Chapter Eighty-Three: A Dream in a Life
Xie Shaoyi looked at Rong Li touching Zijin's head with a doting face, his eyes were full of disdain, he put his hand on his mouth and coughed lightly, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Rong Li take his hand, but he didn't feel half embarrassed about his behavior regardless of the occasion, Xie Shaoyi shook his head. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Every time the previous head of the Wang family dies, it is the weakest moment, and although Zijing is quite prestigious in the imperial city, it is the opposite in the Wang family, so some people have opinions about Zijing inheriting the head of the family."
Xie Shaoyi saw that Zijin listened carefully, and there was an inexplicable joy in his heart, that kind of joy beating, just like the state of mind when he was a child who longed to be appreciated by adults, sighed deeply and deeply, and hid the truest truth with regretful words.
The remnant sun was like blood, and when the last touch of red around the distant sky slowly disappeared in the sky, her eyes seemed to be stars that would never disappear in the dim light.
"Under the management of Xi Jian, the Xi family has become a prominent family in Tianyu in recent years, so it is not surprising that Zijing married Xinuo, and the two of them are childhood sweethearts, and the two of them have no guesses."
Zijin looked teachable, "It turned out to be a childhood sweetheart, that's pretty good." ”
"Yes, besides, Shino is Zijing's cousin."
"What ......" Zijin wanted to say that his cousin and cousin were close relatives who couldn't get married, but he was shocked, but he coughed violently, and the more he coughed, the more fierce he became, he couldn't stop at all, Rong Li stretched out his hand and took Zijin who bowed into a shrimp shape in his arms, gently stroked her back, and felt the violent tremor of the petite body in his arms.
His smile was as soft as the waves of water and shallow into a touch of moonlight, and there was always a unique fragrance of herbs on his body. Zijin's cough gradually calmed down, and he slowly sat up and said, "I'm sorry, I just lost my temper." ”
Xie Shaoyi picked up the tea and handed it to Zijin, every action was well-behaved and polite, very Fengyi. Zijin took the teacup and nodded, "Thank you." ”
"It's okay for the county lord to be fine."
Rong Li frowned slightly, holding the teacup and didn't know what he was thinking, and put the teacup back on the table: "Shaoyi's time is not early, you should go back." ”
Xie Shaoyi stood up and waved slightly to Zijin, "The county lord takes his leave." After saluting Zijin, Xie Shaoyi smoothed the wrinkles on his sleeves and said, "Ah Li, you should take care of your injuries, don't be careless." ”
After Xie Shaoyi finished speaking, he turned around and walked outside, listening to Xie Shaoyi's steps gradually walking away, Rong Li stretched out his hand again, "The county lord really picks a lot of flowers." ”
The whole person dodged back, grabbed Rong Li's wrist with his hand, and someone gave him face to her, and now no one still wants to take advantage of her, "It's not spring yet, where are the peach blossoms?" ”
Seeing that Zijin was not very happy, Rong Li withdrew his hand with a smile, "Yes, it's not spring yet." "So there's still time to prune well, and it's inevitable that the peach blossoms will turn into apricot blossoms, and it won't be easy to do.
Zijin pulled Rongli's sleeves, "Why are you smiling so weirdly." ”
Rong Li chuckled lightly and said in a playful voice: "It turns out that the county lord cares about me so much, even the meaning of my smile can you understand it so thoroughly?" ”
Zijin opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to refute at all.
"Why did the county lord react so much?" Rong Li did not dwell on the topic just now, but directly moved on to the next topic. Zijin's smile froze on his face, and it was really difficult to speak, "I...... I wasn't mentally prepared just now. "If there's a hole in the ground, she'd really want to get into it, it's a shame.
"Oh? Is it? Rong Li's smile was gentle but chilling to the bottom of her heart, Zijin pretended to cough, thinking that it was good to pass the test in a foolish way, but she underestimated Rong Li's persistence.
"County Lord, why do you react so much to such an ordinary thing."
Zijin sighed slightly, his fingers traced the shape of the cup along the edge of the teacup, "Rong Li, close relatives can't get married in our place, so I can't accept it either, this is a deep-rooted thought." ”
Marriage between close relatives was a very common thing in ancient times, because they did not know how much misfortune the marriage of close relatives would cause to future generations because two adults were too close in blood.
Besides, the cousin marrying the cousin, Zijin is uncomfortable even if she just thinks about it, but how can she tell Rong Li that this is **** in the future and will be legally responsible, he won't understand it.
Rong Li didn't ask but silently bowed his head and groaned, after a while, he reached out and untied the brocade belt on his eyes, and his slender fingers flexibly folded the brocade band extremely square at the corner of the desk, he turned his head to look at Zijin, the mist in his eyes that had not yet recovered had not yet dissipated, but it was indeed much better than a few days ago.
Looking at each other quietly without saying a word, it was enough to make Zijin's heartbeat chaotic, like a fog, the beautiful young man in front of him, like a pure white cloud washed by the blue sky, high and far away, he slowly raised his hand to stroke Zijin's cheek, and his cool fingers gently stroked it, the gentle and delicate touch made Zijin a little greedy, and some wanted to ask for more tenderness that belonged to him.
"County Lord, I'm very happy." Because she can't accept a marriage like Xiang Zijing. Rong Li smiled lightly, and the smile was extremely pure and harmless.
Zijin bit her lip and got up suddenly, did she still want to plant it in Rong Li's hands again, why did she not have a long memory. The more Zijin thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and he ran out without looking back. Leaving Rong Li alone in the room, Rong Li smiled self-deprecatingly, he had always been concerned about nothing, this time he was so worried that one day the woman would no longer be restrained by him, and would completely disappear from him, a little ridiculous, he seemed to be immersed in an endless chase game, and addicted.
Rong Li picked up the empty teacup on the table and looked at the delicate pattern on the wall of the cup, "I can't accept it, should I, happy?" ”
Seeing Rong Li sitting under the tree as usual, Zijin naturally walked over and sat down beside him, neither of them mentioned last night's incident, they still chatted casually, saying whatever they wanted, and occasionally Zijin would talk about some things in his past, and by the way, he instilled some modern thoughts into Rong Li. In fact, it wasn't that Zijin was bored all day, but that she once inadvertently talked about some things, all of which she thought the ancients must have been difficult to understand, but Rong Li actually understood them, and asked some things she wanted to know from time to time.
She admits that she underestimated the IQ of the ancients, and her amazing ability to blend things up.
Rong Li stretched out his hand and picked up a reddish fruit from the plate next to him, put it in his mouth and tasted the sweetness, "The county lord never seems to have mentioned his family. ”
Zijin looked at him and raised his eyebrows, "Young Master Rong has never mentioned your family." ”
Rong Li couldn't help but be amused by Zijin, "The county lord really doesn't want to eat at all." ”
"The county lord wants to hear it?"
"Can you tell me?" Zijin's eyes lit up, he sat up and grabbed Rong Li's arm excitedly and shook it, and Rong Li smiled meaningfully and said, "It's okay to tell the county lord, but I'll ask for some compensation." ”