Song Qinghuan was somewhat escaping from Xiao Ci's touch. When she heard him ask if she had a nightmare, she felt ashamed and suffocated.
The dream was full of ambiguity. Although it was not a nightmare, I couldn't explain it. I immediately gave a vague response and changed the subject.
"Um, are the Queen Mother okay?"
Seeing her dodge, Xiao Ci didn't ask any further questions. He just followed her and said, "It's nothing. Although I smoked some cigarettes and was a little frightened, my life is not in danger."
After saying that, he leaned down again, stared at Song Qinghuan and said, "You, on the other hand, don't take your life seriously again and again. Do you think you have lived too long?"
Song Qinghuan was not far away from him, but now he leaned his head closer and felt that he could feel her breathing.
She felt her face heat up, quickly turned her head away, and murmured in a very weak voice: "Aren't I afraid that Sister Tong will suffer, she is only so old."
As he spoke, his voice became louder and louder, as if this was the truth.
But for what purpose, I'm afraid even she herself doesn't know.
Xiao Ci squinted his eyes and looked at her, and finally sneered: "I've been using Sister Tong as an excuse all day long."
Song Qinghuan glared at him, then straightened her back and said, "Don't be so arrogant here. At least I was the one who saved the Queen Mother, and she didn't make any big mistakes."
After a pause, he remembered Sister Tong's frightened look and asked him: "Is Sister Tong okay? If this matter is pursued, will it happen..."
Talking about the fire in Zhaixing Pavilion, Xiao Ci's face turned livid, and the aura around him became cold.
He saved Song Qinghuan from the fire, and he knew what the fire was about.
Sister Tong is young, and although she is very pampered, she is still just a child.
Seeing the fire in Zhaixing Pavilion, he was already very frightened, so he had to coax him for a long time before he could explain the whole story while sobbing.
Although the preface and the follow-up were irrelevant, Xiao Ci was still asked to grasp the key point.
She didn't even see whether the fireworks were lit, but others said she was responsible for the fire?
Xiao Ci snorted coldly: "Don't worry, my daughter will never be bullied by them."
He glanced at Song Qinghuan and was afraid that she would not know the inside story, so he added: "Whoever dares to throw dirty water on my daughter, I will not let him have an easy time."
"Splashed dirty water?" Song Qinghuan heard the meaning of the words, paused, and responded: "Oh, that's good."
After saying this, she was speechless for a moment.
Xiao Ci asked her on a whim: "I want to ask you something."
"What's the matter?" Song Qinghuan raised his head in confusion, thinking he was going to ask about the fire in Zhaixing Pavilion.
Xiao Ci changed the subject and asked her, "Are you going to marry Wei Yutang in this life?"
The topic jumped so quickly that Song Qinghuan frowned and subconsciously became on guard.
"What do you mean?"
"It's nothing." Xiao Ci smiled, stood up and hung up the tent with golden cicada hooks, and said again: "The Wei family has a strict family tradition. If you look at it from ordinary people's perspective, it is indeed a good match."
"It's just that now that you and I have sex, you are suspected of being unruly. I'm afraid you may not be able to enter the Wei family's gate even if you want to."
"Bah..." Song Qinghuan belatedly wiped his mouth with his sleeve several times.
The anger in her heart came up. She still remembers the devastated look of Lishan and her party that day, and how he was so happy that he was overwhelmed with joy when he personally agreed to get married earlier.
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When the two sides compared each other, they felt more and more deeply that Xiao Ci was disliked by others.
He spat and said: "You can be my father. You are old, you are old, and you are not as handsome as Wei San Ge. Do you think that you can ruin my reputation with just a few words, and everyone can believe it?"
No."
He cursed again: "Shameless villain."
Xiao Ci's face had turned as dark as the ashes on the bottom of a pot ever since Song Qinghuan compared him with Wei Yutang.
Just compare, and make him worthless.
Is he really that bad?
Xiao Ci suddenly became angry. He stared at his eyes like bells and sneered: "Yes, I am old and ugly. I am already a man who can be your father. I can't say a few words to ruin my reputation."
Everyone believes it, but I dare to bet that Wei Yutang will definitely believe it."
Xiao Ci didn't say this for nothing. Although he had only had few interactions with Wei Yutang, he could tell Wei Yutang's temperament from Lishan and his party.
Maybe he likes Song Qinghuan, but he doesn't have much confidence in the marriage. Song Qinghuan also lacks a sense of security and cannot fully trust Song Qinghuan.
Of course, with Xiao Ci around, even if he had complete trust, it would still cause him to collapse.
Xiao Ci could tell that they had only met each other a few times, and Song Qinghuan had many interactions with Wei Yutang, so he could tell even more clearly.
Asking him to hit the nail on the head, he suddenly became furious. He looked at him warily, lowered his voice and said angrily: "Xiao Ci, what do you want to do?"
Wei Yutang was not a very satisfactory son-in-law to Song Qinghuan, because his temperament was too gentle and he might not be able to take the initiative when it came to major events.
But the Wei family's family background is there. Song Qinghuan chose a husband not really for himself, but for the entire Song family.
The Song family is so weak that anyone can bully them.
As for the Yun family who was involved, everyone was wooing them, and the source of the traction was the Song family.
The Wei family is a scholarly family, and although it is in a state of squalor internally, it has little involvement in the imperial court. It is also a well-known family, and its face is there, so no one would offend it.
The Song family may not necessarily rely on the Wei family, but with the Wei family, the Song family's life will be much easier.
This is also the reason why Song Qinghuan still maintains his original intention despite the Wei family's situation.
Xiao Ci's words seemed to have touched Song Qinghuan's skin. At this moment, his whole body was covered with thorns, and he showed his teeth as if he wanted to eat someone.
Xiao Ci looked at her without hesitation and grinned: "What do you think?"
Song Qinghuan became anxious and threatened: "Xiao Ci, it's best to keep a thin line when doing things. Don't push yourself into a dead end. If you cut off my path today, you may not be able to come to me in the future."
After a pause, he then asked, "What do you think, Uncle Jiu?"
But the more she valued this undecided marriage, the more uncomfortable Xiao Ci felt. With a glance, he put his hand on the shelf of the carved bed at the moon cave door, trapping Song Qinghuan in it.
He was a man of great skill, and his hands were so strong that he made a "bang" sound, which scared Song Qinghuan to shrink his neck and half-squint his eyes.
He said: "Give you another chance and say it again."
Song Qinghuan carefully moved back and forth into the bed, blinked with a pitiful look, and said softly: "It's my birthday today, and I'm injured. You can't comfort me, but you're here to scare me. You,
You bad guy..."
She had learned this skill of coquettishness from no one. She only learned the superficial knowledge but not the essence. Just one sentence made Xiao Ci feel so sick that his skin crawled.
