Chapter 86 I Won’t Go With You
"Thanks to Master Song for not abandoning me, Chunzhi is deeply grateful."
Chunzhi spent more than half a year at the Song residence, and every day she envied Song Wan'er for having such a good brother.
Song Anlan saved her life and treated her very well. Chunzhi agreed to marry him not only to protect the Song family's property and Song Wan'er, but also to reassure Song Anlan and repay his life-saving grace.
Chunzhi said softly, "In fact, I have long regarded Master Song as my own brother in my heart."
Song Anlan said gently, "Since you've already considered me your brother, why do you still call me Young Master Song?"
Hearing this, Song Wan'er smiled and said, "Sister, you should change your words."
Chunzhi slowly changed her words and called Song Anlan, "Brother."
Song Anlan replied in a gentle voice, "Sister Chunzhi."
The two looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.
Song Wan'er originally regretted that Chunzhi could not become her sister-in-law, but who knew that Chunzhi has now become her sister, which is also great.
Song Wan'er was very happy. "I'll ask the kitchen to make some more delicious food. We'll have dinner together tonight. This is worth celebrating. Brother, please come back early."
Song Anlan nodded and said, "I'll be back when I'm done."
Chunzhi said, "It's windy outside, brother, put on some more clothes before you go out."
Song Anlan responded, turned around and told the servant to get the cloak.
The three of them talked for a few more words, and the servant quickly brought back the cloak and put it on Song Anlan.
Song Anlan went out with the servant.
Song Wan'er helped Chunzhi walk slowly around the garden, then sent her back to the courtyard.
Huo Zheng came back at some point and was standing at the door waiting for her.
Chunzhi and Song Wan'er were both stunned when they saw this man.
Huo Zheng strode forward and reached out to support Chunzhi, and Song Wan'er let go.
Song Wan'er said to Chunzhi, "I'm going to tell the kitchen to prepare the feast. Sister, go back to your room and rest for a while. Don't forget to have dinner together tonight."
Chunzhi said, "I won't forget it."
Song Wan'er turned and left.
Huo Zheng helped Chunzhi back to the house and asked in a low voice, "Are you going to have dinner with her?"
Chunzhi said: "And my brother."
"Brother?" Huo Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly. "When did you start calling Song Anlan brother?"
Chunzhi stepped over the threshold and said, "Just now."
Huo Zheng thought to himself, "Hello, brother."
Now that Song Anlan became Chunzhi's elder brother, he could no longer compete with him for his wife.
Chunzhi caught a glimpse of Huo Zheng's slightly raised mouth from the corner of her eye, and couldn't help but frown and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Huo Zheng pressed the corners of his mouth, "Did I laugh?"
Chunzhi said, "He laughed."
"I'm happy for you." Huo Zheng said, "Song Anlan is a good brother."
If Song Anlan could treat Chunzhi the same way he treated Song Wan'er, then he would accept him as his brother.
Song Anlan is a cunning person who would rather use open strategies than conspiracies and tricks. Huo Zheng was also deeply impressed by what he said before.
Chunzhi glanced at Huo Zheng, walked to the window and sat down, then withdrew her hand.
Huo Zheng poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to her, "It's cold outside, drink some hot tea to warm yourself up."
Chunzhi took the teacup, held it in her hand, and couldn't help asking him, "When are you leaving? Don't you, the dignified Prince of Chang'an, have any important things to do?"
Huo Zheng stared at her, "You are my business."
His eyes were as dark as the deep sea. Every time Chunzhi looked into his eyes, she felt like she would be swallowed up in the next moment.
Chunzhi lowered her eyes, took a sip of tea, and whispered, "I won't go with you."
Once you enter a marquis's mansion, it's like entering a deep sea, let alone Huo Zheng, who is in a royal palace.
Even if Huo Zheng were to marry her now, it would be impossible for him to marry only her.
Chunzhi doesn't know how to deal with those backyard tricks or palace struggles. If she goes to such a place, she can't even save her own life and the lives of her children.
She also didn't dare to hope that Huo Zheng's feelings for her would remain consistent.
I like things like this because they are fleeting and therefore precious.
She could not rely on such things that might be there today and gone tomorrow.
"Chunzhi." Huo Zheng called her in a low voice, "I don't want to force you, but you shouldn't reject me, okay?"
Chunzhi was silent for a moment, put down the teacup, stood up and walked to the window, "The fog is thick and the wind is strong. It's going to snow again."
It rarely snows in Nanzhou, but it rains a lot. She is used to the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After being in Dongzhou for more than half a year, she has not yet adapted to the climate here.
The capital is in the north, and its climate is completely different from that of the southern states.
There is a world of difference between the lives of royal families and those of ordinary people.
Huo Zheng never understood that what Chunzhi wanted was very simple.
She just wants to live a simple and peaceful life.
Huo Zheng was born into a royal family and was born to be involved in struggles and fight for a way to survive in the vortex of power.
He had long been accustomed to a life where he had to fight, rob, kill decisively, and scheme in order to survive.
Chunzhi just wants to live in peace in a corner, earn some food and drink with her own hands, and raise her children well.
The Golden Palace, the Thatched Hut, and the Solitary Wooden Tree at Yangguan, they are never taking the same path.
If Chunzhi's wish had been fulfilled, Huo Zheng should have stayed in the capital and been the King of Chang'an.
Instead of traveling thousands of miles to Dongzhou to take care of someone like her.
A cold wind suddenly blew outside, Chunzhi stood by the window, her clothes fluttering in the wind.
Huo Zheng picked up the fox fur cape and put it on Chunzhi.
As she said, it started snowing soon.
The two of them stood by the window together and watched the snow falling on the earth.
When they were in Taohua Lane, they watched the rain together like this.
Huo Zheng and Chunzhi slept in each other's arms on a rainy night, and he kissed her eyes and eyebrows over and over again.
The joy we had then is hard to revisit now.
The snow outside was getting heavier and heavier. Chunzhi was worried that Song Anlan would catch a cold outside and his condition would worsen, so she immediately ordered the servant to pick him up in a carriage with a heated stove.
Huo Zheng felt jealous when he saw her caring so much about another man.
The sky gradually darkened and soon it was night.
Song Wan'er held a banquet in the flower hall to celebrate Chunzhi and her brother becoming siblings.
Most of the dishes on the table were her and Chunzhi's favorites. Song Wan'er sent her maid to invite Chunzhi over early, fearing that she would fall, and she specifically instructed the maid to support Chunzhi and walk slowly.
Song Wan'er was waiting outside the flower hall, but when Chunzhi came over, Huo Zheng also came with her.
Song Wan'er opened her eyes wide and thought to herself that not only did the Prince of Chang'an come and live in the Song residence uninvited, he also wanted to have dinner with her brothers and sisters. What was going on?
The Song family girl didn't say anything, but Huo Zheng had already seen it from her expression. He nodded slightly and said, "I'm sorry to bother you by coming here uninvited."
Song Wan'er opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.
Prince Chang'an knew everything, but he still wanted to come.
What can she do?
Song Wan'er had no choice but to support Chunzhi as she walked inside, secretly hoping that King Chang'an would leave quickly.
Entering the flower hall, Chunzhi saw Song Wan'er sitting on her right and Huo Zheng sitting on her left.
Not long after, Song Anlan came back and sat opposite Chunzhi.
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