Chapter 97: Unswerving Till Death

"I'm not allowed to tell anyone about this but me." Xiong Chao turned his head to look at Jingwen and said with a cold face.

Jingwen nodded, and quickly nodded in response: "No." ”

Xiong Chao stretched out his hand, pulled Shi Yiguang into the study, and closed the door.

"Don't keep holding my hand." As soon as Shi Yiguang entered the house, he shook off Xiong Chao's hand.

Xiong Chao closed the door and turned his head to look at Shi Yiguang, his face wrinkled, and his face was embarrassed: "Do you know what it means that the third sister likes you?" ”

Compared with Xiong Chao's anxiety, Shi Yiguang was much calmer, she walked around the wooden screen to the bookcase in the study, and sat down: "Well, I will be kicked out of Ling Yin's mansion." ”

The world is still courteous, and the nobles and adults are also good. The love between men and women is very open in this era, and the government is rarely restrained or even indulged. But no matter what, the class system is very strict. These indulgences of male and female affection are confined to the same class.

It can even be said that Shangli was originally to consolidate the class system and the rights and interests of the aristocracy.

Usually, a woman may have cultivated for half her life to be a concubine of a nobleman. No matter how talented a civilian man is, it is impossible for him to marry a noble woman. He was born with the impossibility of intermarrying a noble woman.

If Mi Qiu is really happy with himself, this matter will reach the ears of the elders in the mansion, even if Shi Yiguang does nothing, he will definitely not be able to escape being expelled, and it sounds better, and he was invited out to order the life of the Yin Mansion.

"And you're still so calm?" Xiong Chao looked at Shi Yiguang with an indifferent face, followed him to the front of the case and sat down, looking at Shi Yiguang anxious and puzzled.

"What does the little girl's family know about love and joy?" Shi Yiguang picked up the ink stick on the table and said, "It's just a matter of looking at each other." What is there to worry about? ”

"Say it briskly! What if my father knew about it? Xiong Chao sat behind the table and asked anxiously.

Shi Yiguang raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiong Chao with an anxious face while studying the ink: "I'm not in a hurry, what are you anxious about?" ”

Xiong Chao was stunned when asked.

yes, what's he anxious about?

"That's not right! My sister rejoices in you, of course I'm in a hurry! Xiong Chao found a reason that sounded right, and nodded. Yes, that's not it.

"What's the hurry?" Shi Yiguang raised his eyes and glanced at Xiong Chao: "Before your father knows, just cut off her seedlings." ”

"How to pinch?" Xiong Chao blurted out: "Can the people who are happy not be happy?" ”

"Absolutely." Shi Yiguang polished the ink, helped Xiong Chao spread out the bamboo scroll, hooked his mouth, and mocked it slightly: "How can there be any unswerving love until death." ”

It's just that profit is not driven.

Shi Yiguang handed the ink-stained pen to Xiong Chao: "Do your homework." ”

Xiong Chao took the brush handed by Shi Yiguang, and his mind was still on the previous sentence that Shi Yiguang said.

"You don't believe in undying love?" Xiong Chao held the pen in one hand, and looked at Shi Yiguang with the other, with a puzzled look between his eyebrows.

"I believe it." Shi Yiguang withdrew his hand and propped it on the table. She looked at Xiong Chao and smiled: "But I don't believe I'll meet it." This kind of love is too rare. ”

Xiong Chao looked at Shi Yiguang, looking at her pair of shining apricot eyes, the corners of her eyes were slightly curved, and there was a rare smile on her face. Xiong Chao's doubts deepened, and deep thought brewed in his eyes. and a little bit of affection that he didn't even perceive.

Shi Yiguang said, she turned her head to look at the sky, and looked back at Xiong Chao: "You hurry up and do it, you can draw what you want to paint when you are done." ”

After Xiong Chao finishes his homework every day, he will draw the carcass/body for a while. Shi Yiguang has long been accustomed to it.

Xiong Chao took the pen, looked down, looked at the bamboo scroll in front of him, and the pen he was carrying did not fall for a long time. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Shi Yiguang: "So, don't you believe in unswerving love?" ”

"Believe. But I don't believe I'll be so lucky to come across. Shi Yiguang said, paused, and said seriously: "Hmm...... It should be said that I don't believe that I will meet a good love. ”

In this life, who has not liked a few people. Who hasn't been liked?

In the end, follow love to death, live a full life, and have a couple for a lifetime, how many are there?

Death? She Shi Yiguang asked herself, she couldn't do it. She can't do it herself, so where does she have the face to ask others to do it for her?

Xiong Chao looked at Shi Yiguang, his eyes blinked, and his brows furrowed slightly: "Then what if you meet it?" ”

Shi Yiguang listened and smiled: "Encountered? I'm sure I'm going to go to Le. ”

It doesn't matter who he is.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about these useless things." Shi Yiguang knocked on the table, and then pointed to the bamboo scroll in front of Xiong Chao: "You hurry up, I'll go back early later." Tomorrow in the southern suburbs, I have to take a leave of absence from my husband. ”

"Leave?" Xiong Chao put down his pen and asked as he wrote, "Isn't your husband gone?" ”

"You don't care." Shi Yiguang pursed his lips and urged, "Just write your homework quickly." ”

The voice in the study slowly quieted down.

Jing Wen, who was guarding the door, put his hands in a thick cotton jacket and took a nap against the door.

Childe and Mr. Bingwen do their homework, and they will only come out at the beginning of noon. It was not uncommon for him to take a nap in this gap.

I don't know when it rained lightly in the sky, and when Shi Yiguang came out of Xiong Chao's study, the ground was already wet.

Jingwen handed her the green cloth umbrella she had prepared. Shi Yiguang held an umbrella and walked outside.

Shi Yiguang went back to the courtyard and got his bow and went straight to Chen Yin's place.

It was raining, and Chen Yin did not practice archery in the school field. Instead, he made bows and arrows in the house.

Shi Yiguang walked to the courtyard, stood under the eaves and collected the umbrella, shook off the rain above, leaned against the wall, and walked in.

Half of the child sat in the middle of the room, cutting the wooden strips, and tied a pigtail on his head. Hear a noise behind you and look at the door. Seeing Shi Yiguang who walked in, Ban'er smiled on his face: "Sir, that kid from Bingwen is here." ”

Children of similar age are always inexplicably attracted.

Chen Yin did not look back and did not reply.

Shi Yiguang walked up to Chen Yin, knelt down and saluted: "Sir." ”

Chen Yin, who was sitting on his knees, turned his head to look at Shi Yiguang and turned his head: "It's raining today, so you can practice in the house." ”

"Okay." Shi Yiguang responded, then picked up a few bows and walked to the cloth arrows in the room.

Chen Yin gave her this bow that was relatively small and soft, and it didn't take much effort to pull it away. It's used for the first time by children. Shi Yiguang didn't dislike it, so he stood there and pulled the bow and began to practice.

After half cutting the wooden strip, he put it on the table in front of Chen Yin, got up and ran to Shi Yiguang's side, and watched her draw her bow and shoot arrows.

"Wow, Bingwen, you shot so accurately!" Ban'er stood aside and clapped his hands.

Chen Yin looked up, looked at the cloth arrows hanging on the wall, and lowered his head to continue to make a bow.

Shi Yiguang stopped his bow and arrows, looked at the cloth arrows hanging on the wall, and the corners of his mouth curled. She deliberately ejaculated so far, is it still accurate? She lowered her head, looked at the half of the person next to her, who was half a head shorter than herself, didn't speak, and continued to practice.