Fast Transmigration: Save Him

"Let's go." At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he took back his eyes. When Qing Jiu was standing, he stepped forward.

Qing Jiu stood in the same place and took a few deep breaths before she followed him in the early Song Dynasty, but she didn't dare to get too close to him, because the little heart in her body was about to jump out.

I don't know what the early Song Dynasty brought her outside the city to do. But Qing Jiu never went out of the city. Once when she was a child, she sneaked to the gate of the city. As a result, she was recognized by the guards and sent back to the Song family. She was almost skinned.

In this way, her father seems to be always careful. Is it really because her fate is different?

She lowered her head and thought, without noticing that the person in front had stopped, she bumped into the back of the early Song Dynasty.

"Ouch!" Qing nine covers his nose, almost tears will fall down.

Is the meat of the early Song Dynasty made of iron?

"Look, this is what I prepared for... I prepared for her." Song Chu looked at the scene in front of him and said with a smile.

She? Qing Jiu sniffed, looked up, and was immediately stunned by the beauty in front of her.

There is a whole peach blossom forest here, but now it's may, it's already past the time of peach blossom blooming. How come the peach blossom here is just blooming?

Qing Jiu curiously went to a peach tree, reached out to pick a peach flower, and took a close look at it. The petals were also covered with fine drops of water. The color was pink and tender. It was really the best of the peach flowers.

"How did you do it?" Qing Jiu turns around a few peach trees and finds that it's cooler here than in the city.

"It's my secret." At the beginning of Song Dynasty, he pretended to go to one side mysteriously, raised his hand and gently brushed the peach blossom on the branch, and asked in a low voice, "what do you think of here?"

"How beautiful! If you let your sweetheart know that you have done this for her, she will be happy. " Qing Jiu clenched the peach blossom in his hand, and suddenly felt as if he had been scratched by a blunt knife. It was a small wound, but it was very painful.

She turned her head to look at the early Song Dynasty, and saw that he was looking at the peach blossom on the tree affectionately, and the pain in her heart aggravated a bit.

She was jealous of the woman in Song Dynasty.

A gust of cool wind also made Qing Jiu sober. She immediately turned around, turned her back to the early Song Dynasty, and closed her eyes chagrined.

"Song Qingjiu, you should be sober. He is your fourth uncle. Even if he did something that you misunderstood and said something that you misunderstood, you should stop thinking! Whether he has a sweetheart or not, it's not something you should care about! The man standing next to him will never be you Qing nine admonishes oneself in the heart, force oneself to ignore the pain in the heart.

"Qing Jiu, come with me." At the beginning of Song Dynasty, Qing Jiu turned her back to him, thinking that she was fascinated by peach blossom.

Qing nine should be a random, with behind him, no longer enjoy the beauty of the mood.

Deep in the peach blossom forest is a wooden house, which is surrounded by a fence. In the yard, there are some vegetables and some wooden chairs.

Is it true that her fourth uncle has not come home in recent years, just planting peach blossom and building a house here?

"I think later, if she comes back, she and I will live here and never care about anything." At the beginning of Song Dynasty, sitting on the chair, looking up at the cabin, he suddenly looked lonely.

Qing Jiu is a little curious about who that woman is and where she is now, so that people like her in the early Song Dynasty can worry about her.

"Fourth uncle, who is she? Where is she? " Qing Jiu simply sat beside him, staring at his face, asked softly.

"She lost her way, and I hesitated to tell her the way back." At the beginning of Song Dynasty, he raised his hand and stroked the Peach Blossom Jade. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly, as if he was struggling with something.

Qing nine quite some doubts, this four uncles think of others every day, the result is hesitant to let her come back?

"Fourth uncle, you are still a big man. If you like her, leave her! If she gets lost, you can tell her where the road is. Life has been in a hurry for decades. It's a big mistake for you to waste your time like this. " Qing Jiu turns his head to one side and doesn't look at him any more.

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, the whole peach blossom forest seemed to be quiet.

Qing Jiu's breathing slowed down, thinking that she said something wrong? Or in the early Song Dynasty, it was just love but not love that caused Acacia?

But this early Song Dynasty is not more miserable than her. She has moved her mind to a person who is never possible!

"Cough, fourth uncle, I'm young. You think I didn't say that." Qing Jiu coughed awkwardly, stood up and planned to go into the room to have a look.

From the outside, this wooden house looks very simple, but the interior decoration is very exquisite. It doesn't look like the style of the early Song Dynasty, or the style of the room in the song mansion in the early Song Dynasty.

It's more like a woman's boudoir, and it's all Qing Jiu's favorite things. Even the preserves on the table are as good as her taste.

It seems that her fourth uncle's sweetheart is very similar to what she likes.

Qing Jiu walked in and saw dozens of portraits on the wall beside the bed. They were all the same woman, but they were all from the back, and even one was bloody.

She suddenly felt a little dizzy and shook her head. When she looked up again, she found that the painting was just the back of a woman in red.

But she knew that the woman in the picture was seriously injured.

"Strange." Qing Jiu frowned, whispered a word, and walked out of the room. He saw that the early Song Dynasty was still sitting alone in a chair in a daze, rubbing the Peach Blossom Jade with his fingers subconsciously.

"Let's go back." At the beginning of Song Dynasty, he heard that Qing Jiu came over, stood up and went straight outside.

When Qing Jiu and early Song returned home, it was lunch time. People couldn't find them. They were so anxious that they saw them walking in from the backyard.

"Where have you two been?" Song Lin breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to pull Qing Jiu to his side, and looked at it again before he gave up.

"I went out to play with my fourth uncle. Well, I'm starving to death!" Qing Jiu said with a smile and walked quickly to the front hall. It seemed that she was really hungry.

Song Lin smiles and looks up at the beginning of Song Dynasty. There is a kind of inexplicable deep meaning in his eyes. He moves his mouth a few times and finally says nothing. He turns around and walks towards the front hall.

As soon as his face sank in the early Song Dynasty, Yu Guang glanced at Ling Xiaoyun standing not far away and said faintly, "Miss Ling, go to dinner."

Ling Xiaoyun nodded slightly and looked at the back of the early Song Dynasty. He also remembered the strange expression on his face when master song knew that the early Song Dynasty and Qing Jiu had disappeared.

It seems that the Song family is not as simple as it seems, and the relationship between Qing Jiu and the early Song Dynasty is not just an ordinary uncle and nephew.

It seems that she wants to find a chance to have a good chat with master song.

After dinner, Song Lin ordered Qing Jiu to write ten pages in her small study before she could come out, otherwise she would be banned for three days.

Although Qing Jiu is reluctant, she also feels that Song Lin is in a bad mood. She still doesn't want to make trouble. She stays in the small study obediently. Maybe she can take refuge.

In the early Song Dynasty, he was called to the ancestral hall by Song Lin for questioning.

Song ancestral hall.

"On your knees." Song Lin stood in front of the memorial tablets of the ancestors of the Song family and said harshly.

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, he knelt down.

"Xiaochu, you have been back to the Song family for some time. Now you come to pay homage to your parents and relatives. Although it's a little late, you can be excused." Song Lin looked at the man kneeling in front of him, and then he came back to that winter in a trance. He and his parents met him in the mountains at night.

The mountain is full of snow, only he wears a red suit, which happened to be found by them.

At that time, the fourth brother died of illness on his way home. His mother was very sad, so his father proposed to let the five-year-old child become his fourth brother.

The fourth younger brother was ten years old when he died. However, in the early Song Dynasty, he was extremely intelligent and tall. In addition, he moved from the north to the south of the Yangtze River at that time. Naturally, no one knew that he was a fake.

In a flash, it has been 20 years.

That thin little boy has grown into a graceful young man. He has excellent talent, learning and temperament. But why is he born with a mind he shouldn't have?

"Brother, if you have something to say, let's be frank. Fourth brother, you should listen to your instruction." In the early Song Dynasty, he said in a low voice, with calm eyes.

"If you let me say it, I'll say it straight. Qing Jiu is my only daughter. Your sister-in-law told me to take good care of her and find a good family for her so that she can live happily ever after. I dare not forget for a moment in the past ten years. I watch Wen Ping grow up and feel that he is good in all aspects, especially for Qing Jiu. I intend to betroth him to Qing Jiu. " Song Lin's sharp eyes fell on the early Song Dynasty. His tone was firm and could not be opposed by anyone.

"Brother, do you really think about it? I... "

"Xiaochu, since ancient times, the way of heaven and ethics can not be violated. You are my younger brother, and you have been my brother all your life. She can't bear your deep thoughts and heavy fate. " Song Lin sighed. He once asked someone to do a divination for him in the early Song Dynasty. How can we accept such a dangerous fate?

"If you really do her good, don't be persistent. Xiao Chu, the elder brother is like a father. You and Qing Jiu are the same in my heart. Do you understand? " Song Lin helped song Chu who was kneeling on the ground, patted him on the shoulder, shook his head, and walked out of the ancestral hall quickly, leaving song Chu alone to face the song clan.

He did not dare to forget the kindness of the Song family, but he did so much, but still could not get the people he loved?

Why is it the Song family? Is God going to torture him again?

Song Lin walked out of the ancestral hall, and Ling Xiaoyun met him.

"Master song, take a step." Ling Xiaoyun pointed to the pavilion not far away and said in a low voice.

Song Lin nodded and followed her.

"It seems that Miss Ling already knows about the Song family." Song Lin sat on the chair, raised his eyes to Ling Xiaoyun, said faintly.

"I didn't mean to eavesdrop. Please forgive me. Xiaoyun has been in love with the fourth master for a long time. If master song can promote this marriage, won't he have the best of both worlds? " Ling Xiaoyun hook lips, a language to poke in Song Lin's mind.

If she married the early Song Dynasty, she could break the mind of the early Song Dynasty and Qing Jiu.

"But..." Song Lin frowned. At the beginning of Song Dynasty, even if he didn't marry a wife in his life, he would not marry anyone else. His younger brother, don't he know?

"If so, how about cooking cooked rice with raw rice according to the fourth master's temperament?"