The horses snorted leisurely and tossed their tails in the warm morning sunshine.

Cao Yi looked at the two people who had no time to restrain their smiles and walked over slowly. He was probably hesitant in his heart. The short distance seemed like half a century. The sight made Xin Yi's breathing become tight.

The smile returned to Cao Yi's face, he stopped in front of them, raised his hands and saluted.

"Prince."

A smile that is extremely warm, indifferent and friendly.

His gaze only paused on Fu Jiuqu's face for a moment, and then turned to Xin Yi, as deep as a well, restrained but unable to restrain himself.

"Ms. Zhang, you are fine."

There is no unnecessary emotion in this greeting, and it contains thousands of words.

Xin Yi felt his scalp numb when he heard it, as if he was being forcibly dragged into the past time together by Cao Yi.

"Master Cao is well."

The mental journey was so bumpy that Xin Yi's smile was a little distorted.

Fu Jiuqu watched them in silence as they greeted each other, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his eyes swept over them coolly.

"Let's go, don't keep our mentor waiting too long."

Xin Yi looked at Fu Jiuqu, who had a calm expression on his face, and wondered if the look that seemed to be killing someone just now came from him...

"Master Cao, please." Fu Jiuqu's smile was as clear as the moon.

"Your Majesty, please." Cao Yi returned the favor politely.

Xin Yi silently watched the two of them being polite...

Fu Jiuqu smiled and looked over, his voice clearly gentler than when he spoke to Cao Yi, "Let's go. They will carry the rice dumplings, so you are not needed."

"oh."

Xin Yi's eyes were wandering, but this time he was very obedient.

Fu Jiuqu smiled lowly: "The little hedgehog pulled out its thorn?"

"Prince, don't talk nonsense..."

Cao Yi smiled slightly and deliberately stayed two steps behind them. Looking at the backs of the pair, he thought he had already accepted his fate. He only hoped that she would be well and that he could be indifferent to each other again.

But then I realized that when I saw her and Fu Jiuqu together, my heart felt like a knife. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't control the sadness that poured into my heart...

The sound of stone cutting and pile driving came from the courtyard, which seemed far away but also close.

In order to avoid losing his composure in front of others, he had no choice but to walk a few steps quickly. When he passed the two of them, he looked at the scenery in the courtyard and pretended to be calm:

"How could my teacher be so leisurely and elegant, building a garden and raising flowers? Chonglou, I'll go ahead and take a look at my teacher's garden."

His steps were windy and he walked very fast, as if someone was chasing him.

Fu Jiuqu responded softly, but then seemed not to respond.

Watching him go away, Xin Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief. The discomfort that seemed to be tied to his body subsided, and his whole body felt much more relaxed.

"General Di's house is indeed extraordinary. Just by its imposing manner, it is different from others..."

Fu Jiuqu glanced at her and smiled.

"The difference is you."

Xin Yi's cheeks warmed slightly as she spoke.

Originally, she never felt unnatural when seeing Cao Yi, and she could always handle it calmly...

But the biggest unnatural thing now is Fu Jiuqu who is right next to him. Moreover, the two of them had just made a three-part agreement on the carriage, temporarily establishing a romantic relationship on the premise of not being a gangster.

It's like running into your ex-boyfriend after you've just made a new boyfriend. Is it possible that it wouldn't be awkward?

"You're making fun of me again." Xin Yi liked to use fixed tricks against Fu Jiuqu. He narrowed his eyes slightly, with a stern look, but kept his voice very low, and then said angrily, "The dignified prince has a small belly."

Don't tell me, it rhymes quite a bit.

Xin Yi couldn't help but laugh at first.

Before his voice fell, the smile froze on his face.

What caught his eye was Fu Jiuqu's suddenly lowered face.

He actually flicked his sleeves and stood in front of her with a sneer on his face...

"Say it again? Let's see how I punish you."

Xin Yi was startled, "Don't make trouble! This is not at home, but at General Di's house. If you don't want me to get a bad reputation, don't provoke me."

Fu Jiuqu raised his eyebrows and pressed his face closer and closer, as if he was about to kiss her.

"So, it's okay at home?"

Xin Yi took a deep breath and took a step back, her face burning with heat.

"If you make trouble again, I will go back."

"Eleventh sister is threatening me? Okay, the threat is effective."

Fu Jiuqu's cold eyes seemed to have a pool of autumn water in them. He looked at Xin Yi with a half-smile but not a smile. He raised his head slightly, and the handsome face passed over Xin Yi's cheek. It was numb, like the spring breeze blowing by.

It itch deep in my heart.

Although it was just a brief and inadvertent brushing, the feeling of skin-to-skin contact still made Xin Yi confused, and she hurriedly pushed him.

"The prince is so bold!"

"Eh? Three chapters of agreement! Don't touch her." Fu Jiuqu stopped her with a low smile, his eyes were deep and scorching, "Don't take advantage of me."

Xin Yi laughed angrily at him.

"You are shouting to catch a thief! I am not afraid that your master will see you and ask you to kneel down and shut down the second master."

Fu Jiuqu smiled slightly, his eyes flashing, "Do you think Master is that kind of stubborn old antique? No, no, if you really let him see it, I'm afraid he will have to drink a few more cups at noon and then kneel down.

It’s about the second master.”

"Why?" Xin Yi found it interesting.

"Ha~" The proud prince smiled lazily, "He understands his disciple's virtues best. If the iron tree blossoms, won't he be happy to blossom?"

puff!

Xin Yi felt that this guy was really pushing his limits.

In the past, Fu Jiuqu had a hot-tempered exterior and a cold-hearted temperament. He looked at him with a faint smile, but in fact he was very cold at heart. He would never approach strangers unless he said so. He would rarely be so teasing and narrow-minded with others. If someone looked at him,

, shouldn’t we regard her as a vixen again?

Xin Yi was about to speak when the boy's voice came to his ears.

"Prince Guangling, General Di is waiting for you in the garden."

Fu Jiuqu had already corrected his expression, said "hmm", looked at Xin Yi with a smile, and walked in front.

~~

Xin Yi's understanding of Di Qing mostly focused on the major events that happened in history and his shining points.

From a prisoner to a soldier, and then to the number one man in the Song Dynasty's military, Di Qing relied solely on military merit because he was from a completely grassroots background.

Because he was "tattooed" as a result of his punishment, Di Qing wore a mask when he went into battle, his hair was disheveled, he was invincible, and he fought all the way to become General Mian Nirvana, who was frightened by his enemies. He was so majestic.

Some people say he is a "Wu Qu star".

Some people also call him "Angel Di".

The title "angel" seems inappropriate when applied to a general, but Di Qing deserves it, because under that formidable bronze mask is his extremely handsome face, even with traces of tattoos.

It just adds to his dignity without compromising his appearance.

The garden is filled with bricks, stones and wood, scattered in a haphazard manner, and there are twenty or thirty craftsmen busy working in the garden.

The sound of stone cutting and piling echoed loudly.

At this time, the sun was rising and it was a little hot.

When Xin Yi walked into the garden, she was originally filled with anxiety about facing Di Qing. Unexpectedly, what she encountered was a casual man wearing cloth clothes and cloth shoes, squatting with a group of craftsmen to cut stones.

Di Qing is tall and muscular, with a beautiful beard. He looks about in his early forties. The sweat on his head and face makes him look heroic, and the sledgehammer in his hand makes a clanging sound...

After hearing the boy's report, he slammed the sledgehammer on the ground, wiped his sweat, and looked over intently.

Cao Yi stood beside Di Qing and smiled slightly when he saw Fu Jiuqu and Xin Yi approaching.

"Teacher, the one beside Chonglou is Miss Zhang."

Di Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and remained silent until Fu Jiuqu came over and saluted him along with Xin Yi. Di Qing raised his eyebrows, nodded towards Xin Yi, and then glared at Fu Jiuqu dissatisfied.

"Hmph! Why do you think of Master?"

Fu Jiuqu said: "I have been busy with official duties recently, so I rarely come to pay my respects to my teacher. I hope my teacher will forgive me."

Before his voice fell, he glanced sideways at Xin Yi.

"It's the Dragon Boat Festival in two days. My eleventh sister made rice dumplings and also brought some orchid soup dumplings made in her own pharmacy. I'll try it with my mentor and see if you like it. If you use it well, my disciple will give it to you in the future.

Come."

"Eleventh sister?"

The person who asked the question was Di Qing.
Chapter completed!