It turned out that Ji Qingxi's uneasiness was right, because the housekeeper sighed, looked at Ji Qingxi, and said bluntly: "The young master has nothing, it's just that he is not suitable for you." ”

Clenched her hands, Ji Qingxi simply wanted to smile bitterly at that moment, what is this called, how can such a thing happen to one or two, her road to love is really not smooth enough.

Thinking of this, Ji Qingxi felt that the root of her tongue was bitter, but she didn't show anything, just looked at the housekeeper stubbornly: "How do you know that it is not suitable between us, Ji Mo Yan, we are the parties concerned, and we are qualified to talk about this topic well, and you are not qualified." ”

Looking at the stubborn girl, the housekeeper's sense of Ji Qingxi is not bad, so his attitude is quite good: "Yes, but he is the eldest young master of the family, maybe you don't understand, but there are some things that he belongs to the family, and everything he does takes into account the entire family." ”

Ji Qingxi suddenly paused at this time, and the housekeeper said that she didn't understand, but in fact, no one understood it more clearly than Ji Qingxi.

What each heir does should be thinking about the entire family, and this situation is even more so when he was in Yaoyue Kingdom, after all, Ji Qingxi was the one who taught the crown prince that he was going to become an emperor in the future.

Born as an emperor, everything he does will have an impact on a country, and will make all the people suffer the consequences, and he can't be willful, so Ji Qingxi felt a fear born from his heart.

She stood in place, as if she had been struck by lightning, and when the housekeeper saw Ji Qingxi's appearance, he felt a little pity in his heart, and asked Ji Qingxi to be sent away.

Ji Qingxi didn't say anything again, just followed the other party, and when she arrived at the gate, the man told her very seriously: "It is impossible for the eldest young master of the family to marry an ordinary woman, you still don't have to be whimsical." ”

Where Ji Qingxi stood, he felt as if he was isolated by the world, so he just turned his head and left silently.

Why did it become like this, it's too funny, I thought I could be with Jimo Yan forever, but I directly defeated her in one sentence.

She returned home a little depressed, and Song Ling saw her and anxiously asked what happened.

"It's okay, I just feel like it's really cold today, I seem to be cold and a little foggy." Ji Qingxi smiled and said the interface casually.

Song Ling rushed directly into the room and found a padded jacket to put on Ji Qingxi: "It's so cold to wear more clothes to go out, just wear a sweater, it's really cold for you." ”

Listening to Song Ling's chatter, Ji Qingxi pulled her coat with a smile, and after a while, she was finally able to return to the room.

After returning to the room, the only smile on the corner of Ji Qingxi's mouth completely dissipated, and the whole person stood in front of the door, not knowing what to do.

The heart seemed to become very, very painful at this moment, Ji Qingxi bit his lip and held on to the table, and then there was obviously a sound of something falling on the ground and breaking in the room.

This voice brought Ji Qingxi back to her senses, she lowered her head in confusion, her eyes widened, it turned out to be a pair of porcelain dolls that she and Jimo Yan went to buy together, and now one of them has fallen to the ground and broken her bones.

Squatting down and picking them all up, accidentally scratching his fingers, bright red blood fell out, but Ji Qingxi picked them all up as if he didn't know anything at all, and found a soft cloth to put them together.

An unspeakable grievance filled Ji Qingxi's heart, why didn't he answer the phone at this time, did Mo Yan think the same thing in his heart? dog

At this time, Ji Qingxi's heart couldn't help but have such a thought, and a layer of water appeared in his big eyes.

The long eyelashes drooped slightly, bringing out a little softness of the Jiangnan water town, which was pitiful.

Looking at the broken little doll quietly, Ji Qingxi seemed to be looking at the broken self in her heart, and pulled the corners of her mouth with a wry smile.

It can't go on like this, and what's the point of going on like this?

Gently closing her eyes, Ji Qingxi wrapped her quilt tightly, and there was a slight sense of pressure from the heavy quilt, but it gave Ji Qingxi a sense of security.

Shrunk her head into the quilt, Ji Qingxi slept heavily and slept until dawn, when the sun shone through the curtains and hit the bed, Ji Qingxi opened her eyes, opened the curtains, looked at the rare bright weather outside, and couldn't help but hook the corners of her mouth.

It was snowing outside that day, and the ground was already silvery white today, reflecting sparkling flashes.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but quietly show a smile, still at this time, he suddenly felt that it was not so good, scared, anyway, the situation would not be worse, wouldn't it?

After thinking about this clearly, Ji Qingxi couldn't help but bow his head lightly and began to continue his daily calligraphy practice.

It wasn't until night fell again that Ji Qingxi's mood completely calmed down.

After a full day of self-cultivation, my mood is finally not as bad and passive as yesterday.

Song Ling is not at home today, she successfully promoted a while before the Chinese New Year as she wished, which can be regarded as a great luck in misfortune.

It's just that there are no sequelae, that is, there is more overtime, not to mention that now that the Chinese New Year is approaching, there is naturally a lot of overtime, and Song Ling has no time.

What's more, Ji Qingxi is also an adult, and he doesn't need such careful care, so it also makes Ji Qingxi seem a little free.

The wind outside began to blow, and the sound of the window being blown crackling was heard in his ears, Ji Qingxi frowned, and when he closed the window, the rain also fell directly.

This rain is really there, it's strong enough, and the cold wind and snow blow down together, and only a small crack is opened, and I feel a little cold.

Ji Qingxi took a breath of white heat, rubbed his hands, quickly closed all the windows, and sat down again when he was about to start practicing calligraphy, when his mobile phone rang.

I thought it was Yang Dashan or other friends, but after seeing the name, Ji Qingxi froze in place, it was Jimo Yan.

The mobile phone rang for a while, Ji Mo Yan took a deep breath, and after answering, the voice on the other end carried a bit of complaint and a smile that could not be concealed: "Are you at home?" I'm downstairs in your neighborhood, why did you answer so late? It was raining so hard today that I didn't even bring an umbrella. ”

Hearing the vague grievances in Jimo Yan's voice, Ji Qingxi couldn't think of anything in his mind for a moment, so he stood up and frowned: "Where are you?" I'm looking for you. ”