Qijia Ancient City Station, on the first floor, in the guest room where Di Jinxuan stays.

After Ji Qingge returned from Emperor Yuanxi's room, he properly put the cowhide package containing gold and silver needles he had carried back into the wooden medicine box.

She looked at Di Jinxuan, who was sitting at the small tea table in the private room, and asked softly, "Emperor Creditor, how can you still have the leisure to drink tea?" You're going to have to go to the banquet in a while, you shouldn't be thinking about it......"

"It's enough to have Qingge to help this king ponder." Di Jinxuan smiled slyly, stood up, and took Ji Qingge into his arms. Asked softly:

"Little demon girl, if this king asks you to tell your little aunt, you won't tell it. Then you go to her room next time, but don't complain about the king's permission. ”

Ji Qingge's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said angrily: "You dare." I did that for a reason.

They finally came together, and they can't be forced to separate again because they have to take care of the face of the royal family. ”

The corners of Ji Qingge's lips slightly outlined a sour smile, and said, "Husband, if you change places." You are standing in the position of the general of Sikong, will you be separated from your little aunt?

As a woman, I can understand my little aunt's bitterness and pain.

So, I didn't tell her what you said, euphemistically. ”

"Little demon girl, you just took into account the sincerity of their feelings. But have you ever thought that their reunion will put many people in a panic? ”

Di Jinxuan lowered his eyes slightly, and hid the helplessness and resentment in his eyes with difficulty. Only then did he slowly raise his eyes and look at Ji Qingge. Said in a deep voice:

"Qingge. Did the General Sikong and his wife mention it to you? More than 20 years ago, why did Fengqi send cavalry disguised as ordinary people to invade the people on the border of Xiliang Prefecture? ”

He thought that Sikong Junfeng probably wouldn't mention it.

And Pang Xueqin should not dare to mention it.

Ji Qingge's eyes flashed with a trace of panic, and he said truthfully: "I just heard that the poisoned arrow that General Sikong was hit in the early years when he was fighting Fengqi was shot by a prince of Fengqi who loved his little aunt.

As for the specific reason, they didn't say, and I didn't bother to ask.

After all, I was just working as a female doctor, detoxifying my little aunt in a cowhide tent......"

Di Jinxuan easily opened his hands and dragged the carved wooden chair next to the tea on the small table back. He brushed the hem of his robe and sat down on a wooden chair.

Stretched out his hand and dragged Ji Qingge into his arms, let her face him, and sat on his legs.

He thought that there were some past events that he needed to tell her.

Perhaps, after knowing the truth, she will understand his decision.

Di Jinxuan picked up the purple sand teacup, blew the floating tea leaves, and gave Ji Qingge two sips. After he put down his teacup, he asked:

"You say, is the tea in the ancient city of Qijia different from the tea in Yancheng?"

Ji Qingge stared at Di Jinxuan's deep and clear eyes, and only felt that his question seemed to be something special. She couldn't guess his intentions for a while.

shook his head slightly, and said softly:

"To be honest, in my previous life, I tasted famous teas from many places.

In the same country, due to the differences in tea production between the north and the south, it is decided that people's preferences will also be different. ”

Di Jinxuan smiled happily, nodded, and motioned for Ji Qingge to continue.

"In my opinion, most southerners love green tea, black tea, black tea, and so on. They like to drink tea, listen to the sound of the piano, or chant poetry.

It's not so much about drinking, it's better to say that it's in tasting.

My father in my previous life loved tea. ”

"Well, your father in this life also loves tea." Di Jinxuan pouted with a vague smile and told Ji Qingge.

"In fact, you can't simply divide the south, or the north." Ji Qingge bent his narrow phoenix eyes and said truthfully:

"In my opinion, it's only about the preferences of the tea drinker.

Some people prefer the flower tea of Qijia Ancient City, thinking that it has a strong aroma and is not as cumbersome as Yancheng Yunwu tea. ”

"It makes sense."

Di Jinxuan smiled lightly and said.

"It's like the words I heard when I was detoxifying my little aunt in the cowhide tent." Ji Qingge breathed a sigh of relief lightly and said:

"General Sikong's wife said that her uncle was most afraid of drinking tea with General Sikong."

Di Jinxuan couldn't help laughing and sighed: "Although they are all brave and good generals of the Xiyue Dynasty, General Pang Chi is a person like General Pang.

He is very arrogant, and in the camp, he can still mingle with the soldiers at the bottom.

But General Sikong is a man who pursues the quality of life very much. ”

Even in the camp, as long as he has spare time, he will drink tea and play the kite. Occasionally, he also paints.

Let Pang Chi be such a pure I martial artist, and drink tea with such an elegant person as Sikong Junfeng. If it is said that Pang Chi can be unrestrained, I am afraid that not many people believe it.

"That's what General Sikong's wife said the same. She said that maybe General Sikong should marry a woman like her little aunt.

Both of them love to drink tea, play kites, and paint.

But when she was with General Sikong, she was often the one who sewed clothes under the lamp. And General Sikong was playing a kite on the side. ”

Ji Qingge cleared his throat, learned the tone of Pang Xueqin's original speech, and said:

"My brother and I have been married for two years, and we have no children. I didn't pay too much attention to it. Even my mother, as well as Mrs. Sikong and Mrs. Sikong, were gently persuading me.

But I don't think I can take away your love without you marrying out of the palace. ”

A trace of gloom flashed in Di Yuanxi's eyes, and said, "You say that, but how can I answer?"

In all fairness, I don't want to have any other women around my brother. Of course, it also includes you, senior sister.

After all, I have known him for many years, and I made a vow when I locked the concentric lock in Dongling Mountain......"

"Little junior sister, in my junior brother's heart, there has always been only you as a woman." Crystal teardrops oozed from the corners of Pang Xueqin's eyes, and she sighed:

"Even before he was in the 1i room with me, he was still facing the direction of the imperial city and knelt by the window."

Sikong Junfeng knelt on the ground and kowtowed, knocking blood on his forehead, and still kowtowing regardless of it.

Pang Xueqin knelt beside him and begged him with tears: "Senior brother, if you can't forget Ayuan."

Well, I'd rather bear the infamy of a lifetime. Lead the soldiers of the Pang Clan army that I can mobilize, kill back to the imperial city, enter the heavily guarded palace, and help you snatch the little junior sister out.

Because I love you, I am willing to let go and fulfill you and my little sister.

It is enough to see you happy. ”

"Xue Qin, after you are loyal to the martyrs, how can you say such a rebellious thing?" A trace of disdain flashed in Sikong Junfeng's eyes, and he said:

"Actually, what you just said is exactly what I thought in my heart after listening to her brother's words.

But I didn't do that. ”

"Senior brother, since you are still so sober, why do you want to be confused and hurt yourself?"

Pang Xueqin took out a silk handkerchief and helped Sikong Junfeng wipe the blood stains on his forehead. Distressed Dao:

"Otherwise, go back to your mother and say that we are willing to adopt a child. You see......"

"My brother and sister-in-law have been married for many years and still have no children. Now that they are in Yanzhou, my mother, it is not good to urge them at any time.

But she's an old man, and she's urging us.

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