Chapter 7: The turtle and the green bean meet each other



The pea yellow in my hand is no longer cold.

Qin Songmo sat in the carriage and never got out.

Those dark pupils stared straight at the pastry in his hand.

He had also tasted the most delicious pastries and dishes in the world.

But that was before he was kicked out of the house by his father.

Later, my mother took care of the whole household, but she collapsed not long after.

He was only seven or eight years old at the time, and was kept at home by his teacher to study hard, hoping that if he passed the imperial examination in the future, he and his mother would no longer have to eat coarse food.

It’s a pity that his mother didn’t survive that winter.

That day, he learned from his teacher that his mother's condition had worsened. When he rushed back home through knee-high snow, his mother had just closed her eyes.

The mother and son didn't even get to see each other for the last time.

It was snowing that day. To celebrate his birthday, his mother, despite her illness, used the last money she had left to buy him a bowl of pea yellow soup.

Open your mouth and put the pastry into your mouth, the familiar soft, sweet and fragrant taste will fill your entire mouth.

Qin Songmo leaned against a round pillow with his eyes closed, and no one knew what he was thinking.

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When Li Shengyi followed the breeze towards his own courtyard, he heard a lazy voice coming from under the eaves not far away.

"Qingfeng, why are you bringing the baby with you instead of following your master?"

It is raining and the raindrops are blown down by the wind.

Every autumn rain brings a chill.

Li Shengyi's face turned red from the cold. When he heard the sound, he turned his head and looked over, and saw a man in a moon-white round-necked uniform standing next to a column with his arms folded across his chest.

Unlike Qin Songmo's sickly pale complexion, the man had a rosy complexion and was dressed more lightly than ordinary people even in such an environment.

Seeing Li Shengyi tilting her head to look at him, his sword-like eyebrows raised slightly. He did not take the right path. He stepped over the fence and ran to her in three or two steps.

Squatting down in front of her, Meng Jiuan looked her up and down before asking, "Who are you? Why are you wearing such gorgeous clothes, yet you look like you haven't eaten a meal?"

Li Shengyi: ...

Anyone who can appear in the Prime Minister's Mansion and be so nonchalant can only be one of the Prime Minister's own people.

Qin Songmo is very cautious and never shows off when doing things. He also doesn't like people to be conspicuous in front of him.

The one in front of her won't do.

However, he still stood there safely, and Qingfeng did not stop him.

Li Shengyi already had the answer in his mind.

Blinking, she said, "Who are you and why are you so rude?"

"Oh! It turns out to be a little firecracker, and quite fierce."

Meng Jiuan reached out to touch the long hair on her temples, but she slapped it away with her little hand.

"Men and women shouldn't touch each other. Do you understand etiquette?"

Meng Jiuan looked at the little boy in front of him whose waistline was not as tall as his.

She was so noisy and even told him that men and women should not touch each other, which was completely different from Qin Songmo's cold personality.

With the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he deliberately reached out and pinched her little face which didn't have much flesh, and the smile on his mouth deepened immediately.

"So what if men and women shouldn't touch each other? This general has never failed to get what he wants."

Hearing his self-introduction, Li Shengyi immediately confirmed his identity.

Meng Jiuan, the young general in the original book.

[...He's a good person, but it's a pity that he only grew in height but not in brains.]

What's that sound?!

Meng Jiuan just stretched out his hand and was about to pinch the other side of the little carrot head's cheek, but he was startled by a voice that suddenly popped up in his mind, and he froze in his tracks.

Li Shengyi, who had originally frowned and didn't want to be pinched, caught a glimpse of the familiar corner of clothes, and the frown on his face suddenly relaxed.

She took a step back, and after making sure she couldn't touch Meng Jiuan, she lifted her skirt and ran towards the familiar figure, "Daddy!"

As soon as Qin Songmo approached, he heard the familiar voice ringing in his mind.

Seeing the cherry-pink little girl running towards him, he bent down and plucked away the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers that had landed on her head. "Why don't you go back to the courtyard?"

Li Shengyi grabbed his sleeve and pulled him to look at Meng Jiuan who was squatting not far away, "Daddy, he said I looked like a beggar."

Meng Jiuan turned around immediately, his features tense, "When did I ever say you looked like a beggar?"

"I just said you looked like you hadn't eaten!"

Who would have thought that just as he finished speaking, Li Shengyi picked his ears and said, "Really? Sorry, I haven't eaten yet, so my ears don't work well."

Meng Jiuan: ...

Sometimes it’s really helpless to come to the Prime Minister’s Mansion alone!

But this skinny little bastard actually calls Qin Songmo "Daddy"!

It was like hearing some world-class horror story.

He rubbed his arms, came in front of the father and daughter, and looked at Li Shengyi with an indescribable expression.

When he looked up again, the look he gave Qin Songmo was more difficult to describe in words.

"You call him daddy, and he's your daddy. What's going on between you two... are you two making eye contact?"

[They say you're only tall but not smart. Listen, what kind of words are those? My dad is so embarrassed!]

Hearing this voice again, Meng Jiuan subconsciously looked up at Qin Songmo's expression.

As expected, when he saw the cold look on the other person's face, he quickly looked away.

Turtle!

Was he blessed by the gods and was able to unlock the "strange skills" described in the storybook?

But this strange technique doesn't seem to be of much use.

What's the point of just letting him hear the thoughts of a little kid?

If you have the guts, make him hear what Qin Songmo says!

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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