I kicked the male lead away

The first family of three chatted happily. Fang Zhilan and Chu Qingshu had already fallen asleep in the next room, but they were woken up by Heizi's father's voice.

Fang Zhilan slept in it and called softly, "Sister Chu?"

"En." Chu Qingshu's voice was cold and clean, obviously she was still asleep.

"Did you hear that?" Fang Zhilan lowered her voice.

"Do you want to go to town?" Chu Qingshu didn't answer, but asked in a low voice.

The bed was not big, and the two of them were lying side by side to sleep, but they were afraid of being heard, so they gradually came face to face and talked in a low voice.

Breathing each other entangled.

"Yeah." Fang Zhilan nodded, "We can't stay here forever, we have to find a chance to find out where we are going next."

She has a good point.

Chu Qingshu was slightly taken aback.

Yeah, they can't stay here forever.

No matter how peaceful this isolated river valley is, she still has unfinished business and an important secret.

"Okay." Chu Qingshu replied, "Tomorrow I will send Heizi to the town, and let's see where we go next."

The two share the same bed, but each has their own plans.

On Fang Zhilan's side, she didn't know what Chu Qingshu was thinking, but according to the information provided by the system just now, she heard that Sima Chen himself was about to find this place.

With the aura of the male protagonist, there is no guarantee that Chu Qingshu will not be tempted by him. Fang Zhilan decided to let the two meet each other a little later, and meet a little later.

It's best never to meet.

So the next day before dawn, when the rooster just crowed, Chu Qingshu got up and asked Aunt Liu about bringing sunspots as a gift to the teacher.

Aunt Liu, who was sweeping the yard with a bamboo broom, naturally refused to let her go: "You two cute little girls, I don't worry about it, I'd better let the child's father send the child to him after the beginning of spring."

Fortunately, Heizi had already packed up and rushed out of the house with a bow and arrow in his hand: "Mother, I told you yesterday that Sister Chu is better at archery than our father. If you don't believe me, let her show you a skill."

Chu Qingshu really showed her hand, and Aunt Liu was so shocked that she couldn't hold her broom steadily: "The little girls nowadays are all so powerful."

In the end, he woke up Heizi's father again, and agreed to let Chu Qingshu send Heizi to the town.

Fang Zhilan was in a drowsy sleep, feeling someone leaning over to her, turned her head to the side and opened her eyes: "Sister Chu?"

The sound was like a kitten whining.

"Are you awake?" Chu Qingshu paused, "Aunt Liu agreed to let us send Heizi off."

"Okay." Fang Zhilan turned over and got up immediately, not noticing the movement of Chu Qingshu bending down to hug her just now.

After washing quickly, Heizi's father had just set up the ox cart, and Aunt Liu steamed a pot of steamed buns and filled them with clean cloths: "There is only one road from us to the town, just take care of it." Just go, it will take more than half a day to walk, eat something to cushion on the way."

He said again: "When we get to the town, no one doesn't know Mr. Ji, you can find it if you just ask."

Then put the bacon and game prepared for the husband into a basket: "I will trouble you two girls."

"Don't worry, Aunt Liu." Fang Zhilan sat on the ox cart and gnawed on the steamed buns, "I'm sure they will be delivered to Mr. Ji."

Heizi was able to walk with his two beautiful sisters, and thinking of how envied he would be by those kids of the same age when he arrived in the town, he couldn't wait for the ox cart to drive.

So, before dawn, the three of them waved their whips and set out on the road.

Watching the ox cart drive away, Father Heizi still scratched his head: "I don't think it's safe to let the two little girls do this."

"What do you big man know?" Aunt Liu found out a handful of melon seeds from nowhere, and spit out the shells of the melon seeds in her mouth, "I told that younger girl, and when the time comes, I will say that the three of them are Brothers and sisters, Mr. Ji has not married a wife yet, how can he not take a second look, and then he will have to take care of our Heizi, besides, Mr. Ji also looks like a fairy, if it is true Seeing it right, isn't it also a meritorious deed of ours?"

"..." Heizi's father was blocked by her and had no words to refute, so he packed up and went to his brother's house.

The farmhouse's ox cart was simple, but it was made of wooden planks covered with several layers of clean thatch. Fang Zhilan lay on it in a large shape, and she could still see the moon in the sky.

Heizi has braided hair today, and his mother put some powder on his face. He looks much prettier, so he leans over and asks, "Sister, what are you looking at?"

"Look at the stars." Fang Zhilan yawned a little sleepy.

"Then sister, can you read astrology?" Heizi asked in front of Fang Zhilan, having heard these things from nowhere.

"No." Fang Zhilan pointed at Chu Qingshu who was driving the car, "Ask your sister Chu, she will."

Heizi pursed his lips and moved away, not really going to Chu Qingshu's side.

After the little sister woke up yesterday, Heizi discovered that there was no one else in Sister Chu's eyes except her sister.

He didn't want to make fun of himself.

Most likely the bandits were still sleeping in the morning, and the three of them walked very smoothly, and arrived in the town at noon.

According to Aunt Liu's previous instructions, Fang Zhilan jumped out of the bullock cart and looked for an aunt who looked kind-hearted recently: "Ma'am, do you know how to get to Mr. Ji's house who runs the school?"

"Mr. Ji?" The aunt did not answer when she heard the words, but instead looked her up and down, "Little girl, listen to my aunt's persuasion, Mr. Ji is good-looking, but you are a girl, and you can't rush to post it." .”

"..." Fang Zhilan was silent, pointing to Xiao Hei who was eating beef jerky in the car, "I...I'm here to send my brother to my husband for New Year's greetings."

After getting the address from the aunt, Fang Zhilan fell into deep thought.

She thought that this kind of wife was all in their [-]s and [-]s. Listening to what the aunt said, Mr. Ji was quite good-looking, so good-looking that countless girls went forward.

The bullock cart turned right at the end of the street, and through the fence, you could see the bamboo forest in the yard, and there was Mr. Ji's study hall.

Heizi, a child with quick hands and feet, quickly jumped out of the car.

Then she saw Chu Qingshu get out of the bullock cart first, stand by the shaft, and spread her hands to help Fang Zhilan get off the cart.

When Fang Zhilan fell to the ground, she leaned forward, and Chu Qingshu carefully supported her waist.

……

So this is the deep love between sisters, the only child Heizi couldn't help thinking.

The gate of Mr. Ji's courtyard was open, and there was a boy guarding the gate, dozing against the stone lion.

Fang Zhilan went up first to wake him up softly.

The boy rubbed his eyes, saw that it was a charming beauty with glistening almond eyes, and instantly lost his temper: "Wait a minute, girl, I will go in and inform the gentleman."

After waiting for a while, the boy came back and said to the three of them: "Mr. is waiting inside now, girl, come in with me."

"Thank you." Fang Zhilan smiled at the boy to express her gratitude, showing her white teeth, and there was still mist in her eyes because she woke up early, giving her a charming look.

The boy was stunned for a moment, and his ears blushed unconsciously: "You don't have to thank me."

Chu Qingshu walked over, condescendingly, and gave him a light look.

The young servant who was still in the warm spring just now seemed to be swept away by the cold wind and fell into the ice cave. He didn't dare to move, and just buried his head in front to lead the way, let alone give Fang Zhilan a second look.

This, this... No matter how you look at these three people, they don't look like their own family.

How can there be a younger sister who is so tender and cute? Although the older sister is also beautiful, she is so repulsive.

Fang Zhilan didn't know about this small commotion, she just looked left and right, appreciating the arrangement in the yard.

Under the bamboo forest entering from the gate is a path paved with bluestone slabs. In winter, the bamboo leaves wither, and the dead leaves are embedded in the stone slabs, like a freehand painting.

The running water, pavilions, and corridors in the courtyard are all formed naturally, hidden in the lush vegetation, which does not have the elegance of a hidden world.

Mr. Ji doesn't look like an ordinary scholar this time, Fang Zhilan thought.

While she was thinking about it secretly, the footsteps of the boy in front stopped: "Mr. is in the pavilion ahead, the girl just go in."

Along the way, the boy felt that the taller girl's eyes were as cold as ice picks, piercing his back.

At this moment, as if he had been granted amnesty, he could escape with a breath.

There was a curtain hanging in front of the pavilion, and through the white curtain, Fang Zhilan could vaguely see a figure inside, wearing a long-sleeved robe, sitting on the floor, as if he was cooking wine and tea.

In this situation, of course, you can't go in rashly, holding Heizi with one hand, and whispered: "Mr. Ji is bothering, my little girl and younger brother Heizi are here to pay New Year's greetings."

Fang Zhilan couldn't help laughing at the thought of Heizi's name.

Such a serious scene, his popular name is really inconsistent.

"Just come in." The voice of the person inside is as light as gurgling water, with endless gentleness, listening carefully, but like water, he doesn't care about everything, although it is moist and silent, it is not his original intention.

Fang Zhilan stopped being polite, lifted the curtain and went in.

Different from the cold outside, the world isolated by the curtain, the small red clay stove, is as warm as spring.

There was only a small table in the pavilion, and on the table were the stove and tea set for making tea. Mr. Ji sat cross-legged on the floor, which was covered with a soft blanket.

I saw that he was dressed in white, with wide sleeves, and there was a sense of elegance in his gestures. He had black hair and a jade crown, and the silhouette alone was as beautiful as a god, which was unreal.

It's a pity that Fang Zhilan had already seen a lot of beauties in the last world and this world, but she was just a little stunned before realizing it, and walked across to the man.

Now, the person who was concentrating on making tea raised his head.

His face was as white as jade, his black eyes were like a calm cold pool, his brows and eyes were a bit cold and alienated, like a fairy descending to earth.

What made the finishing touch was the little cinnabar between his eyebrows.

Their eyes met, and both of them were taken aback.

Mr. Ji's composure was momentarily difficult to control, the tea in the teacup in his hand shook unconsciously, and his pupils dilated a little.

Fang Zhilan's heart also had tens of thousands of heads rushing past her.

Hey!

Ji Yusheng!

Is it him?

How could he be here?

You must not show your secrets in front of Chu Qingshu's face.

While thinking about it, Fang Zhilan had already spoken first, pushed Heizi forward, and said before Ji Yucheng: "Mr. Ji, this is my younger brother. I hope you will take care of me in the future."