Chapter 561

Ling Ziqing stood up at the smell of speech, and his voice was gentle. Just listening to it, he felt comfortable like a spring breeze.

"How can you think that? It's all her fault. You don't have to take any responsibility for her. Well, we have a hard time meeting, so don't talk about her. Xijiao, I've brought you a gift this time. "

As soon as she heard the gift, song Xijiao raised her head from that complicated mood and said curiously, "what gift?"

Seeing her bright eyes, Ling Ziqing couldn't help but smile and light her nose.

"You, come and see."

He took song Xijiao to one side, opened the box that had been put there for a long time, and took out a picture scroll from it.

Meng Xinghe stood aside with his arms in his arms, with disdain on his face.

What's good about a picture?

Since he knew song Xijiao, he had never seen any paintings or characters she had ever seen. The little white face was very pleasing and could not get the point.

It's better to send a rabbit like him.

As a result, when Ling Ziqing unfolded the painting in front of everyone, song Xijiao was stunned.

Because that painting is just Jinzhou City.

What's more, the bamboo paper field is also painted in the most conspicuous place. After a closer look, the figure of the girl in the pink and white dress and the oil paper umbrella she holds in her hand is the one that Ling Ziqing drew for her.

Near the gate of the city, a small dark blue sedan chair was rickety. Song Xijiao recognized it at a glance. It was the sedan chair that the governor of Hu preferred to sit on.

Ling Ziqing said with a smile, "how do you like it?"

Song Xijiao's nose is sour. The past happy and wanton days in Jinzhou City come back to her eyes again. Her eyes are full of tears, and she is moved not to know how to be good.

Ling Ziqing just gave a faint smile, rolled up the painting again, put it on her hand, and said with a smile, "this is the mounting method you taught me. You can take it back and look at it slowly. There are some hidden secrets in it. If you are interested, you can look for it."

"Good! I'll go back tonight and have a good look! "

Song Xijiao held the painting in her arms like a baby. Her eyes were still glistening with tears, but her mouth was covered with a big smile.

"Thank you, elder martial brother. You must have painted for a long time?"

Ling Ziqing said with a smile, "it's not long."

"Why not for a long time, Miss Song, as soon as you left Jinzhou City, our childe began to paint!"

At this time, the breeze suddenly came in, he went to Ling Ziqing's side, saw song Xijiao, also showed a long lost smile, but the voice is full of complaints to her.

"One day, from morning till night, our childe said that Jinzhou City without Miss Song seemed to be dead, so he wanted to draw a Jinzhou City with Miss Song."

What he said revealed Ling Ziqing's mind.

Song Xijiao a red cheek, is thinking about how to respond, Ling Ziqing first toward the breeze glared at the past: "the room is ready?"

Qingfeng hurriedly said: "all of them are packed up. Although the place is a little small, it is clean. The bedding we bring is complete and complete. After finishing, it is similar to our family, but the cold is a little heavy."

Hearing the words, song Xijiao quickly said, "I'll ask the blacksmith's shop to install a stove for you, and it won't be cold."

"Tut."

Meng Xinghe slapped her in the back of her head.

"Has it anything to do with you? What are you doing? Come here and I have something to tell you! "

He couldn't bear it any more. He grabbed song Xijiao's arm and dragged her directly into the courtyard outside. As soon as he threw it at the wall, the whole person pushed over and raised his hand against her shoulder to prevent her from running away.

"Song Xijiao, do you forget who you are? Do you need me to remind you?"

He almost pasted his whole body on Song Xijiao, covering her from a commanding position, almost blocking all the sunlight on her body and holding her whole person in his arms.

Song Xijiao rubbed uneasily from left to right, and found that she could not escape. She could only poke his chest with her painting to prevent him from shortening the distance between them.

"I told you 10 million times, I told you..."

After the words were said, Meng Xinghe bowed her head. Song Xijiao immediately covered her mouth and her cheek. She stared in horror and said, "Meng Xinghe! Dare you

Meng Xinghe raised the corner of his mouth, showing a bad smile: "dare to say that kind of angry words, I will kiss you in public, let you jump into the Yellow River is not clear, this life in addition to marry me, there is no second choice."

"You..."

"What's more, listen to me. If I see that you dare to make eye contact with Ling Ziqing again, I'll see how I deal with you!"

Song Xijiao wrinkled up the tip of her nose: "you are too overbearing. How do I want to be with my elder martial brother..."

"Don't call him a senior brother!"

"Ah?""Don't call me senior brother."

Song Xijiao looked at him speechless: "what's your name? Is it by name? "

Meng Xinghe jokingly said: "you call my name, not called very happy, how to him here can not?"

"That's..." Song Xijiao carefully think about it, is really such a thing, why is Meng Xinghe's name called so smooth, called Ling Ziqing always feel abrupt to him?

Meng Xinghe saw that she could not say clearly, but he was very happy.

Because she never called other people's names like this. In his heart, he felt that this was the proof of song Xijiao's intimacy with him.

"In a word, it has nothing to do with you Song Xijiao gas push him a, "you go away, again like this, I want to call people!"

"You shout, just shout them out to see who you are."

Meng Xinghe is obviously a dead pig. He is not afraid of boiling water. He not only disagrees, but also picks up one of her hair and sniffs it on the tip of her nose, and then laughs.

"Or I'll shout for you?"

Song Xijiao was so angry that she couldn't help it. She was just thinking about stamping his foot. Suddenly, a clear and warm voice sounded beside them. In this cold winter, it was very comfortable to listen.

However, this voice is what song Xijiao doesn't want to hear now.

Because this is Ling Ziqing's voice!

"Xijiao, the manager of your bamboo paper factory asked me to bring a letter. I forgot to give it to you just now."

Meng Xinghe also heard Ling Ziqing's voice. He was proud to hook the corner of his mouth, stood upright, turned around, walked to Ling Ziqing, raised his eyes and said, "what letter, give me."

Ling Ziqing looked at him, a faint smile: "don't bother general, Xijiao is here, I can give it to her personally."

"It doesn't matter, Xi Jiao's affairs in Xianming pass are handled by me. Isn't it, Xijiao

"It's you!"

Song Xijiao didn't give him a look, and then went forward to take the letter. I remember that I left more than three months' wages when I left. Now it's been more than half a year. I don't know what happened to Xiaoliu.

Thinking of this, she quickly opened the envelope.

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