win the hairpin

Chapter 171 Homecoming
In order to avoid mobilizing the crowd, the boat did not dock until night.

Even though it was night, the pier was still bustling, and goods were being docked constantly. The laborers went back and forth in single clothes, covered in dust, and could earn ten bucks for carrying a large bag.

The sellers of dry biscuits and sugar water shuttled back and forth with their loads, and from time to time they put down their burdens lightly and skillfully, handed out ten pieces of dry biscuits, and took back a copper coin.

The board was put down, a cloud of dust was raised, the busy crowd gave way immediately, You Song and others were waiting outside the pier.

King Jin spoke to Song Huiyue in a low voice: "I still have to go to the palace to plead guilty with Jinshang. I don't know if I will be scolded or beaten, but the imperial concubine must have broken my heart."

Song Huiyue walked down from the board with a wooden stick, and looked sideways at King Jin.

Among the men she has met, Jin Wang is the most imposing figure who can wear a crane cloak, instead of becoming a fairy at any time, he is good-looking, and she can't help but smile slightly, his eyes are curved like crescent moons .

"Will you stay overnight tonight?"

"Yes," King Jin walked slowly with her, sent her to the carriage, faced the carriage, sat on the pedal where the driver was sitting, hesitated for a moment, leaned into Song Huiyue's ear, and said in a low voice, "Yin Xiao, can you send me to the palace as a guard?"

Song Huiyue didn't know why at first, thinking that King Jin had taken a fancy to Yin Xiao's skill, but after realizing it, she couldn't help laughing twice: "My lord, why are you still competing with Yin Xiao?"

King Jin touched his nose: "If he is a big maid, I won't compete with him."

Song Huiyue smiled softly again: "Hey, he is just a younger brother, the same as Qinghui."

King Jin was thinking about it, but it was inconvenient to reveal Yin Xiao's wolf ambitions—Song Huiyue was ignorant of this, but he said that she would probably take it to heart, and it was inevitable that she would pay more attention to it, which would be even worse.

The more he thought about it, the harder it was for him to say it. After thinking twice, he said: "I'm not so close to you yet."

Song Huiyue nodded in agreement: "Then how close we are."

King Jin looked down at her, staring at her for a moment, his heart overflowing with joy, forgetting about Yin Xiao, he suddenly leaned over into the carriage, letting the night and the carriage block other people people's sight.

His breath suddenly magnified in front of Song Huiyue, a warm and soft touch crossed his lips, and he left like a dragonfly.

It was King Jin who kissed her quietly and gently.

After the kiss, King Jin raised his head in a hurry, his hands were tense, and he supported the carriage with all his strength. He felt the smell of Song Huiyue between his lips and teeth. His body was as hot as a fire, which made him dizzy and wanted to squeeze in. Go into the narrow carriage and give Song Huiyue a big hug.

Be restrained.

He jumped out of the car quickly, his face was calm, as usual, only the blush spread from his cheeks to the back of his ears, dyeing his eyes red.

In the cold air, Song Huiyue's smell no longer lingered on the tip of his nose, and he gradually relaxed. Seeing Song Huiyue's face made of pink makeup and jade, he was still stunned.

After being stunned, she looked at King Jin suddenly, and after only one glance, she turned her face away as if nothing had happened—two clusters of red color like clouds appeared on her face.

King Jin suppressed a smile, seeing that she was so beautiful and lovely, she was a child hidden in a flower bone, with a lonely and stubborn heart, as if she was spoiled and too smart, but she was a world of her own.

She is unique and needs to be taken care of by him. He wants to pack her into a bag, pick her up and walk around with him, so that she will be protected from wind and rain forever.

"Okay," he finally couldn't help laughing, "let's go."

Song Huiyue also smiled a little: "You can go too."

The carriage started driving on the empty street, and soon arrived at Caomen Street. There was a big red lantern hanging in front of Song's house, and the lights inside were brightly lit. The door opened, and Tan Ran sat on a chair feeling dizzy. sleep.

Hearing the movement of the carriage, he catapulted from the chair to the door like a cannonball. Seeing Song Huiyue bent down to get off the carriage, he turned his head and shouted at the door, "You're back!"

Suddenly there was a rustling sound in the room. Aunt Lin was still in the room, but the sound had already come out.

"Fortunately, it's not too late. People in the palace said they will arrive at night, but they really did arrive at night."

Then she quickly opened the door, let out a "hiss" against the cold wind, and came out with her hands in her sleeves. Seeing that Song Huiyue had entered the door, she went up to her and looked her up and down: "Young lady is thinner!"

Song Huiyue smiled and said, "Is there? How do I think I'm still fat?"

Yuan Yuan helped Mrs. Song out, Mrs. Song coughed a few times, stepped forward, took Song Huiyue's hand and touched it, it was not cold, but the clothes were wrong, it was not brought out from home, it was silk linen The narrow-sleeved shirt was sewed, and half of the skirt was exposed under the shirt, which was also silk linen.

Even the shoes were changed, from animal skin boots to cloth shoes.

The child had an accident outside and suffered, she thought.

However, Song Huiyue didn't say anything, because she was afraid that she would be worried, so she kept her composure and pulled Song Huiyue to ask if she was hungry.

Aunt Lin slapped her head: "I'm stewing a pig's head, and I also stewed a big bone soup. I'll make a bowl of noodles with the bone soup for you, and then cut the pig's head meat into two plates, and the fermented glutinous rice was ready yesterday, and an egg can drink."

She rushed to the kitchen in a hurry, and at the same time told Tan Ran loudly: "Old Tan, quickly move the brazier to the hut, and add more charcoal."

Tan Ran closed the door, went to light the fire vigorously, and at the same time asked for some pork head meat and a bowl of rice wine for himself.

Song Huiyue pushed Mrs. Song back to the house: "Mother, go to sleep, I'm not at home, can you be quieter?"

"Nonsense, I'd rather you be naughty at home." Mrs. Song caught a glimpse of her not being very slick when walking again, her heart was raised in her throat, and she couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with your leg?"

Song Huiyue smiled and said, "I got sprained, I think Aunt, I was too anxious when I got off the board, so I sprained."

Mrs. Song naturally didn't believe it, but she didn't believe it in her heart, but she just smiled vaguely, thinking about the big bone soup in her mind, to support her family, and to buy some back tomorrow, so that Ah Lin could cook it into soup.

She returned to the house following Song Huiyue's strength, Song Huiyue was still smiling, and asked Yuan Yuan to take care of Mrs. Song, and she blew it out like a gust of wind and into Song Qinghui's room.

Song Qinghui lay down all day long, Aunt Lin fed him soup four or five times a day, scrubbed him clean, pressed his legs and hands from time to time, his cheeks became plump instead, and he became the well-behaved young master before.

"Good brother, so good." Song Huiyue rubbed his head, looked at him for a while, and then went out.

Mrs. Song was sitting in the room, but she still remembered Song Huiyue, so she got up and walked to the window, asking Yuan Yuan to open a window and look out.

When she saw Song Huiyue coming out of Song Qinghui's room, she seemed to be out of spirits, not as active as before, and she felt a little distressed, but within a short while, she saw Song Huiyue walking to the middle of the yard, pulling Open the slingshot, aim at the big ice edge hanging from the eaves, and shoot the mud pellets.

With a "crash", the ice edge fell to pieces on the stone slab.

"Naughty." Mrs. Song was angry and funny, but this time she finally let go.

　I locked it in a small black room in the last chapter, and I tried to find a way to let it out

　　
　
(End of this chapter)