will definitely come back. When I go back this time, I will ask my father for a decree and promise you to me. As soon as I come back, we will get married."
Zhao Yuan raised her chin and caressed her face, his eyes full of tenderness and sweetness.
"Will you really come back and marry me?" For some reason, when Zhao Yuan told her the news, Leng Changxi didn't have any excitement or expectation in her heart. Instead, she was filled with worries. It seemed that Zhao Yuan had entered the palace.
Her leisurely life of more than ten years has come to an end.
"Little Bao'er, I pampered you when you grow up, and I will pamper you as you grow older! Wait for me to come back! Be my bride!" Zhao Yuan understood the worries in her heart, and after sighing silently, she held her in his arms,
He rested his chin on the top of her head, gently smelling the fragrance of her hair.
Zhao Yuan's solemn assurance made Leng Changxi relax a little, but the ominous premonition lingering in her heart could not be dissipated.