In a European-style room, a man in a long shirt with short hair sits behind a Chinese desk, writing something. At the age of about fifty, his thick black hair is mixed with a few white threads, and his face and body look very healthy, and the traces of his youth can still be seen.

A dignified and beautiful woman came in with tea, put the freshly brewed Biluochun on the table, and sighed: "It's been almost ten days, and there is no news at all." It's really worrying. ”

Zhao Changtian put down the pen in his hand and glanced at her: "You still don't know what our eldest daughter is?" Although she is still young, she is smart and steady, and she will be fine. ”

"Now the situation is so chaotic, and she is going to such a place, how can I rest assured?"

"Isn't there Bao Cui with you? Besides, accompanied by the subordinate of the Qin family, I think that person is reliable, and he should be able to protect Ji'er. ”

Zhao walked to the leather sofa at the opposite door and sat down, with a worried face: "Alas, I've been thinking about it these days, whether it was right to marry Ji'er to their Qin family in the first place. Look at how ...... she's doing now," she said, and couldn't go on any longer, but finally just sighed again: "Maybe you shouldn't have married her off so early." ”

"I'm married, what's the use of talking about it now?" Zhao Changtian picked up the tea and walked over, sat down next to her, and said: "Since Feng Yuantong's death, Ji'er seems to have changed as a person, she has been soulless and depressed all day long, and her whole person has lost weight several times. You can't just let her go on like that, right? ”

"I thought I would arrange a good family for her, and maybe I could come out. But the key is the Qin family's kid......"

"I have always been very clear about Youchen, this child, no matter his family background or appearance, he is very compatible with Ji'er. Moreover, don't look at him as a hanger, he is actually very smart, and I am very relieved that Ji'er is in his hands. ”

"Reassured? At this time, I still have good things to say for him. Zhao said unhappily: "Have you forgotten what happened to Ji'er on the day you got married?" He shouldn't have embarrassed Ji'er like that no matter what. That's it at first, do you expect him to be kind to our daughter in the future? ”

Zhao Changtian was silent for a while, and insisted on saying: "Maybe there is no man who can treat Ji'er more well than him." ”

Zhao Shi was stunned, looked at her husband in disbelief, and stood up suddenly, almost suspecting that he had taken the wrong medicine: "I really don't understand you!" After saying that, he walked out of the house angrily.

Qin Youchen sat on the horse's back, still dressed as a subordinate, his sleeves rolled up, revealing half of his arm, his bony fingers holding the reins, walking slowly on the road, with a stick of grass in his mouth, looking like a person who went out for a walk. Seeing his appearance, Xiao Hei couldn't help but feel a little upset, and said, "Third Young Master, this is all burning eyebrows, why are you still so careless like a person who has nothing to do, let's hurry back?" ”

"Isn't it almost there?" Qin Youchen raised his body with one foot and turned around, crossed Erlang's legs, leaned on the horseback with his head on his hands, and the grass in his mouth shook and swayed, looking even more lazy.

Xiao Hei was helpless, and looked at Zhao Ji for help: "Third young grandmother-"

Zhao Ji didn't go back, waved the horsewhip, and rode away directly, Baocui saw it and hurriedly followed. For a moment, only the dust raised by the horse's hooves was left. The little black eyes looked at their distant figures, and then looked sideways at Qin Youchen, who was still leisurely beside him, suffering from the torment of returning to his heart like an arrow. I don't know what the situation is in the province now? What happened to the warbler?