On the way back to Cen Yin's Mansion, Lin Qiqi had no expression on her face. She sat on the side, looking out the window. Chen Yin occasionally asked her whether it was cold or if the car was too bumpy, but she didn't reply. When she arrived at the house, she was helped out of the car and walked into the gate of Cen Yin's house.
"Miss Qiqi is staying at my house for now. If you need anything, just ask me. Soon, we will be a family."
She looked at the furnishings in the mansion, which seemed to be somewhat similar to those in the Qingyuan Mansion, "Thank you, General." She was still used to calling him General, and she felt more at ease with the clouds around her taking care of him.
In the past few days, Chen Yin, in addition to dealing with military memorials inside and outside the court, stayed in the house and spent a lot of time sitting face to face with Lin Qiqi. He liked to observe this woman, and he found that she always brought him a lot of troubles. surprise. Lin Qiqi picked up the cup and poured tea again. In the small bamboo forest, the wind started to blow at some point, causing the hair on her forehead to flutter randomly. "General... how long do you plan to watch?" Lin Qiqi looked up leisurely, and the two of them Her eyes met. Her eyes were beautiful, clear in black and white, and contained undetectable wisdom. Seeing that he had no reaction, she could only laugh a few times, raising the corners of her mouth slightly.
"Has your mother ever said that when you smile, there is a small pear dimple on the left side of your face?" Chen Yin took a sip of tea, half-smiling but not smiling.
"No." She said lightly. Before she could hear what he said next, she had already stood up and left. This had been the case these days. She ignored the general. After all, she was just fighting for power. Tools, there is no need to pour in any so-called sincerity.
"General, I want to go back to my hometown in the next few days." Lin Qiqi turned around and just told him, not wanting him to reply. Chen Yin stood up, walked to her side, and held Lin Qiqi's hand, "Of course, you can do whatever you want. I won't restrain you. When you get tired, you will always have a home here."
At this time, the air was quiet, the wind seemed to have stopped blowing suddenly, and time seemed to have stopped. She blinked and smiled: "Thank you, General." She naturally took out her hand and left without looking back.
On the way back to Qingyuan Mansion, her heart was in turmoil and she could not calm down. The carriage arrived quickly, and Lin Qiqi got out of the car. When the guard at the door saw it was her, the look in his eyes changed again and again. She entered the house smoothly without any obstruction. He went straight back to his palace, took out the letter box from the box and stuffed it into his sleeve.
"came back?"
Lin Qiqi's body suddenly trembled. She turned around in response and saw Chen Yuan leaning at the door. She nodded, "Come back to get some things." As she was about to pass him and go out, her hand was suddenly held, and she felt a chill again. I struggled to free myself, but to no avail.
"I want to go back, you let me go." The sun shone unstintingly on his face, which was colorless and cold. "You're already here, why don't you leave without a cup of tea?" After all, she couldn't hold him back and was pulled along. Go sit down in the pavilion.
"When are you going to get married?" Chen Yuan poured tea, his voice low and hoarse with an unnoticeable choking, "The second prince is so concerned about my marriage?" Chen Yuan sneered, pressing the tip of his tongue against his upper teeth, as if nothing was wrong. Guan Ji looked like he was hanging high. After several cups of tea, the situation was still deadlocked. She stood up to leave, but he subconsciously wanted to stay. The hand that had originally been stretched out retracted and let it go down heavily. He couldn't keep it.
At some point, it started to rain lightly. When Lin Qiqiu returned to Cen Yin Mansion, it was raining heavily. She wrapped the letter box in her coat and ran in without waiting for the servant to hold an umbrella to pick it up. Ruyun quickly got up and fetched warm water, carefully wiped the rainwater on her face, and found clean clothes for her, "Miss, please warm some water for you to soak your body. Although it's not cold outside, But your clothes are wet, so don’t catch the cold."
Lin Qiqi touched the letter box with her hand, as if relieved for a moment, sighed softly, and then said slowly: "It doesn't matter."
The rain hit the window, the sound was muffled, and there was a slight moisture all around, like clouds. After warming up the hand stove, he continued: "The Seventh Prince has a beautiful tree facing the wind. He is gentle and elegant. It is a good thing for the young lady to marry him." Qi Qi looked down at her fingertips, which turned a little white, "The jade trees facing the wind are just scenery. A man of Machiavellian tactics is clever. People like him are not as simple as they appear..."
She didn't say anything else. Chen Yin's first impression on her was good, but because he appeared in front of his house that night, all his actions made Lin Qiqi feel that he was one of them who was taking advantage of her. She turned blue at the thought of marrying the seventh prince of the Chen Kingdom, whom she was not even familiar with, the much-anticipated general, in the near future. He was someone she didn't love, and she didn't even know what the future would look like. Whether it was death, disaster, or a redemption she had never experienced in this life or even in the previous life, she did not dare to think about it, nor did she dare to face it.
The night was dark, and the small bamboo forest was silent. Occasionally, I heard a few birds chirping, which were also very faint. The heavy rain gradually stopped, and the air sank, making people unable to breathe.
