I Deliver Candy To Men

After breakfast, Song Yingying pushed Situ Jun to stroll in the garden.

Situ Jun would sometimes point to some flowers and tell her the variety, name, how to write it, what it means, and so on.

Song Yingying wrote it down carefully, and then said, "Thank you sir."

At this time, Situ Jun felt a little stuffed in his heart.

Where does he really want to be her husband? Not to mention now, he just saw that she was too quiet and wanted to find something to say to her. He said that before, he wanted to teach her to read, and he also wanted to get close to her.

She just didn't understand his heart. It was not open before, but now it is not open. Keep him out of your heart, don't let him get close to half a point.

Situ Jun was extremely distressed.

However, no matter how depressed he was, she wouldn't coax him, tease him, or chatter about him like she used to. She just pretended not to have seen it, and if he didn't say it, she would never take the initiative to speak.

"Even if you don't be my side, you are still my maid." Situ Jun stopped the wheelchair and looked back at her, "Serve me like before."

"I listened to the instructions very much. The little marquis asked me to push you out, and I pushed you out, told me to write down the flower name, and I wrote down the flower name. Is there any omission?" Song Yingying said with a surprised expression.

Situ Jun: "..."

"You weren't like this before," he said ruefully.

Before, as long as she was by his side, he felt at ease. As soon as she spoke, he felt that the surrounding scenery was brightened.

But now, he is not only uneasy, but also very depressed. Looking at the surrounding scenery, it is also unusual and uncharacteristic.

Obviously the scenery has not changed. It's just that she has changed, and he feels that everything has changed.

After such a good life, who can live such a life? He looked up at her: "I apologize to you, okay?"

Seeing that he was endless, Song Yingying kept on talking about that matter, and said with her hands on her hips, "Apology? You do something like that, and the apology is over?"

Situ Jun couldn't help but be stunned: "Repaying kindness and revenge? When did I avenge my kindness and revenge?"

"I drag you out of the dark room, tell you to walk happily in the sun, and rack your brains to make you happy, is it bad for you?" Song Yingying said the more and more angry, "Why are you treating me? Call me a concubine! Do! Concubine!"

Situ Jun looked bewildered and puzzled.

He didn't understand her anger a little. Is it so uncomfortable to be his little prince's concubine?

As long as he said it, the manor did not know how many maids wanted to be his passer. To be his concubine? They couldn't even think about it.

He called her a concubine, and promised her that she would never accept anyone again. What was her dissatisfaction with, and why was she angry? Even say the words "kindness will repay revenge"?

"You're a maid, even if I like you, the rules can't be broken." His fingers rubbed the armrest hard, but his voice was very soft.

He wants to marry her. She is so good, she fills his heart, he wants to marry her. If he is not a little prince, but an ordinary wealthy family, he must rebel against the world and must marry her as his wife.

But he is the little Marquis, the future Marquis of Yongan. He can ignore himself, even his father and mother. But he can't ignore the ancestral heritage, and can't let the face of Yongan Hou's mansion be stepped on under his feet.

Listening to his words, Song Yingying felt uncomfortable.

She believes that true love can break through all constraints and overcome all obstacles. As long as two people truly love each other, they can be together.

Situ Jun opened his mouth and kept his mouth shut, exactly the same as Mrs. Hou, making her a little disappointed and feeling depressed.

She lowered her eyes and said nothing.

She doesn't blame him. He is noble, decent, sensible, understands the world, and takes care of the overall situation. There is nothing wrong with him putting love last.

She thinks love is precious, fragile, something that needs to be nurtured and protected with all her might, and she's not wrong.

They are just, not of one world.

He guards his decency and the overall situation, she guards her beliefs, and there is no need to say more to each other.

"Liu Ying?" Seeing that she didn't speak, Situ Jun felt a little flustered, "I, I..."

Song Yingying raised her head, her eyes were calm: "You don't need to say it. I don't like you. I don't plan to like you. I don't plan to be your side. not my business."

"Don't mention it to me again," she said finally.

Situ Jun panicked even more: "Liu Ying, listen to me—"

However, he opened his mouth, but said nothing.

He wanted to say that he liked her very much and wanted to be with her. He can give her everything except the position of wife that he cannot give her.

He wanted to beg her, could he be wronged and compromise a little for him, just be a concubine and live a good life with him?

However, as soon as this thought came out, he felt uncomfortable. Why? Why should she wrong herself for his happiness, for his happiness?

He remembered how Ning Xinhe left that day, how she comforted him, comforted him, and defended him after he said what was in his heart. At that time, he felt that she was a light, bright, warm and pure, and there would be no better existence than her in this world.

But now, he actually ignored her wishes and wanted to wrong her to be his concubine!

How could he have such a horrible idea?

She is so good, no one should wrong her! He is the person in the world who should not wrong her the most!

He couldn't believe it for a while, he was such a jerk!

He didn't speak, Song Yingying didn't speak, neither of them spoke, they walked around the garden and then returned to the yard.

Three days later.

Situ Jun called Song Yingying into the room and handed her a small box the size of a fist.

Song Yingying took it in surprise, opened it, and found a folded piece of paper inside. What is this guy doing? Thinking so, she unfolded the piece of paper.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but be startled: "This is my contract."

To be precise, it was the deed of this body.

"What are you doing for me?" she asked, looking up.

Situ Jun looked at her tenderly: "I want to give you something as an apology. I don't know what to give."

He thought about it, maybe sending this was the best thing.

"Are you willing to let me go?" Song Yingying was very surprised!

Has he figured it out? Not only do you not want her to be a **** concubine, but are you willing to give her back her freedom?

Situ Jun nodded lightly.

Song Yingying was even more surprised: "You, why did you suddenly think about it?"

Situ Jun did not speak. He raised his head and looked at her pretty face. He didn't think about it. Nothing to think about. He just hadn't seen her natural and relaxed expression for a long time, and really wanted to take a look.

"You took the deed of prostitution, do you want to go home?" he asked.

Song Yingying was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "No."

She's here to do a mission, how can she go without seeing him live well? Besides, the original owner's parents were so ruthless that they sold their daughter on a death deed. If she went back, she would be sold again if she couldn't get it right.

It is difficult to find such a good-tempered and generous master of Xiaohou Ye.

Seeing her shaking her head, the smile on Situ Jun's face suddenly increased.

He was really happy, and a happy mood poured out from his heart, which poured onto his face and turned into a stretched smile.

Pure stuff is always moving. Especially for Situ Jun, who is such an unworldly beauty, when he laughed sincerely, it almost made the surrounding scenery eclipsed.

Song Yingying was shaken for a moment, then raised her head to look at the roof, and blinked to calm herself down.

After that, she lowered her head again and asked, "What if I want to go home?"

The smile on Situ Jun's face narrowed a little, his grip on the armrest tightened, and his voice became a little softer: "Where is your home? Can I find you to play when I have time?"

"Hey!" Song Yingying couldn't help covering her face, "Speak well! You are so weird!"

A dignified little marquis, making such a humble appearance, made her goosebumps!

Situ Jun gave a low laugh, and then nodded: "Okay, I'll talk well."

However, his voice was even softer than before.

Song Yingying only felt that her bones were getting crispy! He couldn't help but strode forward, grabbed his collar, and shook him vigorously: "Hey! Are you trying to trick the beauty!"

Situ Jun was swayed by her, but he was not angry, and the smile in his eyes was a bit thicker: "Did I succeed?"

"Bah!" Song Yingying threw him hard, "Don't waste your time. I told you that if I like someone, I will only be his wife, and he can only have me in this life. You It's useless to sway me with a beauty trick. Even if I'm tempted, I won't be your concubine. I'll run away, run away, forget you, fall in love with someone else, and then marry someone who is willing to be wholeheartedly my people."

Situ Jun was still smiling. Hearing her say "run away" and "run away", the smile fell. When I heard her say marrying someone else, the smile on her face was no longer half. Deep, gloomy, dark, with a bit of hostility.

"Okay." The gloom and hostility on his face disappeared in a blink of an eye, and it became calm, "You run. If you run, I will chase you. As far as you run, I will chase as far."

Song Yingying saw his expression change. But too soon, she was a little unsure if it was true, or was she dazzled?

Hearing him say such words again, he felt numb all over his body, he couldn't help rubbing his arms and kicking his wheelchair with a smile: "Chasing me? Pushing the wheelchair and chasing me? Pull it down!"

And, to chase a concubine? Why bother with so much effort!

"Can't chase you with a wheelchair?" He suddenly reached out and grabbed her ankle.

When Song Yingying was caught by him, she almost fell, and hurriedly held the wheelchair: "Good! I can chase, I can chase!"

Only then did Situ Jun let go of her.

As soon as Song Yingying's foot hit the ground, she immediately took a few steps back and made a face at him: "You want to chase me? You can't chase me in the house!"

Situ Jun immediately pushed the wheelchair to chase after her.

Song Yingying was just teasing him, but he didn't expect him to be serious, the wheelchair pushed extremely fast, and rushed over at once!

Seeing him with tensed lips and deep eyes again, for some reason, he just felt that it would be bad for him to catch up, so he immediately started running, and walked around the room, not letting him catch up.

She was running fine, but at best she was out of breath. Situ Jun's condition was not very good. A bright layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and a few strands of hair fell down, got wet with sweat and stuck to his face. Her cheeks were red and her eyes were fiery, like a rose.

Song Yingying glanced at him and saw his hand pushing the wheelchair. She saw that her fingers were all red, and she couldn't bear it.