The owner of the broad-chested man that Situ Jiao fell into was really an uninvited guest who had already entered Qingyun Pavilion, and this uninvited guest was Yang Lingxiao, who was supposed to be in the northern pass.

Yang Lingxiao unexpectedly appeared in Qingyun Pavilion and appeared in front of Situ Jiao, so that Situ Jiao couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Mu Ran struggled out of Yang Lingxiao's arms, took two steps back and looked at the person in front of him blankly, but he didn't speak.

"Don't recognize?" Seeing Situ Jiao's eyes flashing and looking at herself cutely, Yang Lingxiao's heart bloomed like a spring flower, and he stretched out his hand and gently pinched Situ Jiao's pretty face, suppressed a smile and raised his eyebrows.

"You, really you? How will you come back? The face was pinched, although it didn't hurt, but it also made Situ Jiao come back to her senses a little, but she was still a little surprised and couldn't help herself, and there was always a feeling of being in a dream.

"That's right, it's really me! If you don't believe it, you can touch it. Although Yang Lingxiao was a little darker and rougher, he still had a handsome face and approached Situ Jiao, with a warm smile.

Situ Jiao's state was still sleepwalking, and sure enough, she reached out and touched Yang Lingxiao's face according to her words, and there was a warm and rough touch in her palm, which made her quickly retract her hand.

Seeing that Situ Jiao still seemed a little incredulous, Yang Lingxiao couldn't help but sigh slightly, took her hand and sat down on the side: "It was the sage who sent a secret decree to let me rush back to Kyoto day and night, and I can't give you news in advance." ”

"Huh? The secret decree of the saints? Have you ever been in the palace and seen a saint? Situ Jiao finally found herself and was able to react normally.

"Naturally, I have entered the palace. No, I have seen the saint and the prince when I entered the palace, and I came to see you when I left the palace! Yang Lingxiao touched Situ's delicate little hand for a while.

Situ Jiao's mind was all about Yang Lingxiao's return, and she didn't notice that Yang Lingxiao had been playing with her little hand, so that Yang Lingxiao, who hadn't pulled Situ Jiao's little hand for almost a year, ate enough of Situ Jiao's tender tofu.

"You came to see me directly when you left the palace? Why are you like this, you should always go back to the house to see your aunt and uncle first! Situ Jiao's face was slightly red, and there was a hint of sweetness in his heart, but he said angrily in his mouth.

"Hehehe......" After a burst of happy laughter, Yang Lingxiao stood up, took advantage of the situation to pull Situ Jiao up, and hugged Situ Jiao's whole person in his arms, which was the rhythm of openly starting to eat tofu.

Situ Jiao only struggled slightly twice in shame, and then glanced at the room, and then realized that Yulan and Chunmei, who were originally serving by her side, had avoided the house.

Without the maids watching in front of her, Situ Jiao finally didn't resist anymore, and leaned the whole person into Yang Lingxiao's arms as Yang Lingxiao's wish.

Seeing that the little woman's body in his arms softened, the corners of Yang Lingxiao's eyes and eyebrows were full of pleasure, and he lowered his head and sniffed the top of Situ Jiao's hair vigorously.

Situ Jiao's body still has that faint medicinal fragrance, fresh and refreshing, so that Yang Lingxiao is reluctant to let go of Situ Jiao, and can't wait to embrace him for a long time.

Although Situ Jiao leaned into Yang Lingxiao's arms, she was still a little uncomfortable.

Although Situ Jiao was married in the previous life, leaning on a man's arms like this, it was the first time in the previous life and this life.

"How long can you stay in Kyoto when the saint summoned you back this time?" When the two of them sat down again, Situ Jiao asked while drinking tea for Yang Lingxiao.

"There are no special circumstances, so I shouldn't be out of Kyoto for the time being." Yang Lingxiao took the tea brought by Situ Jiao.

"Ah, the ...... of the North Gate" Situ Jiao looked at Yang Lingxiao with wide eyes.

"Don't worry, although the defense of the North Border Pass is not impregnable, as long as it is not the Beichen Kingdom, it is not desperate, and it is more than enough to press all the hundreds of thousands of troops to the North Border Pass, and resist the Beichen Kingdom. Besides, your father is not a vegetarian either! Yang Lingxiao patted Situ Jiao's little hand and comforted.

"Can my father really do it?" It's not that Situ Jiao looks down on Situ Kong, it's that Situ Kong hasn't done a few things that can make Situ Jiao look at it.

"Hehehe, then you underestimate your father! Don't worry, your father is fine! As long as he is away from your grandmother, he is not so brainless. Now in the eyes of the soldiers of the North Border Pass, your father is a man, a real man! Yang Lingxiao's affirmation of Situ Kong in his words made Situ Jiao's heart fall.

Since Yang Lingxiao is so sure, I think Situ Kong does have his own advantages.

"Since you won't be leaving Kyoto for a while, when will you pick up those shops?" Looking at the account book on the table, thinking of the hard work just now, since Yang Lingxiao would stay in Kyoto, Situ Jiao immediately thought about returning the three shops to Yang Lingxiao.

"Which shops?" Yang Lingxiao asked pretending to be puzzled.

"Those are the three shops you handed over to me before you left Kyoto!" Situ Jiao's eyes widened, and she said with a small face.

"Oh, you mean the three shops." Yang Lingxiao woke up like a dream, and then smiled slightly: "Those shops are no longer surnamed Yang, but surnamed Situ, why do you want me to pick them up?" ”

If you send something out, where is the reason to come back?

"Huh?" Situ Jiao looked at Yang Lingxiao blankly, why couldn't she keep up with this person's rhythm?

Yang Lingxiao stretched out his finger and gently stroked Situ Jiao's little face with his fingertips: "It's just those shops, and you should always remember it!" Sooner or later, mine will be yours, so why bother coming and going? You can just think of it as a dowry that I gave you in advance. ”

Situ Jiao tilted her head back to avoid Yang Lingxiao's fingers, and looked at Yang Lingxiao, who still wanted to continue to touch her little face, but her pretty face couldn't help but flush again.

She is only thirteen years old, what kind of dowry is still very early, this person is now thick-skinned!

However, since Yang Lingxiao said this, Situ Jiao didn't want to dwell on this matter anymore, thinking that maybe Yang Lingxiao hadn't received her last letter, she got up and walked to the Bogu shelf on the side, where she put the treasure box where she specially stored her letters, and opened the box and picked out the letter about Su Yin's death that was filled with electricity.

Yang Lingxiao took the letter handed over by Situ Jiao, raised his eyebrows, but didn't ask anything, took the letter and read it.

Gradually, Yang Lingxiao's face was a little gloomy, and it seemed that he didn't have a trace of feeling for Su Yin.

It seems that this is not entirely true, it should be that Ling Xiao in his previous life still had some friendship with Su Miao.

As for Yang Lingxiao in this life, Situ Jiao felt that Yang Lingxiao, who did not have much contact with Su Yin, should not have too many thoughts about Su Yin. (To be continued.) )