Xiang Ci smiled stupidly at Xiang Ling: "We won't harm you anyway, we will just give you something to drink."

Her glass of spiritual spring water was not diluted with water. At other times, the spiritual spring water that her family drank was diluted with water. The taste of the spiritual spring water was masked, so naturally no other flavors could be tasted.

This cup of spiritual spring water has not been diluted with water, and you can tell the taste as soon as you drink it.

Xiang Ling withdrew his gaze and nodded solemnly: "I understand."

If Xiao Qi doesn't tell, then she won't ask. Just as Xiao Qi said, her family won't harm her anyway.

Seeing that she stopped asking, Xiang Ci chatted with her about other things, and finally said: "Don't take it so seriously if you are injured. Take a good rest and recover quickly."

She took the book away from Xiang Ling, looked at the title and read: "The Wandering Prince." This is a book about a prince wandering in the world, meeting a peasant girl, the two fell in love with each other, and finally fell in love. The story of people finally getting married.”

Xiang Ci looked at the introduction of this book, and his head was full of black lines. Isn't this the domineering president falling in love with me? It's just that the domineering president was replaced by a prince, and the peasant girl is me.

I really didn’t expect that in ancient times, in addition to the life-and-death story of a scholar and a young lady, there were also such fantastic stories.

I didn't expect that such a cold and arrogant tomboy would actually like to read this kind of storybook.

"Give it back to me." Xiang Ling's voice was cold.

Xiang Ci held the storybook between his two fingers and swung it around. Looking at Xiang Ling who was blushing, he teased: "I thought you could read travel notes, but I didn't expect you to read this kind of thing?"

Xiang Ling, whose ears were even red, said coldly: "You care about me?"

"Sister, I don't care about you." Xiang Ci stuffed the storybook into her arms, "I just want to ask you, what were you thinking when you read this storybook?"

Xiang Ling held the storybook and stared at Xiang Ci. Just when Xiang Ci thought she wouldn't answer, she spoke again: "I'm thinking, how stupid is this peasant girl to fall in love with the prince? "

Now it was Xiang Ci's turn to be surprised: "Why? Tell me."

She quickly threw off her shoes, climbed onto the kang, lay down on the small table, and looked at Xiang Ling with a smile: "Tell me, hurry up."

Xiang Ling rolled his eyes at her: "Aren't you just a peasant girl? What do you have? Are you visionary or cultivated? Are you farsighted or knowledgeable? Have connections or wisdom?"

Xiang Ci crossed his hands on his chest and retorted forcefully: "Stop it, don't be so negative, I am also a literate person."

Xiang Ling sneered: "A person who has never even been to a college, you tell me he is educated? He just learned a few words?"

"Compared with the prince who was taught by the most outstanding tutor, you are worse than the grass under his feet."

"For a person whose background, upbringing, knowledge, connections, and wisdom are not equal to each other, why do you think that the prince, who is well-dressed and well-educated, would like a peasant girl who may not even know how to farm, but only knows how to collect firewood in the mountains?"

Xiang Ci opened his mouth, but not a word came out.

That seems to make sense.

Xiang Ling smiled coldly: "The royal family will never tolerate such a peasant girl as a clan wife. Even if he can protect you, it will only be for a short time. If it goes on for a long time, he will be exhausted physically and mentally, and you will be disappointed. In the end They can only become a pair of resentful couples."

Xiang Ci stared at Xiang Ling. Did a teenage unmarried woman say these words?

Why does it feel like she has been through a lot and experienced so many vicissitudes of life?

"What are you thinking about?" Xiang Ling moved his finger slightly and reminded Xiang Ci, "Don't the two of them have enough trouble at home? You can understand the affairs of other families by looking at our family, let alone the affairs of the royal family."

Xiang Ci understood that the two of them she was talking about were the third uncle and the Hong family.

"But." Xiang Ci thought hard, trying to save her from this extreme idea, "But the prince likes peasant girls. Isn't that enough?"

Xiang Ling really wanted to kick Xiang Ci, looking like he hated iron and said, "It's true that I like him, but it's just that he met the person he wanted at the right age."

"Look at this book, it only says that they were lovers and got married. Why not write about what happened after they got married?"

"Because the prince will ascend the throne and become an emperor, and he will have a harem of three thousand beauties. When the beauty grows old, he will no longer look at her differently."

"There is no shortage of beauties in the palace. No matter how hard a peasant girl tries, she can't escape being disgusted by both of them."

"If a peasant girl marries a foreigner, and if she has some education and only has a few children after marriage, her life will definitely be smooth sailing and become a legend."

"Isn't it better than fighting for men with so many women? Maybe you don't even know how you died in the end."

"That's why I said she was stupid."

Xiang Ci was shocked and dumbfounded: "But...but, maybe there is such a...a pair for life?"

Xiang Ling looked at Xiang Ci as if he were a fool: "Being poor can make a man have two lovers for the rest of his life, but as long as he is successful and famous, having two lovers for the rest of his life is a joke."

Xiang Ci is not sure. Although modern times are monogamous, they are not a pair for life.

If you have this idea, great, you can dig all the wild vegetables in the entire mountain.

However, which girl doesn’t want a boy to only like herself?

She is no exception.

She also fantasized about her Prince Charming...but maybe it was Tang Seng who came riding a white horse.

She also imagined that her Supreme Treasure would come to marry her with its feet on the colorful auspicious clouds...but maybe it was Thunder God who came with its feet on the colorful auspicious clouds.

Xiang Ci was caught off guard by Xiang Ling's remark, and his little head was buzzing.

She regretted taking away Xiang Ling's storybook, otherwise, she would still be the happy Xiao Qi.

Xiang Ling opened the storybook and continued reading: "But to be honest, when I first read it, it was really sweet."

Xiang Ci clenched his fist angrily: "Xiang Ling!"

Xiang Ling lowered his head and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "It's funny to see how angry you are. Don't worry, for someone like you, if you enter the harem and die without even a body, your grandparents won't let you enter the harem. You should just marry a foreigner, right?"

Yuanwailang is the man who can provide food, clothing and clothing and live the best life here. He is also the best son-in-law in the eyes of the farmers.

Xiang Ci suddenly laughed: "Are you afraid that I will read this book one day and want to marry the prince out of nowhere, so you beat me up in advance?"

Xiang Ling paused slightly, but said without any trace: "Whatever you think."

Xiang Ci laughed and talked non-stop around Xiang Ling. The frosty and snowy mood just now was already bright and brilliant with the sun shining brightly.

Xiang Ling, who didn't read a word, had a big curvature at the corner of his mouth.

Xiaoqi is good at this. She listens to advice and can reflect on herself. Even if you talk about her in a roundabout way, as long as you give her some time, she will understand everything.

Xiang Ling, a female believer, petitioned Master Guanshiyin, wishing her seventh sister Xiang Ci to have everything go well in her life, to find a husband as she wished, and to be a couple for the rest of her life.

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