Before she could mention the matter to Xie Jingzhong, Xie Jingchu came to the door without warning, and brought a large basket of oranges.

The sweet and sour fragrance of oranges spreads throughout the house.

Song Yige picked up an orange casually, peeled the skin and piled it aside, and went to take down another orange to peel it.

Seeing that this person only peeled and didn't eat, he frowned and thought for a while, then reached out to stop her movements: "Why don't you eat?" ”

"Cool." Although Song Yige felt that this orange smelled fragrant, his stomach was too squeamish, and he could only eat something to warm his stomach in winter, and he would never dare to touch something like oranges.

Xie Jingchu was silent for a while, and then snatched the orange from her hand: "Then don't peel it." ”

Song Yige wanted to take it back, but where Xie Jingchu could let her get her wish, she had to look at the orange in Xie Jingchu's hand, and after a while, her brain was dulled by the cold wind, and she slowly came up with the next thing to say: "I can peel it, and then you can eat it." ”

Xie Jingchu replied quickly: "I don't like oranges." ”

"Then forget it." Song Yige glanced at the little skin piled up in a corner, opened his mouth and called Liangyu in, asked her to clean up here, and said, "Remember to use a wire mesh to cover this orange peel and put it away." ”

Xie Jingchu looked at the movements of the two suspiciously, and asked, "Why do you want to keep this skin?" ”

Song Yige didn't shy away from it, and said to him very directly: "I like the aroma of oranges more recently, I think it smells better than incense, sometimes the incense smells too much, and it's a little stuffy." ”

Xie Jingchu frowned and compared incense and orange peel very seriously, and then found that the place where he was messing around was a group of big men, and the smell on their bodies was true, but it was not these vassals and elegant things, but the smell of sweat. It's okay in winter, but in summer, it's almost like you can faint.

As for the place where he lives every day, at most, he lights sandalwood every ten days and a half months to smoke the damp or musty smell.

The rest, he didn't think about it, his brother, who was not at home all day, naturally didn't know about it.

Xie Jingchu, who didn't know anything about this, naturally picked up the orange and peeled it, and then talked about something else.

After Song Yige said a few words to him, he asked the point: "So, you came to send oranges to me today?" ”

The man didn't think about it, he just shook his head and said very directly: "No." ”

Before she could ask again, a little crimson appeared on this person's white face, and he seemed to notice that his face was not quite right at the moment, so he pinched his throat and cleared it, looking at it with a sense of wanting to cover up.

Now she is not a straw bag who doesn't know anything, as soon as Song Yige saw it, she knew that it was not good, and when she was struggling with how to run, Xie Jingchu suddenly got up from the cushion and walked a few steps forward until she was close to the person's side.

The scent of soaphorn on the man's body enveloped all her senses.

Even though she was facing Song Yimo's face at the moment, Xie Jingchu still felt a little shy. Xu was her long silence that gave Xie Jingchu some courage to continue, and he couldn't help but lean towards Song Yige's side again.

In addition to Shen Tan, she had never seen other faceless and skinless men, although she was not frightened, but her body still couldn't help but move to the side, seeing that Xie Jingchu was getting more and more inches, she decisively reached out and pressed on his shoulder: "Little Marquis Xie, even if there is anything to say, we don't need to be so close." ”

"I'm not deaf now."

Hearing her say this, Xie Jingchu restrained himself a little, retreated to his previous position, and didn't look at Song Yige's face, so he opened his mouth to himself: "These days, I have been out on missions under the emperor's order, and rarely go back to Jinling. ”

"I saw you that day, it was the day I went back to Jinling, and when I saw you, I knew what my heart was."

Song Yige couldn't even maintain the smile on his face, so he had to look down and find a teapot and pour him a cup of tea.

At this time, the tea is still warm, and it is a little cold in the hand.

Halfway through the words, Xie Jingchu felt that his throat was very dry, of course, it was also caused by nervousness, he clutched the tea cup in his hand tightly, and cautiously spied on Song Yige's expression.

He has lived for more than 20 years, and it is not that he has never had a heart for other girls before, and he has had desires, but those have never been as strong as they are now, although they have not reached the point of not marrying, but he doesn't want to miss it.

He thought, probably in this world, there will be women who make him feel emotional, but no one will be like her, who can make him tempted, and it is also very suitable for him and the position of the head of the Hou Mansion.

Xie Jingchu's words have all come to this point, and if she doesn't advance or retreat, she can only smile and continue to ask: "What is your intention?" ”

"Don't you really know?" Xie Jingchu stared at her with burning eyes.

Song Yige was thinking about how to reject people in his heart, but he didn't hear Xie Jingchu's question.

Seeing that Song Yige didn't answer for a long time, Xie Jingchu turned around and smiled, thinking that this girl was shy, secretly rubbed her hands a little nervously, cleared her throat, and continued: "I know I'm not good enough, except for my handsome face, better skills, perfect family background, and thicker skin, I almost have no other advantages, I will often go to the house, and I won't hurt people too much, but I can learn these and learn that you are satisfied with the position." However, I can also guarantee that even if I meet a girl I like in the future, she will not be able to surpass you in the house, and the position of the prince of my Hou Mansion will definitely be the son of me and you, in this life, I will respect you and love you, and I will never let others bully you. ”

"In this way, are you willing to be my Xie Jingchu's wife, and you are willing to be the mistress of my Hou Mansion?"

When he said these words, his voice was not smooth, and he was stumbling. But his gaze at her was full of earnestness and expectation, as if he had promised her that he had already been sure of it.

These words, I have to admit that Xie Jingchu said them very sincerely. Compared with those men who come up and promise a lifetime and a couple, they are much more reliable. After all, in this world, which man is not three wives and four concubines, not hugging left and right.

Even if it was Shen Tan at the beginning, before she got married to her, there were two charming concubines serving by her side.

However, he didn't ask for people's bodies, and after they got married, the two concubines were sent out of the house by her.

Seeing that this person began to wander in front of him again, Xie Jingchu's original joy was gradually blown out by the cold wind, and he became apprehensive again: "With songs." ”

She came back to her senses and looked at his eyes, clear and clear, without the slightest twist and shyness.

The brightness made people can't help but explore, but the more this is the case, the more completely cold Xie Jingchu's heart becomes.

Just when he was extremely worried, the man spoke lightly.

"I'm sorry." She said.

Although Xie Jingchu had vaguely guessed, he was still very uncomfortable in his heart, he faded away from the recklessness of his youth, and looked at her with a blank eye: "Why?" ”

Song Yige said: "I already have a crush. ”

"Who?" Xie Jingchu continued to ask without giving up.

Song Yige didn't answer his words this time, but turned his head to the other side, there was a tightly fastened window sash on that side, and the wind and snow howled outside, which didn't interfere with it at all.

Silence gradually spread from the two of them.

Xie Jingchu is also in a boat, and there is no possibility of recovery, he staggered to his feet, and saluted her with a calm face: "That is the case, then Xie Mou is disturbed today." ”

"Little Marquis." Song Yige suddenly raised his voice to stop him.

The joy between Xie Jingchu's eyebrows and eyes had not unfolded a little, and he heard that she had made up for him, "You are very good, but I am probably blind, and my heart is also blind, except that he can no longer see the man next to him, and if he says it once, read it once, it is time to let go." ”

"You are from the Gongqing family, and there are as many girls who love you as there are Jiang Zhiqing, but the little marquis just hasn't met the person who can really make people feel tempted."

"I met." Xie Jingchu corrected very seriously, "It's just that the girl doesn't like me." ”

Song Yige smiled, didn't argue with him, only said: "It's cold and the road is slippery, and the little marquis is careful all the way." ”

He bowed his head and hurried out of the house. His attendant was already waiting outside, and when he saw him come out, he held up a green bamboo umbrella for him.

The thin umbrella bones flickered in front of his eyes, and the fine pieces of flying snow fell on the umbrella surface, and he shook it slightly, and the flying snow fell from the umbrella surface.

The snow was falling, and he held his umbrella and looked back.

The tea on the small stove boiled again, and white smoke rose up, covering her face.

But he felt that he could see clearly, and he could clearly remember what she was doing at the moment and what kind of look she looked.

It's a pity...... After all, he is not the one who can hold her in his arms.

He sighed faintly, withdrew all his gaze on her, and said to his subordinates, "Let's go." ”

As soon as this person walked forward, Fu Yanshan walked in from another place.

The people on Song Yige's side had long been accustomed to this master, and when they saw him coming, they didn't report at all, and continued to do their own thing.

"Why is this happening?" Song Yige, who was drinking tea, heard the sound of clothes rubbing, so he raised his eyes, and when he saw that it was Fu Yanshan, his original guard suddenly relaxed, changed his posture, and sat there lazily.

As he walked in, he summoned someone to come in and clean up the place, and put on a clean teacup.

"What is Xie Jingchu looking for you?" Fu Yanshan sat down cross-legged in front of her, "I watched him come and return in disappointment." ”

Song Yige said: "It's nothing, it's just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning." ”

"By the way, how is my brother now?"