Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The Prime Minister's wife was angry and amused when she saw his appearance.

He stretched out his hand and knocked on his forehead.

"What? You've only been married for a few days, and you only recognize your wife as your master, not your father and mother?"

He looked at others with a look of helplessness, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he liked her.

Really...

The thin-skinned and tough-tongued young man covered his forehead, raised his head, and subconsciously asked, "Who...who said that?"

"I don't like her, no."

There is no confidence at all in saying this.

No matter who hears it, they won’t believe it.

What's more, the old father who gave birth to him and raised him?

He shook his head helplessly, "You..."

"Is she okay with you?"

The tough-tongued and arrogant young master paused for a moment, then slowly lowered his head.

He was playing with the handkerchief that was stained with an inexplicable floral fragrance. It was left by Yun Si when she wiped his hands just now. He kept holding on to it, as if he was afraid of losing it.

He pursed his lips slightly.

"It's... pretty good."

She would give him sweets, give him hugs and comfort, and even kiss him.

He didn't know what he thought of, but his cheeks turned red.

The beautiful drooping eyes, mixed with the broken light of shame, are clean and extremely gentle and soft.

He looked awkward and a little happy.

It's obvious that I'm in love with him, without any reluctance.

The Prime Minister's wife watched quietly and smiled: "Now, do you still blame us?"

This seemed like a joke again.

The young master was tangled in his handkerchief, lowered his head, and said nothing.

He kept staring at the beautiful red handkerchief, with the word "Si" embroidered on it.

The answer is obvious.

The Prime Minister's wife sighed and patted his shoulder.

"The reason why we wanted to marry you to her was not just because of the emperor's order."

"That kid really likes you. You must also remember that he has visited your home dozens of times, saying he wanted to come and see you."

"..." He was very quiet and slowly raised his head.

"she……"

There was a smile in Mrs. Prime Minister's eyes, "What? Don't remember?"

He also kept asking his servants to play tricks on others, no matter how bad they were.

He was even worried at the beginning that if he really offended her, after his son got married...

I'm afraid there won't be any good fruit to eat.

But looking at it now, she and he clearly get along.

There should have been no quarrel.

The couple was very sweet, especially him, who became...

I took a lot of initiative.

It's obvious that I'm in love with it, and I still like it very much.

"..." He lowered his beautiful eyelashes and bit his lip slightly.

He bit his soft lips and left a slight mark, some of which turned white.

"Was she... sad at the time?"

He still remembered that one time he asked Xia Lin to catch a snake and throw it on her.

He deliberately teased her just to get her out.

Another time, I went outside and bought a little pig and deliberately placed it in front of her to eat what she brought.

Now think about it...

She must be very sad.

The hard-spoken and soft-hearted young man unconsciously clutched the handkerchief in his hand.

For no reason, the joy in my heart gradually turned into inexplicable sourness and depression.

Like a big stone, it pressed heavily on his heart.

It's dull and a little painful.

There was also some confusion and panic at a loss.

Thinking back to the things he did out of anger before, how bad he was to her...

At that time she...

The young master sniffed and regretted for the first time what he had done.

I want to kill the annoying self I once had.

"I did not do it on purpose……"

At the time, he didn't know it was her. Because of his anger, he refused to see her.

If he could have endured his temper and seen her like this...

He must be reluctant to do this to her.

I will definitely not scare her with snakes again.

The young master lowered his head and wiped his eyes.

As if he was about to cry.

Obviously, he was not the one who was wronged.

The Prime Minister's wife is well aware of his temperament and can understand it.

For a person like him who always likes to talk hard, if he cares about it, he really takes it to heart.

What's more, the way he looked at her...

It's really different.

He sighed and said, "Now that you know you were wrong, then live a good life with them, you know?"

"When she came to propose marriage to us, she said it herself that she would only marry you in this life, and she would never marry you twice."

"..." The aggrieved and guilty young master was stunned when he heard this, and immediately raised his head, his eyes wet.

"Seriously?"

"Of course you take it seriously. What she said personally, how can it be false?"

The young master was stunned, his eyes trembling slightly.

"she……"

The unknown taste spread in the chest, complex and strong.

He moved his lips and opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to ask something.

"Why didn't you tell me..."

He stood up immediately, limply, as if he was about to cry.

The Prime Minister's wife also stood up, "We said it, but you didn't listen. At that time you -"

Before he finished speaking, the man with a particularly indulgent temper ran out.

He ran very fast, still holding the bright red handkerchief tightly in his hand.

The light floral fragrance still lingered in the room, faintly, but it quickly dissipated and nothing could be smelled.

The Prime Minister's wife exclaimed and subconsciously followed, "Xiao Qing——"

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study.

The Prime Minister and Yun Si were talking.

They talked about some recent events in the court and also talked about the current situation in the military camp.

After chatting for a while, and just as they were about to talk about Her Majesty the Empress, the study door was pushed open with a bang.

The cold wind outside suddenly found its way in, rushing in and blowing away the heating in the study.

The books placed on the desk were blown open by a few pages, and the cold wind was biting.

Inside, the two women who were talking about state affairs had not yet reacted.

Then, Yun Si was hugged.

Caught off guard, he was hugged by that soft and clingy kitten-like person.

Holding him from behind, she was sitting and he was standing.

Bending over, his white and tender face was buried in the crook of her neck, and his warm breath fell on her skin.

Holding tightly, whimpering softly.

He was wilted and soft, as if he had suffered some great grievance, and wanted to find comfort in her.

Rubbing and rubbing, he didn't care that his mother was present in the room.

I was completely immersed in my own feelings of grievance, guilt, sadness and loss.

I feel annoyed and want to cry.

Her wet eyelashes rubbed against her neck.

It's so itchy.

Yun Si turned her face slightly, looked down at him, and frowned.

"What's wrong?"

He looked like he had been bullied.

Is it possible that there are still people in his mother's family who dare to bully him?

The young master was buried in her breath, feeling so aggrieved that he felt like he was about to bubble.

He didn't speak, just kept whimpering like a pitiful little kid.

He even forgot about being shy and just wanted to stick to her like this.

Jiang Wanyun stood up, "What's wrong?"

Outside the study, the slow-limbed Prime Minister's wife arrived belatedly.

"grown ups."