The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

"But……"

"No but, the throne belongs to Xiaochen, no one can take it away. Don't be afraid, I have everything."

Si Qianling didn't know how she had coaxed him, but by some strange combination of circumstances, he was deceived into losing his heart and fell into despair following her words.

But he is very clear about his current intentions, there is no use, only sincerity.

Both of them had never been taught about love and had no idea about it.

Si Qianling was only thirteen years old when his biological father passed away, and was not yet old enough to teach men and women.

Su Qiruo left Beijing at a young age and fought on the battlefield for four years. After this year, she was only seventeen years old.

But even though she didn't understand, she also knew what respect was.

When the two of them are together, even the most intimate action is just hugging and kissing, and there will be no other out-of-bounds actions.

"Tomorrow we will go to the town to buy some rice and noodles. Seeing that autumn is approaching, we will cut two sets of clothes for the family."

At night, Su Qiruo put Si Qianchen to sleep and then sneaked into Si Qianling's bedroom.

What she must do every night now is to coax the little one to sleep first, then go to coax the older one, and then go back after the older one goes to sleep.

Si Qianling leaned on Su Qiruo's shoulder, still trying hard to practice the hairpins that he learned from Yao Xiaolin during the day.

"Is it just the two of us?"

Su Qiruo stroked Si Qianling's long hair, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Well, I have a lot to buy tomorrow, so I won't take Xiaochen with me. I'll just bring her back some snacks then."

It would be too inconvenient to buy so many things with a child, and Su Qiruo was also worried about meeting people from Western Qin. If there were only two of her and Si Qianling, it would be easy to escape even if they were discovered.

Si Qianling seemed to have thought of those people and said hurriedly: "Okay, let Amu stay at home and watch her!"

Su Qiruo's eyes fell on the thin callus of Si Qianling's index finger, and she trembled slightly.

She was supposed to be a delicate flower raised in the royal family, but now she had to cook like an ordinary man in order to survive.

It would be okay if he had been doing those things since he was a child, just like those brothers in the village, but he happened to be born in a wealthy family, and he ended up like this after encountering changes. If it were not for his perseverance, ordinary people would not be able to survive long ago.

Touching his finger gently, Su Qiruo discussed with Si Qianling: "Shall I send a servant from the capital to serve you?"

After all, Ying Jiu was just a secret guard. He was okay at killing people, but he was really bad at serving people.

Besides, using secret guards as servants to serve people is overkill.

Si Qianling tilted his head and looked at her, and said seriously: "Since you don't want others to discover your hiding place, you shouldn't always contact the capital. We don't have anything to do on weekdays. If you don't even have to do these things at home, If you don’t even let me do it, then won’t I have to get sick in my spare time?”

He was no longer the prince who needed others to take care of him. Even when he and Si Qianchen were alone, Si Qianchen never went hungry.

Even if he only had a handful of thick flour, he could still make a thick flour pancake for his sister.

"You're right, but I feel sorry for you."

Si Qianling looked at the place where Su Qiruo's fingers were rubbing, and then noticed that his hands were already rough. He was startled for a moment, then smiled in relief.

I saw him holding Su Qiruo's hand back, his fingers gently touching the cocoon on her palm.

"Sister, these cocoons are here to protect the people, and I am proud of them. These cocoons of mine are here to protect myself and the lives of important people, and I am also proud."

Su Qiruo didn't expect to hear the young man say this, her heart couldn't help but feel warm, and she hugged him tighter.

"Xiao Ling, do you believe in fate?"

"I never believe in fate, only in cause and effect."

It was the cause that he saved her in the first place, and it was the result that she now protects and loves him.

Therefore, Si Qingming's murder of his mother, the emperor, and his father was the cause, and the result must be blood debt repayment with blood. He will wait for that day to come.

"Okay, go to sleep, we have to get up early tomorrow."

Su Qiruo placed a kiss on the young man's fair forehead, took the lock of hair in his hand, patted it gently and coaxed.

Si Qianling hugged Su Qiruo's waist sideways. After closing his eyes, he finally no longer had to worry about dreaming about those killings and blood.

It seemed that after she moved here, he rarely had nightmares anymore.

The night was hazy, and the boy's shallow breathing could be heard.

Su Qiruo got out of bed quietly, straightened the curtains for him to prevent mosquitoes from getting in, and then left quietly.

Even though it was night, the chirping of insects was noisier than during the day.

Occasionally, the night breeze blows by, which makes people feel a little more energetic.

The secret guard hiding in the tree saw his master coming out of the master's bedroom and entering his own bedroom in a familiar way. Then he closed his eyes and listened carefully to the sounds around him with his ears.

They had long been accustomed to their master being like this, and everyone in the whole courtyard knew about it except Si Qianchen, the little kid.

The rooster crows at dawn and the village is still silent, but white mist is already rising from the chimney in the courtyard.

Amu was fetching water from the big vat, and Su Qiruo said to her, "Xiaoling and I are going out. You stay at home and look after Xiaochen today. Don't delay reading or practicing martial arts."

"Yes, master."

Amu agreed happily. She and Miss Si had been getting along very well these days, and she liked the child very much.

If the master marries Mr. Si in the future, then Miss Si will be half their master, and everyone in Prince Zhan's palace should take good care of her.

Su Qiruo baked a few egg pancakes and cooked a pot of mixed rice porridge. She cooked an egg for each person and paired it with the pickles that Yao Xiaolin sent that day. The breakfast was very light.

There is also a bowl of steamed egg custard in the pot, which is for Si Qianchen, so she can eat it when she wakes up.

As for the things raised at home, Su Qiruo and Si Qianling don't have to worry about them, there are people to take care of them.

Su Qiruo personally put on makeup for Si Qianling, and the two of them put on ordinary coarse cloth clothes, with only a wooden hairpin on their heads, which suited their current attire.

"Don't be too straight when you walk, you don't look like a villager."

Si Qianling followed Su Qiruo and didn't forget to remind her.

Su Qiruo obediently slumped down and became a little shorter. When she turned around and saw Si Qianling smiling, her eyebrows were crescent and the corners of her mouth could not help but raise.

After leaving the village, the two of them walked side by side, holding hands tightly under their sleeves.

With her around, he seemed to be afraid of nothing.

Because he no longer had so many worries, Si Qianling was in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery on both sides of the road.

When Su Qiruo went out, she packed a handful of dates for Si Qianling. She handed him one and then another, and he ate them happily.

"If you like it, I will go to the mountain to pick some back tomorrow. There are still many more."

"Then I want to go with you."

"Okay, I'll take you with me."

……

There was laughter and laughter all the way, and the young man's character was finally revealed.

After walking more than half the distance, Si Qianling's steps slowed down significantly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. (End of chapter)