"Good," senge'er sat on his grandfather's shoulder, and soon forgot about Lin Ge'er's leaving. Maybe he stayed in the Duke of Wei for a long time and didn't want to leave.

Senge'er's temperament is really like Shen Dingshan. Although he is bold, he is careful, and he is also very clever in carrying books. What he says in his small mouth is also one by one. He is now the most important one in his grandfather's heart, and no one can compare with him.

The wind outside gently blows up the leaves outside, and from time to time it will make a rustling sound. It is different from Chuang Tzu outside. The wind here is relatively quiet and peaceful. In fact, we can hear some neat and uniform footfalls outside the courtyard. This is the night patrol of the palace guards.

Shen Qingci sat up, the moon outside is a bit sad, even if it is not lit a candle, there is no feeling how dark.

"White bamboo..."

Shen Qing said softly.

"Miss, I'm here." Bai Zhu came out with a candlestick in her hand. She didn't want to stand on the beam when she came here. It was mainly because there was no beam for her to stand on this morning, so she slept in the small room outside. Her feeling was more inspired and her hearing was excellent. As long as Shen Qingci had a disturbance here, she would wake up directly, Just as now

as for Baimei, she is still asleep, and even has a small voice. This is the first night they come back. The weekly train is very tired all the way, and no one really wants to wake up.

Shen Qingci sat up, and the light from the candlestick reflected in her eyes also gathered a calm, and the wick of the candle jumped up a few times, even the two clusters of candlelight in her eyes were ordinary. At the moment, she even had some regret, which was even more clearly extinguished.

"Bai Zhu, I want you to do something for me."

"Girl, please tell me."

Bai Zhu stood in front of Shen Qingci. She would do whatever Shen Qingci asked her to do. Even if she was to die, she would wash her neck and wipe it herself.

Shen Qingci's eyes stop on the candlestick again, and her red lips are slightly tight. At this time, there is no smile on her face, and even some are not very relaxed.

The light of the candlestick jumped again.

And then it opened in the dark.

"Well, girl, have you seen my sister?"

Baimei is also strange. It's been nearly a day, but she didn't find Baizhu.

"I asked her to go out and help me with my work," Shen Qingci put down the book he had turned half through. He was tired and didn't want to move. The carriage for several days was not really a day or two for a good rest.

She raised her fingers, some of them did not want to move.

"Oh..." Bai Mei understood, "well, girl, when will my sister come back?"

Without Bai Zhu, she felt that her backbone was gone.

"The date of return is uncertain," Shen Qingci did not know how long it would take. "It may take a long time, more than half a year, less than a year."

"Alas..."

Bai Mei sighed, "it seems that the girl still depends on me."

When Bai Mei accepted her life, she knew that even if the elder sister came back, she had to do the job of serving the girl. How could a woman with a sword and a gun be a maid? To be honest, it was all bodyguards, and she was a girl's life.

"Miss, concubine Xiaojun has just sent someone here. It means that she will come to pick up the girl and go to Prince Jun's house. There is a tea party in the mansion."

Bai Mei tells Shen Qingci the news she just got. Of course, she will go to prepare the clothes that Shen Qingci will wear tomorrow, and the jewelry she will bring. Her girl will be ready for hairpin. However, no one comes to propose a marriage. How can she feel so miserable? Is it true that no one wants such a good girl?

It was a great insult to her girl.

In fact, the tea parties mentioned by Shen Qingrong don't need to guess. Probably they all mean what they mean. In fact, they were all met by the wives of various governments with their own girls. When they met the right ones, they were all for their own sons.

Even the big girl is worried about the girl's affairs, but she is not worried at all. As a girl, she wants to make a bubble out of her mouth.

I know, Shen Qingci is still sitting there, the book page after page, she is even a posture is not changed.

I don't know how long it took. Maybe she read too many books and her eyes would hurt. She threw the book away and sat up again. She wanted to see the wolf and Sirius.

When she got to the bamboo grove, she saw Wang Dagui practicing boxing. His boxing technique was full of hard spirit. When he gave his fist, he felt like he was desperate. All of a sudden, a bamboo was stuck and broke

He has always been like this. When he was a hunter, if his hands were not fast and his fists were not hard, he would have died early.

No matter how hard his fist is, he can't kill a blind bear, so sometimes his fist is hard and his head is also very important.This is what he understood when he arrived in Beijing. Of course, he learned it from Duke Wei.

Shen Qingci sits on one side, the breeze is blowing, the bamboo shadow is whirling, and there is a smell of bamboo fragrance. Gaojie is also qingran.

Shen Dingshan is practicing swords with gray wolf and Sirius. Wherever his sword goes, the Sirius of gray wolf are very smart to avoid. Shen Dingshan is obviously very excited, and his eyes are full of militant heroism.

What's more, Shen Qing let his eyes move for a while, and he saw the child standing on the horse step. He was only a two-year-old child. However, the horse step was not vague at all. Moreover, his face was calm, and there were some beads of sweat on his forehead. Even if he saw his favorite aunt, he did not stop and still had a model Stand like that. Needless to say, it was taught by Shen Dingshan.

But what's more difficult is that this little guy will have such a determination.

Learning is easy.

It's hard to learn martial arts. From the beginning to the end, no day can be relaxed, and no day can be slack.

This is accompanied by sweat and tears.

Of course, she still likes senge'er to learn martial arts. At least she can protect herself in the future.

Shen Dingshan came over. He was sweating all over his body. Of course, his face was ruddy and his mood was excellent.

OK, Shen Dingshan took the handkerchief from one side and said a word to his grandson, but senge'er stopped. Although he was small, this action was not ambiguous at all, and even the harvest had already had the shadow of some grandparents.

"Auntie..."

Senge Er ran over in a hurry, sweat beads on his forehead.

Shen Qingci took his embroidery and gently wiped the sweat beads on senge'er's forehead.

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