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Even Lin Qixu's calm and quiet temperament smiled at the corners of her lips from time to time, and she was open-minded, if it weren't for the thought of her baby brother who was about to go to southern Yunnan to suffer, maybe her life would be faster and happier.

The Marquis of Jing'an Mansion did not make any difficulties on the surface of this 'distribution', and the two of them met calmly in the court, and there was no big fight. Changping Bofu obviously doesn't care much about his grandson, obviously only thinking about being a low-key person, but he was still pushed to the forefront, Lin Qixu couldn't help but think that it was good to die, at least there was no need to drag the notoriety of the men and women of the clan to be discriminated against in marriage.

A good attitude and a good mood stop at the moment before meeting my brother.

Clusters of unknown wildflowers can always be seen on the side of the gravel road in the countryside and fields, vibrant, splendid and colorful, delicately dotted in the scorching summer sun, but they can never escape the fate of withering and decaying. Lin Qixu was standing in front of the window, fiddling with the bouquet of wild lilies bought from the peasant woman, the milky white trumpet flowers were slightly curly, white and fragrant, and the breeze blew, which was a burst of freshness.

It wasn't until the noise outside the house became louder that she looked up.

It was Qichen, striding from the courtyard gate.

The scorching sun was in the sky, the horses were galloping all the way, and the temples on his back had already been soaked with sweat, Qi Chen calmed down, straightened his messy clothes, and looked at his sister leaning against the window.

The courtyard is clean and dusty, the servants under the corridor are waiting, the environment is comfortable, and my sister looks demure and fair, and it seems that she has become much more beautiful.

In stark contrast, Qichen is lean and swarthy.

Although the summer sun is a little hot, although it is really hard to patrol the night......

But Lin Qixu still couldn't help but think of somewhere else.

The summer is slightly warm, and Lin Qixu's smile is full of tenderness.

"Come inside." Her eyes quickly slid over Qichen's slightly darkened face, and her heart tightened over her brother's slightly empty trouser legs and waistband.

The interior of the house is as good as ever, cosy and relaxing.

Lin Qichen poured a cup of tea, wiped the water stains on his lips a little rudely, and grinned greatly, without the elegance and gentleness of the handsome young man in the past.

Lin Qixu saw it in his eyes and didn't say a word.

"It's my sister's Rui King, right?"

Not only the appearance, but even the voice was no longer as fresh as before, with some intolerable hoarseness, as if a piece of fine porcelain was inexplicably mixed with a grain of rough sand, which made people irritated to listen to.

Lin Qixu frowned, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea again, and gently pushed it over.

"Moisten your throat again." There was inevitably a bit of distress in his tone.

Lin Qichen took it silently and drank it all.

"What have you spelled out, you don't even care about your body." Lin Qixu took a deep breath, gently stroked his hair behind his ears for his younger brother, and looked at his emaciated cheeks with his eyes.

Lin Qichen's eyes were as deep as night, so dark that he couldn't see the bottom. The muscles of his cheeks twitched, and his pursed lips opened and closed slightly, and he swallowed again in an instant. A look of wanting to speak and stopping, especially begging for beating.

"Is it for the sake of thanksgiving for such hesitation?"

Lin Qixu couldn't get used to his younger brother's hesitant appearance, so he simply pointed it out.

She looked at Qichen's face and turned two points white, noticed the two leaves on her brother's robe, and while picking them off, she added fuel to the fire and said, "Yang Ying didn't notice it?" ”

Then, Lin Qixu saw that her younger brother's face turned pale in an instant, as white as a ghost, and it was miserable.

"Then you should stay away from Xie Yi and hang in front of other people's husbands every day, isn't it always reminding Yang Ying of Xie Yi's infidelity and betrayal to him? Xie Yi will have a worse life. Lin Qixu's voice was as soft as snow in winter, one by one, sprinkled coldly on Qi Chen's heart, chilling his heart.

Lin Qichen almost roared, his expression sad to hideous.

"I met her first! Obviously I met her first......" He gritted his teeth, his mouth full of blood, like a wounded beast out of control, shrugging his thin shoulders, hanging his once high head, trying to hold back the tears in his eyes.

A warm hand caressed his almost sunken face, rubbing it softly.

"Qichen." Lin Qixu sighed with infinite emotion and said, "I'm sorry. ”

"You leave the capital...... The world out there is big, and there are so many people out there, enough to forget about a woman who doesn't belong to you, even though she's really nice. But you cocoon yourself like this, don't count yourself as bitter, and kill Xie Yi. Do you have to force her to die? Lin Qixu said softly word by word, the faint wisteria fragrance of her clothes floated one by one, and she slowly held her brother's head, trying to comfort Qichen who was covered in bruises with her heart.

Lin Qichen buried his head in his sister's arms, and shook his head vigorously when he heard the words.

Lin Qixu's hand caressed his undulating back, stroked his neck with sweat stains, and stroked his still wet back, as if it could soothe the pain in his heart.

"Xie Yi, she is very strong, it is good for everyone for you to leave the capital."

Compared with constantly encouraging his younger brother not to give up, Lin Qixu had to change his countermeasures. Jing'an Houfu is not an ordinary family, this marriage was finalized by the Queen Mother, and it is a certainty, this kind of large family generally speaking, even if the husband dies, the widow will not be allowed to return home and remarry. As the first prince's family, the Xie family has a daughter who married into the royal family, and there is no tolerance for such a thing as a girl's return.

"Is it really good for Xie Yi?"

Lin Qichen was almost crying, and immediately held back his tears and asked hesitantly.

Lin Qixu raised his eyebrows, and his words changed: "When you leave the capital, don't worry about anything else, but just worry about Xie Yi." "My own brother, it's really infatuated.

called her a sister, how can she be embarrassed.

Lin Qichen raised his head suddenly, a little embarrassment appeared on his face, scratched his scalp, and smiled: "Sister, no." It's not you. ”

His nose was red, and there was still a little moisture left next to his eye sockets, but fortunately he had come out of a dead end.

What Lin Qixu is most worried about is his brother's paranoia and persistence.

It's great that Qichen still cares about her sister.

"Life is long, and there are many variables. You have to believe in yourself, the counterinsurgency in southern Yunnan is a good time to make contributions, whether it is for me or for yourself, you must do it steadfastly. Lin Qixu tried hard to put his younger brother's thoughts on some serious things, and continued to brainwash him, "Compared with poor students and ordinary people, your starting point is already very high." Don't live up to such good connections, and don't live up to the emperor's respect for you. ”

This matter can be turned into a big thing and a small thing, Yang Ying didn't dare to pierce this layer of window paper, in the final analysis, what he looked at was the three-point thin face of the saint.

In the end, it's a scandal.

"However, Yang Yinghe, you have to guard against it." It's a man who can't bear it.

Lin Qichen's slightly drooping eyes also crossed a ruthless color, and he responded quietly on his face: "Got it." My sister should also be careful when she is in the capital. I'm afraid that Yang Ying won't be able to whip me, and it will be difficult to pursue it, so I will directly spill my anger on your head. ”

Lin Qixu smiled indifferently in his heart, what his brother said is unlikely to be possible, after all, there is a ready-made punching bag in the house, Yang Ying didn't come to kill you directly, he just vented all his resentment on Xie Yi.

Lin Qixu didn't dare to tell his younger brother this sentence.

After a little thought, she was afraid that her younger brother would really go to the Jing'an Hou Mansion with a knife.