Chapter 445 Let Her Fly First



Chapter 445 Let Her Fly First

Song Jin asked Mu Ting to prepare and planned to leave Qinjiagou.

Qin Chi seemed to arrive on the breeze.

Quiet, dignified and noble.

Song Jin only realized after the other party entered the house that Mu Ting had gone out at some point.

"Madam is leaving?" Qin Chi asked softly.

Song Jin lowered his eyes, "It's time to go."

Qin Chi raised his fair hand, as if he wanted to stroke the hair on her temples, but gave up halfway and covered his lips instead. He started coughing as if in pain, and his face turned pale.

Song Jin wanted to ignore him, but naturally stood up, patted his back, and poured him a cup of warm tea.

Qin Chi took the teacup and lowered his head to drink, "Thank you, ma'am."

"You should take care of yourself." Song Jin couldn't help but say.

Qin Chi slowly raised his head and looked at her with melancholy between his brows, "Madam, are you really going to leave me?"

"We've already divorced, so leaving is inevitable."

Song Jin was concerned about his health, but this could not change her decision. "You know very well that my going to the capital will not bring you much glory. It's good now."

"You are fine. I am not fine at all."

Qin Chi was extremely conflicted.

He could understand Song Jin's approach, but he didn't want to accept it.

Song Jin patiently asked, "Then what do you want to do?"

"I think……"

Qin Chi wanted to ask her to come back to him, but facing Song Jin's calm and open eyes, he couldn't say it. He had not thought about what Song Jin would face when she returned, "I want to ask you, have you changed your mind by leaving me?"

Song Jin glared at him fiercely.

Qin Chi said expressionlessly again: "I'm not questioning you, it's just that Xing Lun is always by your side, so I can't be jealous."

"No, Xing Lun and I are innocent." Song Jin didn't think he would misunderstand.

Qin Chi curled his lips slightly, "It's okay if you want to divorce me. As long as you promise to write me at least one letter every month, I will stop pestering you."

Song Jin said calmly: "If you don't make a decision, you will suffer the consequences. I'm sorry, I can't agree to your request."

"Isn't this even possible?"

Qin Chi showed his sharp edge for a moment, but soon he restrained himself and said in a mocking tone, "Even if we can't be husband and wife, our friendship is still true. What's wrong with writing letters? There's no need to be strangers. Don't forget, we still have three children."

More than three...

Song Jin was in a trance for a moment.

However, she could hear Qin Chi's concession, "As long as I write you a letter, will you agree to divorce?"

Qin Chi nodded bitterly.

Song Jin stared at Qin Chi quietly for a while, and then realized his seriousness, and then bowed to Qin Chi with a smile: "Master Qin, thank you for your protection over the years."

Qin Chi stood up and returned the greeting, "We have supported and cared for each other over the years. Madam Song, you don't need to thank me. You don't owe me anything, and you have even helped me a lot."

After hearing this, Song Jin smiled even more deeply.

They are all understanding people, which is good.

Qin Chi just watched Song Jin pack her bags and saw her off. Unconsciously, he followed the carriage to the entrance of the village until it disappeared into the winding mountain road.

Qin Ba took a cloak and put it on Qin Chi's shoulders, "Sir, it's cold outside, we should go back."

"Let everyone pack up and set off in an hour." Qin Chi's face no longer had the fragility he had just had, like a sword drawn from its sheath.

Exit the Qinjiagou intersection.

Qin Chi not only saw Meng Qingrui, but also Qin Yi and others who had returned.

"What's going on?"

Qin Chi's eyes were sharp.

Qin Yi reported terrifiedly: "Madam asked us to come back. She said that since we have divorced, we should sort out what needs to be sorted out."

Qin Chi was so angry that he laughed, "You came back like this?"

"I left a few people behind to protect the lady without permission. Please forgive me, sir." Qin Yi knelt on one knee to apologize, but in his heart he was glad that he had left some people behind.

Qin Chi's expression eased a little. "That's it for now. Let them hide well and don't let Madam find out. Also, wait until Qin Qi recovers from her injuries, and then expel her from the Dark Guard Camp and let her go find Madam."

"Yes, I understand."

Qin Yi didn't breathe a sigh of relief until Qin Chi lowered the curtains.

How could Qin Chi really let go?

He just understood that some things are not good enough, and he needed to be relaxed and tense. Pushing too hard would only make her go further away from him. She was like a kite, longing for freedom. Instead of being deadlocked, he might as well let her fly. As long as he could hold the string tightly, no matter how she flew, she would come back to him one day.

The so-called "line" is the monthly letter.

He was not afraid of her flying.

What I fear most is her forgetfulness.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Qin Chi was so absorbed in his thoughts that he completely forgot that there was another person in the carriage.

All kinds of speculations were flying around in Meng Qingrui's mind.

Is this a big secret that he can know? His good brother has achieved success, but his wife doesn't want to live with him anymore? Or maybe his sister-in-law doesn't want him anymore! Meng Qingrui tried to reduce his presence as much as possible, but he would sneak a glance at Qin Chi from time to time.

Qin Chi warned: "What's that look in your eyes?"

"Brother, I, I didn't hear you wrong just now." Meng Qingrui moved closer to Qin Chi, his face full of curiosity, "Sister-in-law doesn't want you anymore? What's going on? What did you do?"

"This matter is very complicated. We will talk about it later."

Qin Chi is feeling very upset now.

Meng Qingrui felt like he was being scratched by a cat, and he wanted to know. But seeing Qin Chi's expression, it was clear that he didn't want to tell. He could only comfort himself and forget about it. He didn't need to rush. Anyway, if he stayed by his side, he would know sooner or later.

At the old house, people learned that Qin Chi had left.

Old man Qin sat up in shock on the hospital bed and hurried out, just in time to meet the distraught Qin Mingsong.

"They're gone? Really gone?"

Old Man Qin asked anxiously.

Qin Mingsong said weakly: "They left and no one came to tell us."

"That unfilial grandson doesn't even take me seriously." Old Man Qin cursed angrily, then turned to look at Qin Mingsong, "What about your matter? What should I do?"

"Dad, I don't know either."

The person has already left. Qin Mingsong knows that no matter what he plans, it will be useless. "We can only wait three years."

Old Man Qin wanted to pull Qin Chi to help the youngest son, "Let's talk about it when your eldest brother comes back. As long as he receives the letter, he will rush back from the capital."

The father and son were talking at the door.

Song Xiu, who was not far away, heard everything. She shook her handkerchief and walked over gracefully, "It's useless for my elder brother to come back. I have to observe mourning for three years. My husband can't go against etiquette and be condemned by the world."

The father and son looked unhappy.

Old man Qin was about to open his mouth and scold.

"vomit!"

Song Xiu covered her mouth and tried to vomit.

The vomiting was very severe, as if he was vomiting bile.

Old man Qin suddenly had an idea and quickly asked someone to ask his third uncle to confirm that Song Xiu was already more than two months pregnant.

Qin Mingsong was stunned for a moment.

Old man Qin whispered again, "You are not young anymore, and you don't have any children. I don't know how bad people will say about you. Now the mourning period will be delayed for another three years. This child comes at the right time. You have to give birth to the child for your future. Don't mess with me anymore."

"My son understands."

Qin Mingsong was in mixed mood.


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