Liu Mingzhi really didn't want to see the love affair between the little cutie and those beauties again, so he ignored Xiao Hui's cutie's shouts and quickened his pace again.
The romantic affair between a talented man and a beautiful woman is indeed a beautiful story, but it must be something that only a real talented man and beautiful woman can appreciate.
The 'talented' little cutie was completely unworthy of his name. Young Master Liu was afraid that if he continued to look at it, his heart would be unbearably irritated, and even if he lived ten years less, it would be a big deal.
"My dear sister Chuxue, brother Luo, I will go to Zuichunlou to see you when I have time. Now, brother, I still have some things to do, so I'll take my leave first."
The pretty little beauty with a blushing face watched the little cutie let go of her hands and hurried away. She covered her lips and smiled sweetly for a few times. Then, accompanied by the maid, she moved lightly towards the rouge shop a dozen steps away.
"Dad, wait for me, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
Young Master Liu heard the dissatisfied nagging of Little Cutie behind him, and had no choice but to speed up his pace again. With a daughter like Little Cutie on his side, he really didn't want the passers-by to know what his relationship was with Little Cutie.
It's disgraceful!
"Hey, daddy, are you a rabbit? Why do you run faster the more I call you?"
The little cutie complained again with dissatisfaction, used all his strength to quickly speed up his pace, and finally caught up with Young Master Liu.
"Huh... Daddy, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Are you in a hurry to go back to the latrine?"
Young Master Liu glanced at the cute little girl with a pretty and resentful face, shook his head helplessly, and was too lazy to continue making jokes with the cute little girl.
If he continues nagging, who knows what eye-opening words this stinky girl will say.
Secondly, Young Master Liu really doesn't have the time to laugh and curse with his good girl now.
Just now, when the topic of children came up with the little cutie in the palace, Young Master Liu once again thought about the situation of his eldest son Liu Chengfeng in Tsarist Russia.
Ever since his eldest son Liu Chengfeng led the Dalong Mission to Tsarist Russia, Young Master Liu has been concerned about the safety of his eldest son and the Dalong Mission.
However, the capital of Dalong was thousands of miles away from Tsarist Russia. Even though Young Master Liu and his ladies were worried about their son every day, they were helpless.
It's not easy to meet someone at such a long distance!
"Young Master, you have left the palace, the Gua stall has been set up for you in advance, and the stove has been prepared.
Huh? Master, why is your cloak gone? Just wait a moment. The younger one will go to Mrs. Bizhu and the others to get one for you. "
When Young Master Liu heard Liu Song's words, he nodded absently in response, glanced at the couch behind the Gua stall and walked over.
"Ah, little Miss Yue'er, you also left the palace with the young master."
When the little cutie saw Liu Song who was about to run to Penglai Restaurant, she immediately smiled and nodded.
"Hello, Uncle Song, you go ahead."
"Yes, Miss Yue'er, please talk to the young master first. I will come back as soon as I go."
Young Master Liu picked up the pot and poured a cup of tea, holding it in his hands to warm it. He sat leisurely and comfortably on the recliner, narrowed his eyes and continued to think about his own affairs.
Seeing this, the little cutie vaguely understood that her father was thinking about business and had no free time to continue making jokes with her.
He poured a cup of hot tea on his own and held it in his hands to keep out the cold. The little cutie sat down on the small horse on the side quietly and obediently. He reached out and picked up a divination book on the low table and started to read it freely.
It has been almost a year and a half since the eldest son led the Dragon Mission to Tsarist Russia on June 15 last year, and today is November 28.
More than a year has passed in a hurry, and I don’t know how this child is doing now? What about all the officers and soldiers of the Dalong Mission?
Ever since I received their letter home reporting safety, I and the imperial court have not received any news about the Dalong Mission in Tsarist Russia.
In the past few months since the letter was sent back home, I wonder how his contact with Elizabeth Serena, the young empress of Tsarist Russia, has gone? Is it possible to become friends with Qin and Jin?
This brat, no matter what the situation is, you should at least send someone to send a letter home to say that you are safe!
Even if you and the little Queen Serena are not destined to be husband and wife, and it is difficult to be a perfect match in the end, you can at least let your father, your mother and aunts know that you are safe and sound now!
After a letter from home, there was no news. How could your father and your mothers not be worried and worried?
You bastard, you really have no brains at all. When you come back, I will beat you with a discipline stick until you can't get out of bed for a month.
Brat, no matter what, you have to come back safely. You must bring all the officers and soldiers of the Dragon Mission back safely!
The ancestors of the Liu family have spirits in heaven, and they must protect my son and all the officers and soldiers of the Dalong Mission when they return to their hometown safely. They must protect them.
God, please don’t let me, Liu Mingzhi, give a white-haired person to a black-haired person!
If something really happened to my son in Tsarist Russia, then——don’t blame me for not recognizing the weapons in my hands.
Although this young master has not been on the battlefield for many years, it does not mean that this young master can no longer carry the sword.
A gust of cold wind hit him, and the cold feeling on his face brought Mr. Liu out of his daze.
Touching the coolness on his face with his fingers, Mr. Liu gently leaned forward and looked up at the outside of the small shed above his head.
Seeing the crystal clear snowflakes flying in the sky again, Young Master Liu frowned slightly and sighed heavily.
It's snowing again in the capital. If you come to Beidi, Xinfu, and Beifu, the snow will be even heavier. Then you can only imagine what the snow will be like in Tsarist Russia.
With such heavy snow, the roads would be blocked and traffic would be blocked. It would be very difficult for the eldest son and the Dalong delegation to rush back in the wind and snow.
"Alas! The snow is so heavy, it seems like we won't be able to come back this year."
The little cutie who was browsing the hexagram book out of boredom heard his father talking to himself and subconsciously raised his head and looked at Young Master Liu.
"Ah? Dad, what are you talking about? Why is it snowing so heavily that I can't come back?"
"Nothing, just read your book carefully."
The little cutie murmured thoughtfully for a while, leaning her waist and looking up at the snowflakes flying in the air.
"Dad, are you telling me that the snow is too heavy and that my eldest brother and the Dragon Mission will not be able to come back this year?"
Young Master Liu's lips trembled. He didn't expect that the little cutie would guess what he was thinking.
Young Master Liu looked at the little cutie in surprise for a while and didn't answer anything. He just nodded with a sad expression, took a sip of hot tea and lay back on the recliner.
The little cutie looked at her father's melancholy expression, put down the hexagram book in her hand, held her cheeks in her hands, and sighed quietly.
"My eldest brother has led the delegation to Tsarist Russia. It has been almost a year and a half since I left.
I don’t know what’s going on with him and the mission in Tsarist Russia? Did you get the little empress of Tsarist Russia and bring her back to Yue'er as your sister-in-law?
The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so it’s time to return from a mission, right? I haven’t seen him for so long and I still miss him. It’s really sad! "
"Master, the cloak is here."
Young Master Liu reached out and took the cloak from Liu Song, adjusted a comfortable posture and wrapped it around his body.
"Master, the younger one will go take care of the bookstall first."
"The weather is so cold, and it's snowing now. If there are really no customers, Xiaosong, please close the stall early and go home to take care of the children."
"Yes, I understand, I will act according to the situation, then I will pass."
"Um!"
After Liu Song went to the bookstall, Young Master Liu quietly watched the pedestrians coming and going on the street with calm eyes, expecting that there would be customers coming to take care of business today.
The little cutie looked at her father's dumbfounded and motionless posture, and couldn't bear the boring atmosphere, so she put down the tea cup in her hand.
"Dad, Yue'er won't accompany you anymore. She's going to walk around the streets first."
"Get out of here!"
"A little bit, say goodbye!"
