Reborn Glazer

Because of the delay in my father's study, I returned to the yard late.Song Qingyi stepped into the courtyard, the maidservant in the inner courtyard opened the curtain, and the waiter next to him brought a warm and damp handkerchief to clean his hands.

At the little Baxian's table, Qi Runyun, who was sitting holding a book, also stood up.

"Why don't you use it first, I was delayed by my father, next time I don't have to wait for me to just eat." I was delayed in my father's study for a while, and adding the distance from the main courtyard, now I am away from the meal. It's been half an hour.Song Qingyi was worried that his Zhengjun was starving.

He could clearly remember that Qi Runyun, who was lying on the ground with the rankings in his arms, was blood red under his body. Even though he had a huge belly, he was terribly thin.So after he came back, he has been paying attention to his Zhengjun's body, working hard to nourish his appetite, for fear that he will overlap with the figure of the previous life.

Qi Runyun shook his head, took the bowls and dishes from the handmaid's hands, and methodically selected a few dishcloths on the small dish before saying, "I'm not hungry, I just haven't finished reading it." on the book.

The result of the two eating at the same table in the past few days is that Qi Runyun finally no longer calls "Master" and is respectful in everything. This has made him very pleased.

"Don't be busy, let's eat together." Song Qingyi sat down, glanced at the book along Qi Runyun's hand, took Qi Runyun's soup, raised his hand and pulled him to the side to sit down.

It was only after he moved that he realized that the book Qi Runyun was reading turned out to be "Liu Li Miscellaneous Notes" that he brought back to his room yesterday.

"How do you see this?"

"Interesting." Qi Runyun was taken aback for a moment before replying.

Song Qingyi was a little surprised, but recalled in a daze that in his last life, he seemed to have heard that the family from which his Zhengjun was born was also related to colored glaze, but unlike the Song family which was a colored glaze factory, the Qi family seemed to specialize in a certain craft.Thinking of this, Song Qingyi pursed her lips, "There are many related books sent by my father in the study. If you are interested, you can go and find them yourself." If Qi Runyun hadn't become his rightful emperor, Qi Runyun would have wanted to inherit the family business yes.Song Qingyi suddenly felt as if he had let go of the joy of getting along with the two of them just now.

However, Qi Runyun, who had been serious about eating and sometimes served him a dish, and occasionally skipped a few words in response to his expressionless expression, raised his eyes to look at him, with obvious surprise and doubt in his eyes.

"No, it's Master's study after all." Qi Runyun has rarely called him Master in recent days, and this unusual honorific, although he intended to let Song Qingyi know that he kept his duty, still made people feel Feeling empty.

Because Song Qingyi suddenly remembered that in the previous life, when he and that woman met Qi Runyun who came to him to ask for books to relieve boredom in the study, he once mocked him casually: "You can enter the study of the master!" Two similar words are not the same. It's embarrassing to say so.And he just remembered now, it seems that since then, his originally quiet Zhengjun is even more reluctant to leave the room.

Thinking about this sentence is really a jerk, his Zhengjun is a man, but he is detained in the backyard, doing nothing every day, even the request to find a book in his study was mocked back, no wonder the blood-red land in his previous life In his memory, his eyebrows were full of melancholy when he was dying.

Biting his lower lip, Song Qingyi restrained the churning emotions. He couldn't tell whether it was regret or pain, but he felt that he was really nothing at that time. How innocent he is.

As a cover-up, he put a large chunk of shredded bamboo shoots in sesame oil into Qi Runyun's bowl. He still had the impression that this Zhengjun had a light diet and preferred vegetarian food. "Eat more, too, the skinny ones are a little bit handy."

After he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong, looked up, and sure enough, Qi Runyun, who was facing him, blushed quickly, holding up a pair of chopsticks, he didn't know whether he wanted to continue eating or stop.

Licking his lips, Song Qingyi felt a little dry.He really didn't want to moles his own Zhengjun, but judging from his current reaction, he really thought of the night they had a few days ago, when he pinched the thin waist of the man next to him and softly teased him with some flesh, so it would feel good to hold his hand.

Subconsciously clearing his throat, Song Qingyi changed the topic, remembering what his father said in the study earlier.

"I'm going to the kiln in a few days, and I won't come back for lunch. I'll bring you anything you want?" Speaking of this, Song Qingyi suddenly remembered, "Well, I want to match you with a servant, so you can go out like this It's also more convenient. It's boring to sit and read all day by yourself. I won't take Liu Guang tomorrow. If you want to go out, call him. After two days, I will pick a few people for you to choose." Male wives are different from male concubines. As long as the husband agrees with the man as the king, he can go out of the house after being accompanied by a servant guard, but the male concubine can't, they are completely backyard people.

After the words fell, there was no response, and Song Qingyi, who was drinking soup, looked up and saw a scene that surprised him.

Seeing Qi Runyun shake the soup bowl in front of him with a shake of his hand, the delicious soup splashed all over his body.

The servant girl who was waiting around quickly stepped forward to clean up, and Song Qingyi quickly pulled him up, "What's the matter, so careless, it's too hot." The soup was still hot when it was just poured out.

"Master wants to match me with a servant?" Who would have thought that this person didn't care about the accident at all, he just squeezed Song Qingyi's hand that was supporting him tightly, as if he wanted to confirm something.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Song Qingyi quickly waved away the maidservant who was waiting to clean up, and looked at her Zhengjun seriously. "What's the matter? I'm going to give you a servant. I can't keep you locked in the backyard. My father is still in good health, and my mother is also taking care of things. There are only two masters in my yard. I don't have anything extra for you." Take care, life is boring, it's okay to go out more." Song Qingyi spoke slowly, seeing the surprise in Qi Runyun's eyes, feeling sour in his heart.This was a decision he had made a long time ago. Since he wanted to return to the right path in this life, he naturally had to manage his life well. Qi Runyun would be his closest person for the next half of his life, whether it was because of guilt in his previous life or because of this All his life, he hoped that this person could be happier.

From the last life to the present, his first wife has always given him the impression of being deserted, quiet and indifferent. Song Qingyi has never seen his face change except in the gloomy and tragic scene in his memory, but now this person is like this in front of him. The gaffe, even with a trace of trance.

He can understand Qi Runyun's performance, he is a man, but he is trapped in the backyard, and only with a little pity from his husband can he get a little freedom from this square sky, what's more, he didn't think about this problem at all in his last life. The young man wasted in the backyard, and was killed by a woman in the end.

His eyes darkened, Song Qingyi opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, and finally he just said in a low voice, "Let the servants tidy up the wing on the right and make it your small study. If you have time, you can go to my study and pick some Books, or go out to bookstores to find what you are interested in."

Thinking that since he would go to his study to ask for books in such a cold relationship in the previous life, this person must also love reading, and buying him a small study might help him pass the time.

As if he had just regained his senses, Qi Runyun restrained the surprise in his eyes, and his usually silent expression seemed to be more lively, "Thank you for your kindness." He seemed to feel that this sentence was too cold, pursed his lips, and said again, "Thank you Lord."

Song Qingyi laughed, "Call me Duan Jin."

Qi Runyun nodded slowly but solemnly, "Duanjin."