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Zhou Qiong immediately stood up and walked towards her.

Now that he has said it, he will never give up halfway.

It's not his style to just say something and then stop abruptly.

He walked to Yunling and stood side by side with her.

What you see is snow in the distance, the sea in the distance, mountains and seas connected, and the scenery is infinite.

"After the New Year, you will be fourteen." He said.

A slight smile appeared on Yunling's lips, "Yes, the years change, year after year. After the new year, you and I will be one year older, and our responsibilities will become heavier. One day, too From black hair to dusk snow, let the years turn white."

Zhou Qiong looked at her sideways and asked solemnly: "Can we wait until we get hairpins before we discuss the marriage?"

Yunling lowered her eyes, "Why?"

"I want to walk side by side with the clouds in the sky. I want to accumulate the power to support the light and shine on those I want to cherish and protect."

"Yunling, I need time."

Zhou Qiong's voice was still proud, but Yunling still heard a hint of pleading in his voice.

As if he was afraid of her rejection, he even used the cover of his cloak to reach out and hold her wrist.

He didn't dare to tighten his grip, but he had no intention of letting go.

Yunling chuckled and did not refuse, but she also did not agree immediately.

"I once heard someone tell a story, saying that men and women in some places do not follow the orders of their parents to get married. Men and women can get to know each other better after they have a good impression of each other, and then both parties recognize that the other is their life partner. Only then will we make a covenant, and we will be a pair for the rest of our lives."

She looked at the young man and said seriously: "Zhou Qiong, I like that story, and I also yearn for such pure feelings."

Zhou Qiong frowned.

What Yunling said was simply unbelievable.

But she is an amazing person.

He finally nodded, "If you obey me, I will obey you."

My mother said that if you meet a girl you like, you must be submissive to marry her home. When you get home, you must offer it like a treasure, otherwise it will be giving up halfway and deliberately deceiving.

Before today, he always felt that Yunling was still young and there was no need to be so anxious to reveal her true feelings.

But Fang Zhilan's appearance today sounded a warning bell in his mind.

When he goes to Qingzhou Zhenxi Military Camp, he will not be able to come back so quickly. There is no guarantee that Yunling will not be married to the second elder of the Tang family.

From Qingzhou to Yuezhou, at the east and west ends of the Dongrui Kingdom, the road is long and long, and it is definitely out of reach.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, so he broke the plan and spoke in advance.

But Yunling shook her head, "I don't deserve you."

"Don't worry. It's not that I don't like you. I just want to tell you that when I get my haircut, I will only be fifteen years old. I won't get married so early. You don't have to worry about it. You and I should be together at this time. Focus on what you want to do, and then it will be the life-long event for the two of us..."

"Do you get me?"

Zhou Qiong stared at her blankly, feeling that her whole body was starting to get hot.

The haze of being rejected just now flew away in an instant, and all I could think of was the phrase "It's not that I don't like you."

It turns out that she also...

Zhou Qiong nodded casually. No matter what Yunling said at this moment, he would say yes.

The hand obeyed the call of the heart and boldly moved down a few inches.

Big palms wrapped around small hands.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Yunling blushed and turned her head slightly.

This guy...seems to have some love brain.

However, he wasn't much better.

The two of them looked at the mountains and sea in the distance quietly, no one moved.

At this time, Mingzhu shouted: "Miss, the water is boiling. Come and drink a glass of water to warm yourself."

The two of them separated and returned to the pavilion one after another.

In the celadon-colored teapot, white water had already boiled three times, and Yunling threw in a Coptis chinensis leaf she picked on the road.

A fragrance similar to tea leaves came out. She took a sip and felt that the slightly bitter tea contained a hint of refreshing sweetness.

She clinked glasses with Zhou Qiong with tea instead of wine and said: "Bitter first, then sweet."

Zhou Qiong drank it all in one gulp.

I thought to myself, with her here, nothing is painful.

Only sweet.

There can only be sweetness.

After watching at the top of the mountain for a while, when the wind picked up, Lao Qi said, "Miss, let's go down the mountain. The wind is getting strong, so be careful to catch a cold."

In such a strong wind, the two of them were still flirting with each other, but they were not afraid of their eyes flashing.

When he got home, he told the old man that if he didn't stay in college, if he didn't take good care of his granddaughter, the wild boar would take over the cabbage.

Before leaving, Zhou Qiong said to Yunling: "Why don't you take this set of tea cups home."

Yunling looked at him in surprise: "No need, right? It's good to stay on the mountain. We can still use it next time we go up the mountain."

Is this guy cut like this?

Even an incomplete set of tea cups should be brought back?

Is the Zhenxihou Mansion about to collapse?

Hearing her talk about next time, Zhou Qiong felt so happy, but she still reminded: "This is Qingyun porcelain from the previous dynasty. It should be hundreds of years old. It is considered an antique. If you take it to a pawn shop and ask, It can be exchanged for three thousand taels of silver."

Three thousand taels?

Could he be joking?

Thinking of the way Mingzhu carelessly carried the snow back and forth just now, if someone is not sure about this...

Yunling's mind was filled with three thousand taels, and she immediately put away the tea cup. Regardless of whether Zhou Qiong drank it or not, she poured the tea and gave it to Lao Qi for safekeeping.

"When you get down the mountain, go to the county town and ask. If it's really that expensive, we'll sell it. We can buy a few more hills!"

Just thinking about it makes me excited.

On the way, she asked Zhou Qiong: "I don't see that you are so knowledgeable about antiques and you actually know the prices. In the future, you will go to antique shops to hunt for goods when you are free? It would be a pity not to be a dealer with these tricks of yours. Are you?" How do you know? Did you teach yourself?"

Zhou Qiong had no choice but to walk forward quickly to stay away from these heart-wrenching words.

How could he know?

Naturally, he knew this from frequenting pawn shops.

Speaking of which, it brings tears of bitterness.

Anyway, who puts the heavy responsibility on themselves?

When they returned to Tang's house, Zhou Qiong still did not say goodbye, but stayed for dinner again.

Everyone in the Tang family was puzzled.

Does this prince feel better when he goes up the mountain to look at the crops?

I still had a dark face in the morning, but why was the spring breeze so warm in the afternoon and why was my smile so handsome and charming?

I have to say that although Prince Zhou is a dandy, he was raised well and his smiling face is simply invincible.

Mrs. Cao sighed in her heart, she would be the mother-in-law in the future.

If there is such a young man as her son-in-law in the future, he will be useless if he is not promising. At worst, she will make her husband work harder and open a restaurant to support him.

Finally, after Zhou Qiong said goodbye, Yunling gave him some snacks to take back.

"My pastry shop will open in three days. Please help me tell the old lady and Aunt Xiang that if you are free, come and play at home."