Young man, please stay

Chapter 237 Scumbag
Although in the eyes of Gu Jin and someone, Su Yinping's words and deeds on the surface were always a bit silly, and those stubborn spots also deepened her stereotype of being dull.

But even Gu Jin and someone knew that as the princess of Qingli Princess and the sister of the current empress, Su Yinping was actually a very smart woman.

She's not stupid, nor is she slow in her reactions.

But at this moment, Su Yinping really hoped that he wouldn't be so smart or so sharp.

In that case, she would not have immediately smelled the scent of another woman on the shoulder of her [boyfriend] who had reunited after a long separation, nor would she have immediately recognized that this scent belonged to her sister.

Not to mention that Qin Lang would not quickly connect many things while holding him in his arms and whispering his thoughts in a low voice.

My sister suddenly went into seclusion for a long time...

Gu Jin’s outing…

Yangzhou…

Su Yinping admits that her association may be a little too bold.

"Yin Ping, I..."

[Hey, how long did it take for Senju-sama to come back? He has never been out for a long time before...]

……

In fact, as early as on the way to the capital, Qin Lang had already thought about how he would tell Su Yinping about his journey these days.

Of course, even if this guess was true, Su Yinping told herself at that moment that there must be some complicated and irresistible reason.

Therefore, Su Yinping had actually endured a large part of the confusion, sourness and sadness that surged from the bottom of his heart.

Until now, until now.

At this moment, Qin Lang miraculously discovered that his breathing was somewhat stagnant.

"Qin Lang... why do you smell like my sister..."

He even imagined that if he and Su Yupan appeared in front of Su Yinping, when Su Nuxia was shocked and speechless, how he would smile and embrace her warm body, how he would tenderly hug her. While comforting her, explain briefly to her to calm her down.

She is the princess of Qingli Princess and is not young anymore, so Su Yinping feels that she is not worthy of being a girl who can cry desperately just because her boyfriend smells like another woman.

……

There were a lot of bits and pieces that the maids around her found out. In fact, Su Yinping had deliberately not thought too much about them or taken them seriously.

But even so, the remaining small part still turned into tears that couldn't stop flowing out.

[Madam, there is news from Yangzhou that someone like Qin Shaoxia has appeared... um... said he is with a woman in red clothes...]

……

[Madam, Madam, I heard Myolie say today that the Holy Spirit’s retreat may be...]

That is to say, "While I am thinking about someone day and night, and suffering from loneliness, the other person is staying with my sister."

[Oh, madam, you should eat something. The news yesterday was not yet certain. I believe Qin Shaoxia will not be so casual...]

But when I think about it carefully, are these associations really made in an instant just because of my intelligence?

Those untrue, hearsay details seemed to gather together uncontrollably with the breath on Qin Lang's shoulders as the center, making the bold guess in Su Yinping's mind even stronger.

But actually when facing this moment, everything is different.

Qin Lang's hands were indeed hugging the princess's waist, but her body was not warm at all, only slightly trembling and cold.

In the plan, a bunch of words "Listen to me and explain slowly" suddenly stuck in Qin Lang's throat when her pair of absent-minded almond eyes stared blankly.

Tsk…

It was clear that a good explanation would be enough, why could I suddenly not say it...?
Is it because of...that inexplicable guilty conscience?
This guilty conscience had appeared just now, when Qin Lang was hugged by the princess, but mistakenly thought he was the empress.

Really reliable...

Obviously I didn't do anything...

He liked both the empress and the princess from the bottom of his heart. He was not afraid of the shadows, but he felt guilty...

The dignified Young Master Qin has always liked more than one girl from the beginning and dared to admit it. Has he lost his self-confidence now?
"call…"

This was not going to work. Qin Lang took a deep breath, put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, and smiled at the princess with pear blossoms and rain in front of him:
"Yin Ping, a lot of things have really happened since we separated in Qingzhou... You look haggard. Eat some food first. After eating, I will slowly..."

"How long…"

"Eh? What...how long?"

"Yupan... how long have she been with you..."

"She... uh... she and I just met by chance two or three months ago near Yangzhou. Before that, I had been in Jingzhou with Nan Lingyue... cough! cough cough..."

It was broken. You knew it was broken as soon as you exported it, but it was too late.

Qin Lang suddenly coughed, but it could not offset the princess who was at the most sensitive and delicate moment of her mind.

"Who is Nan Lingyue..."

"She...she...it's a long story..."

There is a reason why some things should be said slowly.

"Yin Ping, sit down and listen to me tell you bit by bit."

"Don't you want me to eat..."

"This..." Qin Lang was very confused in his heart.

According to his standards and the current situation, to be honest, he thinks that the meal can be eaten later, but the words must be spoken now.

But the palm of his hand pressed Su Yinping's slightly thin waist again, and Qin Lang's heart felt soft. After all, he still couldn't care about arguing with himself first. After all, his girlfriend's body was the most important thing.

"Yinpingren is waiting. I'll bring you the food first."

"do not want!"

Qin Lang stood up and left, but Su Yinping's pupils trembled and shrank for an instant. As his waist was empty, his heart felt empty. Almost as an instinctive reaction, he grabbed Qin Lang's belt and hugged him tightly again. Got him.

What other woman, what sister smells like...

As soon as his figure disappeared from her sight, the princess put all these things behind her mind, and the crying that she had just suppressed suddenly dispersed like a collapse:
"Where are you going again...where are you going again!"

"I…"

"Asshole! Qin Lang, you bastard! Wuwu..."

"..."

This time, Qin Lang didn't dare to say anything.

He came back silently, returned to the field of vision of the woman who was as bright and lovely as the little sun, and silently allowed her to vent all the grievances and heartaches she had felt over the past few days like a dam.

No matter how much she scratched and scratched on his back, no matter how much she beat and beat on his chest, Qin Lang was no longer willing to show any discomfort.

……

Just like that, until the crying finally subsided, Qin Lang's clothes were soaked, and the princess was crying and she really had no strength, Qin Lang was finally able to push her away slightly.

"You see you cry so much. Let's eat some porridge later. Make it a little thinner and drink some water. Okay, Su Nuxia?"

"..."

Su Nuxia didn't reply, but Qin Lang could feel relieved to get up.

Although the moment she stood up, the princess' hand subconsciously tugged on his sleeve again in panic, but this time Qin Lang pinched her fingers, and she obediently retracted her arm.

squeak-

Then Qin Lang opened the door and was about to go to the kitchen to get food, but he found a little maid at the door, jumping back like a frightened rabbit.

"You...Tao'er, right?"

"Qin... Qin Shaoxia, I came to deliver food to Madam. I just arrived and didn't hear anything..."

"..."

The little maid's eyes were rolling around wildly, but Qin Lang didn't want to expose her and glanced at the barley and millet porridge she was carrying. It happened to be relatively thin, so he didn't have to go to the kitchen.

"Thank you."

So Qin Lang took it with a smile and asked:
"How is Miss Sumire? Is she okay?"

"Oh, Master Senju, you are fine. You are practicing in the back garden."

"Well, okay, then I'll go to the back garden to see her later."

After saying that, Qin Lang returned to the room and first fed the porridge to the wooden princess' wife one mouthful at a time. Then, starting from Qingzhou, he slowly told Su Yinping all his experiences.

This lecture lasted more than two hours.

Su Yinping still looked like a wooden figure at first, but he soon became immersed in it. The rich changes in his expression made Qin Lang feel like he had seen the naive Su heroine on Qingniugang again.

……

"...You will know in the end, I will enter the princess's mansion, and then come back to you."

After talking about all this, Qin Lang was also thirsty. He originally wanted to pour some tea to drink, but the princess held her hands and refused to let him go.

"return."

Qin Lang grinned:
"I'll just pour you some tea."

"return."

"Harmful…"

Okay, the little girlfriend... uh... no, Gu Jin is the little girlfriend, the princess should be the eldest girlfriend...

In short, since the eldest girlfriend couldn't bear to leave for a while, Qin Lang would be a warm man and hold back his thirst.

"Sit down."

"Ah."

"You've finished, I still have something to say..."

"Oh? What..."

Snapped!
Before Qin Lang finished speaking, the smile on his face froze with a loud slap.

"Scumbag!"

"???"

(End of this chapter)