That night, Linglong dreamed of her father, emperor and mother. They were much older and looked for her anxiously.
The queen's eyes were red from crying.
She wanted to say anxiously, her daughter is here, her daughter is here!
But they couldn't hear her. No matter how loud she shouted, they were still immersed in sadness.
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Linglong cried and lamented, "Father, Queen...why can't you see my son..."
Qingshan stared at her wrinkled little face for a long time, hesitating whether to wake her up.
She murmured, "May my father, the Queen, and my mother be healthy and prosperous. My sons and ministers are unfilial and cannot fulfill their filial piety under my knees." She stood up and sat up.
When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was no longer a dream.
With a pale face, Qingshan took her in his arms, kissed her forehead, "Good wife, don't be wronged. I will definitely catch the pangolins. Although it will take a few years to go out, at least there is a deadline, and I can still see them sooner or later." of."
After hearing this, Linglong threw herself into Qingshan's arms and made his clothes wet with tears.
The bellyband only covers the front, leaving the back almost bare.
In the past few days, Linglong wore a bellyband and slept in the same bed as Qingshan, usually covered with a quilt.
Suddenly her whole back was exposed in front of him, and he didn't know how to start. He wanted to pat her back to comfort her, but he didn't dare to touch it at this time.
Linglong frowned and looked up at him, coaxing her every time she cried, why are you so wooden today?
She took Qingshan's hand and put it on her head, letting Qingshan coax her.
Qingshan rubbed her long hair dumbfounded, "Don't cry anymore... I am here, and I will accompany you. When a way out is found, I will send you back to see them."
"When the time comes, you will come with me to Yucheng and be my consort, okay?"
She blushed and got under Qingshan's neck, her long eyelashes flickering against Qingshan's skin. My nervous palms were sweating.
Qingshan dared to say something bad, so she cried loudly to him.
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Qingshan's heart warmed up, and she went back to be a princess, and she still thought about taking him with her to make him his consort.
This little beauty is a little beauty with a conscience.
"I listen to you. If you tell me to get out, I will get out. If you ask me to stay with you, I will stay with you."
Linglong pulled his hand onto his bare back and said, "I won't let you get out. How can I let you get out? Hold tight."
Qingshan's hands became erratic, and he couldn't help but kiss her.
The small person made a charming sound.
His palms gradually climbed along the gaps in the fabric, and soon disappeared under his bellyband.
Linglong squinted her eyes intoxicated, trembling a little, and was so nervous that she was sweating.
Qingshan just rubbed it gently, and touched the colorful rope on his waist with his other hand. Linglong stopped and pushed him with her legs.
Pulling away from each other, he looked at her red face and scolded her softly, "You seduced me so early in the morning? Are you not happy now?"
Linglong covered her face and immediately retorted, "Who seduced you?"
The flush on Qingshan's face has not faded yet. "Am I continuing?"
Linglong's obsession awakened, and she knew that the next step would be out of control, so she said firmly, "No, absolutely not!"
He knew that she would not agree, and soon she threatened her with death. If she continued, he would be the one who felt uncomfortable.
He snorted and got up to cook with a bad expression.
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Linglong huddled under the quilt, thinking whether it would be shameful and shameful to get married before getting married.
But she already likes Qingshan.
She wants to be Qingshan's wife.
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She twisted her quilt and bit her lip and thought for a long time but could not make up her mind.
If she gets pregnant out of wedlock, wouldn't she be criticized until death?
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She didn't know that everyone in the village agreed that the two of them were already married.
No one thought that they would perform the wedding ceremony at all, and thought that the young couple would just live their lives like this.
She is the only one who foolishly sticks to her reputation as an innocent girl.
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However, in her concept, how could her life be without a wedding and without the evidence of three matchmakers and six betrothals?
If she can't leave, or can't leave until many years later, she will also have a wedding in the village.
Even if you like Qingshan, even if you are determined to marry him.
For her, getting pregnant out of wedlock is still a difficult thing to deal with.
She shook her mushy head, no, she still had to pay attention to her sense of propriety, how could she really become a village woman who didn't know etiquette.
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The two finished breakfast in silence.
Qingshan went out of space to look for traces of pangolins.
Linglong is taking care of the flowers and plants in the space and writing.
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In the afternoon, Qingshan came back and reported the progress: "I found a row of footprints, huddled in a small stone cave. No one can get in. This thing hides day and night, so I have to squat at night."
Linglong nodded and saw snowflakes on his shoulders, "Is it snowing again?"
"Yes, the snow is quite heavy and dense this time. Try to catch it in one fell swoop tonight, and you have to go back tomorrow morning, otherwise you won't be able to go down the mountain when the snow is thick."
Qingshan was busy cooking, so she sat obediently on the stool and waited.
Linglong said, "Then you should wear more clothes. It's snowing and it will definitely get colder."
Qingshan hummed.
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I don’t talk much today. Firstly, I’m tired on my body, and secondly… I’m tired on my body.
A hunter who was dissatisfied with his request was frantically eating rice porridge in his mouth.
Sighing deeply, if he keeps going up and down like this, he will die of discomfort. What kind of torture is this?
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Linglong pulled his hand and looked at him with aggrieved eyes, "What's wrong with you?"
Qingshan immediately put on a smile and said, "It's okay, just take a rest and you'll be fine."
He would not tell Linglong about his discomfort. In his heart, his little beauty was only responsible for being comfortable and happy. How could she listen to all the suffering and troubles?
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Qingshan rubbed her little hand, "You should rest more at home and squint for a while in the afternoon. Don't just be busy writing, which will tire your hands and eyes."
Linglong didn't seem to be angry when she saw that he cared so much about her.
She held Qingshan's hand and said, "If you can't catch it, forget it. Don't force it. It's cold. If you really stay here all night, you will freeze to death."
Qingshan chuckled, "What are you afraid of? You have copper skin and iron bones."
The more reluctant she was to let him suffer, the more he had to fulfill her wish, and he was bound to get it tonight.
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After Qingshan was full, he rested for an hour, put on his thick coat, and set off again at dusk.
It was night in a flash.
The space feels like spring all year round, and Linglong is wearing a red dress.
She leaned on the pillow, thinking that she would not take off her long skirt tonight, so as not to be as passionate about each other as they were in the morning.
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Linglong counted the time, keeping her heart in mind, so cold, for a passage that she didn't know how long it would take to get through.
For a little animal that doesn't even know if it can make a tunnel.
She was heartbroken to let Qingshan lie in the snow all night.
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She even wanted to say, forget it, stop arresting her.
However, if she forgets it, let alone seven or eight years, she may not have the chance to see her parents again in this life.
She selfishly held back.
Let Qingshan squat in the cold and snow.
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Another two hours passed, and it was already past midnight.
This was probably the coldest time of the day, and she couldn't lie down.
Walking around anxiously on the ground, why hasn't Qingshan come back yet?
It's time, if you can't catch it, just give up. Why haven't you come back?
Did you encounter some wild beast?
She was anxious, pushed open the door to the yard, held a candle and looked at the sky.
In fact, she couldn't see anything, but she felt restless in her heart, always feeling that something was going to happen.
