The two of them were very close to each other, and the breath of Xiao Ci's words hit Song Qinghuan's face, making her heart tremble with numbness.
"You, you are too sentimental." Song Qinghuan pushed him uncomfortably, but when he couldn't push him, she bent down, got out from under his arms, took a deep breath and said, "You are so frivolous. It's time to change your temper. If not, which girl will be willing to marry you."
On the day of Shangsi Festival, when she heard the girl talking about Miss Yu's marriage to Xiao Ci, she felt disdainful, and her tone even contained dissatisfaction with Xiao Ci.
Xiao Ci didn't know the reason for this, but Song Qinghuan's words had another meaning in his ears. He laughed: "Not just any girl can catch my eye."
Song Qinghuan asked without thinking, "The girl from the Yu family caught your eye?"
As soon as she said the words, she regretted it. It was none of his business whether the girl from the Yu family could catch his eye.
He was also afraid that Xiao Ci would misunderstand, so he quickly added: "The girl can fall in your eyes, but you may not be able to fall in their eyes..."
The more he said this, the more something seemed wrong. Song Qinghuan was confused and simply closed his mouth and lowered his head without speaking.
But Xiao Ci's mood became even better, and the smile at the corners of his eyes and brows could not be hidden.
He said: "I, the king, are all aware of this."
After saying this, his eyes fell on Song Qinghuan again, and he felt that she was covered in dust and her face was as dirty as a tabby cat, and she was also extremely cute.
Neither of them spoke, and there was silence in the forest, with only a few birds chirping occasionally.
The two of them were three feet away from each other. One had his eyes lowered and the other had a magnanimous expression, which seemed interesting for a moment.
Not long after, the silence was broken by the sound of horse hooves outside the forest.
Song Qinghuan came to his senses and looked up to see Song Youyu, wearing a soldier's armor, riding towards him on horseback.
When he got close, he turned over and dismounted, looked at Song Qinghuan calmly, and called out: "Sister."
Xiao Ci saw that the two siblings had something to say, so he turned around and walked outside the forest.
Seeing him walking away, Song Qinghuan slapped Song Youyu: "In the past, when I hoped that you could support this family, you raised yourself to be a useless person. Now that I don't count on you anymore, you have become more and more capable. "
Song Youyu didn't dodge. How strong could Song Qinghuan be? Even through the thick armor, her hands would still hurt.
Seeing that he was silent, Song Qinghuan asked again: "Where is that battlefield? People kill people without blinking an eye, and they may lose their lives there at any time..."
Before her voice fell, Song Youyu interrupted: "My grandfather and several uncles all fought hard on the battlefield."
He added: "In the past, when I didn't make progress, you all forced me to make progress. Now that I am making progress and you are worried, what should I do?"
For a moment, Song Qinghuan was speechless.
Seeing that she had nothing to say, Song Youyu calmed down and said, "Sister, please let me go. I don't like studying, and I will definitely fail to study for fame. But I am full of passion and want to go out and have a try." "
"I know that I am the only one in the family. From now on, I will be my father and mother, my elder sister and my younger sister's supporter. I am responsible for your future, and I will not let anything happen to me."
"You..." Song Qinghuan only felt that his throat was so stiff that it hurt. When the child was ignorant, he was so angry that he jumped with anger, but when he became sensible, it made him feel distressed and uncomfortable.
...
Xiao Ci's hands were stretched out, and he raised his head and looked at the blue sky through the shade of the trees. He turned around several times and saw that the siblings kept talking, as if they wanted to persuade each other, but they couldn't.
Seeing that it was almost time, he coughed twice from a distance: "Are you done? It's almost time."
Song Youyu had a determined look on his face and cupped his hands towards Song Qinghuan: "Sister, my brother can't send you off to get married. Please take care of me."
Song Qinghuan turned around and waved his hand angrily: "If you want to leave, just leave. It will be annoying if you see him."
As he said this, he jumped onto his horse without even looking at Song Youyu. He then rode out of the forest and headed back to the city.
Song Youyu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it alive.
Just watching Song Qinghuan's leaving figure, he also got on his horse and caught up with the army.
After Song Youyu had gone far away, Song Qinghuan leaned out from the forest again and looked at the young man's straight back, as if he had grown up overnight. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or worried.
Xiao Ci crossed his arms and leaned against the tree stump. Seeing Song Qinghuan like this, he reached out and picked up a branch and played with it.
"Every teenage child is not full of enthusiasm. If he likes to be adventurous, just let him go and have an adventure. Why keep him in a cage like a canary."
Song Qinghuan failed to persuade Song Youyu, but was persuaded by him. He was in a bad mood and glared at Xiao Ci when he heard this.
"Aren't you a canary too?"
Xiao Ci smiled: "So, I was also raised to waste."
Song Qinghuan opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say and was speechless.
It wasn't until Song Youyu's figure completely disappeared that Xiao Ci turned over and sat on the back seat of Song Qinghuan. Without waiting for her to react, he pulled the reins with both hands and said, "I'll take you back."
There are always people coming and going on the official road. Xiao Ci, a man riding a horse with a girl, it is not good for others to see him.
Song Qinghuan thought that she and the Wei family were about to get engaged. She didn't want to make any mistakes, so she opened her mouth to refuse, and a thick cloak covered her from head to toe.
Drown those words of rejection in the wind.
Song Qinghuan blinked her eyes and said with a strange expression that Fang was being driven by Xiao Ci, "There seems to be something wrong."
Xiao Ci said seriously: "There is something wrong."
After a while, Song Qinghuan put her head on Xiao Ci's chest, put her hands around his waist, and coughed softly: "Uncle Jiu, I feel like this is even more wrong."
Xiao Ci said without changing his expression: "There's nothing wrong. Sister Tong hugs me like this on weekdays."
After saying that, he tightened her hands around his waist and threatened: "Hold tighter, Master Ma won't care about him after a while."
Song Qinghuan...
The horse gradually headed towards Kyoto City at a pace that was neither slow nor fast.
Xiao Ci held the beauty in his arms, but the smile on his lips never faded.
But Song Qinghuan had already fallen asleep in his arms.
Still a mile away from the city gate, Xiao Ci drove his horse into the dense forest, waiting for Song Qinghuan to wake up.
Song Qinghuan felt that the horse was not leaving, so he raised his head hazily and stole his cloak to meet Xiao Ci's eyes.
"Why don't you leave?"
Xiao Ci said: "This place is not far from the city gate. I can't send you in anymore."
Song Qinghuan understood and suddenly woke up from his drowsiness.
Xiao Ci opened his cloak, and Song Qinghuan couldn't adapt to the light and plunged into his arms again.
"Wait a minute, I'll take it slow..."
Xiao Ci smiled, rubbed the top of her hair, and asked her, "Did you receive the things I asked people to give you?"
"Hmm." Song Qinghuan put her head against Xiao Ci's chest, closed her eyes and asked him again, "What's the use of giving me that thing?"
She lowered her voice and muttered: "You can't change money either."
Xiao Ci laughed, moved his warm palm from her head to her slim waist, and said in a soft and slow voice: "I will tell you what use it can be when I come back.
