Youshi, Lantian County, Qin Mansion, Qingxinyuan
Maotu walked into the room with a bowl of chicken soup, carefully glanced at Yang Zijun who was sitting in front of the desk, knocked on the door and said:
"Miss, I brought you a bowl of chicken soup in the kitchen. Can you drink some while it's hot?"
Hearing this, Yang Zijun put down the brush in his hand, stood up, took the soup bowl from Mao Tu and said:
"Well, thank you for your hard work, Maotu. It's been a busy day, and you're tired. Sit down and have a rest."
"Yes, miss."
Yang Zijun asked casually while sipping the chicken soup:
"By the way, has my mother come back from the young master's study?"
Maotu sat on the chair and replied:
"Well, Butler Xiao has come back and is in the room at the moment. Miss, do you want to go there soon?"
Yang Zijun hummed and stopped talking.
Maotu hesitated for a long time before finally asking:
"Miss, are you in a bad mood today?"
Yang Zijun looked up at Maotu and said:
"No, I'm not the same as usual. By the way, I'll sleep with my mother tonight. Can you go back to your room tonight?"
When Mao Tu heard this, his face fell instantly. He stood up and pulled Yang Zijun's sleeve, saying pitifully:
"Sir, how can you bear to let me stay alone in the empty room?"
The corner of Yang Zijun's mouth twitched, he pulled back his sleeves and said in a cold tone:
"Be patient."
...
a quarter of an hour later
After Xiao Changxi took a bath, she just entered the back room and saw her daughter sitting beside her bed.
Xiao Changxi walked to the bedside, sat down next to Yang Zijun, and asked:
"Zijun, why are you here? Do you have anything to do with your mother?"
Yang Zijun leaned forward, leaning against Xiao Changxi, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Mom, I want to sleep with you tonight."
Xiao Changxi looked at her daughter leaning in her arms, stroked Yang Zijun's long hair, and said:
"Okay, you go to bed first, and mom will get the candles."
Yang Zijun nodded after hearing this, then took off his shoes and went to bed.
A few moments,
After Xiao Changxi skillfully helped Yang Zijun tuck in the quilt, she blew out the candle and got into the quilt.
As the candles went out, the room fell into darkness. Yang Zijun felt Xiao Changxi's breathing and felt at ease.
Xiao Changxi did not ask Yang Zijun why she wanted to sleep with her tonight. Instead, as before, she stretched out her hand and patted Yang Zijun's quilt as if coaxing a child to sleep.
In the darkness, Yang Zijun bit his lips and hesitated for a long time before asking softly:
"Mom, what do you think our life would be like if he were still alive? Would it be..."
Xiao Changxi paused when she heard this, and after a while, she whispered:
"Zi Jun, mother knows that you feel wronged. It is mother who is sorry for you."
Upon hearing this, Yang Zijun quickly stood up, hugged Xiao Changxi and said:
"Mom, don't say that. My daughter just won't mention him."
After a pause, Yang Zijun continued:
"My daughter is just a little upset. Why did the man from the Li family steal my Yang family's world back then, and now the daughter of the Li family is here to steal the person I like?"
Xiao Changxi stiffened when she heard this, and emotions such as sadness, shame, and distress suddenly filled her heart. For a moment, she didn't know how to comfort her daughter.
Yang Zijun felt Xiao Changxi's body trembling and thought that her mother was frightened by her words, so she hurriedly said:
"Mom, don't be afraid. Daughter, let's just go to sleep."
When Xiao Changxi heard this, she felt even more guilty. After struggling in her heart for a long time, she finally made up her mind and said:
"Do you like him very much?"
After waiting for a long time without hearing her daughter's reply, Xiao Changxi realized that Yang Zijun had fallen asleep holding her in her arms at some point.
Xiao Changxi sighed softly and helped her daughter untie the quilt again. Looking at her sleeping daughter, she had no intention of sleeping anymore.
.....
At the end of the Youshi period, the small courtyard of Qin and Ming Dynasties
After washing, Xiao Qingwan leaned into Qin Ming's arms and asked with a frown:
"Sir, can I ask you a question?"
Qin Ming was a little confused when he saw Xiao Qingwan's serious look. He stretched out his hand to smooth Wan'er's brow and said:
"Why are you so serious? If you have anything to ask, just ask."
Xiao Qingwan blinked her beautiful peach blossom eyes and asked cautiously:
"Master, do you like Sister Yuechan?"
Qin Ming became even more confused when he heard this. Xiao Changxi had also asked this question before, why did everyone in the house think that he liked Yuechan?
Seeing that Qin Ming was silent, Xiao Qingwan continued:
"Sister Yuechan is tall and beautiful. It's normal for the young master to like her. But, young master, you and the princess are engaged. What should you do if the princess knows that you have fallen in love with sister Yuechan?"
Qin Ming sweated profusely when he heard this. He rubbed Xiao Qingwan's head and said:
"Why do you think I like Yuechan?"
Xiao Qingwan heard this and said without thinking:
"Young Master, you can't hide it from Wan'er. Wan'er saw with her own eyes that the young master gave Madam Yuechan a small box of gifts this afternoon."
When Qin Ming heard this, he suddenly realized that in the Tang Dynasty, men would only give gifts to women when they expressed their love. This was what Qin Ming knew the last time he gave Yuechan cakes.
Qin Ming's thoughts wandered for a while, then he reached out and tapped Xiao Qingwan's forehead and said:
"You, you, your eyes are the only one in this whole house. That box is not for Yuechan, I asked him to give it to Princess Yuzhang."
Xiao Qingwan felt a little sad when she heard this. She glanced at Qin Ming secretly and said:
"Princess Yuzhang? The future mistress?"
Qin Ming hummed. The reason why he gave the dice and the poem to Princess Yuzhang was mainly to cultivate a relationship in advance. After all, his marriage contract was made by the eldest grandson himself. Unless he committed something wrong or left the Tang Dynasty, , otherwise this marriage would basically not be possible.
In this case, of course, we must cultivate a relationship with Princess Yuzhang in advance. After all, no one wants to live with someone who does not love him or herself.
What's more, Princess Yuzhang is also very good-looking. She looks like a pretty loli. I believe she will become a great beauty in a few years, and she is a noble princess. Qin Ming is naturally very willing to do so.
Okay, I won’t explain it. In fact, the main reason is that Qin Ming likes beautiful women. Now that we have come to ancient times, which man can refuse three wives and four concubines?
Which man can refuse the opportunity to be a "scumbag" in an upright manner? Maybe someone can, but Qin Ming can't do it. He originally wanted to marry a bunch of wives. Otherwise, how could he still be with Xiao Changxi after having a sweet girl like Qingwan?
So, since he didn't have a chance to chat with Princess Yuzhang today, after much thought, he could only write this short poem to Princess Yuzhang. The purpose was also very simple, just to impress the little princess's heart with a love poem, even if it couldn't be moved. , it’s better to plant a seed first.
Thinking that he still didn't understand Princess Yuzhang's temperament, he asked:
"By the way, the young master also wants to ask you. You have been staying with Qingxinyuan in the afternoon. What do you think of Princess Yuzhang?"
Xiao Qingwan shrank into Qin Ming's arms and said:
"Wan'er, how can a maid evaluate the future mistress? If the mistress finds out about this in the future, she will have to kick the little girl out of the house. Master, please don't make things difficult for your maid."
Qin Ming saw Qingwan's shrinking look and temporarily suppressed his curiosity about his future wife. After all, Princess Yuzhang only had the possibility of becoming his wife, but the Qingwan in front of him was the one who had been accompanying him since his rebirth.
If he were asked to choose between Qingwan and Princess Yuzhang, he would definitely choose Xiao Qingwan without hesitation.
Seeing Xiao Qingwan's appearance at this time, he couldn't help but feel guilty and distressed. He put his arms around Xiao Qingwan's slender waist, stroked her smooth back twice, and then asked softly:
"Wan'er, are you afraid of her?"
Xiao Qingwan hesitated for a moment and nodded lightly. Although Xiao Qingwan is very smart, she has a low status after all. When she thinks that the future mistress is a noble person like Princess Yuzhang, she has a natural sense of crisis.
It was okay before Li Shimin's identity was made public in the past. With this disclosure, the sense of crisis has become stronger. It is difficult for her to be as indifferent to the identities of several princesses as her cousin and Yao Xianzi.
Seeing this, Qin Ming stretched out his hand to drag Xiao Qingwan's body so that her eyes could be level with his.
Then Qin Ming took Xiao Qingwan's little hand and pressed it on his chest, looked into Xiao Qingwan's eyes, and said seriously:
"In my heart, Wan'er is one of the most important people in my life. I will never forget that you were always by my side when I was alone. So! No one can let you in this life. Leave me, even if you are the emperor."
When Xiao Qingwan heard this, her peach blossom eyes instantly turned red, and soon she said with tears in her eyes:
"Really?"
Qin Ming nodded and said:
"Really, I could swear..."
Xiao Qingwan smiled happily when she heard this. She hugged Qin Ming's neck and kissed him.
That night, Si She hated her sensitive hearing. Even if she covered it with a pillow, there was always a voice in her mind shouting
"..Mr..son, don't...ah...wan...er...".
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