Chapter 86 I want to see you later.
Seeing Song Baoyuan running out crying, Xie Yuchao suddenly panicked and couldn't help but get furious.
"Did he do anything to you?"
Song Baoyuan's vision was blurred, she was choking and unable to speak.
"I'll beat him to death!" Xie Yuchao clenched his fists again and strode upstairs.
Song Baoyuan hurriedly grabbed him, shook her head vigorously, and said hoarsely, "Let's go."
She brought Xie Yuchao into an empty room and had someone bring him some medicine.
Xie Yuchao's hands, cheeks, and mouth corners were all scraped, and his eyes were hit hard. Now he still sees double when he sees people, but he dare not say anything.
Song Baoyuan applied medicine to him personally, her eyes were red and looked worrying.
"Are you really okay?" Xie Yuchao couldn't help but ask.
A quarter of an hour had passed, and Song Baoyuan had calmed down considerably. "You should worry about yourself."
"I only have some minor injuries, nothing serious." Xie Yuchao stole a glance at her face. After all, he had never been the first to fight before, and it was quite embarrassing. "Don't think I look worse than him on the surface. He has a lot of internal injuries from my beating."
Song Baoyuan was in a low mood. "Why did you want to fight him? He's been in the Dali Temple for so many years. If he didn't have some skills, he would have been dead long ago. How could you possibly beat him?"
"He's just average, with only a few tricks." Xie Yuchao said disdainfully, "I just can't stand him being so rude to you."
He then shook his head, "No one can do this to you."
Song Baoyuan paused and did not respond.
She dipped her index finger in the ointment and dotted it on the blue corners of Xie Yuchao's eyes.
"Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt."
Song Baoyuan narrowed her eyes and increased her strength, "Doesn't it hurt?"
His eyes twitched in pain, but Xie Yuchao remained calm and said, "It doesn't hurt."
In order to avoid being noticed, he quickly changed the subject, "Are you going to the teahouse tomorrow? I'll go with you."
"Not tomorrow."
"Where are you going?"
Song Baoyuan sighed, "Princess Liu'an is about to leave the capital. She has arranged a farewell dinner with me for tomorrow."
*
I was afraid of missing out if I drank before a long trip, so I held the drinking ceremony a few days in advance.
Originally, he wanted to drink at Qianqian Pavilion, after all, there was plenty of wine there. But after thinking it over for a while, Liu An decided to return to his own Princess Mansion.
Because she was afraid of getting drunk and going crazy, she still wanted to leave a good impression on the people in the capital.
"When I'm not around, remember to come visit my house from time to time."
Liu An lay lazily on the cushioned lounge chair, swaying, looking at the snowy scene, holding a jar of wine in his hand.
Song Baoyuan was lying next to her, but there was an empty wine glass in her hand.
"Okay, I'll definitely come here once a year."
"You only come here once a year. Even visiting graves is more frequent than this."
"Pah, pah, pah!" Song Baoyuan complained, "We're about to go on a long journey, and you're still saying something so unlucky."
Liu An took a big gulp of wine, gulped it down, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Great!"
She said arrogantly: "I don't care, you have to come once a month."
"Why? What do you have to steal?"
Liu An's eyes began to blur. "I just want this place to be the same as when I left when I come back. It needs to be popular!"
"Then you can just stay at my house when you come back. The two kids will be all around you making noises, and it'll be really popular."
Liu An was stunned, "Huh? Good idea!"
She also suggested, "Your children are all so cute, why don't you have more children?"
Song Baoyuan groaned, "Who should I give birth to?"
"Jiang Shaoqing, you're so handsome, wouldn't it be a pity not to sleep with him?"
"Oh." Song Baoyuan was listless. "I'm almost being tortured to death by him."
Liu An sat up in shock. "I didn't realize it was so exciting. Can you elaborate?"
Seeing her like that, Song Baoyuan knew she was thinking the wrong thing, and quickly waved her hand, "It's not what you think."
"Crack."
Liu An lay back down, rocking the chair and saying, "That's boring."
She turned her head and glanced at Song Baoyuan. "When you came, I saw that your face was ashen. What happened?"
She pinched her fingers and said, "Hurry up and tell me, before I leave, I can still give you some advice."
Since she was about to leave anyway, Song Baoyuan was not afraid that she would get playful and interfere, so she told her the truth.
"He was inexplicable. He suddenly stopped being brother and sister and wanted to be husband and wife."
Liu An chuckled when he heard this, but he was not surprised.
"Perhaps what he said was true?"
"You mean, when I was really open with him, he didn't care at all. And when I stopped liking him, he got excited?"
Song Baoyuan asked sincerely, "Is he sick?"
"He would rather you stab him to death than let you go. Isn't it obvious that he's sick?"
Song Baoyuan: "..."
There is no way to refute it.
"So what do you think?"
"I'm scared." Song Baoyuan frowned, "He wasn't like this before."
Liu An drank another half jar of wine. "People change. Since you can change from liking him to disliking him, he may also change from disliking you to liking you."
"I don't think he likes me." Song Baoyuan muttered, "He can't stand seeing me doing well, and he can't stand me being better to others."
Liu An sensed something fishy. "Looks like there's a third party involved. Who is it? Your handsome neighbor?"
She nodded in approval, "That boy is indeed good-looking."
"He said his father was the Prime Minister."
"Bang!"
Liu An lost his grip on the wine jar and it broke into pieces on the floor.
She herself opened her eyes wide, "Who?"
"The Prime Minister of the Cabinet."
"That old man Xie Mingru?" Liu An arched his nose in disdain. "This old man is not easy to deal with. I advise you to sleep with Jiang Shaoqing instead."
Song Baoyuan glanced at her sideways and said, "Can you please be more polite with your words?"
"What do you care about me?" Liu An shrugged. "I'm about to leave, and you're still picking on my gift."
She changed the jar of wine and said, "I'm serious. Old man Xie Mingru might be in trouble. He treats his son like his grandson."
Song Baoyuan: “?”
"How could you run into such a weird person?" Liu An was amazed.
"What? Ah Chao is very normal."
"Oh, you're already so intimate." Liu An filled her empty glass. "How far has it developed?"
Song Baoyuan thought about it seriously. "It was just a verbal promise. He said that when he passed the imperial examination next spring, he would come to marry me in a sedan chair carried by eight people. If his father didn't agree, he would set up his own family."
"It sounds quite risky." Liu An said mercilessly.
Song Baoyuan tilted her head, "Why?"
"The Xie family is an aristocratic family, and they are also the leaders. Besides, Old Man Xie only has one son. If it is really him, it would not be so easy for him to set up his own family."
Song Baoyuan didn't understand the twists and turns, but if she wanted to do something important and her father didn't agree, she would definitely get what she wanted.
"Who cares?" she said. "The fact that he said he liked me was already like a dream."
"Isn't it normal to like you?" Liu An said lightly.
Song Baoyuan didn't think so. "But a young man from a noble family like him wouldn't lack opportunities to meet a good girl, right? What does he want from me, a woman who's been married, has children, and comes from a humble background? A sense of novelty?"
"Normal!" Liu An disagreed, "Then isn't Pingyuan Hou a good wife?"
Song Baoyuan: "..."
Is this the same?
"It's normal for a man to like you!" Liu An said proudly, "Even if the emperor falls in love with you and loves you to death, and insists on deposing the queen and then making you the empress, you don't mind.
Song Baoyuan covered her mouth, "You are drunk! How can you say such nonsense?"
Liu An pried her hands apart and continued passionately, "I don't mind making the child you have with someone else the crown prince. That's perfectly normal!"
"Stop talking!" Song Baoyuan felt uneasy after hearing this.
"I'm a man, and I like you too." Liu An held the wine jar in one hand and put his arm around her shoulders with the other. "Tell me what you want. As long as I have it, I'll give it to you!"
Song Baoyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, okay, thank you."
"You're welcome!" Liu An lifted her chin. "It's my honor to serve you, my beauty."
Song Baoyuan: "..."
He really drank too much.
"Okay, you're drunk, lie down."
"I'm not drunk!" Liu An took another big gulp of wine. "What I mean is, you have to be confident! You have to be more confident when I'm not around!"
Song Baoyuan was stunned.
Liu An lay down in her arms and muttered, "When I'm not around, you have to take care of yourself. Don't consider others more important than yourself, not even the children."
"Also, you can't forget me. When I leave, you have to see me off. When I come back, you have to welcome me. You absolutely, absolutely can't forget me!"
"Okay." Song Baoyuan said softly.
Liu An suddenly sobbed, "If you forget me, no one will remember me."
"No." Song Baoyuan patted her back soothingly.
"Yes!" Liu An said sadly.
"I mean, I won't forget you."
Luan whined like a child, "You're still the best."
She tossed and turned and sat up, her cheeks flushed, and said seriously, "No more joking, I still have something to tell you."
Song Baoyuan then became serious.
Liu An hesitated to speak, trying hard to keep his eyes open, looking extremely cautious.
"Can you and Jiang Shaoqing have a few more beautiful children and give one to me when I come back?"
Song Baoyuan: "..."
What is she expecting?
"no!"
Liu An pouted and compromised, "Then it's fine to have a child with that old man Xie's grandson. The child you have with him shouldn't be any worse."
Song Baoyuan was helpless, "You are really drunk."
“I didn’t…”
"Bang!"
Liu An fell straight down.
Song Baoyuan burst out laughing, and when she went forward to help her, she heard her mumbling.
I listened carefully and saw what she said -
You have to protect yourself and don't forget me.
*
It was already evening when Song Baoyuan left the Princess's Mansion, and the carriage moved slowly forward in the snow.
Qiao Yin suddenly reminded: "Miss, look outside."
Song Baoyuan therefore lifted the car curtain and looked out.
On the roadside, Xie Yuchao paced back and forth under the thatched eaves.
“Stop!”
Song Baoyuan stopped the carriage and ran towards him, "Why are you here?"
When Xie Yuchao saw her, he immediately felt happy and said, "Waiting for you."
This is the only way from the Princess's Mansion to her home, so he knew he could definitely wait there.
"Waiting for me to do what?"
"Nothing." Xie Yuchao smiled, "I just wanted to see you so I can sleep well tonight."
Song Baoyuan looked at his red ears, her heart rippled, "How long have you been waiting?"
"Just a moment."
Song Baoyuan looked into his clear eyes and was speechless for a moment.
"It's really just for a moment, don't worry."
Song Baoyuan is still not sure whether the love of the person in front of her is just a temporary novelty and whether it will change in the future.
She only knew that she liked this moment and liked the feeling of being cared for.
And it's so pure and passionate.
The next moment, Song Baoyuan stretched out her hands and covered his cold ears.
Xie Yuchao was stunned, and a smile quickly flowed from his eyes, "What are you doing?"
"Nothing." Song Baoyuan said softly, "Just for a while, wait a little longer."
She will wait too.
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