If you have something to eat, just something that can keep you warm."
He wouldn't go out when there was wine and meat, but he came to Song Qinghuan's place to beg for food.
Song Qinghuan was already asleep, but when he heard the sound, he opened his eyes again, turned over, and said, "Uncle Jiu, what do you think of me?"
Xiao Ci didn't answer, he just pretended to be pitiful and said: "Oh, uncle Jiu, I have been hit by strong winds and snow for several days. As a majestic prince, you can't even have hot soup or hot water. I don't want to think about it."
Come to your place, can I help you?"
After saying that, he leaned down again and blew two breaths at Song Qinghuan. He came from outside, and his whole body was covered with cold air. Even if the earth dragon warm in this room, the cold air on his body could not be dissipated for a while, and even his breath was a little cold.
Coolness.
Song Qinghuan shrank into the brocade quilt and stood up a little reluctantly, muttering: "Go to Prince Rui's Mansion and just give the order. There is no hot water anywhere."
"My hands and feet are so hungry that I can't walk back anywhere. Get up quickly and don't be afraid of what you can eat." Xiao Ci smiled and reached out to dig Song Qinghuan out of the bed.
His hands were so cold that the material of his clothes was so cold that Song Qinghuan shrank his neck and leaned back.
Xiao Ci didn't use any force, and he didn't expect that she would suddenly fall backwards. Without checking, his whole body also leaned forward, with his hands on her back and their eyes facing each other.
"If you can't afford it, you can't afford it. I'm not your housekeeper..."
Song Qinghuan's voice became increasingly soft and inaudible. There was a little starlight in her eyes. She looked at him for a moment, but her little heart couldn't help but beat wildly.
I felt an indescribable affection flowing between the two of them.
Xiao Ci swallowed hard, and the hands that dragged Song Qinghuan's back moved slightly, the corners of his lips curled up, and his body leaned forward more and more.
The breath coming out of your mouth is refreshing and cool, but when it blows on your face, it makes you blush even more.
Song Qinghuan watched him getting closer and closer, her mind was in a turmoil, and she suddenly remembered the fire in Zhaixing Pavilion that day, and she and he hugged and kissed each other in the fire.
"Snapped..."
Xiao Ci's face was less than a palm's width away from Song Qinghuan's, and he thought he was going to succeed, but he didn't expect the little girl to miss him with a slap.
Song Qinghuan pushed Xiao Ci, sat up in panic, and coughed lightly: "Um, Uncle Jiu, I know you have always been romantic, but, at any rate, uh..."
I don’t know how to continue what I said next, and I feel very embarrassed.
Xiao Ci closed his eyes and sighed softly: "What does a big girl like you have in your head all day long?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to wipe away a piece of snack dregs stained on the hair on his forehead. He curled his lips and said mockingly: "You still eat snacks secretly in the middle of the night, so you're not afraid of getting fat."
Song Qinghuan felt lonely and empty before going to bed and stole two snacks to eat. Unexpectedly, there was still residue left in her hair.
Suddenly his face turned red and he was full of embarrassment. He wiped his hair randomly for fear that there would be some hair left, but he refused to admit defeat and said: "It's none of your business. I'm fat and I don't want you to marry me."
After saying that, he hurriedly got out of bed, wrapped his shoes, and complained: "I just want to eat something, why do I need to hurt others like this?"
Xiao Ci was still sitting on the edge of the couch. When he saw her rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, fearing that she was looking for something to eat, he curled his lips and smiled: "I don't think you are fat, but I am afraid that the boy from the Wei family won't be able to accept it."
After a pause, he said deliberately: "Speaking of which, the boy from the Wei family has been back for a while. Didn't he say that he wanted to make an appointment for the marriage as soon as possible? Why is there no news at all now? Could it be that he has already gone back before he walked in?
Disgusted."
Song Qinghuan knew a little bit about what was going on with the Wei family. Wei Yutang's temperament had both good and bad qualities. She chose the Wei family and knew what it would be like in the future. She had a peaceful mind and never had any complaints.
.
Even if no news came back from Wei Yutang after leaving for a long time, she really wasn't unhappy at all.
But at this moment, listening to Xiao Ci's non-yin and yang words, she felt very angry. She took out the storage box hidden in the cabinet and put it on the table.
He suddenly lost his temper and said, "Eat it or not, or get out of here if you don't eat it. Why are you talking so much?"
After saying that, he got up and walked to the cabinet on the west wall, pulled out Xiao Ci's big cloak and threw it on him: "There are still your things, take them and get out of here."
It looks exactly like that kitten with fried hair.
Xiao Ci hugged the cloak tightly in his arms. He didn't feel annoyed even after being scolded by her, he just looked up at her and smiled.
At the end, I deserved the sentence: "Okay."
Although he left immediately, he still took the saving box in Song Qinghuan's room.
Xiao Ci made such a fuss, and Song Qinghuan lost most of his drowsiness. He groaned angrily and bolted the windows and doors tightly before getting on the couch.
The warm tent was hung with gold hooks, and the lamp on the corner of the couch still emitted a yellowish light. She turned over unhappily, and when she glanced at it, she saw the coat Xiao Ci had left behind.
Suddenly, the anger that had been suppressed for a while came back up again. The brocade quilt was lifted, and he stood up and threw Xiao Ci's clothes to the ground and stepped on them a few times.
After stepping on it, he kicked it to the corner again, and immediately the depression in his heart dissipated a lot. He crawled under the quilt and soon fell asleep.
It is said that since Empress Dowager Jiang relaxed, several ministers in the court who devoted themselves to Dali discussed the regulations overnight.
Several sons of Emperor Chengxing, whether they wanted to participate in this matter or not, were dug out and each took over a piece of it. Some stayed in the city, while others had to transport grain and money to other places.
The princes and princes were all proud of heaven. A few days after taking over the errand, the bad news brought about by the snow disaster was reduced a lot.
Song Qinghuan took Song Qingyan to the makeup store to pick out some rouge and gouache for her own use or as a gift.
Liu Ping came back from outside in the snow and told everything he had learned.
"The king of Yi didn't stand out this time, and he handled the snow disaster quite well. On the contrary, it was the two youngest princes who did the best."
Song Qingyan went to see the master of the makeup studio to make lipstick, and there was no one else in the room. Song Qinghuan was lazily sitting on the armchair. Hearing this, without even raising an eyebrow, he asked again: "What about Prince Yu?"
Liu Ping then said: "King Yu, I heard that King Yu was self-effacing and had never dealt with such matters, so he wrote down all his ideas on paper, and then let the Queen Mother see it. If the Queen Mother thought it was feasible, she would then implement it.
, it can be considered as no merit and no fault."
But Song Qinghuan understood the reason why Liu Ping didn't move. He laughed sarcastically and said to himself: "The Queen Wang is also a powerful person."
She only knew why she said this.
After he finished speaking, Song Qingyan from the other side came over with two boxes of freshly baked lip balm. As soon as he entered the room, he narrowed his eyes and smiled happily at Song Qing.
Song Qinghuan was horrified by her sight and couldn't help but said: "It's too scary for you to look like this."
Song Qingyan smiled and sat in front of her, gently put the two boxes of lipstick away, and then said mysteriously: "Guess what good things I brought you?"
