When Xie Cheng came out after washing the dishes, he saw that the little girl was holding her head in one hand and holding a teacup in the other, staring intently at the red-hot charcoal in the basin.

He smiled faintly, slowed his pace, and sat down next to her.

She withdrew her gaze and stared at his handsome face for a long time.

"What's wrong?" He asked in a low voice.

Tang Xi said: "I'm thinking...... What will it be like if we get married in the future? ”

Xie Cheng's eyes lit up, and he said with burning eyes: "That must be a very wonderful feeling." ”

Tang Xi looked at him and pursed his mouth slightly, and then immediately withdrew his gaze.

"Here's this."

Xie Cheng took out a jade white comb out of nowhere, and there were a few plum blossoms carved on the comb.

Tang Xi took it and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why did you suddenly remember to send me a comb?" ”

He said: "Grandmother said that the meaning of giving a comb is to tie the hair together, so I made one for you." ”

"You did it?" Tang Xi was surprised, "You're still going to do this?" ”

He whispered, "I learned it from the master who made the comb, do you like it?" ”

After Tang Xi looked left and right, he raised his eyes and smiled at him, "I like everything you sent." ”

"Really?" He raised his eyebrows slightly and teased, "Then how about I give myself to you?" ”

She sneered at him and said, "You were originally mine, so you don't need to send it." ”

His thin lips were smooth, he reached out to take her into his arms, stroked her dark hair and said softly, "Then do you like me more, or do you like me to give me more?" ”

"Of course I like you more." She leaned on his shoulder, a sweet smile curling into her lips.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the comb in her hand, and the corners of her lips smiled slightly.

"You say, when Miss Ping'er gave Moyi a comb, did she also want to tie the knot with him?"

"Maybe it's just a hand-off."

Xie Cheng thought of Mo Yi's mood during this time, and there was a little more indifference between his eyebrows.

Mo Yi is younger than him, and to him, they are master and servant, and they are also brothers, so over the years, he has been more lenient with Mo Yi than others.

After getting along for so many years, it was the first time he had seen Mo Yi so sad.

Sometimes, it seems that he can talk and laugh, but his eyes always unconsciously show depression.

Several times, he could see Mo Yi staring at the comb in his hand in a daze.

Even, he has seen that he has been outside Mama Xu's yard several times.

After Ping'er got married, Mama Xu also left the Xie Mansion with her, so the courtyard is now empty.

He felt that if Ping'er loved Moyi enough, she would not choose to marry someone else.

Just like now, if he were to choose someone else, he would not die.

If he hadn't met the little girl, he might have thought about it, but after he did, his eyes in his heart were only this shadow in front of him.

"What's the use of saying that?" Tang Xi sighed faintly.

What Ping'er thinks, no one knows, what else can be done except for this matter?

I only hope that the former Moyi can come out as soon as possible and find another good match.

"I almost forgot about that."

Xie Cheng took out a small red knot from his sleeve, and there was a string of silk of the same color hanging under the knot.

Tang Xi took it, looked at it carefully, and asked with a smile: "You made it up?" ”

"No, this is what Fan'er gave to my little uncle." Xie Chengxing looked at her with a smile in his eyes and said with a smile: "I said I knitted it myself." ”

"Lu Fan?"

Tang Xi thought of Lu Fan, who was still calm under the sword light and sword shadow at that time, and couldn't help but smile slightly, "Thank you for me." ”