The front hall of Aoyagi-den, except for the beautiful couch at the back of the hall facing the main door, which is higher than the surrounding beauty, seems to be arranged as if it were the living place of a noble prince of the worldly dynasty.

On both sides of the beauty couch, a small table was placed, and some bamboo slips and classics were placed on the table at random.

In the middle of the beauty couch is a big round table, the beautiful and elegant shark silk will cover the round table, hang down to the place, the breeze occasionally rolls up the hem of the shark silk, you can peek into the exquisite and precious round table, the matching put a few stools, the white jade texture of the stool with the round table, not abrupt at all, strange nature and harmony.

On the round table, in addition to a kettle and a few teacups, there is only a green jade luan bird about 20 centimeters tall that spreads its wings and is lifelike.

On the left side of the front hall diagonally in the direction of the beauty couch, a nine-stringed instrument is placed, and a huge screen of distant mountains and clouds is placed behind the instrument, separating the nine-stringed instrument from an almost independent space without being narrow.

The rest of the space on the left is filled with flowers and trees to keep the space from looking empty.

A little back on the right is a chessboard, which looks messy, but has a unique pattern, all of which show that this is an unfinished chess game.

There are not many flowers and trees on the right, only two inconspicuous pots of floating blue flowers in the corners of the mouth.

Others are a few Bogu shelves, on which are ancient books or some ornaments, and of course there are some small things that are immature and out of place at first glance, which seem very abrupt, but its owner never seems to have thought of disposing of those things.

Judging from the wear and tear on those things, it all shows that its owner cherishes and loves it.

In addition to these, whether it is the space on the left or the right or the beauty long bed, there are light and foggy shark silk separation, which seems to be broken.

Because this kind of shark silk is thin and light, there is no beauty in the layer, and it is not difficult to guess how extravagant and beautiful it is from the scene of the shark silk rippling layer by layer in the wind.

Qin Qingtong has watched such a scene for more than ten years, but there is no moment when he feels so cordial and surprised as today.

In fact, this kind of style, Qin Qingtong didn't know why at first glance he felt that it was inexplicably weird with Liu Qingsi, like two incompatible scenes, skillfully and bluntly fused together.

Before seeing the real residence of Liu Qinghe's apse, although Qin Qingtong felt weird, he couldn't see what was weird.

After reading it, Qin Qingtong can actually guess a thing or two, but she doesn't want to think about it in her heart, she doesn't like to owe too much to others, even if that person is Liu Qingsi.

It's not because she doesn't love Liu Qingsi's father, on the contrary, from the day she knew her life experience, the little bit of her heart completely disappeared completely, and she really loved Liu Qingsi as a parent.

However, she never felt that she was a pure person, she had too many and single things to want, it was like going home. is destined to live up to Liu Qingsi's heart, and his heart is more panicked.

The love of parents and their children, regardless of the return, is purely empty, and Liu Qingsi's love for Qin Qingtong is the same.

But reincarnated as a human being, Qin Qingtong can't really only enjoy Liu Qingsi's love without reciprocating.

If it weren't for the long dream in the palace, Qin Qingtong would still pretend not to see it and not go to her heart with an ostrich mentality, but now she is really willing to face the true emotions in her heart.

This life is long or short, but many times if you turn a blind eye and don't know how to cherish it, you will only leave a regret in the end.

Qin Qingtong pursed her lips and clenched Liu Qingsi's hand even harder, her eyes were red, and she tried her best to prevent herself from crying.

"Daddy, you're so good, you don't have to be hard for yourself for me in the future."

Liu Qingsi was a little stunned, but he didn't say anything, stretched out his other hand and rubbed Qin Qingtong's head, and led the person towards the restaurant behind.

"Let's go, the porridge should be cold."

"Listen to Daddy."