what is the answer?
If the meaning is unclear, wouldn't it be possible to think of it any way?
Chu Nanfeng's jawline was tense, a cold emotion flashed in his eyes, and his tone was very calm: "Eat breakfast first, and then I will pack things."
Lin Qingge: "...Actually, it's easier for me to move. I don't have much anyway."
When the Lin family asked her to marry as a substitute, they basically regarded her as a scapegoat, so naturally they would not prepare any decent dowry.
So basically all her things were purchased at the General's Mansion.
It was indeed more suitable for her to leave than for him to move out of the compound where he had lived for more than twenty years.
He didn't hesitate to say, "We've already talked about it."
After saying that, without giving her a chance to speak again, he arranged for someone to go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
Lin Qingge stood in the yard, watching the yellow leaves flying, and suddenly remembered a sentence——
Is the departure of the leaves the pursuit of the wind or the unwillingness of the tree to retain it?
Breakfast consisted of porridge, a few exquisite side dishes, and cute custard buns. He arranged for the kitchen to make them based on her instructions.
His displeasure contrasts sharply with his meticulous arrangements.
He always eats faster than her, and today he had no intention of waiting for her. After eating, he arranged for the housekeeper to clean up Xiyuan, which is closest to Qingzhuyuan. And he went into the bedroom and packed his things.
Lin Qingge suddenly felt that he couldn't wait to move away.
The thought appeared, and her heart was filled with dense needle-like pain. She really had no conscience.
After eating, she walked into the bedroom and saw the man arranging clothes. And next to his clothes is her bellyband...
There were a lot of her clothes in the box, and when he picked up his own clothes, he inevitably touched them, adding an indescribable ambiguity.
She glanced at it and her face felt hot unconsciously, but when she looked at him again, she found that he didn't pay attention at all.
After a moment of silence, she whispered: "Is there anything you need me to clean up for you? But it doesn't need to be too detailed. Anyway, you can come back and get it anytime..."
The movements of his hands did not pause for a moment because of her appearance, and his tone was indifferent and his emotions could not be heard: "On weekdays, there is nothing special needed for marching and fighting. As long as I have two sets of changes of clothes, it will not disturb you. .”
Lin Qingge: "..."
It was obvious that his expression was dull, and his whole person even showed an indifferent mood, but she just thought his words were very yin and yang?
Chu Nanfeng never looked at her. He seemed to feel that she had been standing nearby, so he spoke: "Xiyuan needs time to pack things. You can go out for a walk. After packing, I will leave."
She wanted to say that she was not in a hurry to drive him away, but what if she didn't?
She closed her eyes and sighed silently: "Don't be like this, Chu Nanfeng, this is your home."
She was like a dove occupying a magpie's nest, embarrassed and helpless, and unable to talk about anything.
The movement of the man's hand finally paused, and then he slowly raised his eyes to look at her, his eyebrows gentle: "A place with company is a home, and a place with only people is just a house."
Lin Qingge was shocked and wanted to see the expression on his face clearly, but he looked down at the thing in his hand again.
His words... were so sad and full of helplessness in the evening breeze.
She opened her mouth, but chose to walk out of the bedroom.
However, she did not leave the courtyard, but sat under the corridor and looked at the gloomy sky.
About an hour later, the housekeeper reported that Xiyuan had been packed up, and Chu Nanfeng walked out with a small bundle.
Lin Qingge saw the door opened and stood up.
He nodded slightly at her and walked out, and she followed.
He didn't speak, he just naturally slowed down and walked alongside her, and she didn't speak either.
It's not that I don't want to speak out, it's that I don't know what to say.
Xiyuan was kept clean and tidy, and the bedding was replaced with new ones.
Chu Nanfeng and Lin Qingge walked in, and the butler immediately offered two cups of tea: "General, young lady, take a look and see if there is anything else missing. Go buy it now."
Chu Nanfeng waved his hand: "You go down first."
"Hey, if there's anything you need, General and Madam, I'll give you more instructions."
Lin Qingge nodded and smiled, without saying anything. He just gave Luo Qing a look and they withdrew.
As they left, the lively courtyard seemed to suddenly become quiet, and only Chu Nanfeng and Lin Qingge were left in the room.
Lin Qingge looked at him: "If you feel uncomfortable, you can change it at any time."
He picked up the hot tea and took a sip: "I'm used to marching and fighting, eating and sleeping in the open, so this is nothing."
"Remember not to touch the water with the wounds on your body. Have them checked on time to make sure nothing goes wrong."
"Don't worry, it's all trivial. But you, don't always sleep on something soft at night."
"I used to be alone, and now there's no problem."
Chu Nanfeng narrowed his eyes, with a hidden undercurrent in his eyes: "The matter of Grandma Liu has basically been investigated, but now the only people who can deal with it are the jailers and the people who did it..."
Before he finished speaking, she interrupted him: "I understand, you can be busy, I'll go back first."
She stood up and walked out. He stared at her back and didn't call her out.
Aunt Liu's real problem is her inner knot.
Zhou Chenghan said it on the day of the accident.
Yesterday, Su Yunting also mentioned it.
The jailer and the person who did it can be found out with a little effort. But the Lin family, the mastermind behind the scenes, is the real thorn in the side. She minded, but he couldn't touch them now. She herself doesn't have that ability for the time being.
More importantly, what she couldn't pass was the test in her heart.
Aunt Liu's death was due to her reluctance to leave him and their threat and intimidation to her.
In the final analysis, it was not him that she could not face, but herself.
If she had left him earlier, none of this would have happened.
Now... no matter who is behind it, since it has been done, there will be no less threats every step of the way.
Lin Qingge is not the Virgin, and she doesn't care about the life or death of people who have nothing to do with her. But if everyone around her gets into trouble because of her so-called love, she really can't stand it.
By the end, she might even break down.
Chu Nanfeng's fingers holding the tea cup slowly tightened, and the gloomy emotions in his eyes were no longer suppressed, with a fierceness like a storm.
Since the other party has declared war, there is no possibility for him to sit still and wait for death.
If you dare to touch his woman, you should think clearly about the consequences.
He put down the tea cup, stood up and walked out of the unfamiliar courtyard. He looked up at the gloomy sky and strode towards Songhe Garden.
Mrs. Chu saw him coming in, and her loving eyes flashed with distress: "Nan Feng, come in and sit down. Are you here at this time because of Qing Ge's affairs?"
Normally, he is not dealing with military affairs at this time.
The young and handsome man's dark eyes were like the eye of a storm, extremely calm, yet filled with endless darkness. He usually reported good news but not bad news, and talked about innocuous things with Mrs. Chu.
Wanting to mention the matter of Aunt Liu, he moved his mouth and said: "Grandma, she and I have divided the courtyard. Is she determined to leave?"
