Ling Ziqing's arms are fresh and warm, which makes song Xijiao feel more dependent and comfortable now. If the other party is not Ling Ziqing, maybe she can pretend that she doesn't have Zhong Chun in her heart and pretend to like him, and be together with him like all the husband and wife who have been made by blind date.
However, the other party is Ling Ziqing.
A gentleman who is respected by people all over the world.
In her heart, Zhong Chun was always the only one. Even if he abandoned himself, even if he returned to the distant capital to be his prince, he would never come to her again, even if After so many things happened, she could no longer be with him Can't deny, her heart, still only he.
In this case, he can not use lingziqing.
"Master Ling."
Song Xijiao raised her hand and gently hugged Ling Ziqing.
Originally, I just wanted to give him a little gratitude and comfort, but I didn't expect that when I held him, Ling Ziqing shivered all over. In an instant, she held her more tightly and gently kissed her hair. When she reached the corner of her mouth, she became more difficult to speak.
"I'm sorry I can't promise you. "
Embracing her body for a moment, she became stiff. Ling Ziqing didn't say anything. After a long time, he finally slowly released his hand, lowered his eyes, stood up quietly and left the study directly.
Song Xijiao is sitting at the table, her heart is like being fried.
She would rather hurt herself than hurt Ling Ziqing.
But this sword, she is going to stab out sooner or later.
Sorry, Ling Ziqing.
Sorry
After not knowing how long, Qingfeng came in, his face with a complex expression, looking at Song Xijiao's back, full of confusion in his heart.
To say a good match, I'm afraid there is no more suitable man to rely on and marry than Ling Ziqing.
Song Xijiao in the end is what kind of evil, childe again and again to show good, she always does not enter the oil and salt!
For a long time, he finally said in a bad tone.
"Miss Song, the young master said that he would certainly do what he promised you. He would do his best to take care of chestnuts, so that you don't have to worry. If you need anything, just speak up and you will be satisfied."
Song Xijiao slowly raised her head, turned to look at the breeze: "how is he?"
"Bang, fake care."
Breeze disdains to glance at her one eye, cold hum.
"What else can we do? Our childe Miss Song didn't know each other on the first day. No matter how sad or sad, we would not vent our feelings, let alone hate you. What else can we do? We should hold our hearts in silence, and sooner or later we will have a heart attack. When you leave, Miss Song, our childe must not be homesick for tea, do not want to sleep well, and suffer from Acacia every day
“…… Where is he? I'll meet him
Ling Ziqing is different from Hu que. Hu que is his friend. In such a case, she can wake people up by beating and scolding.
But Ling Ziqing in her heart is always as far away as the mountains can not approach, she dare not abrupt him, the limit that can be achieved, is just warm words to persuade.
"Forget it!"
The breeze held hands, frowned and discontented.
"If you really want to do our childe's good, you will marry to Ling Fu. As long as you marry, we can be happy. Even if you You don't want to commit yourself to our childe, and our childe will not force you. Anyway, you and childe have no place to live together. What's wrong with living together? I don't know where our childe can't be worthy of you. We refuse endlessly! "
Song Xijiao can only smile bitterly when listening to the reproach of the breeze.
"Well, you don't have to look like I've bullied you. I've been with you since I was three years old. I haven't been scolded by him since I was young. Since I met you, you've been angry with me three times! If I tell you to cry again, you will not kill me. Come on, young master said you must want to see chestnut before you leave, and ask me to take you there
Thank you very much
Song Xijiao stood up and followed the breeze into the backyard.
In the yard with bamboo and plantain, a woman was cleaning the dust on the corridor with a cloth. When she saw song Xijiao coming, she immediately made a formal salute.
Inside, chestnuts were reciting the book in a clear voice, so absorbed that no one came in.
The breeze sent people to the yard to wait. Song Xijiao walked into the room alone. Seeing the rosy face of chestnuts, she was pleased and grateful.
It seems that Ling Ziqing takes good care of chestnuts.
In this way, she felt more guilty about Ling Ziqing.
"Chestnuts."
She went over and sat down beside Li Zi, smiling at him. She picked up the words he had written on the table and looked at them. She didn't know whether it was Zhong Chun who taught him specially or Li Zi unconsciously imitated it.
His handwriting is very similar to Zhong Chun.
But at the age of seven, he already has a good calligraphy."Mother! When did you come? "
Song Xijiao laughed and said, "you are so absorbed in reading that my mother didn't find it. Come on, let your mother have a look. What books are chestnuts carrying?"
"This is the game theory written by Uncle Ling. It's good. Uncle Ling didn't let me recite it. I can't help but read it a few more times. Mom, can you tell Uncle Ling that he can give me more articles to see?"
"Uncle Ling wants to show you any article you want to read. You should be obedient and not greedy."
Song Xijiao picked up the book and read it. The words in it were natural and elegant, like willow shoots fluttering in the wind at the end of spring. People who can write such words must have a very delicate mood.
But she, but again and again hurt this delicate heart.
She sighed, put down the book in her hand, and then looked at the chestnut and said, "chestnut, my mother is going to go a long way. During this period, you should follow uncle Ling together and be obedient. Will you wait for your mother to come back?"
"Mother, are you looking for Dad?"
Chestnut blinked curiously, full of expectation.
"Then you should come back with dad to pick up chestnuts!"
Song Xijiao was unable to stop biting her lips.
Until now, chestnut didn't know the truth of the matter. She thought that all the family had gone away together. She didn't know how to tell chestnut.
Now there is still a delay. When she comes back from the border, it will be difficult to hide it.
Even if she kept it from her, chestnut, who was seven years old and began to be sensible, would have doubts. Moreover, as long as he walked on the streets of Jinzhou, those people outside would certainly gossip.
Song Xijiao sighed deeply. When she came back from the border, I'm afraid she would have to leave the sad place with chestnuts immediately.
"Mother, what's the matter with you?"
"My mother is OK, chestnut. When my mother is away, if you want your mother, you can look at the stars in the sky at night. My mother will put all the words she wants to say to chestnuts in the stars, OK?"
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