He was indeed unwilling to say these words, but he also meant them sincerely: "After all, I feel sorry for you first, but I can't ask you to wait again and again."
Song Qinghuan wanted to say no, but looking at Wei Yutang's expression, he thought about it and said, "Okay, I understand."
When Wei Yutang received such a response, his emotions were complicated. He curled his lips and smiled, but didn't say much.
It was already getting late when Yipinju closed, but now that I had a dinner with Wei Yutang, it got even darker.
On the street, the soldiers from the Wucheng Military and Horse Department were already patrolling at night, and it was hard to go back, so the two settled down in Yipinju.
Song Qinghuan had her own room in the backyard of Yipinju. She was so tired after a long day that she washed herself up and fell asleep next to the pillow.
Wei Yutang slept in the private room at the front. He tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. In the end, he got up and played the piano.
The sound of the piano is melodious and melodious, and the meaning of the music also contains inexplicable emotions.
But he didn't wake up Song Qinghuan.
The next day, Texue went into the house early in the morning to help Song Qinghuan freshen up. Seeing that she slept very well last night, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Last night, Mr. Wei played the piano for half the night and expressed his love for him. I didn't expect that the girl was so good."
sleep."
Song Qinghuan didn't know anything about this. He felt a little embarrassed when Texue said it. He chuckled and stopped talking.
Whether the noise woke her up or not was less important. Even if it woke her up, she still couldn't understand what was being played.
Although the old man of the Wei family has passed away, there are still things to deal with in the first seven and two weeks.
Wei Yutang couldn't stay in Kyoto too long. After seeing Song Qinghuan last night and hearing her words, most of the stones in his heart had fallen away.
Early in the morning, the two of them dined together in the private room, and he handed a box to Song Qinghuan.
He said: "I will go back to Lizhou soon. I gave this to you. I hope you can accept it."
Song Qinghuan glanced at him doubtfully, thought about it, put down the chopsticks, and opened the box, only to see a gold hairpin lying inside, which was different from the one Yang gave her that day.
Yang's one is a popular style for betrothals at the moment. Although it is heavy in weight, the style is quite satisfactory.
The piece that Wei Yutang handed over was in the style of a harp and a harp. Although it was not big, it was very delicately made, and the exquisite workmanship could be seen in every corner.
When Song Qinghuan saw this golden hairpin, he remembered that Ta Xue said that Wei Yutang played the piano for most of the night yesterday.
She couldn't help but blush slightly on her face, and after thinking for a while, she said again: "Auntie has already given me the gold hairpin, Third Brother Wei..."
"This, I asked someone to beat me, specially for you." Before Song Qinghuan could finish, Wei Yutang said, "If you like it, just accept it."
"If so, if you don't like it..."
Song Qinghuan was riding a tiger and couldn't get off. Yesterday she said she could wait for him. Today, it would be unreasonable if she didn't accept the golden hairpin he sent in private, but if she accepted it, she would feel something was wrong.
But seeing the nervous look on Wei Yutang's face, he finally accepted it: "I like it very much, Third Brother Wei is interested."
Wei Yutang rubbed his hands and felt relieved. The corners of his lips curled up nicely, and he said, "The house in Kyoto has been purchased a while ago. After a while, craftsmen will be invited to repair it."
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He chattered for a long time, until the sun rose high and the first grade residence was overcrowded, then he stopped.
He said reluctantly: "It's getting late, I have to go."
Seeing how miserable he looked yesterday, Song Qinghuan thought that he must have been traveling for several days and had not eaten well or slept well, so he quickly asked Taxue to bring him the dry food and water he had prepared early in the morning.
He handed it to him and said, "It's a long way to Lizhou. Brother Wei San, please be careful on the way and take care of yourself."
Wei Yutang didn't expect Song Qinghuan to be so considerate, so he nodded in agreement: "Don't worry, I will take good care of myself."
When he said this, he was so stupid that he didn't know what to say.
Song Qinghuan said: "There are many people outside, so I won't send you down. Let Texue take you out."
"Hey." Wei Yutang responded and gave Song Qinghuan a deep look before walking away with Texue.
As soon as he walked outside the door, his footsteps suddenly stopped again, and he hurriedly turned around and entered the house.
Song Qinghuan saw him leaving and coming back, and was about to ask questions.
Then I felt a heat on my face, and a dragonfly touched the water and flew away as soon as I touched it.
I couldn't help but feel a wave of heat burning from my feet to my head.
By the time she reacted, Wei Yutang was already blushing and ran downstairs quickly carrying the dry food and water Song Qinghuan had prepared for him.
Ta Xue caught up behind him, and he had already jumped on his horse. The tips of his ears were red, but he still pretended to be calm and said to Ta Xue, "Take good care of your girl."
He added: "If anything happens, you can send me a message."
After saying that, without waiting for the snow to fall, he grabbed the horse's belly and left.
Texue saw Wei Yutang off and couldn't help but laugh when he saw Song Qinghuan when he returned to Yipinju.
Although it was a bit immoral, I still saw everything I should have seen in that scene just now.
After Song Qinghuan blushed, she didn't take it seriously. She had some feelings for Wei Yutang, but she still had some feelings for Wei Yutang. However, the bud had just sprouted, so she asked Wei Yutang to snuff it out on his own.
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Wei Yutang was indeed a good person, with a good family background, good appearance, good character, and he was extremely gentle towards others, and he also had feelings for her.
But there's one thing wrong with it, it's too weak.
A weak person cannot bring her a sense of security. Small things are fine, but when big things happen, they become even more unreliable.
The reason why Song Qinghuan was still willing to enter into this marriage was probably because of the Wei family's family background.
The pen in the hands of a scholar is worth thousands of troops. As long as the Wei family does not fall, anyone who wants to touch the Song family will have to give the Wei family face.
Although he only scored three points, it was better than not scoring any points.
When Princess Rouzhen came to Song Qinghuan's place again to eat and drink, she also talked about her marriage with the Wei family: "You are very patient. The Wei family has been observing filial piety for three years, and it has been three years."
, how old are you? If you still wait, aren't you afraid that what you are waiting for is that he will fall in love with you?"
Song Qinghuan said while making the fragrance, "You sound like you are very young."
Princess Rouzhen was startled, her face darkened, and she lost her appetite to eat. She threw the remaining half piece on the glazed plate.
He crossed his legs on the rose chair and asked, "Is the young boy I met in Yipinju that time your brother?"
Song Qinghuan raised his eyebrows and looked at her but said nothing.
Princess Rouzhen shrugged her face and leaned back in the chair: "If nothing unexpected happens, I might go and get married."
After saying this, she picked up the snacks on the plate and stuffed it into her mouth. She complained to herself: "Everyone looks at me as a noble person, but who knows how many princesses in this world are so good?"
