Song Siwei's injuries were no longer a problem. He walked briskly and soon came to Shen Qingwu, "Miss Shen, let me help you get it."
"If someone is too nice to you for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief!" Zhou Silin snorted.
Song Siwei glared at Zhou Silin fiercely, then turned back to look at Shen Qingwu with a smile, "I didn't expect that you would develop such a skill after you fell into a coma that day. You are really an extraordinary person."
Shen Qingwu placed the big watermelon in Song Siwei's arms and said, "This is for you."
Ignoring his words, she pulled Zhou Silin towards Wang Shuying.
Song Siwei's expression revealed visible disappointment.
Zhou Silin turned around and made a face at Song Siwei with pride, then happily took Shen Qingwu's arm and said, "Qingwu, I was the first one to come to you. If you really want to help someone with fortune-telling in the future, I'll be the first one in line, okay?"
Shen Qingwu looked at her helplessly and nodded seriously, "Okay."
…
Under the willow tree, Chu Guannan slowly loosened his clenched fists, danger surging in the depths of his black eyes.
When Xiao Qingyi retracted her gaze, she happened to see Chu Guannan's relaxed fist. She suppressed the bitterness in her heart and greeted Chu Guannan with a smile, "Your Highness the Prince of Yan."
Chu Guannan sat back in the rocking chair, which rocked a little more vigorously. He looked at the person who greeted him, closed his eyes, and did not respond.
"Miss Chen is very interesting, isn't she?" Xiao Qingyi pulled a chair and sat down at the stone table without any hesitation, and spoke to herself.
Xiao Qingyi took a piece of watermelon, took a bite, and turned her head to look at the silent Chu Guannan, somewhat suspecting that what she had just seen was an illusion.
Just as she was thinking about it, Song Siwei came back holding a watermelon like a silly boy from the landlord's family, and greeted her with a smile, "Qingqing, you are here too?"
Just after saying hello, a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face. He hurriedly carried the watermelon to the wooden barrel next to him, avoiding eye contact with Xiao Qingyi.
Xiao Qingyi tilted her head to look at him, placed the cloth bag slung around her waist on the table, and smiled, "I've peeled all the pine nuts you like."
Song Siwei, who was squatting beside him washing the watermelon, paused. Without looking back, he lowered his head and said sullenly, "Qingqing, don't be so troublesome again in the future."
Xiao Qingyi threw down the watermelon rind, walked around and squatted beside him. She dipped her small hand into the slightly cool water in the wooden barrel, stirring the surface. She looked at him with a half-smile and asked, "Have you gotten it yet?"
Song Siwei lowered his head, "Sorry."
In the past, he felt that Xiao Qingyi was the only person in Kyoto who suited his taste. She was straightforward and never fussy about details. Eating and playing together was what he liked best.
The Xiao family is in business, and he is the first royal family that the Xiao family can contact. Naturally, the Xiao family will be willing to spend money on him, hoping to cooperate with her mother, a powerful lady.
However, if Xiao Qingyi didn't point it out, he wouldn't bring it up on his own initiative. In appreciation of Xiao Qingyi's generosity, all he could do was probably to help her when those noble ladies were trying to cheat her out of money.
In all these years, he had never thought about matters between men and women.
Until two days ago, when his family mentioned his marriage to his cousin Wang Shuying again, he suddenly understood when he thought of Shen Qingwu's injury and the past.
Xiao Qingyi didn't want to get on the princess's boat to do business, she just liked herself.
The only daughter of the Xiao family spends a fortune without batting an eyelid. How could the Xiao family use their beloved daughter to arrange a marriage?
How could she be expected to please a man who has no future?
Like is the only explanation.
When his mother refused to marry his cousin, his mother's statement further confirmed his suspicions.
The reality that came unexpectedly made it impossible for him to face Xiao Qingyi calmly, and he was too embarrassed to accept the peeled pine nuts she always handed to him.
Song Siwei lowered his head even lower, and the watermelon floated on the water. Xiao Qingyi raised her hand and poked it, lowering her voice and asking, "Do you know what I like most about you?"
Song Siwei shook his head, but it was difficult for him to say that he didn't want to know.
In fact, most people don’t dare to know.
He couldn't bear such constant love for so many years.
"You are simple and sincere, and you can clearly distinguish right from wrong. You are the only pure person in Kyoto." Xiao Qingyi said.
Sitting in the rocking chair, Chu Guannan pricked up his ears to listen.
Song Siwei turned his head in surprise. He had never seen Xiao Qingyi so serious.
"His Highness is going to marry you into the royal family, why don't you consider me?" Xiao Qingyi's beautiful doe eyes looked at him clearly and purely like an elf walking out of the forest and asked.
Song Siwei lowered his head again.
Xiao Qingyi's clear voice continued, "If you marry into my Xiao family, as long as you don't want to take the imperial examination, the Xiao family will definitely provide you with a life of luxury, even more luxurious than the princess's mansion."
"Thank you for your kindness." Song Siwei's hands scratched the watermelon rind underwater, but he politely rejected Xiao Qingyi's kindness.
…
"Qingqing likes Song Siwei, did you know?" Under the grape trellis, Zhou Silin was eating grapes and huddled together with Shen Qingwu under the Bagua willow tree.
"How do you know?" Shen Qingwu also looked over and asked in confusion.
"Anyone with eyes can see that, right?" Zhou Silin laughed. "It's a pity that Song Siwei is blind. Qingqing has been so good to him, but every time he sees Qingqing, he still thinks about those lousy horses at Qingqing's stable. Qingqing is just stupid, falling in love with such a fool."
"Idiot?" Shen Qingwu didn't expect Zhou Silin to speak so rudely.
"Song Siwei has a good family background, but he always gets into trouble. What's the point of finding such a man? If you don't have a good family background, he will drag your whole family to be beheaded." Zhou Silin pulled off a ripe grape, her pretty face full of disgust.
"Raising a son doesn't have to be this troublesome. I really don't understand. Qingqing can't even handle herself, but she has to like such a loser. Why don't the young masters of the Xiao family know how to stop her?" Zhou Silin felt a headache for the Xiao family.
"Yingying is really smart." Zhou Silin ate grapes, but her mouth was not idle. "Big sister likes her very much. She even wants Song Siwei to marry Yingying, but she just doesn't want to. But do you know who Yingying likes?"
"You know this too?" Shen Qingwu was amazed.
"Follow me." Zhou Silin, holding a bunch of grapes, pulled Shen Qingwu, bending over and walking mysteriously into the depths of the grape vines.
Shen Qingwu always held Zhou Silin's hand with his left hand, and deep down he was reluctant to see Zhou Silin's future again.
The two walked towards an area where the grapevines were more lush, and finally saw Wang Shuying, who had disappeared for a while.
She forcefully stopped a tall man under the grapevines, and her low voice came through the wind-wrinkled grapevines:
"Xie Enyu, I have liked you for a long time. If we were to talk about marriage, would you consider me?" Wang Shuying slowly lowered her hand, raised her head slightly, and looked serious and solemn.
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