Dressed as the evil daughter-in-law of a peasant family, the general becomes the darling of her hand

Fang Qingrou's face was close to his, and her pounding heartbeat gradually synchronized with her own, as if the two hearts had become one, indistinguishable from each other.

"I'm afraid we won't be able to see each other again for a long time now." Song Xingzhi's words were filled with reluctance and even a hint of coquettishness.

Fang Qingrou never thought that she was a hypocritical person, but at this moment, her nose was sore because of Song Xingzhi's words, and she didn't want to leave him.

For the first time in two lives, I experienced the feeling of being in love. I just wanted to be together every day. This should be the legendary love.

"I will take good care of my parents and Brother Quan and wait for you to come back."

Fang Qingrou's words were gentle and gentle, and every note tickled Song Xingzhi's heart.

He let go of Fang Qingrou and looked at her with burning eyes, as if he was fascinated. Fang Qingrou could always easily make him confused. He leaned down and approached her slowly. Every time he came close to her, his heart would beat very fast, and even breathing would be difficult.

The lips slowly came together, and Fang Qingrou felt the other person tremble, which was unspoken and uncontrollable. After a gentle kiss, Song Xingzhi left Fang Qingrou's lips and saw that her eyes were misty and moist, her face was flushed, and her lips were slightly opened due to surprise, revealing the tip of her fresh and moist tongue. Pure and charming, that endearing look made him couldn't help lowering his head to hold her lips in his mouth again, and then gently wrapped around the tip of her tongue. She trembled slightly to accept his love, and her eyes slowly closed. Go up and take the initiative to deepen the kiss.

Fang Qingrou and the others kissed for a long time, until she felt the pain in her lips, she stopped unilaterally.

When the two of them separated, Fang Qingrou's lips turned red and swollen.

Song Xingzhi's breathing was a little messy, "When I come back, let's get married, okay?"

Fang Qingrou raised her head and glanced at him, "You want to marry me so easily? What a beautiful idea!"

Song Xingzhi's doting smile couldn't stop flowing out, "Then I'll keep working hard."

The second son of Prince Pingchang is getting married soon, and Qian has left all purchasing matters to Rong Yan. On the one hand, he wants to suppress Rong Yan's arrogance, and on the other hand, he wants to show everyone in Kyoto that he, Rong Yan, only rations himself. My son is a servant!

The subjects who grew up under the emperor's feet were not ignorant. Naturally, they could see Qian's intentions and secretly lamented that Rong Yan, the prince, was a useless person.

In the private room of Xishan Hall, Rong Qi was so angry that he couldn't eat. Gongsun Luyi, who usually didn't like to talk softly, had a rare chance to coax him up. "Don't be angry. Eat well. If you're angry, why don't you have to take care of your health? As the saying goes, it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Let's make that old woman happy first. The one who laughs last is the one who counts!"

Fang Qingrou came in, "Your Majesty, the things you asked for have been put on the carriage for you."

"Thank you."

Fang Qingrou shook her head, "You're welcome, you also helped me make a fortune from the palace."

Rong Qi tugged on Gongsun Luyi's sleeve and winked at him, "Luyi, can you accompany me to see the street scene?"

Gongsun Luyi rolled her eyes at him and had to give him face. She stood up and followed him out.

Only Rong Yan and Fang Qingrou were left in the room, and the atmosphere became awkward and subtle.

"You said you were going to Jiangnan with Miss Gongsun?" Rong Yan was the first to break the silence.

Fang Qingrou nodded, "Go and have a look."

"Well, it's a long way to go. General Song will go on an expedition at the end of the month, but do you have anyone left by your side?"

"Yeah." Fang Qingrou nodded. "Do I really have no chance?" Rong Yan's voice was very soft, and his pitiful words were heart-wrenching, but Fang Qingrou was not among those who were heart-wrenching.

"Prince Rong, I remember telling you a long time ago that the difference between us is too great. Even if we get together, we may not have good results. What's more, you should understand that I don't like you."

Rong Yan chuckled, "I know."

"Actually, I've wanted to make it clear to you for a long time. You may be attracted by my face, or you may be curious about me because of the freshness of the things I sell. But no matter how you think about it, that's not the case. Really like it." Fang Qingrou said, "Actually, I can't say what it means to like him. I just think of him immediately when there is something good. When it's cold or hot, I will immediately care about whether he is warm or not. He will be a good person. I always think of him inexplicably when I'm alone, and I feel happy for a long time. Even if I want to stay by his side, even if I do nothing, I won't feel bored."

"Would General Song make you feel this way?"

Fang Qingrou answered without hesitation, "Yes."

"In the coldest month of winter, he traveled to two places because of my words, just to let me eat fresh vegetables. He only packed the gift in a small box without telling me the value of the gift. He didn't care about himself when I was in danger. An Wei is looking for medicine for me... Everything he does is silent, and he never makes a big deal about it. Only the two of us know about it." Fang Qingrou chuckled, "Maybe these things are trivial, and they don't mean anything to you. To put it bluntly, There is no reason to like someone, it is all fate arranged by God."

Rong Yan nodded, trying to cover up the disappointment in his eyes with a smile, "I understand."

"I haven't touched the things you gave me before. I'm just waiting to return them to you one day. I'll ask Xiaohua to go back and get them later."

Rong Yan waved his hand, "No, just think of it as a gift from me to you two."

Rong Yan raised his eyes and met Shang Qingrou's gaze, "If General Song had not appeared, would you have married me?"

"I don't think so. I'm just a commoner, but you are a nobleman. I will never be a concubine."

"You should understand that I will never let you be my concubine!"

"Are you in charge?"

Fang Qingrou's words made Rong Yan speechless for a moment. Yes, he couldn't make the decision at all in his current situation.

"Your Majesty, when you meet that destined girl in the future, I think your life will be in your own hands by then."

Rong Yan smiled slightly, "Yes, at that time, no one could continue to influence me."

This seems to be an answer to Fang Qingrou, but more like an oath from Rong Yan. Let's see.

Song Xingzhi found out that Fang Qingrou and Rong Yan were talking alone in the private room. The jealousy in his heart was overturned, and he was so sour that he couldn't sit still.

When they arrived at Fang Qingrou's yard, Fang Qingrou had just wrung out her hair and was combing it with the comb given by Rong Yan. She has been attracted to this comb for a long time and has never dared to use it. This time Rong Yan said that it was a love gift for her and Song Xingzhi. If she didn't take it out and use it, when would she use it again?

"Why are you here so late?"

"Did you enjoy chatting with Prince Rong today?"

Song Xingzhi's resentful voice made Fang Qingrou laugh out loud, "Oh, our baby is jealous."

Song Xingzhi let her stand up and hugged her waist. Although she still looked unhappy on her face, she was already happy in her heart.

"Don't be angry, I just made it clear to him that I like you!" (End of Chapter)