From this moment, Xin'er understood that Muchuan was waiting on purpose! He must have known that she would call him, that's why he walked away so gracefully.
Thinking about it, Xin'er felt angry. It was clear that Muchuan was about to go away, but he was playing such a trick.
Muchuan had already arrived in front of Xin'er, bent down and looked at her lovely face: "My lovely sister Xin'er, what's wrong with you?
It’s not cute anymore with a pouty face.”
"Hmph! Brother, are you waiting for me to call you on purpose?
Brother, you are such a bad guy!"
"Otherwise?
If I call you, will you pay attention to me?"
It's not that Muchuan has never looked for Xin'er. He went to look for her several times, but every time he looked for her, she just shut up and disappeared.
In this case, what would happen even if Muchuan wanted to talk?
Fortunately, everything went as he had guessed. As long as he left in a hurry, he would definitely be able to lure Xin'er out.
Now looking at her watery eyes, Muchuan continued: "Xin'er... so can you not be angry?"
"Brother, do you know why I am angry?"
"Already know."
Muchuan is indeed a slow person emotionally. He can see other people's feelings clearly, but he will be confused when it happens to him.
He had been confused before, why was Xin'er so angry?
Later, after hearing Mingzhu and Sophia explain it to him, he finally understood.
Xin'er felt that she was not taken seriously by Muchuan. It was clear that the two had been together for such a long time and had the same feelings for each other, but until now Muchuan was unwilling to make a promise to her, and he didn't even show any behavior.
As a girl, Xin'er naturally felt unhappy, and even felt that she had paid by mistake.
In fact, Muchuan certainly didn't mean it. As a modern person, he is far more open-minded about emotions than ancient people. He confesses when he likes her, and then openly holds hands and falls in love.
However, it was precisely because of modern people that Muchuan knew that his concept of feelings was different from that of ancient people.
There was no such thing as "free love" in ancient times. If two people have physical contact, even just holding hands, it is enough to mean that the two will stay together forever.
It was precisely because he knew that there was no such thing as "love" in ancient times that Muchuan became cautious. He really had a crush on this cute little sister. He always felt happy when he was with her, and his life was no longer monotonous.
He clearly realizes that this is love.
However, love has a shelf life. How long is the shelf life between him and her?
Muchuan was afraid that his feelings for Xin'er were just hormonal stimulation and not true love. What would he do if he became indifferent to her after the expiration date?
For this reason, he seemed cautious. If he was not sure that he truly loved her, and if they could not be mutually supportive, he would not be willing to make a promise or even get married.
At this time, Muchuan looked at Xin'er resolutely and said in a clear voice: "Xin'er, do you still remember the 'free love' I told you before?"
"I know...it's something that happened in Brother Muchuan's hometown. It refers to the period of time when men and women get together when they get married."
"Yes, you can fall in love with us. If it is not suitable, you will separate. If it is suitable, you will get married.
But you and I can’t achieve ‘free love’, so sometimes I can’t return your feelings.”
When Muchuan spoke, he couldn't help but lower his voice, emphasizing that just because he didn't reply to her feelings didn't mean he didn't care about her, nor did it mean he didn't like her! On the contrary, it was precisely because he cared too much that he needed to be cautious about this.
A relationship!
"Xin'er, believe me."
"Brother Muchuan..." Xin'er's lowered nod suddenly raised, her eyes sparkling like stars, and then she said with a sweet smile, "I understand, I believe brother! Let's have a good chat after brother comes back from the border.
ok?
Maybe... maybe I can accept what my brother calls 'free love'."
"Xin'er, thank you."
Muchuan said handsomely.
The man is about to go on an expedition. If it were in a modern film and television drama, the man should kiss the woman on the forehead.
Muchuan also wanted to do this, but he couldn't directly kiss Xiner's forehead in front of everyone.
Fortunately, Muchuan suddenly remembered something, so he searched his inner sleeve pockets and found something.
"Xin'er, this is for you."
Muchuan took out a Hetian jade and sent it over.
The jade is carved with dragon and phoenix shapes, and is inlaid with azalea flowers on the edge. It is about four centimeters in size, crystal clear and the whole body shows a green brilliance.
"The emperor gave this to me before. We may not see each other for a few days this time...so I want to give you this thing. If you miss me, take it out and have a look."
"Brother Muchuan, thank you."
Xin'er accepted the jade and smiled sweetly. Her smile was as bright as the winter sunshine and heart-warming.
Seeing Xin'er's smile like this, Muchuan knew that everything he did was meaningful.
At the same time, one mile to the right of the imperial palace in Chang'an City, here is the official residence of Shangshu Province.
The Hubu Palace is tall and majestic, and a group of officials are walking back and forth in the palace, all working on taxation and land matters.
There are stacks of documents piled up in front of the square table in the palace. A slender man is sitting on the chair and is very busy. This man is Mo Zhu.
There are four square tables on the left and right sides of Mozhu. There are various documents piled on the tables. In front of the tables are a group of officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs.
At this time, everyone was busy dealing with the recent work of land reclamation, national bond issuance, and tax collection. The pile of work made every official exhausted, and some even stayed awake for two days and two nights.
At this moment, a voice came slowly.
"Oh, everyone is busy! It's really spectacular. It's like a war every time I come here."
A man wearing a flowing cloud robe walked in from outside the main hall of Hubu, with a feather crown in his hair and a graceful demeanor. This man was Ouyang Bufan!
Seeing Ouyang Bufan come in caused a stir in the entire household hall.
The civil servants from the Ministry of Revenue rushed forward, dragging Ouyang Bufan with them, making loud noises.
"It's Mr. Ouyang. Mr. Ouyang, you are finally here. Please help us. We have been working for two days in a row! If we don't rest, we will die!"
"My lord, where have you been? You should also stay and help. The work has become too much! I can't handle the land tax account alone."
“There is also the use of national debt, how to register this?
We can’t understand the account listed by you and Lord Muchuan at all!”
The civil servants in the Ministry of Household Affairs were crying and howling, their voices were pitiful, and they were like ghosts coming out of hell.
