She raised her eyes and saw that Lord Qi and Lian Yun came out of the gate of the palace side by side. They said something in a low voice and arched their hands. The Lord Qi changed direction and came to the carriage of the house.
Song Shixuan also turned around at this time, knowing that she had no chance to say what she wanted to say today, so she wanted to leave. After a few steps, she saw the young official with her hairpin. She barely pulled out a smile and did not reach out to pick up the hairpin. She just said, "if the hairpin falls off, I don't want it, but thank you very much. Farewell. "
Then he walked over the young official.
The young official stood there for a moment, covered up the loss of his eyes, carefully put the hairpin away, and then turned away.
However, Jiang Wanbai and Qi Qingxing have already got into the carriage of Qihou's house. They didn't see this scene. As soon as they got on the carriage, Jiang Wanbai quickly found a blanket to wrap the kitten in Qi Qingxing's arms, wrapped it up several layers and put it next to the stove.
"I don't know if such a small cat can survive." The river evening white micro Cu eyebrow heart way.
Qi Qingxing reached out and pinched the kitten's ear and whispered, "go back and ask other people in the mansion to see if they have fed the kittens. Maybe they can save them."
"I hope it can be saved." Jiang Wanbai chuckled.
At the same time, the Lord Qi had already returned to the carriage. Green bamboo rubbed his eyes and woke up. He began to drive the carriage behind the carriage of marquis Qi and walked towards the house of Qi marquis.
If someone else met a black cat on the 30th day, they would probably not know.
Maybe this is the case, so that the kitten is born at this time, will be thrown out.
Jiang Wanbai thought and found that the body of the kitten was no longer shaking, but was gradually warming up. The smile on her face deepened. When the carriage was about to arrive at Qihou's house, Jiang Wanbai stopped and asked Qi Qingxing, "would you like to talk to Marquis and grandmother? After all, it's a black cat. If my grandmother doesn't like this... "
"It doesn't matter." Qi Qingxing shook his head and said, "my grandmother used to have a black cat, but it's a pity that she died of old age."
After a pause, seeing Jiang Wanbai still felt a little uneasy. Qi Qingxing said again, "if you are really worried, I'll talk to my grandmother and father later."
"Good." Jiang Wanbai smiles for a while, suddenly approaches, kisses Qi Qingxing's face and whispers, "ah hang, you're so good."
Qi Qingxing's eyes were dark for a moment. Her eyes were on her red lips. Her throat knot rolled several times, but she did nothing at last.
Because the carriage had stopped at the gate of Qihou mansion, the voice of green bamboo sounded outside the carriage and called out, "young master, here we are."
Jiang Wanbai quickly and carefully picked up the kitten and the blanket together, and for the first time directly gave up his wife.
As soon as she got off the carriage, she saw the green bamboo standing on one side in high spirits. She could not help sighing for the countless times: "I really envy you, green bamboo, but I'm not afraid of cold at all."
When she was holding Mrs. Tang in her arms and huddled in the carriage with the stove in her arms, Qingzhu could still sit outside the carriage and doze off, and she didn't feel cold at all. Jiang Wanbai admired this very much.
Qingzhu scratched his head and laughed a few times. His eyes fell on Jiang Wanbai's carefully protected arms and widened his eyes slightly. "Master, how could there be a cat?"