Who am I...

Where am I...

What is Jianghu...

What is the significance of martial arts...

A little hungry... Where's my sister...

……

When Qin Lang woke up in a trance, the sky outside the window was already dark.

The fragrance on the pillow is familiar and charming, and it is the taste of the county lord.

What about the county lord...?

Qin Lang vaguely remembered that after he finished practicing, Su Yinhua wanted to help him wipe his body...

As a result, I rubbed and rubbed, probably because it was too comfortable, and I seemed... Just fell asleep?

However, Qin Lang was not the only one in the room at this time, just in front of the windowsill, two figures were sitting quietly in the glow, chatting about something.

"Ma'am, is that so...?"

"No, you have to walk on the left side, and then come out on the right, and voila..."

“……”

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

"No... It's just that it suddenly occurred to me that people in the world may find it hard to believe that Madame will be a person who knows housework and is a popular woman..."

"Alas, you know, I'm bored at home, and I want to do everything..."

……

In front of the windowsill, Su Yinhua was holding a needle and thread, as if he was sewing clothes.

If only it were an ordinary woman.

But considering the identity of Su Yinhua, it is indeed a little unimaginable.

The emperor's sister is actually doing needlework by herself... In addition, I still tidy up the room every day, and it is indeed a bit "shocking" to spread out.

……

"Speaking of which, I think there's something about you that might be harder for others to believe."

“？”

"It's you now, you can say so much in one day~"

“……”

"Isn't that good? Your voice is good... Not... It's kind of like my sister. ”

"It's like a lady... Madame and the Holy Lord are, after all..."

"No, no, no, I understand what you mean, but the voice and appearance are different, I and the saint may have the same voice background, but the difference in personality is quite obvious."

Su Yinhua said, and the conversation changed slightly:

"Sumire, in fact, in terms of speaking, although you don't want to see Qin Lang, I still have to thank him."

"Thanks... He? ”

"Yes, just because there are more people among us who live together and talk together, so you have been exposed to it and talked more."

……

The girl's fragmentary words are like the feeling of small raindrops hitting the grass shed on the grass shed in the quiet night, giving people an inexplicable warmth.

Qin Lang, who had just woken up in a daze, didn't listen to a few specific words, rubbed his eyes and sat up, stretched his waist, and moaned softly twice, and then saw the ears of a girl in black quietly move.

“……”

How sensitive is this guy's ears...

Qin Lang wanted to laugh a little, but more because he thought it was funny, and he couldn't help but think of the pink and cute color on her ears when she had a small face and seriously covered up her shy mood.

It's like a peach petal that has just bloomed a little in March, and you want to rub it with the tip of your nose, or even take a bite gently.

"Ma'am."

Gu Jin, who heard Qin Lang's movements, did not look back:

"Qin Shaoxia woke up."

“？”

Su silver bottle turn:

"Qin Lang, are you awake?"

"Uh...? Ah, yes..."

Qin Lang was slightly stunned.

Qin Shaoxia...

In my impression, this is the first time Gu Jin has called himself Qin Shaoxia, right?

I would call him "Qin Lang" before, but more often than not, he didn't have a title, or "hey".

And now the sentence "Qin Shaoxia" falls in Qin Lang's ears, but there is an obvious sense of distance.

Well...

Is it what happened...?

Qin Lang felt that the thoughts in his mind were a little chaotic, got up and walked slowly towards the windowsill, and shifted his attention to the needlework in Su Yinhua's hand.

Originally, Qin Lang thought that she was sewing her own clothes, after all, after she was attacked by the Blood Knife Gate, her first clothes must have been cut.

As a result, after taking a look, Qin Lang was stunned to find that the clothes that were sewn up seemed to be the clothes that he had damaged when he was fighting with the Blood Knife Gate before.

"Qin Lang, have you been sleeping since the morning, are you hungry?"

Su Yinhua unconsciously put on the temperament of her little lady again, which made Qin Lang's heart warm:

"No, it should be that I didn't sleep enough that night when I cleared the Blood Knife Gate before, and I returned to the light today."

……

Qin Lang should have fallen asleep when Su Yinhua wiped his body for him, but the two of them tacitly didn't mention it.

Su Yinhua consciously felt that he was a "woman's family" who had not yet come out of the cabinet, and of course he had to be reserved.

Qin Lang was afraid of the identity of the county lord, and he didn't think it was easy to mention.

……

"What are you doing..."

"Oh, we just found some needles and threads when we were tidying up the house, so we thought about sewing the torn clothes, and I and Sumire have finished sewing, now we will sew yours."

"This..."

Qin Lang thought for a while, and felt that letting the county lord sew clothes for himself and letting her wipe her body were actually the same nature.

It's a little bit "disrespectful", "" and so on.

So he cleared his throat and spat out three words:

"I can't do it."

“……”

Su Yinhua frowned when he heard it, and while his apricot eyes were slightly disgusted, he couldn't help but quietly pinch Qin Lang's fingers.

When I wiped your body, I couldn't help it...

It's like he's relying on his identity as the county lord to use force on an innocent young man...

Now sew a piece of clothing, and he's here again?

"Okay, since you think you can't do it, then tear the sewn place."

Su silver bottle turn:

"Sumire, don't sew it for him, give it back to him."

"Huh..."

Gu Jin, who was going to be a stump next to her, didn't expect her to forcibly transfer the conversation to herself.

"Uh... It turns out that I'm causing trouble for Sumire girl. ”

Hmmm-

Gu Jin's heart tightened, and she quickly hid the things in her hand behind her:

"I didn't..."

“……”

Qin Lang touched his chin awkwardly:

"It's okay, give it to me, this kind of thing won't be hard for you."

"Sumire, if he wants to be polite to us, will he give it back?"

Even the lady was pouting beside her...

But...

I can't give it...

Gu Jin clutched the fabric behind her back that was almost soaked with sweat from her palms.

Even though she had been careful, she still sewed his clothes crookedly...

In terms of martial arts, his wife is indeed stupid.

But when it comes to these things, her hands, which can only hold knives since childhood, are probably ten times more stupid than Madame.

I thought I would be able to mix it up if I handed it over to Mrs., but who knew that it would make such a fuss...

The point is, I raised my eyes again and took a sneak peek, but I saw the man's eyes... I was full of anticipation!

This one... Bastard...

Why do you have such an expression...

This makes her ridiculous craft, how can she take it...

……

Gu Jin's mood at the moment is like his wife being held hostage by an assassin and about to tear up the ticket, but she can only watch it, and there is no way at all.

No exaggeration.

The current situation is so serious in her small inner world, which is not big.

……

"Sumire, it's okay, give it to him."

Su Yinhua's actual mind at this time was actually no longer on Qin Lang's "unacceptable".

She looked at Gu Jin, her eyes were full of encouragement, in fact, she hoped that Gu Jin could communicate more with Qin Lang on a daily basis, so that her temperament would not be so cold.

After all, for this good sister who has been by his side for ten years, Su Yinhua knows better than anyone how much Gu Jin yearns for the warmth between people under the indifferent appearance.

If she can have a good relationship with Qin Lang and even become friends, it will undoubtedly be a big step.

"Sumire..."

“……”

So, under Su Yinhua's gentle encouragement, in the end, the black-clothed girl with crimson ears had a cold face and glared at Qin Lang fiercely, as if there was a mist flashing in her eyes.

“？”

Qin Lang was a little confused.

What's the situation? This... As for it?

Then, the girl took out a pair of linen pants that Qin Lang had worn before from behind her back and stuffed them into Qin Lang's arms.

"Qin Shaoxia! Give it back to you! ”

“……”

Qin Lang felt like a villain who had done something wrong, in short, he first looked at the pants in his hand, and at a glance, he found a crooked stitch like a centipede at the hem of the pants.

Even because the sewing is too distorted, the trouser hem is even a little smaller.

"Awesome!"

Qin Lang looked at it for a long time, then his eyes lit up, and he gave Gu Jin a thumbs up:

"It's worthy of playing with a dagger, the hand is skillful, if I sew it myself, it must be like a sieve, Miss Sumire has a heart! Thanks a lot! ”

“……”

The girl in black stood in place in a daze, staring at Qin Lang in a daze for a long time.

For a moment, I just felt nervous or irritable, and the feelings in my heart that made her throat a little blocked were all vanished because of his two words...

"Sumire?"

“！”

Qin Lang called, she suddenly shook her head in a little panic, and calmed down the emotions in her heart after a long time:

"Qin Shaoxia... It's a formality..."

"Harm!"

Qin Lang couldn't cry or laugh, there was really something wrong with this guy, a "Qin Shaoxia" was not enough, and he began to make a scene with him.

Is this a sudden decision to be cold and violent to yourself?

……

The two of them faced each other, just standing one high and one low.

Although no one said anything for a while, Su Yinhua on the side looked at the awkward girl and Qin Lang, and the corners of his lips were always slightly curved.

……

"By the way, what about the top?"

"The top is... Madame sewed, Madame sewed very well..."

Only then did Su Yinhua interject:

"I haven't finished sewing yet, if you can't do it, I won't continue to sew, huh..."

As he spoke, Su Yinhua threw the part of his shirt that he had sewn to Qin Lang.

The stitching is neat, fine and delicate.

At the relatively large opening, the Su silver bottle was even embroidered with a few vertical lines to increase the harmony.

Should I say it or not, in terms of pure technical strength, the level of the county lord is not at all like a heroine, she is simply an absolute good wife and mother.

However, Qin Lang kept in mind the teachings of Senior Sister Tianshan.

……

"Lang'er, do you know what the softest thing in the world is?

"Senior sister's hand?"

"Wrong, it's a woman's heart! A woman's heart is the most in need of a man's warmth and care, understand? ”

"Understood... Senior sister, let me go first...... Your heart is too big, I... I'm out of breath..."

……

A woman's heart, soft and fragile.

A girl's heart, I'm afraid it will be more slender.

Looking at the clothes that Su Yinhua sewed for himself, Qin Lang hid the amazement in his heart, and showed the same joy and appreciation as when he saw a certain girl's work:

"Did you two study together in the palace?"

"What's the matter, I'm the county lord in the palace, and Sumire is the guard, why do you learn this?"

"Anyway, it's all amazing, thank you very much."

……

said so, but the eyes of the girl in black were not blind, and with a slight glance at the lady's craftsmanship, she could clearly see that she was higher than herself.

Compared to this, when Qin Lang and Mrs. were talking, Gu Jin's eyes trembled, and she clearly saw that Mrs. was on a hand behind her waist, and the tip of her index finger was wiped red...

"Qin Shaoxia."

“？”

After a short period of silence, the girl suddenly looked up at Qin Lang calmly:

"Madame, she... Much more than I did. ”

"No, no, no, this actually..."

"Madame is much better than me, and most of your clothes are sewn by her today, and it took me a long time to mend a little."

“……”

"So if you want to thank you, thank you Madame, Madame, Madame... Really cares about you. ”

"Sumire..."

The girl's sudden words made Su Yinhua's face embarrassed, and she wanted to say something, but Gu Jin gave Qin Lang a fist salute, turned around and left the house, and went to lead the little white horse Zhen Ji again.