Murong Qingchen frowned displeased but did not answer.
Feng Chun unceremoniously sat down opposite Murong Qingchen and poured himself a glass of wine, "Osmanthus wine? When did you start to like drinking this kind of wine?" In his impression, Cheng Zi was a I would never touch this kind of wine.
"I asked you to come here to drink with me. If you don't like drinking, you can leave." He just wanted to find someone to chat with and have another drink, but now he regretted that the person he was looking for was the person in front of him. .
"You are in a bad mood." Feng Chun ignored Murong Qingchen's words, fearing without fear of death whether she would get into Murong Qingchen's mind.
Murong Qingchen struggled in his heart for a long time before slowly and softly speaking, "Let me ask you, how does it feel to like someone?" This sentence seemed to give him a lot of courage.
Feng Chun suddenly grinned, and there was no trace of surprise or stunnedness on his face. Instead, he was full of excitement, "Could that person be..." Before he could say the next words, he was glared coldly by Murong Qingchen, who said... The words stuck in my throat were swallowed.
"Haha, how should I say this..."
"You can say whatever you want." He really felt that he had drunk too much, otherwise why would he ask this person? If he had to ask, he would have gone to Yujie. Murong Qing was secretly regretting it in his heart.
Although Feng Chun didn't understand the depression in Murong Qingchen's heart at the moment, he could guess a rough idea. In any case, he and Chengzi were not the kind of people who had known each other for a day or two. They had grown up together since childhood. Big brother, he felt that Chengzi was like his brother. Chengzi must have been vomiting to death because he let him know the secret in his heart.
"You should know this answer better than me, so why do you ask me?"
Murong Qingchen was silent, as if he didn't listen, but he seemed to have listened. His clear eyes stared at the calm wine in the wine glass without blinking.
"Chengzi, actually you don't want to admit it." He didn't know how Chengzi met that person or how they got entangled, but he knew that Chengzi's relationship was a bad fate and shouldn't exist. Because there is already another person in that person's heart.
Murong Qingchen smiled slightly. There was a bit of relief and a bit of self-mockery in the smile. He directly picked up the wine glass and drank it all. Yes, what exactly was he thinking in his heart? , he knows it best, he thinks he knows himself very well, but now...
"Is it because of this osmanthus wine that you met him?" Feng Chun asked again without fear of death. To be honest, he was not actually not afraid of death, but he was sure that Chengzi would not kill him because of this.
Murong Qingchen played with the empty wine glass in his hand, and after being silent for a long time, he softly uttered two words, "No."
"Then your ability to drink osmanthus wine must at least have something to do with him."
"Yes." Murong Qingchen nodded.
"Then what are you going to do next?" This is also the question he is most concerned about.
"How to do it?" Murong Qingchen moved his lips and repeated these three words lightly, his eyes tightened on the empty wine glass in his hand, as if he wanted to poke a hole in it.
Feng Chun was not in a hurry and waited patiently.
After a while, Murong Qingchen suddenly put down the wine glass in his hand, his eyes were shining with a trace of light, and his tone was unusually firm, "Grab it."
"Robbing? You clearly know..."
"I won't lose, don't want to lose, let alone lose." The indifferent tone revealed his firm determination, and at the same time, it cleared away all the hesitation deep in his heart. What Murong Qingchen wanted, he would definitely not win. If you can let go, you will definitely get it.
"Then how do you plan to grab it?" You know, Chengzi's opponent is not an ordinary person.
Murong Qingchen glanced at Feng Chun lightly, without answering, he stood up and walked away, leaving Feng Chun with a questioning look on his face.
It took a long time for Feng Chun to come back to his senses. He looked at the empty seat and laughed softly. He had indeed made the right choice to come to the capital. Now it was interesting. Then should he remind his elder brother? Forget it, it’s no fun anymore if you’re reminded.
Bai Xi, who had just gotten off the carriage, suddenly shuddered and looked up at the sky that was gradually replaced by twilight. Was she being remembered as soon as she came back
"Xi'er? You're back? Okay, okay, just come back." Bai Jinhang's voice of surprise suddenly sounded, and at the same time, he pulled Bai Xi back, who was distracted.
"Dad." Bai Xi smiled, feeling like he was home, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes, but in the end she was forced to go back.
Bai Jinhang nodded, without too many words or too many expressions on his face, but his excited eyes had revealed his inner emotions.
"My daughter makes dad worried."
"As long as everything is fine, it's good that you're safe." Bai Jinhang had a smile on his face. Xi'er called him dad, which meant that she was still his daughter and he was still her father.
"Dad, the New Year has just passed, are you busy with a lot of military affairs?" I remember that the last time I left the capital, I met my father at the door who had just returned from the Capital Commander's Department. I didn't expect that this situation would happen again.
"Yes." Bai Jinhang nodded, "Did Xi'er encounter any interesting things along the way?"
The father and daughter just walked into the house chatting like this. I don't know whether they intentionally or unintentionally ignored the carriage behind them.
The carriage left after the father and daughter entered the gate.
"Xi'er, have you been with Feng Ming these days?" A few days ago, Jie'er came back from Qingcheng and said that Xi'er was safe with Feng Ming by his side. In addition, although he didn't see Feng Ming just now, Figure, but he knew that the boy was on the carriage. "kindness."
"Then have you..." Bai Jinhang stopped suddenly, not knowing what words to use to express what he wanted to say.
"Huh?" Bai Xi blinked her eyes and looked at Bai Jinhang with confusion. However, she knew what her father wanted to express later, but she could only pretend to be stupid now.
Bai Jinhang hesitated for a long time, and finally gave up the idea of continuing to ask further, and changed the topic directly, "Your wedding date has been decided, it will be March 16th." When he thought about his precious daughter who had been with him for many years, he would be killed by that boy. After getting married, he couldn't help but feel melancholy.
"Well, my daughter knows." Bai Xi continued, "Dad, my daughter will always be my father's daughter and a descendant of the Bai family."
Tears suddenly welled up in Bai Jinhang's eyes, but there was a joyful smile on his face. Hearing Xi'er say it himself, his anxious heart calmed down.
Xiyuan
Considering that Bai Xi had been running all the way, Bai Jinhang asked her to go back to the courtyard and have a good rest. If she had anything to do, we would talk about it tomorrow. Bai Xi did not refuse and went back to Xiyuan directly. However, as soon as she approached Xiyuan, she heard something coming from inside. There was a shouting sound.