It wasn't until the evening that Su Xianyu looked for Wen Qingyao who was sitting on the ground crying in the jungle, her pink skirt was stained red by the blood flowing from her legs, after all, it was also her daughter's home, where could she endure these pains.

Su Xianyu looked anxious and hurriedly jumped off the horse, strode to Wen Qingyao's side and squatted, lifted her Luo skirt, and checked the injury on her leg.

Seeing that there was a long opening on the delicate leg that was cut by a branch, Su Xianyu's solemn brows were tightly locked, as if he could feel her pain, and his heart also ached faintly.

Wen Qingyao's pear blossom threw herself into Su Xianyu's arms with rain, a handful of snot, a handful of tears, full of grievances, and the good-smelling Mo Lanxiang on Su Xianyu's body made her feel a lot more at ease.

Su Xianyu stretched out her hand to wrap the trembling little girl, gently patted her back and comforted, "Okay, it's okay." ”

"Su Xianyu, my leg hurts so much, woo~~~ Is it going to break? What if it breaks? Woo~~ I'm going to be a lame beauty, so I can't marry you. Wen Qingyao's words were crying, choked up, and looked up at Su Xianyu with teary eyes.

Su Xianyu, who had a solemn expression because of guilt, couldn't help but be amused by her words, so he continued to comfort, "It won't break, it's just scratched by a branch, and when you go back to the house, let your cousin Zerui take the best gold sore medicine in the palace and apply it, so that it won't leave a scar." ”

"That means you're willing to marry me?"

It turns out that this little girl is waiting for him here, and she can't help but wonder.

But somewhere in my heart began to melt unconsciously, becoming gradually softer, and even felt that today's sunshine was extraordinarily gentle.

Some hearts are excited, but once they start, they are overwhelmed.

The breeze passed, a little sultry, when did the young general follow such a little girl, clamoring to marry him all day long.

Maybe it was the wall of the General's Mansion that day.

Wen Qingyao, who was only five or six years old, wore a light blue dress, a good-looking pink coral bead hairpin half-tied up her hair, and her hair flew in the wind, standing on the wall, against the light, she couldn't see clearly, and she smiled mischievously, like an elf who had fallen into the mortal world.

"What kid are you? What do you do by climbing over the walls of my house? ”

"I'm Wen Qingyao, your future general's wife."

Maybe it's on the long street that day.

I don't know why, the little girl actually fought with a little boy who was much taller than her, although she couldn't beat half a point, she suffered all the hardships, but she still didn't forgive, and when he arrived, the corners of her mouth were still bleeding, her little face and clothes were dirty, and she cried at him aggrieved.

Su Xianyu was very angry, and beat the little boy hard, but he was still angry, and he actually felt like he wanted to crush the man's bones and ashes. Later, he learned that the little boy was the youngest son of the Shangshu family of the Ministry of Rites, so Su Xianyu was beaten by his father, saying that as a general, his fists and feet could only be waved at the enemy, how could he bully his compatriots.

General Su took Su Xianyu to the Ministry of Rites Shangshu's house to apologize, but Su Xianyu was beaten to death and did not admit his mistake, which provoked General Su to be angry and beaten again, Lord Shangshu saw that he was really stubborn, and he had already been taught a hard lesson by his father, so he raised his hand and said forget it.

Scenes of the past appeared in Su Xianyu's mind, and the little girl who was crying or naughty was engraved more and more clearly in his mind, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and his smile was soft.

"What are you laughing at? You haven't answered me yet. Wen Qingyao said coquettishly, breaking Su Xianyu's memories.

Su Xianyu didn't say a word, but ripped off the corner of his clothes and bandaged Wen Qingyao's wounds, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his movements were gentle like caring for a treasure.

Then he said, "Tell me yourself, is there a daughter in this royal city who is as delicate and willful as you?" I didn't look like a lady all day. "The answer is not what you asked.

If this was said by someone else, Wen Qingyao would not take it to heart, and would definitely return the favor, and he would have nothing to say. But these words came out of Su Xianyu's mouth, and she didn't have any temper.

"What? Do you like women who are gentle and thoughtful? There was no hidden loss in his tone.

Su Xianyu grew up in the military camp since he was a child, and he didn't learn the words of coaxing girls at all, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, but he still lowered his head and gently rubbed Wen Qingyao's legs, silent.

Wen Qingyao saw that Su Xianyu bowed her head and was silent, so she continued. "What's wrong with a woman like me? When I have learned the same martial arts as you, I can go to the battlefield with you to protect you. ”

When Su Xianyu heard this, he hurriedly raised his head and said, "How can you go to the battlefield as a female doll, the battlefield is fierce and terrifying, I'm afraid that you will cry again when the time comes, so you should stay at home obediently, and I naturally don't need your protection." ”

The meaning of Su Xianyu's words is obviously to express that he can bear the bloody rain alone, his little girl just needs to be happy all day long, if she gets into trouble, he will protect her.

But in Wen Qingyao's ears, he really still thought she was a troublemaker.

For a moment, Wen Qingyao raised her hand to wrap her arms around Su Xianyu's neck, and a burst of good-smelling Mo Lanxiang attacked, which made people a little obsessed, she said: "Su Xianyu, when I give a ceremony, you will go to my house to propose, otherwise I will go to your general's mansion to propose, Uncle Su has always been very good to me, and he must agree to our marriage, you are not allowed to speak, nor are you allowed to refuse." ”

Su Xianyu smiled helplessly, and really didn't answer, nor did he refuse, but said, "Let's go, otherwise they should be worried." ”

After speaking, he hugged Wen Qingyao horizontally, her small body was extremely light, she couldn't help but hug her tightly, hugged her on the horse's back, jumped on the horse with ease, wrapped Wen Qingyao in her arms, pulled the reins, and went to the meeting point.

In the distance, Feng Zerui saw a horse and two people, slowly walking towards this side.

"Qing Yao." Feng Zerui anxiously rode forward, and Nan Anyu followed.

Seeing Wen Qingyao's blood-stained Luo skirt, Nan Anyu frowned, and said guiltily, "The three of us who are elder brothers can't even take care of your little girl, it's really embarrassing." ”

"Brother An Yu, don't blame yourself, my own skills are not as good as others, and I will definitely practice equestrian more diligently in the future. Besides, I don't hurt anymore. Wen Qingyao smiled back sweetly.

"Still practicing? My aunt, you'd better stop. Feng Zerui said.

Wen Qingyao raised her little fist unconvinced, and said coquettishly: "Hmph, Feng Zerui, in the future, I will definitely beat you to your knees and beg for mercy." ”

Her threat was simply cute in Feng Zerui's eyes, so he couldn't help laughing, "Okay, then wait and see." ”

Wen Qingyao then spoke: "Ze Rui, you have to take out the best plasters in the palace, don't be stingy, don't let me leave a scar, I can't be a beauty in this Fengjin City." ”

"You little girl, ask yourself, when have I ever been stingy with you. When I return to the palace, I will send you a box of good plasters, and then you will still say that I am stingy. Feng Zerui smiled heartily and said, "It's not too early, let's go home early, so as not to worry my uncle." ”

As soon as she heard that she had returned home, Wen Qingyao instantly lost her spirit, and said with a sad face: "I'm done, if I go back like this, my father will definitely punish me again, so I've been confined for a few days, and I'm going to be closed again." ”

Wen Qingyao's father was the emperor of Tianxuanguo, and he taught the children of princes and nobles in the royal private school, the Imperial School, and was highly respected. He has always hoped that his children are also knowledgeable and knowledgeable, but who knew that he gave birth to a daughter like Wen Qingyao, who spent her days messing around on the long street with the small people in the market, and never stopped making trouble, often blowing her beard angrily and staring, and she was helpless, so she had to be punished and confined in the hope that she could stop for a few days.

Nan Anyu looked at the sad Wen Qingyao and whispered with relief, "It's okay, my father is all for your good after all." ”

"That's it, my uncle won't do anything to you, besides, he will be a good man when he comes out in a few days." Feng Zerui teased.

"Feng Zerui, I ask you, can you leave me a good image in front of Su Xianyu?" Wen Qingyao angrily threw Feng Zerui a roll of the eyes.

In addition to Su Xianyu's side, there is always a fart like her, and there is also a nasty Feng Zerui, who doesn't give her half of her daughter's affection when she returns.

"Everyone is so familiar, what are you pretending, what are you like, I'm afraid I know better than me." Feng Zerui continued to joke, and then turned to Su Xianyu and said, "Brother Xianyu, if you really marry my cousin in the future, I'm afraid you will have to worry about it like an old father." With that, he rode away at a gallop.

"Feng Zerui, you are looking for death." Wen Qingyao wanted to pull the reins and chase after her, but she was so controlled by Su Xianyu that she couldn't move.

Su Xianyu's slightly cool palm covered the back of Qing Yao's warm hand, and the breeze blew the girl's hair onto his face, accompanied by the fragrance of the hair, and his heart itched. "Let's slow down, or we'll have to hurt your leg again."

The warmth slowly surrounded his back, and the breath he exhaled when he spoke in his ears made his little daughter, who had never known shyness, blush.