Qingshan saw how happy she was talking. He got closer and closer and could smell her scent.
"What's the use of those?"
Linglong was extremely surprised, "You really don't know? To be promoted to a higher position and to be successful! No one doesn't love you! Everyone's ideal is..."
Qingshan raised his hand and touched her opening and closing mouth.
She paused, what's going on? What did this rude man do?
He opened his hand with a slap, "You're rude! My lips are sore from your rubbing!"
Qingshan imitated her tone and complained in a low voice, "What are you doing! My hands are red from your touch."
Not just his hands, his whole body was red, his face, ears, neck, chest, his whole body was burning.
…
Linglong angrily retorted loudly, "Nonsense! It was clearly meant to hit you, but why did it end up touching you! Why are you blushing! Don't blush!"
After saying this, she felt that no one could fulfill this request, and her blushing was uncontrollable. She snorted, turned her back to Qingshan, lay on the bed, and stopped talking.
Qingshan got up and cleaned up. Fortunately, both of them had finished eating. Otherwise, it would not have been worth it if it had made her unhappy and refused to eat.
…
He hurried out with the table in hand, thinking of escaping from the scene quickly...
Why are you blushing... Why is this dignified nine-foot-tall man so thin-skinned?
…
He washed the pots and pans, and when he came back, Linglong had already stood up and spread her long hair, "I want to take a bath!"
He grinned happily. The new bathtub will be almost ready tomorrow. Today... I'm afraid the little beauty will have to sit in the big iron pot to soak.
"Okay! Uh... what do you say? I obey the order! I'll boil the water. When it's ready, I'll take you to take a bath!"
Linglong frowned in anger at this rough man, "Taking a bath! That's called bathing!"
Qingshan walked and answered, "Yes, yes! Take a bath!"
…
He prepared a big pot and added hot water. He plucked all the petals from the flowers in the yard. He went to the roadside outside the yard and plucked some red and pink petals. This is beautiful! Sprinkle into water.
Bring Linglong.
He brought a small bench and sat in the yard with his back turned.
Linglong quietly took off her clothes and got into what she thought was a black bathtub.
She stirred up the water and poured it on her neck. The temperature was just right.
…
Qingshan listened carefully and asked her, "How old are you?"
Linglong soaked in it and looked pretty. Seeing that he was guarding it in a well-behaved manner, she seemed to understand the truth.
She replied graciously, "Sixteen years old."
Qingshan was happy, at the age of sixteen...it was time to become a woman.
If there had ever been a man, he hesitated for a moment. It was okay. He didn't mind it and asked directly, "Have you ever been married? Or have you ever been in bed with someone..."
Linglong was so annoyed that she sat up directly. As soon as she got up, she found that her body was exposed, and she quickly lay down again.
He yelled "Presumptuous!"
Qingshan grinned, "It would be fine if I didn't..."
Linglong really wants to drag this rude man out and kill him!
How dare you say such vulgar words in front of this princess!
"How noble this princess is! How could she... hmph!"
Qingshan quickly explained, "Don't be angry! I know you are noble... You are sixteen years old, even if you are a princess, it is time to talk about marriage!"
I haven't read the book and can't say nice words. Just chit-chat, no offense intended. "
Linglong's anger subsided a little and she glared hard at his broad back.
Qingshan heard no movement behind him. He probably wasn't angry anymore. He continued, "I'm 22 years old, 6 years older than you. It's OK to be older, older ones will hurt others. What do you think? Are you willing to be my wife?" ?”
Linglong frowned, "In terms of kindness, I will definitely repay you well. But don't think about any beautiful things that you have promised me. How could I fall in love with you? There is a difference between a princess and an Orion. There is a difference between clouds and mud. Mud, do you understand?"
Qingshan considered herself obedient to her, and today she helped the mute girl again. She was also talking and laughing at home, thinking that she could recognize the reality, but she still refused.
Qingshan slapped his thigh, "I know you don't like me. I didn't expect you to like me. Let's get along well. As time goes by, you can decide."
He thought, they had only known each other for a short time, and it was useless to say anything at this time. These days are all lived, and all feelings are made. As they get along slowly and grow older, she will naturally understand how good he is.
Linglong also wanted to say that even if I spend a year with you, I will not fall in love with you. But then I thought about it, wouldn't her father, the queen, and her mother really not come to pick her up for a year? She was sad again.
If she lived here for a year, she really couldn't bear it...it would be better to die.
This rough house, such a rude person, had to live under someone else's roof, and suffered so much. The more I thought about it, the more pitiful I felt, and I started to cry.
…
When Qingshan heard the cry, he felt uncomfortable, so unwilling?
"If your parents pick you up after a while, you leave. I didn't drag you into bed, I just asked you to think about it. I didn't force you either. Why are you crying?"
Linglong pursed her lips and cried, "This life is too hard..."
Qingshan also felt pitiful for her. She was living a good life, but suddenly she fell into this ravine, met a stranger, and her food and sleep were not as good as before.
"Whether it's three days, three years, or a lifetime, I will give you the best during your stay in my house. I will definitely make your life easy, okay? Stop crying."
After hearing this, Linglong felt warm in her heart. Although this rude man wanted to keep her as his wife, he was indeed a serious person and did not force her. He also served and coaxed her.
"Qingshan, you are a good person."
Qingshan curled his lips, saying that he should be kind to his wife... He is not his wife now, but he will be in the future.
The three days and three years he said were just to comfort her. He truly felt that Linglong couldn't leave.
The people in the village have tried countless methods for generations but can't get out, so what about the emperor? Can you move mountains and reclaim seas?
It will take time to see people's hearts, and she will be willing sooner or later.
…
After Linglong finished taking a bath, she asked for clothes again, "I want to change my clothes!"
Qingshan was confused, "Changing clothes? Didn't that blue one only last one day?"
Linglong nodded, "Yes! I've been wearing it for a whole day! Do you want me to wear the same clothes for two days?"
Qingshan suddenly realized, she still has to wear clothes every day?
I just boasted about Haikou and wanted her to feel that life was not hard, so how could I break my promise immediately?
Qingshan cleared his throat, "Just wait."
…
He entered the back room and found a bed sheet with pink foundation and red peonies.
This was the shop his mother left for him when he got married. His parents died a few years ago.
This red peony bed sheet is just a thought, and I haven't been willing to take it out for use.
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At this time, he picked up the sheets and sniffed them. They were brand new and had no peculiar smell.
He put it on the bench next to the cauldron and turned his back. "We only have this piece of cloth at home, so you can make do with it. Don't you know how to sew?"
If you can just sew a few stitches, you can make do for one day. The red dress that sister-in-law made for you will be delivered the day after tomorrow. "
Linglong got out of the water, dried her body, and wore this ugly and gaudy cloth. She breathed out from her nostrils. What kind of ugly flower is this? Too vulgar!
Fortunately, this piece of cloth is big enough, wrapped tightly, and tied with a knot.
I thought that if I stayed up all night cutting and sewing, I might be able to make a simple long dress, and I would make do with it tomorrow.
