After she finished speaking, she still looked at Song Chengxuan.
Song Chengxuan did not move, as if he had been waiting with bated breath from the moment she spoke the first word.
"The engagement is still there."
The sound is soft and very crisp and pleasant.
His eyes were still deep, but slightly dazed, and all his expressions and thoughts were frozen at this moment.
Time still flows.
But he stood there frozen, unable to move.
Xu Qinghuan had never seen Song Chengxuan with such an expression. It was very different from her usual calm and self-possessed look. Maybe he didn't expect her to say such a thing, or maybe he thought of her appearance when she was drunk that day. For some reason, he looked at her at this moment.
I felt a little panicked and embarrassed.
She couldn't help but think of him raising his hand in the rain in Beijing, and his warm fingers fell on her face, seemingly calm, but mixed with a bit of abnormal emotions.
Her originally calm heart became nervous due to his influence.
Until there was a slight noise on the window lattice, Song Chengxuan suddenly stood up and rushed to the window quickly, as if he had caught a person, and then with a strong wave, the figure flew out.
Xu Qinghuan was shocked by this momentary change.
The person flying out seems to be Yong Ye.
Yongye stood guard outside the door, and then he...
Song Chengxuan stood at the window, the majestic wind blowing on his robe, and the moonlight scattered on him like ripples. After a while, he slowly turned around and looked deeper, "What did you say just now? I understand."
His voice was slightly hoarse.
Xu Qinghuan nodded. After asking her father, she thought about it for a long time. After all, it was a life-long matter and she couldn't make a decision easily. But there were some things that she couldn't care about the pros and cons. If she only thought about her own interests, she and Li Xu's father had
What difference does it make?
Thinking carefully about it, compared to them, it was even more difficult for Song Chengxuan to mention this marriage.
They owe the Wei Palace a lot, how can they be unjust villains again.
"I can't guarantee anything else," Xu Qinghuan said, "If I marry you, I will wholeheartedly plan for you, advance and retreat with you, and be linked to life and death from now on. Unless you don't need it...then that's a different matter."
He was silent again in front of the window.
Xu Qinghuan was a little unsure at first. Maybe she took his drunken words as truth and misunderstood his meaning.
"Okay." It took him a long time before he spoke.
She raised her face slightly under the lamp. After hearing his answer, her eyelashes closed slightly, and then she nodded, "Then I'll wait for you."
The room became quiet again. Xu Qinghuan stood up and prepared to leave. She had finished what she came here to do and said what she needed to say clearly. A big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.
Maybe she will have trouble sleeping after going back, but for her, making a decision is the most difficult step, and she is not afraid of where this road will lead or how difficult it will be.
Xu Qinghuan bowed to Song Chengxuan again, turned around and walked towards the door. Just as he was about to leave the house, he heard a burst of footsteps, and then a hand stretched out and landed on her waist, and then her whole body was
into a warm embrace.
This hug is a little strange, but also a little familiar.
Different from the previous times when he rescued her, this time Song Chengxuan used a little more strength and hugged her tightly, stubbornly and a little domineering. Then he lowered his head and his hot breath fell on her ear.
The temperature that did not belong to her made her whole body tremble.
"Do you like me?" he asked suddenly in a low voice.
This time, she remained silent. After a while, she said, "I believe Mr. Song." This was her most honest answer.
He did not continue to follow this question, but simply said, "Master Zhang is still staying with you."
Xu Qinghuan nodded.
His arms still didn't let go, and they stood there quietly, the sound of each other's heartbeats reaching their ears.
Xu Qinghuan felt as if she was in a dream. Song Hou, who had been tit-for-tat in her previous life, was now going to become her husband, and she came here tonight to personally promise her marriage.
If I hadn't experienced it myself, how could I believe that there would be such a big change from the previous life.
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Yong Ye pushed open the courtyard door and sat on the threshold. He didn't know why he felt sad at this moment. He was also carrying a bird cage in his hand, which was filled with chirping sparrows.
He finally caught the bird in this cage and wanted to eavesdrop on what was going on inside so that he could find an opportunity to deliver the bird to the young master so that the young master could use it to make Miss Xu happy. No matter what, he could not lose to
As for Wang Yuchen, even if he can't find a better bird, he can't be inferior in terms of momentum.
Who would have thought that eavesdropping is something you can't get involved with, otherwise it will be out of control.
He had just listened to the beginning and was about to explore the end when he was caught on the spot by the young master.
It's over, this time he is completely cold.
Yong Ye thought of this and stood up staggeringly, only to find a figure running towards this side quickly. Upon closer inspection, it was Xu Qing'an, the eldest son of the Anyihou Mansion.
Xu Qing'an was dripping with sweat from running, with a smile on his face. When he saw Yong Ye, he reached out to hug Yong Ye's shoulders.
Yong Ye dodged and said, "Master Shizi...where are you coming from this time?"
Xu Qing'an was so proud that Wang Er actually came to talk to him. How could he take advantage of Wang Er? So he took Wang Er around the city and took it to exercise his muscles and bones. He would not give up even if he died.
After leaking some information about my sister, I finally got a little tired from running around. Thinking that Master Song’s yard was here, I came to try my luck and get a cup of tea.
After thinking about this, Xu Qingan's eyes fell on the carriage in front of Song's house.
"Hey," Xu Qing'an was a little surprised, "Why does this car look familiar?"
Yong Ye's heart trembled, and he felt a little guilty about being a thief. "The carriages are not all the same."
"No," Xu Qing'an blinked, "This looks a bit like my sister's car...don't you think..."
"No...no..." Yong Ye waved his hand.
"You actually stole the car." Xu Qing'an strode over to check, opened the curtain and found familiar furnishings. Yes, these were their cars and horses.
"Your Majesty."
The slave who followed the carriage timidly saluted.
Not only did he steal his car, he also stole his slaves.
Xu Qing'an was filled with anger and was about to argue with Yong Ye when he found the door of the Song family opened, and then Feng Chu walked out with a lantern, followed by Xu Qinghuan.
Xu Qingan's eyes widened. Didn't my sister say that she was tired today and needed to rest early? How could she be here, in the middle of the night...
Thinking of this, Xu Qing'an walked over quickly and was about to reach out to lift his sister behind his back, but he found Song Chengxuan beside his sister.
"Why would you..." Xu Qing'an felt tongue-tied and speechless.