The chest of this Chinese tunic has a single buckle instead of a belt. It was cut by the embroiderer to the exact size. After Song Chengxuan put it on, the buckle and the buckle were a little far apart, and it was really impossible to buckle it.
Song Chengxuan looks very thin on weekdays, with no extra fat on his body. I didn't expect that it was actually an illusion.
Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but look at his chest as she thought about it.
"There are still frenulums under the armpits." She immediately lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling twice like a small fan, "I'll tie the laces first."
"There is also a frenulum," Song Chengxuan's voice was deeper than usual, but it sounded very indifferent, "I forgot."
It would be weird to believe him.
Xu Qinghuan cursed in his heart, lowered his head and found two straps.
The strap is better, although it is farther away, but you can pull it, at least it can be tied, and although it won't look very good, it can always be covered up.
Xu Qinghuan suddenly missed Mr. Song's tight collar and indifferent and restrained appearance. At that time, they could at least sit opposite each other and have a good conversation.
Now she felt a little dizzy, her mind was blank, she didn't know what she was doing, the room was hot and stuffy, she wanted to go drink a glass of water immediately and get some fresh air.
Xu Qinghuan compared it and slowly pulled it, but unexpectedly the strength in her hand suddenly became lighter, and the belt she held in her hand hung down softly and fell on the back of her hand.
Xu Qinghuan looked at it in disbelief. His belt was broken, and now he was really in trouble.
Song Chengxuan frowned and looked down. His eyes stayed on her for a moment, and his voice was calm and obedient: "Qing Huan, you tore my clothes."
The fabric was of good quality, and the embroiderer's stitches were dense, so how could it be damaged so easily? He must have tampered with it before.
But the scene in front of her was enough to make her embarrassed. She turned around and wanted to leave. Before she could take a step forward, she felt a heat on her back. Someone had already come over to her, and a pair of arms hugged her waist firmly.
His clothes were slightly open, and there was only her layer of clothes between them.
With the scalding temperature, she seemed to be melting away little by little, and finally melted into the fiery heat. He lowered his head and pressed his chin against her cheek.
"Qing Huan, what should I do if I can't find the pill?"
Song Chengxuan's voice came.
Xu Qinghuan had already prepared in his heart. When he saw him like this today, he knew that the outcome would not be good. He asked him to come in and change clothes because he wanted to comfort him.
She gently placed her hand on the back of his hand, patting and comforting him gently: "It's okay, it's really okay. I'm fine now, not like poor Queen Yu." It's not like she was in her previous life.
"That's enough. Mr. Song won't mind it either. I will accompany you as far as you can go."
Originally he just wanted to tease her, but he didn't expect her to say such a sentence, which suddenly hit his heart. An unspeakable sour feeling filled his heart. Song Chengxuan suddenly didn't know what to say.
Feeling his sudden silence, Xu Qinghuan turned around in his arms, then held his face with both hands, raised her head, stood on tiptoes, and kissed his cheek.
He seemed to have lost his footing and took a step back, bumping into the desk behind him.
Xu Qinghuan looked at Song Chengxuan, his eyes were full of understanding, and his gaze was like a drop of ink, slowly fainting, making him look a little fragile: "Thank you, Mr. Song."
It took Song Chengxuan a while to come back to his senses, his slightly distracted eyes reunited, and his Adam's apple rolled: "Would you be happier if I said you found the pill?"
Found the pill?
Xu Qinghuan was startled.
Then why did he do what he did tonight?
Xu Qinghuan's face suddenly darkened, and she gave Song Chengxuan a hard push. How could she have forgotten that Song Hou was quick-thinking and had always been a scheming master. She had suffered losses at his hands several times, and this time she accidentally fell into his trap again.
in the trap.
"It's getting late, Master Song, it's time to go back."
As soon as Xu Qinghuan finished speaking, Song Chengxuan stood up in a hurry and accidentally knocked off the ruler on the table.
The ebony wood ruler hit his instep firmly.
Mr. Song was not wearing shoes now. He suddenly frowned after being hit by such a blow.
pain.
Xu Qinghuan wanted to shout for him in her heart.
As expected, Song Chengxuan took a deep breath, although his expression remained calm, as if nothing had happened.
She didn't feel distressed at all, who told him to deliberately lie to her.
Feeling that Song Chengxuan was looking over, Xu Qinghuan immediately raised his eyebrows and glared at him. If he had said that he had found the pill, none of what happened just now would have happened.
Song Chengxuan frowned slightly, except for the flirty clothes on his body, he became serious again: "I don't want to hide it from you, but I haven't had time to say it yet. Although I got the pill, I don't know if you took it back then.
That one.”
Seeing that she ignored him, Song Chengxuan walked a few steps to the soft cave and sat down: "Is there any water?"
"No," Xu Qinghuan said, "Last time Master Song refused to let me drink tea, all the tea leaves in my house were taken away."
"White water is fine too."
"there is none left."
He looked at the tea basket and snacks on the table.
In fact, he could reach out and get it, but he refused to move, as if he would rather die of thirst than wait for her to serve.
There are still so many problems.
Xu Qinghuan thought in her mind, so she might as well bring a glass of water over to her.
"After drinking the water, Mr. Song, please go back. If you have any questions, we can talk about it tomorrow."
The water glass was placed on the table, and she was about to leave as if to avoid a scourge.
Song Chengxuan drank up the water and then raised his head: "Zhenzhen Zhang's junior brother is good at alchemy. He will come to Anyihou Mansion tomorrow."
Xu Qinghuan nodded.
"It's time for me to go to the Yamen," Song Chengxuan said. "The Zhang family's case has not been completed yet. Although Zhang Yuci's house has been sealed by the court, the items in it have not been inventoried. If I don't go, probably no officials will dare to take action."
After Zhang Yuci fell, the Empress Dowager must be resentful. Whoever touched the Zhang family today will be remembered by the Empress Dowager and she will find an opportunity to take revenge.
Everyone was afraid of the Queen Mother, so naturally no one would take the lead.
Song Chengxuan will stay up again tonight to finalize the case before tomorrow morning.
Xu Qinghuan wanted to keep a sullen face, but thinking that Song Chengxuan was so busy probably because of her, she could only put aside her grudges with him temporarily: "Have you eaten yet?"
Song Chengxuan shook his head: "There will be food left in the Yamen."
Most of the adults in the capital had families. Who would eat together in the yamen? Even if they had some, it would probably be scraps. But if he sneaked into the house like this, she couldn't ask the cook to do it.
Xu Qinghuan brought the snacks on the table over: "Take a bite first, and I will have some food delivered to you early tomorrow morning."
Song Chengxuan nodded obediently: "Okay."
While she was getting snacks, he held her hand again.
Xu Qinghuan's face sank: "One thing after another, the matter just now is not over."
But in fact, when it was time to send him away, she was pulled into his arms and held in his arms for a while, so that she could no longer be angry.
Finally the person was sent away.
Xu Qinghuan turned around and returned to the house.
Yin Gui had already made the bed. She lay on the bed and touched her cheek. The heat on her cheek still did not fade away, and there was still a trace of joy in her heart.