Song Qingci kept muttering to himself and tossed and turned in bed in the second half of the night.

Although she didn't want to think about Mr. Fu Sanye anymore, she couldn't control herself.

The Third Master on horseback, the Third Master looking at her, the Third Master hugging her... various Third Masters appeared in front of her one after another.

Pomegranate, oh pomegranate, are you so eager for a man now?

Ahhhhhh——

Also, what should she do?

The Third Master likes her, how should she respond?

"Third Master, we are not suitable. No, it's too simple and crude."

"Third Master, although you are very kind, I have to go back to Beijing. No, Third Master, will you think too much?"

"Third Master, I'm actually not that good..."

Song Qingci was thinking about his words, but he still had no idea.

Thinking of rejecting the Third Master and his disappointment after being rejected, Song Qingci felt depressed.

Forget it, I won’t sleep anymore. I’ll just stay up today to celebrate the New Year.

"Songzi, come down."

Touch the pine nuts to calm your mind.

Songzi ignored her and pretended to be asleep and snoring.

Song Qingci: "...You forgot that you are a nocturnal animal. Forget it, go find Gun Gun."

Hey, why is GunGun asleep too?

It usually chirps a lot at night.

GunGun: I’m short of oxygen and tired. Please don’t disturb me.

At the same time, candles were lit in Mr. Fu San's room, and his slender figure was projected onto the window paper.

Mr. Fu San is more rational than Song Qingci.

He also has a clearer understanding of his own feelings.

From the time Song Qingci left, he was worried and anxious, chasing her all night, to the panic he felt today when he waited for her but she didn't come back, and the feeling that his blood was frozen when he saw her covered in blood... all of these were enough to let him know what position Song Qingci held in his heart.

There had only been one person in his life who had such an influence on him, and that was his elder brother who raised him.

The feeling I had when I heard about my brother's accident reappeared today.

Mr. Fu San didn't know what it meant to be happy, but when he discovered that he was happy, his emotions were surging and out of control.

But Master Fu San backed off.

Because of him, he could give Song Qingci nothing.

He could only stay in Liaodong and on the Huai Mountains.

The time may be a few years, or it may be decades, or even a lifetime.

The bitter cold of Liaodong cannot sustain the delicate flowers of the capital.

Song Qingci comes from a wealthy family and is loved by everyone. Although she has suffered hurt, she still retains the innocence of a little girl. She should not die in such a cold and bitter place like Liaodong.

She should be cherished and pampered. She is so pure, beautiful and kind-hearted that she deserves a better life.

Instead of following myself, living in Huaishan, or even being displaced.

If his love for her couldn't make her life better, how could he dare to speak up?

Xiao Li, if you can't afford it, you might as well let go.

I hope the little girl will have a good husband who will protect her life and make her happy and worry-free, and keep her beautiful eyes bright.

Fu An looked at the motionless shadow on the window paper, hesitated for a long time, and finally knocked on the door.

Mr. Fu San knew it was him and said calmly, "Come in."

Fu An knelt down as soon as he came in.

"I am guilty, please punish me, Master San."

"explain."

"I shouldn't have taken action, which exposed myself and broke the rules of the secret guards." Fu An said with his head down.

"She's here. Even if you don't want to save someone, she won't stand by and watch them die." Master Fu San said with understanding, "Get up. What's wrong with following her and listening to her?"

Fu An then stood up and stood aside with his head down.

He had something to say to Mr. Fu San, but he hadn't figured out how to start.

Unexpectedly, just as he was considering this, he heard Third Master Fu say, "Fu An, are you willing to follow Song Qingci?"

Fu An was stunned, "Third Master, what do you mean?"

Do you want to kick him out?

"She is going back to Beijing. You can stay with her and protect her. It's better for you to be in Beijing than to be with me..."

The main reason was that he was too worried about Song Qingci.

"Miss Song is going back to Beijing?" Fu An was even more surprised.

How come he doesn't know about this?

"She is from the capital, and her family is all there, so naturally she has to go back." Master Fu San said, "You are following me here, and now you feel wronged. Although following her is a bit... but she is kind-hearted and will definitely arrange a good future for you. Fu An, be good..."

Fu An knelt down again.

"Third Master, that's not what you said before. Are you going to watch me get bullied and be powerless to do anything? What if I regret my decision later? Also, if you return to Beijing, wouldn't it be natural for you to be with Miss Song?"

From any perspective, the Third Master should consider returning to Beijing!

"I may return to Beijing in the future, but when? What promise can I make to her?" Mr. Fu San said quietly.

He held the teacup with his slender fingers, shook it, brought it to his lips, and then put it down again.

It’s not that Song Qingci is a bad person, but because she is too beautiful, he will not indulge in his emotions.