Due to the delay in my father's study, I returned to the courtyard a little late. Song Qingyi stepped into the courtyard, the maid in the inner courtyard opened the curtain, and the waiter next to him sent a warm and moist handkerchief to clean his hands.

At the table of the Little Eight Immortals, Qi Runyun, who was originally sitting with a book in his hand, also stood up.

"Why don't you use it first, I'm delayed on my father's side, next time you don't have to wait for me to just eat." I had already delayed in my father's study, and with the distance from the main courtyard, it had been half an hour since the meal. Song Qingyi was worried that his Zhengjun was hungry.

He clearly remembered that Qi Runyun, who was lying on his back with the rank in his arms, was blood-red under his body, even with a huge belly, his body was terrifyingly emaciated. So after he came back, he has been paying attention to his Zhengjun's body and trying to nourish his appetite, for fear that he will overlap with the figure of the previous life.

Qi Runyun shook his head, took the dishes in the handmaid's hand, and methodically selected a few dishes to spread on the small plate, before he spoke, "I'm not hungry, I just haven't finished reading it." He also pointed to the book he had just placed on the side.

The result of the two of them eating at the same table in the past few days is that Qi Runyun finally no longer calls "master" and respectful in everything, and the two can also gossip about some homely things, but it is usually Song Qingyi who is talking, and Qi Runyun occasionally takes a couple of sentences, which has made him very pleased.

"Don't be busy, let's eat together." Song Qingyi sat down, glanced at the book along Qi Runyun's hand, took Qi Runyun's soup, and raised his hand to pull the person to the side and sit down.

After the action, he reacted that the book Qi Runyun was reading turned out to be the "Miscellaneous Notes on Colored Glass" that he brought back to the room yesterday, which is a book that introduces the history of Liuli and related allusions. Miscellanies.

"What do you think of this?"

"Interesting." Qi Runyun was stunned for a moment before replying.

Song Qingyi was a little surprised, but in a trance, he remembered that in his previous life, he seemed to have heard that the family from which he was born was also related to glaze, but unlike the Song family, which was a glaze factory, the Qi family seemed to specialize in a certain craft. Thinking of this, Song Qingyi pursed his lips, "There are a lot of related books sent by my father in the study, if you are interested, you can go over and find them yourself." "If he hadn't become his ruler, Qi Runyun would have inherited the family business. Song Qingyi suddenly felt that the joy in his heart about the two of them getting along now was like a leak of air.

And Qi Runyun, who was originally serious about eating or giving him a dish, and occasionally jumped a few words to respond to him, but he raised his eyes and looked at him when he heard this, with obvious surprise and doubt in his eyes.

"No, it's the master's study after all." Qi Runyun has rarely called him a master in recent days, and this unusual honorific title, although he originally intended to let Song Qingyi know that he was abiding by his duty, it still made people feel empty in their hearts.

Because Song Qingyi suddenly remembered that in his previous life, he and that woman met Qi Runyun who came to him to ask for books to relieve his boredom in the study, and he casually mocked: "Master's study, you can also enter casually!" Two similar sentences are said in different situations, which makes people feel ashamed. And he only remembered at this moment that it seemed that since then, he had been quiet Zhengjun even more reluctant to go out of the room.

Thinking about this sentence, it's really a bastard, his Zhengjun is a man, but he is detained in the backyard, doing nothing every day, and even the request to go to his study to find a book has been mocked back, no wonder in the blood-red memory of his previous life, his eyebrows are full of depression.

Biting his lower lip, Song Qingyi restrained his churning feelings, he couldn't say whether it was regret or pain, but he felt that he was really not a thing at that time, even if Qi Runyun became his righteous monarch, he never had his respect, how innocent he was at that time.

disguised a large amount of sesame oil bamboo shoots and put it into Qi Runyun's bowl, he still had the impression that he, a gentleman, had a light diet and preferred vegetarian food. "You eat more, too, the thin ones are a little bit grateful."

After speaking, he felt that it was inappropriate, and when he looked up, Qi Runyun on the other side quickly blushed, holding a pair of chopsticks and didn't know whether he wanted to continue eating or stop.

Licking her lips, Song Qingyi felt a little dry mouth. He really didn't want to tease his own Zhengjun, but looking at the current reaction, he really thought of the night they had a few days ago, when he pinched the thin waist of the person under him and whispered to tease him if he felt good with a long piece of meat.

Subconsciously clearing his throat, Song Qingyi changed the topic, remembering what his father said in the study before.

"I'm going to go down to the kiln in a few days, and I won't come back for lunch at noon. What do you want I bring you? Speaking of this, Song Qingyi suddenly remembered, "Well, I want to give you a small servant, so it's easier to go out." A person will be bored reading all day long, I won't bring the streamer tomorrow, if you want to go out, call him, and wait for the next two days, I will pick a few people for you to choose. "A male wife is different from a male concubine, a man is a righteous monarch, as long as the husband agrees, with a small guard, he can report and walk around the house, but the male concubine cannot, that is a complete backyard person.

The words fell, and he didn't hear a response, Song Qingyi, who was drinking the soup, looked up and saw a scene that surprised him.

I saw Qi Runyun's hand shake and turn over the soup bowl in front of him, and the fragrant soup splashed all over.

The servant who was waiting next to him quickly stepped forward to clean up, and Song Qingyi also quickly pulled the person up, "What's the matter, so careless, it's so hot." "The soup just came out, but it was still hot.

"Master wants to match me with a little girl?" Thinking that this person didn't care about the accident on his body at all, he just squeezed Song Qingyi's hand holding him tightly, thinking that he wanted to confirm something.

Song Qingyi saw that his expression was wrong, so he hurriedly waved away the maid who was waiting to clean up, and looked at his own Zhengjun with a straight face. "What's the matter? It's going to give you a little girl, you can't always detain you in the backyard, my father is still healthy, my mother is also taking care of things, my yard is just our two masters have nothing extra to take care of you, the days are boring, it's okay to go out for a walk. Song Qingyi said slowly, looking at the surprise in Qi Runyun's eyes, his heart was sour. This is a decision he has made a long time ago, since he wants to return to the right path in this life, he naturally wants to manage his life well, and Qi Runyun will be his closest person for the next half of his life, whether it is because of the guilt of his previous life, or the expectations of this life, he hopes that this person can be happier.

From the previous life to the present, his wife has always given him the impression of being cold, quiet and indifferent, Song Qingyi has never seen him change his face except for the rich and tragic scene in his memory, but now this person is in such a gaffe in front of him, and even has a trace of trance.

He could understand that Qi Runyun's appearance was all men, but he was trapped in the backyard, and he had to have a trace of pity from his husband to get a trace of freedom from this boxy sky, and even more so he didn't think about this problem at all in his previous life, so he let this young man wander in the backyard, and finally was killed by a woman.

His eyes darkened, Song Qingyi opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, and finally just said in a low voice, "Let the subordinates tidy up the wing room on the right side to make your small study, and when you have time, you can go to my study to pick up some books, or go out to the bookstore to find what you are interested in." ”

Thinking that since he would go to his study to beg for books in such a cold relationship in the previous life, I thought that this person should also love to read, and buying him a small study might allow him to pass the time.

As if he had just come back to his senses, Qi Runyun restrained the surprise in his eyes, and his expression, which was silent on weekdays, seemed to be a little more vivid, "Thank you for your grace." He seemed to feel that this sentence was too cold, pursed his lips, and said again, "Thank you, master." ”

Song Qingyi laughed, "Tell me to be cautious." ”

Qi Runyun nodded slowly but solemnly, "Be cautious." ”