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Winter is coming to spring, and the spring famine in the north has finally come.

As Song Yu expected, the grain and grass of the golden soldiers will be exhausted.

He contacted Mei Yuanhao and Song Wu, the prince of Zhenguo, and the three parties besieged the Jin soldiers' camp together, but in just a few days, the Jin soldiers were completely defeated, and the army of Jun Yu shocked the Jin country, and also won him more praise.

In March of the same year, he returned to the court.

Zhen Guogong and Song Wu still guarded the northern land, and Song Yu led the army back to Kyoto to restore his life.

The procession to greet him was lined up outside Kyoto, and the crowds of people surged and the cries shook the sky, and this time the great victory won him more prestige among the people.

Anping Hou Mansion.

Ping'er rushed in, and when she saw Qiu Ci still leaning on the soft couch reading a book as if nothing had happened, she couldn't help urging, "Miss, Miss, my uncle is back in Beijing today, and the team is almost at the city gate, why don't you go out yet!" ”

Qiu Ci didn't raise his eyebrows, his eyes were still staring at the scroll, "He'll come back when he comes back, what am I going out for?" ”

Ping'er, "...... That's my uncle! ”

Qiu Ci finally put down the scroll and glanced up at her, "You see, there are so many people at the city gate, we can't squeeze in, and it's useless to go, it's better to sit at home quietly." ”

Ping'er, what Miss "......" said was so reasonable, she was speechless.

However, there always seems to be something strange about it.

"Otherwise, let's go to the Zhenguo Mansion." Ping'er's mind turned, and she suddenly said, "Miss, let's go to the Zhenguo Mansion and wait for my aunt to go home." ”

Now it's Qiu Zhi's turn to be speechless.

This little hoof, it's really a shame that she can think of it.

"What are you afraid of, my uncle must be very happy when he sees Miss you at home." Ping'er said again, "There are so many people on the street, my uncle can't see us, but there is no one in the Guogong Mansion!" ”

The more Ping'er spoke, the more she felt that she was right, and she couldn't help but feel complacent, "Miss, do you think I'm right?" ”

Autumn words stroked his forehead, "Yes." ”

That's right!

"So what are you waiting for?" Ping'er was happy and anxious, "Let's go, don't let my uncle wait." ”

Qiu Ci sighed, shook his head and waved his hand, "You go out first and call Huanxi in." ”

It doesn't make sense with this girl.

Ping'er didn't know why, but she still went out obediently and called Huanxi in.

"Give me a change of clothes, I'm going to Puci Temple." Autumn words instructed Huanxi Road.

Huanxi didn't have as many questions as Ping'er, so she just answered yes and began to change her clothes.

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Song Yu entered the palace to see the emperor, and after receiving the reward, he came to the Anping Marquis Mansion non-stop, but he didn't expect that the porter said that Qiu Ci went to Puci Temple, and it was estimated that it would take a day or two to come back.

Song Yu stayed in place in a daze.

Did she know he was home, so she deliberately avoided him?

He sent so many letters, and she didn't reply; Now that he had returned home, she still refused to see him.

Sanniang, Sanniang, do you really want to abandon me?

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In the spring of March, the peach blossoms on the Pusi Ci bloom just right, the whole peach forest is a sea of flowers, look at it from afar, the pink and pink peach blossoms are adorned with the branches, the breeze blows, the peach blossoms on the treetops fall one after another, and they are in it, just like a fairyland.

Qiu Ci was reclining on a peach tree, the long green silk hanging down, she put her hand on the pillow, and looked up with empty eyes.

Through the mottled peach branches, she could see the clear blue sky, with white clouds in the sky, gently fluttering in the wind.

A gust of wind blew, and the peach blossoms fell all over her body, and she lay on the peach tree, seemingly unaware.

At some point, a man came under the tree.

Zhao Jingheng's eyes were slightly cold, "When are you going to avoid it?" ”

Qiu Ci was still half-squinting, looking at the peach blossoms in the sky.

Zhao Jingheng looked at her, she didn't move, still lying on the tree, the peach blossoms were flying, the breeze was blowing, her skirt was also flowing with the wind, her long hair hung under the tree, and as soon as the wind came, it was raised.

It was a beautiful picture.

He closed his eyes and looked down and sighed softly.

"Do you ......," he asked, thoughtfully, "do you like him?" ”

When he asked this, Qiu Ci was a little surprised.

She opened her eyes and looked at him, only to see that Zhao Jingheng had changed his lazy appearance in the past, and asked her seriously, with a somewhat serious expression.

"What is this for?" She said.

Zhao Jingheng tugged at the corners of her mouth, she obviously didn't intend to answer positively.

"Just ask." "I want to know what you're thinking." ”

Do you like it?

Of course, I like it a little, otherwise why would I still expect him? Why would he still be expected to write to her?

Although she was reluctant to admit it, she clearly understood.

For most of the six months he was gone, she thought about him almost every day.

She thought for a moment and replied seriously, "Yes." ”

Zhao Jingheng's expression froze, "Then what else are you running away from?" ”

Akiji shook his head, "I don't know how to face him. ”

It's one thing to like, but it's another thing to face.

He is the person in front of the emperor, and I am afraid that this kind of thing will not be the first time, nor will it be the last.

He always had something to hide from her.

Zhao Jingheng asked unrelentingly, "He has been in the Northland for so long, and he has never written a letter to you, what are you still thinking about him?" ”

This one is indeed somewhat hateful, but ......

"How did you know he didn't write to me?" Qiu Ci looked at him with burning eyes.

Zhao Jingheng suddenly felt that he had lifted a stone and hit himself in the foot.

He pouted, "I guess." ”

Qiu Ci smiled coldly, "You send someone to investigate me." ”

Zhao Jingheng laughed dryly.

Qiu Ji stared at his face for a long time, "You intercepted his letter. ”

Zhao Jingheng's smile froze on his face, and his expression was a little unnatural.

Grass!

Too smart a woman is just a nuisance!

Qiu Ci was originally a blind guess, if he hadn't intercepted it, then Zhao Jingheng would definitely jump to his feet and deny it; But looking at his expression now, it was a tacit acquiescence.

Qiu Ji held out his hand to him, "Bring it." ”

Zhao Jingheng looked at her hands that were as slender as white onions, and suddenly reached out to grab them.

Before Qiu Zi could react, he was tightly held in his hand.

"Xiao Tangyuan, Song Yu is not worthy of you, you forget him."

Qiu Ci's eyes widened, and his expression was like a ghost.

She pulled back her hand vigorously, but Zhao Jingheng held it tightly and refused to let go, and in the middle of the two pulling, she fell from the tree and was caught by Zhao Jingheng step forward.

The girl's soft body fell into his arms, a faint fragrance drifted to his nose with the wind, peach blossoms fell on the trees, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Zhao Jingheng heard his heart pounding, his legs tightened subconsciously, and he stared at the white and embarrassed face of the girl in his arms for a moment......

Yes, instead of shyness, there was embarrassment and anger on her face......

"Zhao Jingheng, let go of me!" She gritted her teeth.

Zhao Jingheng sighed, and let her go like a conditional reaction.

But his heart was still pounding, and this feeling was the first time he had ever experienced it......

His head was dizzy, and he heard his own voice say, "Little Tangyuan, why don't you follow me." ”