Xiao Ci had a naughty smile on his face and walked to Song Qinghuan's side in a few steps.
Xiao Wei looked stern, raised his hands and shouted to Xiao Ci: "Uncle."
"My good nephew, you know the rules so well." Xiao Ci chuckled and no longer ignored the question just now. Instead, he smiled and said: "Although you, the future aunt of the emperor, are not very old, depending on your seniority,
I deserve your courtesy."
"When we meet in the future, we should be more polite in everything we say and do, so as not to scare people, and think that we, the descendants of the Xiao family, are all free-spirited people who can say all kinds of dirty things."
Xiao Wei's face was livid. From the corner of his eye, he saw Song Qinghuan pursed his lips and snickered. He clenched his fists and finally said, "Yes, the emperor is right."
After saying that, he bowed his hand to Song Qinghuan and said, "Miss Song, I just made arrogant words. If there is anything inappropriate, I hope you won't hold it against me."
Song Qinghuan didn't say anything. Xiao Ci raised his hand and put it on Xiao Wei's shoulder. He laughed and said, "Why are you being so polite? Anyway, the imperial edict granting marriage has come down. From now on, just call me Auntie Huang. Don't say Miss Song, no Miss Song."
Yes, it’s too foreign."
Xiao Wei's shoulders became heavy and heavy. He endured the pain and smiled softly, and immediately responded: "Uncle Huang is right."
Only then did Song Qinghuan call out again: "Auntie Huang."
Song Qinghuan could feel the sound of him biting his tooth socket into pieces. Although he wanted to laugh, he still held it in and responded seriously: "Well, my good nephew."
Xiao Ci saw that Song Qinghuan was so good at climbing along the pole, so he turned around to look at her.
He curved his lips and smiled, then pulled Song Qinghuan and said, "I have something to do. I must have been waiting for a long time."
Before Song Qinghuan could react, he said to Xiao Wei: "If you have nothing to do, just go back first."
Although Xiao Ci was not a person to be feared, the matter of establishing the heir apparent was currently in full swing. Xiao Wei did not want to cause trouble, so he endured the anger and left.
It started to drizzle again, and before Xiao Wei could leave completely, Song Qinghuan couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing, with smiles on her face and eyes.
"Why are you here?"
When Song Qinghuan thought of Xiao Wei's deflated appearance, he couldn't help but feel good, and even looked at Xiao Ci with a much kinder look.
Xiao Ci took the oil-paper umbrella from her hand with one hand, put his arm around her shoulders and walked out of the forest.
But he said angrily: "If the king doesn't come, are you going to keep talking to your ex-husband?"
The carriage is waiting outside, only a few steps away.
Liu Ping and Ta Xue had seen Xiao Ci a long time ago, but when they saw him and Song Qinghuan holding an umbrella together, they both lowered their eyebrows and pretended not to notice.
Song Qinghuan asked Xiao Ci to help him get on the carriage, and hummed: "He is the only one who wants to be involved with him."
As soon as he sat on the carriage, he felt that his shoes were soaked through, so he frowned and simply took them off.
Xiao Ci followed him into the carriage and saw her taking off her shoes and socks without any hesitation, and his eyes twinkled.
Song Qinghuan didn't think about whether men and women should kiss each other at all, so she put aside her muddy shoes and socks, and then hid her pair of jade feet in her dress.
Asked: "How did you know I was here? Fortunately, I came here by chance."
The carriage started moving slowly, and Xiao Ci was not in a hurry to come back. He just reached out and poured a glass of water for Song Qinghuan from the warm teapot in the carriage, and asked her: "Are you cold?"
It was only early February, and it rained from time to time. The weather was overcast and cold, almost like winter.
Song Qinghuan took the tea cup, took a sip and nodded: "A bit."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Ci reached out and pulled out her feet hidden under her dress.
Song Qinghuan was unprepared and screamed in fright. Just as he was about to struggle, his numb feet touched his warm belly. He was startled and his face turned red with embarrassment.
Xiao Ci held her feet to prevent her from moving, but said: "I went to the Song family, and I heard that you went to the palace for a banquet today. I felt something was wrong, so I asked someone to find out that your carriage went to Bishui.
Mountain Villa."
Then he looked at Song Qinghuan: "Why did Rouzhen take you there?"
Song Qinghuan's cheeks were still blushing, and there was a faint warmth on her feet. She couldn't help but move her feet again, and immediately asked Xiao Ci to hold them down.
She didn't dare to look at Xiao Ci for a while, but when he asked, she said vaguely: "Originally, I was going to the palace for a banquet, but Princess Rouzhen asked me to go to Bishui Villa to play at the last minute.
There are more exotic flowers and plants there than in the palace."
Xiao Ci raised his eyebrows, not believing her nonsense.
But seeing that she didn't want to say anything, he didn't force it and just said: "Don't get too close to Rouzhen in the future."
"Why?" Song Qinghuan asked subconsciously.
He leaned against the car wall and rested his feet on Xiao Ci. He felt very comfortable and his whole body relaxed.
Seeing her lazy look, Xiao Ci couldn't help but smile, and reached out to rub the top of her hair: "Rouzhen is young and doesn't know the world, so you don't want to bring her down."
"What do you mean?" Song Qinghuan was immediately furious. He sat upright and kicked Xiao Ci rudely.
"She doesn't know the world? Was she led astray by me? Xiao Ci, I think her arm is broken. It's all turned like this."
Song Qinghuan is so angry, she is the one being plotted, okay?
Ever since she met Princess Rouzhen, she had been tricked several times. Unexpectedly, in Xiao Ci's eyes, his niece was still ignorant of the world.
Xiao Ci was afraid that Song Qinghuan would kick her where she shouldn't, so he grabbed her ankle and prevented her from moving. Seeing her hairy look, he felt relieved both physically and mentally.
Song Qinghuan, on the other hand, didn't stop. He kept talking nonstop, and he was not polite at all. He kicked him several times. If Xiao Ci hadn't been strong in his hands, he would have suffered a big disaster.
Seeing this little girl's endless fuss, he immediately tied her feet with the hem of his clothes and tied them around her waist.
But he said: "You can't be so naughty. If you break the kick, you won't be able to play anymore when you get married."
Song Qinghuan paused, and after hearing this, he subconsciously looked at the area below Xiao Ci's abdomen, and couldn't help feeling his face heat up.
But he still struggled a few times and said without shame, "Yeah, people like you should have no descendants."
"That's not possible." Xiao Ci smiled and said, "We promised to have a litter."
After saying that, he leaned forward again, with a solemn look on his face, and said seriously: "If that bastard Xiao Wei dares to say those dirty words to you next time, you will have him castrated."
"If you are too embarrassed to take action, just beat the person first and wait for me to come."
Song Qinghuan paused. He didn't know why Xiao Ci suddenly talked about this. He also wanted to think about what the hell Xiao Wei said just now to make Xiao Ci so grand.
Then he rolled his eyes, covered his mouth and started giggling. He bent his foot and stepped on his chest: "Uncle Jiu, are you jealous?"
"It's not the time, I've already eaten it." Xiao Ci looked cold.
Before Song Qinghuan could react, he quickly took her hand away and put it against her lips.
