Song Suiwen's eyes were complicated, and some words surged repeatedly in his heart and throat.
But Cheng Yang's instructions echoed in my ears: "Doctor Song, please help me keep the secret. I don't want her to sacrifice for me. I want her to be safe, happy and live a long life. Come to think of it, this is what you are thinking too. .”
"Senior brother, what are you talking about? What do you have to hide from me?" Qing Lingyi asked.
Song Suiwen sighed: "It's Master. I shouldn't have said these words."
Qing Lingyi was stunned, "Master?"
Song Suiwen nodded, "I received a letter a few days ago. Master said that he hasn't seen you for many years and he misses you very much. He told me not to reveal it to you in advance. He said it was a surprise."
Qing Lingyi had no doubt, "So that's it."
She smiled easily and said, "Then when Master comes back, I will pretend that nothing happened."
Song Suiwen also smiled and said, "Don't reveal the truth, otherwise Master will definitely beat me."
"Don't worry, I know what's going on."
Qing Lingyi generously promised.
But when the master comes back, she should have left Suidu.
I wonder if we will meet on the road?
That night, Cheng Yang still didn't come home at night.
Qing Lingyi and Bi Wei checked one last time to see if everything was ready.
"Where's the silver?"
"I divided the money into several money bags, and most of them were broken into pieces so that they would not be easily discovered."
"There are also clothes. They are all simple styles and plain fabrics, right?"
"Yes. But speaking of clothes, I feel a little pity. General Cheng bought nearly a hundred new clothes. Madam, you haven't worn many yet. Now when you go back to the north, you can't wear them anymore."
Qing Lingyi smiled nonchalantly: "You can wait until next year to wear it again."
The discussion was almost over, and Biwei finally confirmed: "Madam, we are leaving tomorrow at Yin Shi, right?"
"Yes, we set out at Yinshi. It was still dark at that time, so they wouldn't notice."
"Don't you have to say goodbye to them?"
"I wrote a letter, and they will know when they see it. I'm afraid they won't be able to part with each other," Qing Lingyi sighed, and then remembered something, "By the way, Biwei, you can't call me madam when you're out of town. "
"What's that called?"
Qing Lingyi thought about it and suddenly said: "Call me Cheng San."
Biwei couldn't help but laugh.
Qing Lingyi couldn't help but blush, "Why are you laughing! Change your name so you won't be recognized!"
"Change your name?"
Outside the door, Cheng Yang's voice suddenly sounded.
Qing Lingyi turned away with a guilty conscience.
Cheng Yang came slowly and raised his eyebrows, "Hmm, are you going on a long trip?"
Qing Lingyi shook his head, "No, no. I don't travel far."
"Really?" Cheng Yang was dubious, with deep emotion in his dark eyes.
"What did I lie to you for?"
Qing Lingyi gave Biwei a look.
Bi Wei retreated first, and Qing Lingyi took the initiative to open her arms to Cheng Yang, "hug."
Cheng Yang's eyes spread with a smile, and he hugged her into his arms.
Qing Lingyi smelled the familiar smell on his body, which was a little cold, but her heartbeat was not as strong as before.
"You've been so busy these days." Qing Lingyi sighed softly.
"After all, things in the Hu Mansion are coming to an end."
Qing Lingyi raised his face and asked, "Uncle Hu Ping, will you continue to go to court?"
Cheng Yang kissed her forehead, "He can't go to school for a few more days. Political affairs and family affairs have made him exhausted physically and mentally. I think he looks ten years older."
Qing Lingyi was relieved.
"Your Majesty should promote new people to take over the position of servants, as well as ministers. After Jiang Zhao's death, he urgently replaced the people who came up. Your Majesty is not very satisfied." Cheng Yang said.
"so."
Cheng Yang kissed the corner of her lips again, "I have nothing to do tomorrow, okay, let's sleep in together. When we wake up, let's go to Tianxing Building to eat fish soup together."
It’s hard to say that I’m not moved.
Qing Lingyi paused, then buried her face in his chest, "Okay."
But she said in her heart, husband, I will leave here tomorrow.
Her heart was clogged, and she was silent for a moment. Then she raised her head again, her cheeks were slightly red, and she said, "I want to kiss him."
Cheng Yang chuckled, "Okay."
He lowered his head and kissed her.
Qing Lingyi hugged his waist and actively licked his lips and tongue, almost greedily.
When she was in love, she thought that when she found her mother, she would come back immediately.
Dead of night.
Qing Lingyi opened her eyes in Cheng Yang's arms.
She gently got out of his arms, got out of bed, put on her shoes and socks, and put on the simple clothes she had prepared.
Unable to hold back, he returned to the bed and stared at Cheng Yang's handsome face, his eyes lingering on the scars on his eyes for a moment.
"Husband, wait until I come back."
Her voice was as light as the wind, and she almost didn't hear it.
The night is like splashing ink.
Qing Lingyi and Bi Wei met in the corridor, both of them lowered their voices.
"The bags are all packed."
"My letter is also on the table."
"Let's go."
"Walk."
The two held hands and walked outside.
Biwei made an excuse in advance and asked Ji Fanzhi to transfer the guards, and they traveled unimpeded along the way.
The carriage is waiting at the west side gate.
Biwei pushed the door open first and Qing Lingyi was about to pass.
"Where are we going?"
Suddenly, Cheng Yang's voice came from behind.
Magnetic, slow, and containing an inexplicable sadness.
Qing Lingyi paused and did not dare to look back.
"Leave me?"
The voice grew closer and closer, causing the night to feel chilly.
Qing Lingyi's heart was like a drum, he mustered up his courage and turned around slowly.
Cheng Yang stood still in front of her, holding the letter she left on the table in his right hand. His long fingertips touched the words "Sanlang personally" on the envelope.
He said slowly: "Hmm, am I too good to you now, so you think that no matter what you do, I will condone it?"
Qing Lingyi carefully glanced at his face and noticed his sullenness.
"I have said more than once that I love you very much and I am willing to do anything for you, but how dare you leave me?" Cheng Yang's tone became cold.
Qing Lingyi suddenly felt sad.
She has been wavering these days.
In this world, finding her mother is something she has to do, and she can't give up even if it's to get married.
But she also had feelings for Cheng Yang and the General's Mansion, and she was really reluctant to let him go.
"Husband..."
Qing Lingyi's nose felt sour, and her voice started to sound like crying.
"I have to go," she raised her face with tears in her eyes, looking at him as if pleading, "let me go."
Cheng Yang stared at her for a moment, then stretched out his hand to touch her face.
The gentle movements scraped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her voice was low and hoarse, "Yeah, if you cry well, I will consider it."
Qing Lingyi curled her lips and more tears came out.
Seeing her face covered with tears, Cheng Yang couldn't help but frown, his heart ached, and blood surged in his throat.
"You should have had enough trouble!"
Suddenly there was a stern scolding, "Let go of Ling Yi and let her go!"
