Glancing at Sima Hong who was still hanging on the wall, Mingyu remembered the barefoot pipa girl who flirted with men last night. She glared at Sima Hong unhappily and turned to leave.
Sima Hong hurriedly called out, "Hey, Mingyu, Mingyu! Listen to me, I didn't want that woman last night. I gave her to my cousin when I got home. Really! I'm not lying to you! I'm leaving soon. Can't I say goodbye to you properly?"
The little girl has such a bad temper!
Mingyu stopped and turned around, a little surprised and with an indescribable feeling. She looked at Sima Hong and asked hesitantly, "You... are leaving?"
Sima Hong smiled and nodded. Seeing Mingyu's reaction, his heart seemed to be filled with a soft light. He softened his voice and said, "Yes, I'll leave in a moment."
Mingyu looked at Sima Hong, not knowing what to say for a moment. After a long silence, she said, "Take care."
Looking at Mingyu like this, for no reason, sadness surged into Sima Hong's heart like a tide. Suppressing the bitterness in his heart, Sima Hong smiled and said, "I... I will come back during the Mid-Autumn Festival to marry Lian Jie'er. She has been engaged to the second son of the Fu family, oh, that is the second brother of Fu Lemei who is your good friend."
Mingyu didn't expect Sima Lian to get married so soon. Time flies. She remembered that last year she was still worried that her future mother-in-law would not like her. Now she is about to wear her wedding dress and become a bride. Mingyu smiled and said, "It's so soon. I haven't had time to congratulate her yet!"
Sima Hong also laughed. In the early morning sunlight, Mingyu's smile was engraved in Sima Hong's heart like a knife. He could not forget every frown and smile. Looking at Mingyu standing there, Sima Hong's heart seemed to be no longer his own, beating fast.
He heard his own voice saying, "Mingyu, wait for me to come back and marry you."
The little girl was startled by him and quickly lowered her head. When she raised her head again, a beautiful blush appeared on her jade-like cheeks, which was particularly moving under the golden sunlight. Sima Hong felt itchy on the soles of his feet.
Mingyu was a little embarrassed. She felt a little shy. She reached out to tidy up her hair to hide her confusion. She took a deep breath, looked at Sima Hong seriously, and asked, "What's going on between you and Miss Deng?"
Miao had already reached the stage of looking for a daughter-in-law. If someone said that the two parties actually met by chance at Yang's house that day, she would never believe it.
Sima Hong also restrained the smile on his face and said seriously, "Nothing happened. My mother wanted me to marry her, but I didn't want to. That night she asked the eunuch to invite me to that place. I didn't know who invited me, and I thought it was something important. I asked Baihao to cut and burn the purse she gave me when I got home. Later, I told my mother about it. I realized that the girl was her."
The tall and strong young man lying on the wall had a solemn and sincere expression. When Mingyu looked up at him against the light, he squinted his eyes slightly. The golden morning sun cast a layer of soft golden glow on his body. The reckless boy with a sharp edge in the past has been polished by the stumbling in the world and is now like a sword with a scabbard, calm and restrained.
Mingyu tried her best to hold back the corners of her mouth that were about to curl up, and looked at Sima Hong stubbornly. She looked like she was thinking about him and said, "Why don't you want to? I heard that Miss Deng's father is a duke, powerful and rich. If you marry her, you can work less for 30 years. Think about it carefully."
Sima Hong laughed. Mingyu's fair and delicate cheeks looked like fresh and delicious peaches in the sunlight, and her lips were also red and slightly pouted. Sima Hong looked at Mingyu with a focused and passionate look. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva. His heart was itching so much, it was really terrible! He was a little annoyed with the wall under him. He wanted to climb over the wall and hug the girl who was still desperately testing him into his arms, and kiss her delicate face and lips.
"Fighting is tiring and hard..." Sima Hong said slowly, with a hint of unyielding pride on his handsome face.
Mingyu didn't expect him to suddenly turn the topic to this and was stunned for a moment.
"Last year was the most tense day. Every time a battle broke out, I didn't know if I could come back alive. Every time I left the battlefield, I was covered in blood, some from others and some from myself. I couldn't sleep well at night. I was tired physically and mentally. When I returned to the capital, everyone praised me as a hero, but I knew in my heart that I was just an ordinary person. I killed so many people and was almost killed by others several times. I would also be afraid, scared and tired..." Sima Hong said slowly.
Mingyu's eyes were swollen and painful. Just as she was about to say something, she saw Sima Hong laugh. His face was full of arrogance. He stared at her and said loudly: "You said, I am tired and scared. I have paid so much to climb to my current position. Can't I marry a wife according to my own wishes?"
Mingyu said nothing, but looked down at her toes, her face burning.
Sima Hong was a little anxious when he couldn't hear Mingyu's answer, but he remained calm and continued to smile: "I know you are thin-skinned and like to get stuck in a rut. You have a prejudice against me and don't believe me. Think about it carefully. I... I don't ask you for anything else. Before I come back, don't... marry someone else, okay?"
Mingyu still didn't say anything, her heart was beating hard, her mind was blank, she was still angry at Sima Hong for taking in a concubine last night, now she was forced to declare that she would marry him? It seemed too fast. Mingyu couldn't stop feeling awkward, her previous decisiveness seemed to have grown little wings and flew away, leaving only awkwardness and shyness in her.
"Well..." Sima Hong's voice trembled when Mingyu didn't answer. He was unsure. Why should he let others wait? He was in danger on the battlefield. When he was young and ignorant, he had bullied others. But he defended himself again. He liked her at that time, but she always ignored him. He didn't know how to please the girl he loved, and he didn't know how to attract her attention. He always made things worse.
"I'm leaving soon, and I don't know if I can come back..." Sima Hong said in a heavy tone.
Sure enough, Sima Hong noticed with his sharp eyes that Mingyu's small ears like white jade moved, and she raised her head with an unhappy face. "What are you talking about? Be more careful, and you will be safe." Mingyu said with a worried look on her face.
Sima Hong swallowed and said, "Well, veterans on the battlefield all said... that if your loved one gives you something to carry with you, the Buddha will be moved and take pity on the two of you, and will keep you safe." His expression was as natural as could be, as if he was talking about gossip that had nothing to do with him.
The tips of Mingyu's ears were flushed. Sima Hong looked pitiful, "Just give me something!" Look how pitiful he was. He didn't even have anything to keep himself safe. The handsome general was not as good as an ordinary old soldier!
"You...you go to the east end of the market in front and wait for me." Mingyu said in a low voice, and glanced at the house. Xu Mingye and Xu Changqian went to the yamen, Mother Liu and Madam Xu went to the shop, and Lixiang was at home with Mingyu. She just heard the noise and came out to take a look, and saw Sima Hong lying on the high wall. She shrank her head and quietly went back to the house.
Sima Hong was surprised and happy, but didn't know what to say. He could only stare at Mingyu with a warm and joyful look. "Okay." He nodded heavily, and only until Mingyu entered the house and her figure disappeared did he reluctantly come down from the wall and run out the door.
There were several vegetable stalls at the east end of the market. When Sima Hong walked over, he was tall, straight, handsome and masculine, and he immediately attracted the attention of the vegetable vendors. He didn't look like a vegetable buyer, so the middle-aged women didn't greet him. They covered their mouths and secretly gathered together to chat and laugh, looking at Sima Hong and constantly pointing and criticizing him.
Sima Hong was extremely embarrassed and tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened. He looked around, afraid that he would miss Mingyu.
Today was not a big market, so there were not many people at the market. Sima Hong waited for a while, and then he saw the slender white figure slowly walking towards him. In an instant, the bustling market seemed to have quieted down, and the only thing in his eyes was the person walking towards him.
"You're here!" Sima Hong walked up to her, his eyes full of joy. He wanted to reach out to pull Mingyu, but then he thought about the busy market and was afraid of upsetting Mingyu, so he put down his hand awkwardly.
Mingyu had her own considerations for choosing this place. It was a little far from her home, so she didn't have to worry about being seen by people she knew. Also, it was at the end of the market, so if she delivered something to Sima Hong, it wouldn't attract attention.
"Where is the thing?" Sima Hong asked, full of anticipation. When he thought that Mingyu's things would be carried close to him, his heart was shaking with excitement.
Mingyu hesitantly took something out of her sleeve and handed it to Sima Hong with a red face. Sima Hong took it with great joy, turning it over and over and looking at it for a long time. He couldn't help but raise his head and asked Mingyu: "What is this?" After a while, he muttered in a low voice: "Why does it look like a human butt?"
For a moment, Mingyu felt that all the blood in her body rushed to her throat. Butt? Mingyu swallowed a mouthful of blood in hatred. Sima Hong, you are so cruel! The creative apple-shaped sachet she made for the Dragon Boat Festival was called a butt by him? !
I came all the way here to deliver something, but this idiot actually... In shame and anger, Mingyu snatched the sachet from Sima Hong's hand, angrily threw it towards the garbage pile of rotten vegetable leaves on the street, and ran away without looking back.
“I didn’t say I didn’t want it…” Sima Hong stared at her in amazement. This girl had such a bad temper.
Baihao waited for a long time but Sima Hong did not come back. In desperation, he led his horse out to look for his master. He saw Sima Hong rolled up the sleeves and hem of his luxurious robe and worked hard to turn over... garbage. Rotten vegetable leaves and chicken feathers were all over him. While turning over the garbage, he muttered in confusion: "Why can't I find it?"
I really want to pretend that I don't know him! Bai Wuli held his forehead and stretched out his hand to Sima Hong. A strange sachet was lying in his hand. "Second Grandma just asked me to give it to you."