Lie down and eat melon in the protagonist group

Chapter 44 Changji 1
After returning to the house after dark, Ling Dang greeted the old lady and went to Ling Huai's house.

Ling Huai was still reading, and the boy who was assigned by Si Yunye to read was no longer waiting beside him. He always liked to be quiet, so the room was quiet, and the servants should have been dismissed by him.

He raised his face when he heard the sound, "You're back?"

"Yeah." Ling Dang came forward with the medicine bottle and jar given by Ling Cen, and divided a large half of it to put on the desk, "Acen gave it to me alone. I stay in the house all day long and don't need so much, so I'll give you half. .”

Ling Huai straightened the candle wick and the room became a little brighter.

He stood beside her and let her tear open the bundle and take it out. He quietly put them into the bag one by one.

Lingdang kept his head buried for a long time before he realized something was wrong. He glanced at him and caught him.

She pressed his hand, funny and angry, "I'm just telling you how this thing is getting more and more divided."

He took the bag, collected all the bottles and cans on the case, and said without distinguishing his emotions: "The fourth girl has a lot of potential, and everyone in the capital knows it. Are you happy?"

Ling Dang knew in her heart that he was talking about horse racing on the street during the day. He was very close, and when he spoke, his breath hit her ears, making her feel hot. She subconsciously explained: "I'm not the only one, I'm with my grandfather. My grandfather is a nice person and even took me home, so I am very happy."

"The Si family has a daughter, and hundreds of families are looking for her." Ling Huai put the baggage on the table, and the clanging sound disturbed the listener's thoughts. He stared at her straightforwardly, "It's time to get engaged."

Ling Dang looked back at him with a raised tone, "What nonsense did you hear? It's impossible to do it accurately. Besides, you are so young now. Isn't it too early to mention such a thing?"

He said: "It's early? I'm already thirteen, and I'll be in my prime years in two years."

She knew why he was so aggressive at the moment. He was anxious and wanted to get a specific answer from her. Her heart seemed to be wrapped in sugar. She avoided his sight, looked to one side and said, "Not everyone is willing to come. It depends on whether I am happy or not, but if I am not happy, I would rather become a nun."

The candlelight flickered, and Ling Huai's eyes were full of light and shadow. After she finished speaking, he suddenly sneered, with a thin smile, "Really, you become a monk reluctantly, but you are really heartless."

He leaned closer to her, locked eyes with her, and said bluntly: "What about me?"

Lingdang's heartbeat was irregular and he subconsciously took a step back.

He followed a step forward, the halo in his eyes flickering with broken light, and he said again: "What about me? I am going to become a monk if I keep my mouth shut. Where do you put me? Ask yourself, is it fun to play with me? Are you proud of me? No matter when or where you are, you would rather choose Buddhism than me. Now that you have joined Buddhism, why not end me with one blow as soon as possible? I won’t bother you with my own sentiments and make you feel upset just by looking at it. I might as well die. Wouldn’t it save you worry?”

She pressed against his chest and couldn't figure out what she said wrongly, causing him to lose his composure and say something she couldn't understand. She could only comfort him and said: "Calm down. What's the matter with death? If you want to live a long life, you must..."

Climb to the world and sit on thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the north.

"I don't want to live a long life," Ling Huai grabbed her hand and placed it on his heart, "I want my head to be as white as new and my head to be as old as ever."

The heart is pounding under the palm, feeling like touching a baby bird through the layers of clothes. Lingdang thought to himself that she was in trouble with him.

Lingdang lowered his neck, tried to pull away his hand, and said softly: "It's too early to say this now, child's words are unbridled, and promises are invalid."

There is a cool breeze in the early winter night, and the leaves fall silently, waiting for spring to come.

Ling Dang blushed and slept until dawn.

She grabbed the corners of the quilt and sat up, her eyes filled with tears. She had to admit that Ling Huai was so lethal to her that she actually had a lingering dream about him as an adult.

There was a small room filled with mist, and a bathtub that could accommodate two people squatting occupied most of the room. Clothes racks were placed in the corner, with messy clothes hanging on them, and water was flowing out from under the scarlet curtain.

Ling Dang rolled up the quilt and turned over and over. This dream was so detailed that it felt like he was immersed in it.

A gust of wind blew up in the courtyard, blowing down yellow leaves.

Ling Dang stood under the tree, counting the crumbling leaves on the tree. One of the leaves was still green, which was especially rare. Ling Dang stared at the green leaves and waited for several gusts of wind, but he didn't wait until the green leaves fell to the ground.

This small courtyard is Si Yunye's study. Ling Huai stayed in the room while Si Yunye took classes and took exams.

She got bored waiting and took leaves to relieve her boredom.

"Ling Dang?"

A call came to his ears, and Lingdang turned away.

Her uncle Si Yunkun's second son is three years older than her. He has been hanging out in front of her recently, and he looks familiar to her, but she can't remember his name.

Lingdang nodded, and when she saw him walking towards her, she was confused: "Who are you?"

He paused and looked a little disappointed, "Yesterday, my cousin swore that she would remember it, but when I saw it today, my cousin still didn't remember it."

Ling Dang smiled awkwardly.

He stopped in front of her and said with a smile: "I am cousin Ming. What is cousin doing here?"

"daze."

Si Yunming acted like a gentleman and said, "Why didn't you go to the racecourse for horse racing today?"

Because Linghuai Muxiu made an appointment last night to go home together today.

Ling Dang took a few steps back by kicking the dead leaves on the soles of his feet, pinned his ankles, tilted his head to look at the soles of his shoes, and said without raising his head, "I'm tired of it."

Si Yunming's mouth froze and he smiled, but he immediately returned to his original state and said, "I got a good horse a few days ago, which is more powerful than the horses raised in the stables in my house. I spent a lot of effort to tame it and brought it back to my house. Cousin Would you like to go for a run at the racecourse?"

"I won't go." This was not what Ling Dang said.

Ling Huai didn't know when he left the study, walked down the stairs, and walked up to Ling Dang. He was tall and thin, and his body looked thin, but he was much more powerful than Si Yunming's small body, and he could block Ling Dang immediately. Protect yourself tightly.

Si Yunming's eyes darkened, and he suppressed his displeasure at being disturbed and said, "Cousin Huai is here too, and we just happen to go to the racecourse together to race horses."

"Cousin Ming is interested. We still have things to do, so we won't go. Say goodbye." Ling Huai led Ling Dang and walked out.

Si Yunming watched them leave, flicked his sleeves, turned around, adjusted his facial expression, and respectfully entered the study to meet Si Yunye.

After a while, he exited the study with a look of disgrace on his face, a gloomy brow, and strode back to the yard.

The young lady bumped into him as he returned to the house, and was surprised: "You're back so soon? Didn't you see your cousin Dang again?"

Si Yunming kicked over the flowerpot and rushed into the house angrily, saying angrily: "How on earth am I inferior to that brat from the country?! He always comes to ruin my good deeds! Not only that, grandpa always compares him to me. And you always say that I'm not as good as Ling Huai in everything?! He deserves it?! And what about that cousin Dang! She's a stupid country girl, blind to sight, and she's the same as Ling Huai! If she wasn't my grandfather's granddaughter, I would Young master from an aristocratic family, who cares about a blind bull like her?!"

The young lady advised him, "Stop your temper, coax that girl to fall in love with you. Marrying her will be equivalent to establishing a firm foothold in the Si Yun family. If your brother hadn't gotten engaged, he would have married cousin Dang." Good things will not happen to you yet. Also, Master Huai, please be more fawning and don't offend him. Your grandfather has made it clear that he is being groomed to be the next head of the Si family, and he will be awarded the title."

Si Yunming said bitterly: "He shouldn't have come back! Without him, the Si family would only belong to my father, and so would the title!" "Shh!" The young lady looked around, "Don't ever say this again in the future. Now. Master Huai’s dear Miss Dang, you marry Miss Dang and become Master Huai’s in-law. Once the old lady leaves, you will benefit from the separation of the family."

Si Yunming sneered, "It's true that he comes from the countryside and doesn't stand up to the stage. He treats a fool as his treasure."

The young lady said: "It's good to be a fool. How can you deal with a fool if you have a good appearance? If you marry her, if you are really impatient with her, you will have a mother to help you control her."

On the other side, Ling Huai and Ling Dang walked towards the old lady's yard.

Ling Huai held her hand without letting go, but instead clasped his fingers tightly. He looked at her with unclear meaning and said, "Spring has not yet begun, but the peach blossoms are in full bloom."

Ling Dang's palms were sweating. In the dream, he restrained her wrist with only one hand and pressed it on the bed. The sweaty and beautiful scene in the daytime came to her mind. She suddenly felt flushed and turned her face away, not daring to look at him. She just slapped her face. He said perfunctorily: "It's just winter, where did the peach blossoms come from?"

She knew that she was guilty, and that was a good thing. Ling Huai stopped at the touch of a button and knew how to relax without holding on. Seeing that her face was as red as a cloud and her face was as red as a peach and plum, she frowned and paused. He helped her sideways and turned her face to face him, and asked worriedly: "Why is your face so red?"

"Uh, what, the sun is a bit bright today, I feel a bit hot..." Ling Dang rambled on, unable to make up any good excuse.

Ling Huai looked at her carefully for a long time, and he didn't know what he thought of. He understood it and teased her with a smile: "Do you still think about it?"

What he was talking about was the kiss that fell through his own fingers that night. It was as light as a dragonfly touching water, and it was gone at the first touch. It really couldn't be called a kiss.

But she didn't expect that it was such a kiss that was not a kiss, which caused her heart to stop and beat rapidly. It also aroused her passion for love all night long, and she had one wild and beautiful dream after another.

A humble gentleman like him behaves politely when he is in love.

Ling Dang couldn't imagine how prosperous he would be as an adult in reality, but he would never be as crazy and indulgent as in his dream.

She absolutely could not admit that she was greedy for him, which caused her to think about him day by day and dream about him at night.

In response to his flirting, Ling Dang raised his hand to hit him, but felt that it was inappropriate, like flirting, so he awkwardly stopped arranging his hair, ignored him, and walked forward with long strides.

As soon as he stepped into the main room, he saw Si Yunyue twisting the old lady like a candy stick and coquettishly making the old lady happy.

Si Yunyue saw Ling Huai enter the room and sat down shyly. He slowly raised his eyes and glanced at Ling Huai, as if he was looking at Ling Huai casually.

As the male protagonist, Ling Huai has the ideal configuration of an emperor. His face alone is outstanding compared to his peers.

Si Yunyue's shy posture was not well hidden, but Ling Dang could see it at a glance, and it made his eyes bulge.

Ling Dang took out his hand and winked at Ling Huai, asking him to look at Si Yunyue, so that the girl would not have to work so hard for a while and just show her eyes to the blind man.

Ling Huai glanced at Si Yunyue, then cast a sidelong glance at Ling Dang, letting her watch the excitement pretending to be dumbfounded.

He told the old lady that he planned to go back to Ling's house today.

The old lady maintained a kind face, making it difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger. She asked, "What did your grandfather and grandmother say?"

Ling Huai replied: "Everyone has known about it, and my grandfather agreed."

The old lady warned: "Don't stay out for too long. It's not fun to stay alone in the hospital for dinner. Go early and come back early."

This is to get them back before dinner.

Si Yunyue said hurriedly: "I can eat with my wife every day."

The old lady smiled and said, "Are you willing to leave your mother alone?"

The two of them forgot about the harmony in the house, went back to the house, picked up the gifts, and hurried out of the house.

A carriage has been prepared at the side entrance of the Si Mansion, and the coachman and servants have been waiting with their horses for a long time.

Neither the personal maid nor the companion was with them. There was a charcoal pot burning in the carriage. Ling Dang sat by the window, lifting a corner and looking out.

Ling Huai put a hand warmer into her hand, pushed up the window panel, and said, "Be careful of the cold."

"Are you really planning to be my grandfather's grandson?" Ling Dang put her head on his shoulder and swayed gently with the carriage, "The old lady said that her yard was more lively than before. As long as you are not blind, you would know that it was all because of You came."

"Yes, seriously. But you missed one word, son-in-law." Ling Huai held her waist to prevent her from falling, "Are you willing to be jealous?"

Ling Dang felt his hands were hot, so he pushed Mrs. Nuan onto his lap and said, "Why are you jealous? Don't talk nonsense. I think it's good. The girls are so beautifully dressed, it's really pleasing to the eye."

"Grandfather knows that I am not my mother's biological child, and has agreed to your marriage." Mrs. Tang put aside the other side, and he held her hands, "You can't deny it."

"What?!" Lingdang raised his head sharply.

Ling Huai said: "There are conditions."

Lingdang asked urgently: "What are the conditions?"

Ling Huai said: "The first child, regardless of gender, will have the surname Si Yun. He will be raised by his grandfather himself without any interference."

And, set the outline of the Northern Kingdom and merge with the Western Border to check and balance the general trend, so that the northern and southern borders can no longer fight wars and ensure peace for a hundred years.

In the study, a chessboard was placed under the window. Si Yunye let go of the white chess pieces on his fingertips and said, "If you can do it, I will agree that Dang girl will marry the Northern Territory and be your queen."

He would not tell her these things in detail. She was too thoughtful and always did not mean what she meant. This world is too chaotic, and it is difficult to have a heart-to-heart relationship. He can only save his life by speaking shallowly. He learned from the past life, even if he tried his best, he still couldn't protect her. He will no longer be arrogant and conceited in this life.

The carriage rolled and the carriage shook slightly. Ling Huai looked down at her and said, "A Dang, I want to confess something to you. I am a member of the royal family of the Northern Territory. When the time comes, I must go back and take back my throne. "

Ling Dang was shocked, not because of his life experience, but because he was finally willing to tell her his life experience in person.

For him, it is really rare.

He is scheming and defensive. He is the type of person who will never talk to outsiders unless absolutely necessary.

It is self-evident what this sentence represents. He weighed it again and again, calculated all the gains and losses, and chose to believe her and have a heart-to-heart relationship with her. He wanted to marry her from the bottom of his heart, not just an empty talk.

Ling Dang pondered for a long time before speaking: "When is the time?"

He smiled and said: "It's still early, there's no rush."

(End of this chapter)