Tang Yu had never experienced such heavy rain. It came quickly and was as if God was holding a river of clear water in his hand, which shook violently as the people fell, and there was no trace of relaxation. The hat on his head was too big. As soon as Song Qin put her on her back, his head lowered. Seeing the rain constantly hitting his head, hitting the jade white neck with a red mark, Tang Yu immediately pressed the hat on his head.

"Yu'er..." Song Qin turned his head and wanted to persuade her. The little girl suddenly got under the hat and put her head on his shoulder, like a child of a few years old, hiding under his hat, smart and cute. Song Qin couldn't help but stop and looked at the back of her head in surprise.

If she faced her when she came in, his heart might have melted suddenly.

"Yu'er..." Song Qin called her in a low voice, wanting to see her face.

"It's raining, please leave quickly, your prince." Tang Yu hugged his neck and said softly.

"Then you move to me again and be careful to get wet." Song Qin was really worried, "You are weak, don't be sick again."

The wind and rain were slanted, and Tang Yu's face was indeed raining. She didn't want to get sick, so she shrank in it. His ears were suddenly caught by his lips. Tang Yu's body stiffened and he wanted to let go. He let go of his mouth, laughed in an unknown way, and continued moving forward.

Tang Yu pursed his lips gently, saying that this person would take advantage of him no matter what time.

It was heavy rain, and he walked fast, and no one spoke. Tang Yu climbed his chest with one hand and quietly blocked his face that had been blown by the rain with the other hand, showing his eyes, and quietly watched the heavy rain outside the hat. She was a coquettish girl raised by the Hou Mansion. Her father often went out and there was no relative at home who could speak her own words. She was used to staying alone, watching the flowers and the moon, listening to the wind, savoring the rain and painting the snow.

The snow only comes in winter, and there may not be many events when winter comes, so Tang Yu prefers common rains all year round, gentle drizzle, drizzle, sudden storm, continuous rains... For all kinds of rain, she either sits by the window or sits in a black-sailed boat, watching the rain on a man's back. Except when her father was carrying him on his back when she was a child, this is the first time today.

The person who carried her was the regent who was slutty and sarcastic at the beginning, and was the prince who deliberately deceived her into the trap. He gave her time to accept his closeness, and he eventually wanted her, but he was not the kind of bullying of the singer. Ling. He would try every means to make her happy and would do everything possible to be kind to her. Even at night, he would start with gentleness...

She always didn't believe him, thinking that he was kind to her, a kind of tolerance that men would have for beauty. When did he start to believe that he was sincere to her? After seeing through the conspiracy of the empress dowager, he hugged her and asked her if she was wronged, or was it the magpie bridge built by the lantern that night? Did he insist on waiting until midnight to ask her for her in the evening, or did he not dislike her for abdominal pain a few days ago?

Or maybe, just now in the carriage, he kept her close to his own protection.

Some things cannot be fake.

Tang Yu closed his eyes, and the sound of rain was in his ears, which was his heavier breathing.

"Let's find the best house." After entering the village, Song Qin slowed down slightly, raised his head and watched from side to side.

Tang Yu was funny in his heart. The prince was the prince, and he had to pay so much attention to shelter from the rain.

Finally, Song Qin picked a new house in the east of the village, with five rooms and two rows of wing rooms on the left and right. The door was closed, and Song Qin pushed it tentatively, and the door opened. Tang Yu also looked up and saw an old couple sitting in the main hall opposite, as if playing chess. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl stood next to her, looking at the dress of a maid.

"Remember to call me husband." Seeing that the three people inside discovered them, Song Qin told her while walking in.

Tang Yu couldn't shout and whispered: "I'm in men's clothing now."

"Who will believe it?" Song Qin smiled at her.

Tang Yu was silent for a while and immediately said, "Then I will call you young master..."

"Which young man will carry a maid on his back?" Song Qin continued to retort, "Brother and sister are not good either. We will definitely sleep in the room at night."

Tang Yu was speechless.

Song Qin had already walked under the eaves and said to the old man inside: "This old man, I will accompany my inner son to visit my relatives. The carriage was accidentally trapped in a pit. The coachman was watching there. Let's take shelter from the rain first. I wonder if you can do it?"

He was embarrassed, and the boots and clothes were covered with mud spots, but the material was obviously good, and the face under the hat was also as handsome as a god. Old Master Lu was still wondering why the man's wife dressed in men's clothes. Old Mrs. Lu had already agreed enthusiastically, "It's convenient and convenient. There are not many other things in our house, so there are many houses."

The old couple of the Lu family have two sons, both promising and living in the city. The old couple is not used to the life in the city and insists on raising them well at home. The sons built a grand mansion for their parents. They come back to visit them during festivals. So many houses can come in handy, but they are idle at other times.

Old Mrs. Lu wanted to invite them to the west room, but Song Qin refused on her back and said to the west room: "What's going in and out here is too disturbing to the two elders, so let's live in the room, thank you."

Old Mrs. Lu called the maid Zhuer and took the umbrella to see the two of them over. Because the children had just passed the Zhongyuan Festival, the children had only been walking for two or three days, and the west wing looked similar to those who had just been cleaned up. Of course, they could not compare with the Hou Mansion and the Prince's Mansion, but they were also clean and tidy.

Seeing that Song Qin was holding the beauty and reluctant to let go, Old Lady Lu smiled and bent her eyes, "Young Master is so nice to your wife, but now she has entered the house. Let's put it down quickly and clean it up. Zhu'er, go and bring the new clothes that the eldest young master and the second girl have never worn, and bring a new bedding over."

Zhu'er looked at Song Qin and went red with a blushing face.

Tang Yu's face was also red, and he lowered his head, and Song Qin helped her untied the straw raincoat.

Old Mrs. Lu was going to take the straw raincoat and hang it outside. Song Qin did it himself. Old Mrs. Lu's eyes were already attracted by Tang Yu and no longer cared about Song Qin. She walked to Tang Yu in shock and looked down at her shy wife with a red face. She was wearing a men's clothing and was wet. She was so delicate and had two big peaches hidden on her chest, which was extremely eye-catching. Looking at her appearance, her thin, white and tender face, her eyes were like watery lips and cherries. No wonder men liked it so much.

"Madam is so beautiful..." Old Mrs. Lu stared for a while and only said four words. The old woman hadn't read a few books and didn't know how to praise her.

"You're too rewarded." Tang Yu was not shy just because he was praised, but at this time she was wet and close to her body, she was embarrassed, but because of the bad etiquette, she turned around hard.

"You go and sit inside first." Song Qin put down the straw raincoat and broke it back, glanced at her angry figure, and didn't want others to see it, even an old lady.

Tang Yu looked at the old lady Lu: "Then I'll go in first, I'll get it done later and I'll thank you."

Old Mrs. Lu smiled and said, "I don't need to thank you for a little busy, hurry up and go in."

Tang Yu nodded, turned around and walked towards the door of the inner room next to him. Before entering, she couldn't help but look back. She couldn't explain why she wanted to look at Song Qin, but when she turned around, she was shocked. A few steps away, Song Qin stood with her back and the old lady, and the light gray robe on her back was red at some point...

"Wang..." Tang Yu's face turned pale, and he turned around and rushed to him, clenched his arm and asked him, "Are you injured?"

Her face was wrong. Song Qin touched her back with her back and took it back. He saw blood in one hand. He frowned briefly, but he didn't expect that the injury was estimated to be serious. Looking at her horrified and blamed herself, Song Qin said lightly: "It may be the moment I hit the car when I overturned. I broke my skin. Don't worry, I didn't even feel any pain. It's okay."

He smiled casually. Tang Yu thought that he always protected her in the car, and that he had not mentioned the movie on the road, and that the wounded part was rubbed by her straw raincoat. It might hurt so much. Suddenly, tears fell like rain.

Why did he treat her so well?

She burst into tears. Song Qin was shocked. Regardless of the outsider beside her, she picked up Tang Yu and strode to the inner room. The couple, you feel sorry for me and I feel sorry for you. Old Mrs. Lu went out tactfully, helped Zhu'er put the things in the outer room, and prepared bleeding-resisting medicine. He said hello across the door, then went back to the room and left the couple to talk to him.

In the inner room, Song Qin put Tang Yu on the kang. He held her face and stared at her still crying eyes, "Yuer, are you feeling sorry for me?"

Tang Yu shook his head, why did she feel sorry for him so that she would not feel sorry for him.

She refused to admit it, but her tears became more and more fierce. She didn't know why she cried. Song Qin looked at her like this, and the wind and rain outside were mixed, and his heart was bright. She pity her and coaxed her and loved her for so long, and she finally softened her heart.

"Yuer..."

He kissed her tears for him, and it was not enough to kiss her twice, so he lowered his head to block her mouth. His breathing became heavier. He reached out to pull her belt, and Tang Yu pushed him, which proved to be futile again. In terms of strength, she would never be able to compare with him.

"Show me your injuries." Tang Yu cried while he lowered his head and chewed her neck.

"Let's talk about it later." What's the point of a little bit of injury? She finally got some snacks and was willing to respond to him. Song Qin was ecstatic and couldn't wait to do the closest thing with her. She couldn't wait to experience the first time she was willing. Not to mention the impact, even if she stabbed a knife on his back, he would ask her first.

He suddenly lifted the person up, grabbed her pants with his big hand and was about to pull it off.

"I want to see your injuries." Tang Yu hugged his neck, put his forehead against his shoulder, without threat or begging. She cried in tears, just to see his injuries first.

Song Qin stopped moving, and her pitiful crying sounded in his ear, which made him feel distressed, but...

"Prince..." Seeing that he was hesitating, Tang Yu raised his head and begged him with tears in his eyes, "Prince, let me see, your body is covered with blood." So much blood, isn't he really afraid of something wrong?

When she met her clear eyes, Song Qin's heavy breathing slowly calmed down. He kissed her eyes and said helplessly: "Show you to show me, don't cry anymore." The empress dowager made a mistake. Why should she use any poison to deal with him? If you give her some medicine that keeps crying, you can torture him to death.
Chapter completed!