"Didn't you scare you?"

Song Ziqian looked at Wei Zhinuan who walked out of the door and said in a warm voice.

Wei Zhinuan shook her head: "No, she can't scare me."

After pausing, she asked, "Has she always been like this?"

Song Ziqian: "I don't know, I rarely pay attention to the people in this mansion."

In those years, he only wanted to study and take the exam, so he could stand openly in front of Wei Zhinuan. He ignored the rest, especially the matter in the back house.

It was a waste of time, and he didn't expect that Lu Qingshui would be so extreme.

Wei Zhinuan was not continuing this matter, but asked: "Why are you back?"

Today, Song Ziqian should have something to do in the yamen.

Song Ziqian touched his nose and said embarrassedly: "I don't worry about you, I just came here in the afternoon when I had nothing to do."

Wei Zhinuan was a little funny, thinking that this person was old and still like a child.

She paused and suddenly felt that her idea was wrong. She and Song Ziqian were only in their early twenties, so why did she be like the elderly, and her ideas were full of vicissitudes.

Sometimes I think I am really like an elderly person and have no interest in anything. Perhaps it was because I was born smoothly. Many people won the things that they would not get in their lives too early, but instead lost a lot of passion.

Seeing that she was not in high spirits and wanted to make her happy, Song Ziqian said, "Do you want to go on a horse?"

Wei Zhinuan didn't want to go, but seeing that Song Ziqian was happy, he nodded and agreed.

I thought it was going to the horse farm.

Unexpectedly, Song Ziqian, the straight man, led two horses out, and the two rode on the small road outside the city.

Song Ziqian said: "Where you run, you'll be there."

Wei Zhinuan accepted such a novel suggestion for the first time. She nodded. Before she could react, Song Ziqian had already whipped it down and ran away without a trace.

Wei Zhinuan is not willing to be outdone.

The two of them were not concerned about the direction or the crazy running in the back road, the breeze blew on their faces, and the air outside was filled with the smell of trees and soil.

Wei Zhinuan only thought this felt very novel.

In front, a horse was waiting on the side of the road. Wei Zhinuan smiled and said, "Is it still comparable?"

Song Ziqian looked at her intently under the setting sun for a few minutes and smiled: "No, right!"

He paused and said, "Let's go and have something to eat in front."

Is there a place to eat in this wilderness ridge?

Wei Zhinuan was full of suspicion.

As a result, I was slapped in the face soon, and there was really.

Just at the foot of the mountain, there are a farmer's house and two thatched huts. It is now evening. The thatched huts stand quietly, like a colored ink and landscape painting.

There is no one in the thatched hut, but it is clean and tidy and has complete daily necessities.

Song Ziqian said: "This is something I discovered by chance. It was very worn out at that time, so I repaired it.

Sometimes I come back here for one night.”

He pointed to the distant hillside: "You can go there to see the stars at night, it's very beautiful, you can watch the sunrise in the morning..." Wei Zhinuan was a little moved.

Song Ziqian got angry and there was some rice porridge in the house. He cooked the porridge, and Wei Zhinuan looked at him in surprise.

Song Ziqian was surprised: "What's wrong?"

Wei Zhinuan smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just think your image doesn't match the kitchen. Don't literati pay attention to being a gentleman who stays away from the kitchen?"

Song Ziqian smiled: "I am not a gentleman."

He felt that there was no reason for a gentleman to stay away from the kitchen. He had been soaking in bitter water since he was a child. He was not a young master's life, he knew a little bit of everything.

There is no airs either.

Song Ziqian said, "Just make do with something. When we enter the city, we will eat roast chicken. I know there is a family..." Wei Zhinuan said with a bitter face: "Stop, don't say this when I'm eating white porridge."

Song Ziqian was a little funny and stopped talking. After dinner, the two of them set out to go up the mountain together. There was a small path from the hut to the mountain, which was quite easy to walk. In less than half an hour, the two of them went up the mountain. It was pitch black all around, and only the galaxy was everywhere across the sky and the earth. The stars in the sky were shining quietly, magnificent, and the sound of insects was surrounded by bursts of grass fragrance. Wei Zhinuan took a deep breath, feeling that every pore in her body was comfortable and happy.

Song Ziqian said: "Do you want to shout?"

Wei Zhinuan was a little funny: "It's midnight now, isn't it good to yell?"

Song Ziqian said: "Don't worry, there is no one within ten miles of this radius."

Wei Zhinuan asked sinisterly: "What if there is a ghost?"

Song Ziqian "..."
Chapter completed!