"I sometimes hate myself, compared to those who don't have enough food and clothes but still work hard, I have such a good family background, but I don't want to make progress, and I live a wasteful life! I should work hard and strive to get a reputation as soon as possible..." Zheng Yingqing's voice was very low. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zheng Yingqing, who was accustomed to seeing a hippie smile, suddenly Song Ziqing didn't know how to face such a depressed Zheng Yingqing.

"Haha... Teasing you, watching what scares you... Haha..."Song Ziqing racked his brains to comfort Zheng Yingqing, but Zheng Yingqing suddenly burst into laughter.

The corners of Song Ziqing's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Zheng Yingqing coldly, "Is it fun?"

Zheng Yingqing was immediately silenced, her head shook like a rattle, "It's not fun, it's not fun at all!"

Isn't it fun, but it's still fun? Song Ziqing didn't bother to bother.

"It's just that I have been forced by my mother for the past few days, so I came to you for comfort, but you don't care whether I live or die..."Zheng Yingqing said aggrievedly.

Song Ziqing's body shook, "Can you talk like a normal person?" Zheng Yingqing's three-point resentment and seven-point grievance tone was like a resentful woman.

Knowing that Song Ziqing had reached the bottom line of patience, Zheng Yingqing said with a straight face, "My mother is going to marry me, if nothing happens, it will be decided before the end of this year!"

"Congratulations!" Song Ziqing knew the reason why Mrs. Zheng was in a hurry to marry Zheng Yingqing, so he was not surprised at all.

Princess Duanyuan, the queen mother's concubine, will be in time for next year, and it's time to choose a concubine, with the door of the Chongguo Mansion, Zheng Yingqing is also within the scope of Princess Duanyuan's choice of mates, but although Mrs. Zheng and the queen are sisters, they are half-siblings, the two have been incompatible since childhood, Mrs. Zheng does not want Princess Duanyuan to be her daughter-in-law, and she is afraid that Zheng Yingqing will be chosen by the emperor, so she is anxious to set Zheng Yingqing's family affairs before the holy decree of choosing a horse for Princess Duanyang Yuan in the palace, so Zheng Yingqing's family affairs are imperative, whether Zheng Yingqing wants to or not, it is a foregone conclusion。

Zheng Yingqing said with a bitter face, "I don't want to get married, look at Third Brother Song, since he got married, he hasn't gotten together with us again!"

After Song Ziqi got married, he was very strict with his mother Zhan, and let him study so that he could gain fame as soon as possible, so Song Ziqi could no longer play with them like before, and in Zheng Yingqing's eyes, Song Ziqi became a strict wife after marrying a wife.

"The third brother is going to take the autumn exam this fall, and now he is studying hard behind closed doors!

Zheng Yingqing's face turned bitter again, "My mother thought that I was studying with Fang Mulin, but I ran out to play under the guise of going to Fang's house to study, where did I dare to take the exam!"

"It's good to try!" Song Ziqing threw down the book in his hand and said, "You haven't been here for a long time, go, accompany me for a few tricks!"

Zheng Yingqing hadn't done it for a long time, and she also had some itchy skills, so she followed Song Ziqing to the martial arts arena with great interest.

Eighteen kinds of martial arts were played, both of them were tired and sweating, Zheng Yingqing lay directly on the ground, "Your kung fu has improved a lot, I can't resist it?"

Song Ziqing put the knife back into the sheath and raised his eyebrows, which means when have you parried me?

Zheng Yingqing understood what Song Ziqing meant, threw herself at Song Ziqing's feet with an injured face, hugged his leg and said, "Shiro~ How can you be so ruthless?

Song Ziqing kicked him away, "Don't come and disgust me!"

Zheng Yingqing returned to normalcy and said, "I'm only a few months older than you, and now my family affairs are going to be decided before the end of the year, so what about you? What are the plans of the eldest princess? I remember that a few years ago, the government over there was in a hurry to choose a daughter-in-law for you!"

"It's not their turn to take care of my business!" Song Ziqing threw the knife back into the knife holder, "Whether I get married or not, it's not for them to call the shots!"

Zheng Yingqing didn't know why the Eldest Princess's Mansion hated the Guogong Mansion so much, but as Song Ziqing's iron buddy, he really couldn't get used to the behavior of some people in the Guogong Mansion. "If I had your courage, my mother wouldn't dare to marry me a daughter-in-law!"

"That's different!" Song Zi said lightly, Mrs. Zheng is for Zheng Yingqing's good, so she has to pick and choose someone for Zheng Yingqing, but the Guogong Mansion is so active in marrying him in order to control him!

"Don't you want to get married?" Zheng Yingqing asked suddenly.

Song Ziqing did not answer, which can be regarded as acquiescence.

Zheng Yingqing suddenly smiled evilly, "Ziqing, you can help me mess up this family business! You think, I'm older than you, I haven't even married, and the eldest princess can't force you to get married, right?"

Song Ziqing glanced at him and said, "Min Jianlin is twenty years old this year!"

Min Jianlin is in his early twenties and has not yet married, if Song Ziqing wants to get married, Min Jianlin is a ready-made shield, where can Zheng Yingqing be used.

"Then you can't help me in our brotherhood for many years, can you bear to watch me being trapped at home by a daughter-in-law like your third brother?" Zheng Yingqing blinked and stared at Song Ziqing.

Song Ziqing turned his face and said, "Forbearance!"

Zheng Yingqing: "..."

After returning to the room to wash off his sweat, Song Ziqing unconsciously took out Yao Keqing's seal again, and the bright red seemed to flow in his hands, burning to the bottom of his heart.

An emotion called longing grows wildly in his heart, and he wants to contain it, but he can't do anything about it.

What should I do? Song Ziqing fell on the bed weakly, knowing his mind clearly, not only could he not declare it, but he also tried to ignore the growing feelings. Born is destined to be unable to be happy in this life, people like themselves should be lonely and old, rather than looking forward to chasing happiness now, and one day the truth will be revealed and everything will be lost, it is better to completely cut off feelings now.

I can't do it! Song Ziqing closed his eyes in pain, thinking that he could be ruthless and desireless, for the sake of the country and his surname, he would kill all his life, or the horse leather shroud! But he couldn't stop his heart, and his reason lost to his heart, and lost to the person in his heart.

Can I? Caressing my chest, which was still beating, and again, and again, and telling itself, you are still alive, and as long as I am still beating, you will not be a living dead with a pure heart and few desires. As long as you are alive, you have to face your heart.

I don't want to! If I could, I wouldn't want to be a clean person and live a relaxed life. But God is so unfair, it gave itself a surname with a glamorous appearance, but it gave this surname an incomparably dirty inside, but why should it bear all this by itself?

Since I am not destined to be happy, why should I meet her? Beautiful as her, clean as her, pure as her, how can I deserve her? How can I deserve to think of her? I have never hated myself and everything about myself as I did at this moment.

After a long time, Song Ziqing suddenly opened his eyes, took the seal into his arms, and took advantage of the night to cover and leave the house. Try once, and you won't live forever, which is the way to farewell.

galloped all the way, and was familiar with the way into the courtyard of Yao's house, standing under the window of Yao Keqing's room, but he couldn't muster up the courage to go in, hesitating and hesitating, wandering and wandering, since he came, he always had to go in.

The clean and tidy bed told him that there was no one in the house, and Song Ziqing couldn't help but sigh, unable to tell whether he was disappointed or happy. The courage that I had just summoned was gone in an instant, and now at least I wouldn't fall into hopeless hell so early.