Although Song Qinghuan's move seemed perfunctory, it was still very effective against Xiao Ci.
After all, it was very rare for her to take the initiative.
At that moment, a smile appeared at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he let her go.
He only got up and found two lamps in the room to light, and then placed them beside her.
A word of caution: "Be careful of hurting your eyes."
Only then did he get back into bed on his own.
Maybe he was tired, or maybe Song Qinghuan's bed was too comfortable, so he fell asleep after a while.
Song Qinghuan lit a few lamps and carefully read through the books Xiao Ci brought.
But there is still no correct understanding of the poisonous insects on Xiao Mu's body.
When the sky was about to turn pale, Xiao Ci woke up.
No matter how unruly he was, he never stayed at Song Qinghuan's place for the night, and he never let anyone catch him.
So as not to ruin her reputation by people with bad intentions.
He was lying on the bed and turned over. When he looked up, he saw that she was still sitting there. Her eyes were black and blue, obviously she had stayed up all night.
He couldn't help but frown, stood up, put on his clothes and put on his shoes and socks, then walked closer and took the book away from her hand.
He said displeasedly: "What kind of blessing did this brat Xiao Mu get that he made you stay up all night for him?"
Song Qinghuan's eyes were astringent and he blinked hard. Seeing that Xiao Ci was angry, he was not upset and asked: "It's still early, why don't you get more sleep?"
Xiao Ci's resentment was immediately dissipated. He closed the book and put it aside. He sat directly on the small table, lowered his head and looked at Song Qinghuan. He curled his lips and smiled: "I am stealing youth, how can I do it?"
Sleep until you wake up naturally."
It's not just sneaky, every time I come here it's late at night, and every time I go back it's still dark.
Song Qinghuan rolled his eyes and said, "Looking at the whole of Dali, I'm afraid you are the only prince who likes to raid other people's boudoirs."
As he spoke, he glanced at the sky again and urged: "It's getting late. If you want to leave, go quickly."
She also wanted to read Huizi's book again, and when it got dark, she would have to leave for Bishui Villa.
That little thought did not escape Xiao Ci's eyes. He felt that his resentment had dissipated and suddenly gathered again. He stretched out his hand to hold Song Qinghuan's cheek and said unhappily: "Are you chasing me away?"
"I still can't leave."
Song Qinghuan...
She reached out and opened Xiao Ci, took another book, and said calmly: "Whatever you want."
When Xiao Ci saw her attitude, he was so filled with hatred.
When he raised his eyes, he accidentally saw patterns already painted on the embroidery frame placed in the corner.
Suddenly the mood was like a roller coaster, and then came back again.
"I know you have me in your heart, so I won't care about you for the time being."
Seeing that it was getting late, I really couldn't stay any longer, so I reached out and rubbed the top of Song Qinghuan's hair.
"After taking care of that brat Xiao Mu's matter, it's time to concentrate on embroidering the dowry."
There was a pause: "It must be the Baizi pomegranate that I like."
When he said this, Song Qinghuan suddenly remembered the pomegranate pattern he had described yesterday, his face turned red, and he glanced around the corner with the corner of his eye, hurriedly trying to cover up.
"Go quickly, don't bother me here."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to push twice.
Xiao Ci didn't move, but his mood improved a lot. He bent over and tapped his lips like a child begging for candy.
"The interest is not enough, so you can't burn bridges."
Song Qinghuan's cheeks turned red, and she felt that the ground dragon in the room was too hot, so she couldn't help but glare at Xiao Ci.
It could be seen that he had no intention of moving at all. He pursed his lips and quickly moved forward, intending to catch a dragonfly.
Unexpectedly, he was caught, his whole body was held in his arms, and he was robbed between his lips and teeth.
Xiao Ci lingered for a while before letting go with satisfaction. He stretched out his hand to wipe away the remaining hair on Song Qinghuan's lips, and smiled softly: "You are really my little love..."
"Go away, I want to be the first wife..." Song Qinghuan didn't think much at all. He understood the literal meaning and became angry from embarrassment.
Xiao Ci didn't mind her, he laughed, opened the window and left.
Song Qinghuan gritted his teeth and walked to the window a few steps away. When he saw that guy was not even a figure, he immediately snorted angrily: "You are not allowed to come today."
As the sky grew brighter, all the servants in the mansion got up together, and Lanyue Pavilion began to become lively.
Song Qinghuan was so troubled by Xiao Ci that she no longer had the heart to read. She leaned on the couch and planned to take a nap for a while, but in her mind, she thought of the person who said for no reason: "She is really my little love..."
"Xiao Qinger..." She turned over in her arms, spat in a low voice, and hummed twice.
But then he sat up suddenly and repeated "Xiao Qinger?"
His eyes were wandering, and he didn't put on any shoes. He walked a few steps to the small case, flipped through the books Xiao Ci sent, and found one among them.
After finding the page she wanted, she tapped the description on it with her fingertips and read it silently again, and she suddenly became excited.
He said to himself: "No wonder, that's how it is."
Then he snorted softly: "It's really sinister."
She found out what kind of poisonous insect poison Xiao Mu had on him, and immediately she lost her sleepiness. While calling Taxue Xunmei to come into the house to serve her, she put the few books Xiao Ci had sent into boxes and prepared them.
Take it back to Bishui Villa.
Walking through the snow in search of plum blossoms, I was about to get up. When I heard the call, I hurriedly fetched water and went into the house to wash myself.
The Xunmei people were still awake, yawning and combing their hair with Song Qinghuan, and then complained softly: "Girl, don't we still have time? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Song Qinghuan found the source of Xiao Mu's poisonous insect. It was like discovering the New World. He really wanted to go there and give it a try right away.
Hearing her complain, she said, "I see you look like you haven't woken up yet. Why don't you go get some sleep?"
Xunmei realized that this was a joke on her, her cheeks turned red immediately, and she said angrily: "Girl..."
Texue fetched breakfast from the kitchen and put it on the table one by one. When she heard the two talking, she smiled: "Girl, please marry this girl quickly. She feels like she can't wake up all day long. She has to call her husband."
I'll marry you and go home to provide for you."
He asked Texue to make a joke again, and Xunmei stomped his feet angrily: "You guys, you guys are so bad, I can't sleep all day long..."
Song Qinghuan picked two plain beaded hairpins from the dress box and laughed too: "You must get married, you both have to get married."
After finishing everything, I had some breakfast. It was still early when we set off from Song's house.
There were very few pedestrians on the road, and the horse-drawn carriage moved quickly. They bypassed Liuzhu Street and headed directly to Bishui Villa on the outskirts of the city.
But the further the carriage went to the outskirts of the city, the more Liu Ping felt that something was not right. After several tests, he finally said to Song Qinghuan through the curtain: "Girl, someone is following us."
