Enter the Room

The study became quiet, and the atmosphere between the two also became calm.

Yuan Yunzhong smiled bitterly.

He slipped up again.

He admitted that he had been avoiding Song Jiyun intentionally or unintentionally during this period, and the purpose of avoiding her was that he was afraid of causing harm to her.

But he didn't show it on his face, and said calmly: "I promised you that I would handle the affairs of Prince Ning's Mansion and not let your family be implicated."

She should believe in his ability.

Song Jiyun didn't say a word, but stood up and walked to the window lattice.

The yard is lined with green trees. At night, the branches and leaves are swaying in the night wind, and the trees are full of shadows.

She smiled and turned around, leaning against the window frame, her slender hands casually resting on the window lattice. The moonlight shone so white that Yuan Yunzhong couldn't help but think of their night in Hongjiashan.

Song Jiuyun's hands were also clenched into fists in the moonlight, and even the blue color of his knuckles was as vivid as yesterday.

He had a moment of realization.

Song Jiyun's faint sigh and whisper came to his ears: "If I had known this, I shouldn't have been so sentimental. I was still thinking about whether to make a ten-year agreement with you and go to the capital with you. Anyway, the business is done until the end. Go to the capital to preach..."

"What?!" Yuan Yunzhong couldn't hide his excitement and screamed uncontrollably. He couldn't hear anything she said next, "You, you said, you want to go to the capital?"

His eyes widened.

He saw Song Jiyun winking playfully at him.

Yuan Yunzhong's mind buzzed.

Song Jiyun pursed his lips and smiled, said "Hmm" seriously, and said: "I have considered this matter carefully and made a list of the pros and cons of going to the capital. I wrote down the cons on one side and the advantages on the other. I divided them accordingly. , see which side scores more points..."

Yuan Yunzhong has come to his senses.

He couldn't help but stepped forward, grabbed Song Jiyun's hand, and said in a warm tone, "Is that what I thought? You agreed to my marriage proposal? You want to go to the capital with me!"

As for King Ning.

To hell with him.

It would be a fool not to seize the opportunity.

He's not that stupid.

Surprise washed over him.

The joy blooming between his brows is like bright sunshine, lighting up people's hearts.

Song Jiuyun had never seen such a young and sunny Yuan Yunzhong.

This is consistent with his age.

In the past, he was a bit immature.

Her heart softened and she nodded.

"Yunduo!" Yuan Yunzhong laughed, his handsome face particularly moving.

As if he was so happy that he didn't know what to do, he hugged Song Jiyun and started spinning around.

The dust on the roof turned into a kaleidoscope in her eyes.

She was dizzy. It was the first time she saw Yuan Yunzhong acting so childishly.

But I can feel his joy even more.

Song Jiuyun was infected by his emotions and couldn't help bursting into laughter.

"Put me down quickly, put me down quickly," she said, "I'm dizzy!"

Yuan Yunzhong immediately slowed down after hearing this.

But he still couldn't help himself, and hugged her twice more before stopping completely, still holding her reluctantly.

The two looked at each other, and their slightly rough breathing was entangled with each other, full of ambiguity.

Song Jiyun even felt his face burning under his burning gaze.

She coughed slightly uncomfortably.

Yuan Yunzhong hugged her tightly in his arms again, but did not hold her around anymore. Instead, he stood quietly and whispered in her ear: "I'm very happy!"

Song Jiyun leaned on his chest, and the violent beating of his chest reached her ears like a drum beat.

She felt as if her heartbeat merged with his into the same frequency.

"I'm very happy too." He could express it without hesitation, but she should be more proactive, "I'm very happy that I didn't miss you."

Yuan Yunzhong didn't speak, but his heartbeat reached her ears as fast as a drum. He also shrank his arms and hugged her tighter.

Song Jiyun felt that his waist was about to break. But she could also feel his emotions more.

She let him hug her quietly for a while, and then slowly let go of him.

Yuan Yunzhong's ears were red and he smiled slightly at her.

The air is filled with sweet smell.

Yuan Yunzhong went to change her cup of tea in person, and also brought refreshments to her hand, saying: "They know that I like to drink rock tea, so they specially asked the chef to make salty refreshments. This is Jinshuijiao, and this is ham cake." , these are scallion oil rolls. Do you like it if you try it?"

Song Jiyun tried the ham cake he recommended.

Yuan Yunzhong looked at her intently, as if she were some kind of treasure and he might disappear in the blink of an eye.

Song Jiuyun was shocked by what he saw. He quickly took a sip of tea and praised without saying anything: "This ham cake is well made. The pastry is crispy, and in addition to the diced bamboo shoots, there should also be winter melon in the filling. It is particularly delicious."

"This tea is not bad." Yuan Yunzhong said with a smile, "It was sent here from Tongmuguan in Wuyi Mountain."

As he spoke, his eyes moved away slightly and fell on her again.

Song Jiyun didn't even know what to say.

She could only cough lightly and said, "When will you return to the capital?"

Yuan Yunzhong said: "I will return to the capital at the end of the month."

He said, his expression slightly calm.

It's March now, and in a few days it will be Qingming Festival.

The first anniversary of Song Youliang's death has not yet passed, and Song Jiyun will definitely stay at home to take charge of the overall situation during the Qingming Festival in the first year.

Moreover, he remembered what Song Jiyun said before about the "ten-year covenant".

He couldn't help but hold his breath and said: "You said a ten-year covenant before, what did you mean?"

Song Jiyun said warmly: "You also know that I am the eldest daughter in the family. My three younger sisters are either not qualified to be in charge of the business or are still young. I want you to give me ten years. In these ten years, you let me stay in Jingdezhen Take good care of the Song family kiln factory. In ten years, no matter what the situation of the Song family is, I will let you go."

If she couldn't find a way to use the system to manage the Song Kiln Factory in ten years, the Song Kiln Factory would always rely on the ability of its heirs to determine its prosperity and decline, and sooner or later it would be eliminated by the waves. Then no matter how much time she spends taking care of the Song family kiln factory, it will only be a temporary prosperity.

What is the difference between ten years and a hundred years?

"No matter where you go, I will go with you." She looked at Yuan Yunzhong sincerely and said.

"Really!" Yuan Yunzhong couldn't believe his ears, his eyes were bright and gleaming, "You, are you really willing to go with me?"

Song Jiyun smiled and nodded.

"Great!" He beamed with joy, "As long as you are willing to go with me, don't say ten years, even twenty or thirty years, I am willing to wait."

As he spoke, he held Song Jiuyun in his arms again with uncontrollable affection: "Yunduo, thank you. Thank you for choosing me! I, I will definitely be good to you."

His hard chest hit Song Jiyun's shoulders and hurt.

She couldn't laugh or cry.

Yuan Yunzhong doesn't think she is a "sister-supporting demon", right?

She tapped Yuan Yunzhong's chest. Although it was a little hard, it was also resilient.

She joked: "Twenty years, thirty years! You don't think that decades are just a snap of the fingers, and we still have several decades, right?"

"That's not true." Yuan Yunzhong's face turned slightly red and he said, "I, I feel that if our love lasts for a long time, it will not last forever."

Song Jiyun found it very interesting, and playfully tapped his chest again, saying, "What if I only want to live day and night, not forever?"

Yuan Yunzhong was stunned.