After making a decision in her heart, Sikong Qingying became calmer and spent the whole morning reading in Yin Zili's study.
The more she looked at it, the more she admired Yin Zili.
Yin Zili is really a genius, and her comments and annotations in the book are very subtle, often full of fantastic ideas that are different from people in this world, and different from everyone she comes into contact with in this era.
Moreover, in addition to such talent, he also has such an outstanding appearance.
If Yin Zili had not been ill, if she had not married Yuchi Weiran, she might not have fallen in love with such a man.
Even...if Yin Zili was still alive and she married like this, she didn't know if she would change her mind.
It's a pity that the talented young man with great knowledge is already dead.
"Young lady, it's lunch time. Let's go as early as possible to avoid the general's anger."
Although Sikong Qingying didn't get along with General Yin Ziheng Yin much, she knew that General Yin was a person with a bad temper, and it happened that she was absent in the morning. If she was a few minutes late at noon, he might really get angry.
So after listening to Xiao Ling's words, Sikong Qingying immediately closed the book, stood up and straightened her clothes: "Let's go."
The general's mansion is large, but very empty, and there are very few servants.
Walking in the yard, everything looked deserted.
This is completely incomparable to the Yuchi family's numerous servants and clouds of beautiful maids.
The General's Mansion obviously has no shortage of money, so how come it doesn't recruit people? Sikong Qingying never thought of it. The reason is that General Yin Zi Heng Yin doesn't like too many outsiders in his family. Maybe he has been a general for a long time, and his sense of territoriality is very important.
Much stronger than others.
Yin Ziheng is a general who is used to being a general. Apart from his bad temper and lack of compassion, he actually has many advantages, such as punctuality.
When Sikong Qingying arrived in the hall, he was already there. When he saw Sikong Qingying, he glanced at it lightly and said: "It's still teachable. If I ask this general to send someone to call you, you can also enjoy this meal."
No need to eat."
Sikong Qingying lowered her eyes, pretending not to hear, and saluted him: "I've seen you, brother."
In terms of seniority, he is her husband's eldest brother, so he is also hers.
This surprised Yin Ziheng. He didn't expect Sikong Qingying to be so polite. He looked up at Sikong Qingying and found that the figure of the woman in front of him was unusually slender, especially her waist.
He could hold it completely by circling it with both hands, and it seemed like he could break it with just a little force.
His eyes moved up to see how thin his waist was, and there was no lack of flesh where there should be flesh. His cheeks were slightly red, but because of his darker skin color, no one noticed. In the end, his eyes stayed on her lowered head.
And on the scattered black hair and the white skin exposed in the gap,
He coughed lightly and frowned as if to hide it: "Get up, you are too thin. Eat more later."
"Thank you for your concern, brother."
Her body was born with a small appetite, and she would vomit if she ate too much. She also ate little when she was at Yuchi's house, and would often feel hungry for a while. However, after Yuchi Weiran knew about this, he kept letting her stay close to him.
The maid prepared snacks for her at all times.
Yuchi Weiran... Thinking of this name always arouses thousands of thoughts in her, making her unable to help but sigh quietly.
"Why are you sighing? But why are you dissatisfied with the General's Mansion?"
This person really cares a lot!
Isn't it okay for her to just keep the rules for Yin Zili? It's enough for him to care about her eating, and now he wants to care about her thoughts?
Sikong Qingying pursed her lips, raised her beautiful eyes and looked directly at Yin Ziheng, but shook her head and did not answer his question.
Yin Ziheng had been in contact with rough guys in the military camp in the past. When had he ever gotten along with a woman? Let alone such a delicate and delicate beauty. He only saw it once or twice and didn't feel it. The more he saw it, the more he would feel it.
I feel that even delicate beauties have some troubles.