Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 275
Su Changqing got up and stood up, it turned out that it was Xiao Ke who came.

He received the letter from Xiao Ke, his eyes were slightly condensed, and when he turned around, he saw Qingqing was still holding a bowl of rice without moving for a long time.

He went out and said something to Xiao Ke.

When she came back, the girl had just finished her meal, and she seemed to see something different.

"Master, you didn't eat much today."

He looked at her lightly, and said with a smile, "I'm too full to hurry."

Hurry up?

"I've sent them to pack. Would you like to go out with me?"

Gentle's eyes lit up all of a sudden, "I think so. It's just—"

She sized her eyes up a bit, as if she didn't quite believe it, "Just go like this?"

He suddenly smiled, and his originally gentle eyebrows became delicate, "Why don't you count me as Su Changqing's disciple? As a teacher, you can leave as soon as you say."

Wei Wei is very happy, Master Su Changqing finally admitted that he is his disciple, before he only regarded himself as a female student, but he considered himself a teacher and said he would not accept students.

Although she kept calling him Master, he didn't take it seriously, and occasionally reminded himself not to call him Master.

"Do you want disciple Ning Qingqing to be a teacher?"

He poked her forehead with a fan, and said with a smile: "It's good if you have it in your heart. This trip to the south of the Yangtze River, I will see how your disciple behaves. I, Su Changqing, never accept disciples, and you are the only one."

Jiangnan?The only disciple?
Gently overjoyed.

I have never been to Jiangnan since I grew up, I only heard it in storytelling and singing operas.

As for the one and only, I really look forward to it, I hope that I can have a little bit of the master, so it is not a disgrace to the master.

Before leaving, Su Changqing took Ning Qingqing to a place.

Among the weeds in the mountains, there is an inconspicuous earthen grave hidden. There is a tablet in front of the grave, and there is no inscription on the tablet.

Su Changqing didn't speak, but Nan Ningqing had already figured it out, staggered on his knees and began to cry.

"Dad, dad—"

"My daughter is unfilial! You are late!"

Ning Qingqing's whole face was stuck in the haystack, and she cried until the sky was dark. Su Changqing, who had been standing next to her, was finally moved, and he bent down and helped her up from the ground.

The girl's eyes were red and her face was dusty. It was a bit funny, but it made him feel distressed.

Reaching out his hand, he took a few pieces of dry grass off her head, "Girl, don't cry. Ninghou already knows that you are safe and sound, so I must be relieved."

Wei Wei still knelt there stubbornly, sobbing and wiping away tears.

She raised her head and said to Su Changqing, "Thank you, Master."

She remembered Xiao Zijuan's words, when he returned again, he didn't see his father's body, and now he presumably was taken away by his master.

Su Changqing got up, and stood there in a white robe, still silent, with a sense of melancholy reflected in his bottomless pupils.

"Burn some paper money for Marquis Ning."

Nodding his head lightly, he saw that there was already a pile of burnt paper money on the ground.

"Could it be that my sister came here before leaving?"

Su Changqing remained silent, just bent down and burned the paper money, the light of the fire reflected on his light face, his red and swollen eyes from crying made his heart ache even more.

Suddenly the girl started crying again, wiping her face with tears and snot.

Su Changqing handed her a handkerchief, she didn't bother to take it, she just touched it with her sleeve.

It seemed to be brewing for a long time, then Su Changqing solemnly lifted his robe and knelt down, offered wine and kowtowed for Ninghou.

"Ninghou, rest in peace. I will take it away lightly."

After paying homage to Marquis Ning, Su Changqing and Qingqing left, but on this journey, Su Changqing tried his best to change the car, horse and boat, even the road was spared.

At dusk, Wei Wei fell asleep in the carriage, and seemed to hear someone say to her master, "Master, the tail has been thrown off."

*
Soochow, along the Lin'an River, misty and rainy, with shadows of people.

Today is the bazaar, and there is still a lot of traffic on the Qikong Bridge. When the rain gradually gets heavier, people disperse and leave.A man in Tsing Yi wearing a bamboo hat appeared in the field of vision.

At this moment, Qingqing is in the inn near the river with her master, listening to the rain across the river.

The window of Xiaoxuan was opened, and the raindrops made a thumping sound on the window, and the hibiscus flowers outside the window were drenched miserably.

When Su Changqing saw the person on the bridge, he said to Qingqing: "Girl, don't go anywhere. It's right here, remember. Master go out for a while."

Nodding slightly, he saw that his white robe had already stepped into the rain curtain.

Qingqing was about to shout: "I didn't take an umbrella——"

The figure of the master has disappeared.

Gently holding his head, he paid attention to the umbrella bearer on the opposite bridge. Others were in a hurry to leave, but the man in the bamboo hat was looking at both sides of the river in bewilderment.

What a strange feeling.

But after a while, a man in Tsing Yi with an umbrella appeared on the bridge, and the two left after their expressions met.

Then, she didn't see Master passing by.Strangely enough, if the master leaves, he will definitely pass through this bridge, unless he takes a boat.

Just as I was thinking, there were Master's footsteps outside.

She went out happily, "Master, did you get wet?"

"No."

Sure enough, there was no sign of getting wet all over Su Changqing's body.

Wei Wei was a little unhappy, "Why did you coax me when you didn't go out?"

"Where is the rain? I have an umbrella."

He said lightly, then called Xiao Ke, "Let the shopkeeper bring in the lunch."

Seeing that Qingqing was still unhappy, she poured tea and sat down, her eyes lightly looked over, "If you have any questions, just ask me."

"Isn't Master's hometown in the south of the Yangtze River? Why didn't Master come back home by the way, but stayed at the inn all the time?"

"Family?" Su Changqing seemed to be thinking about this question, "Maybe I will have a family when I get married."

Gently staring at the pair of bright eyes, it seemed a little sad, "I'm sorry, Master...Actually, actually, I want to ask Master, have you missed this place after leaving your hometown for many years?"

Su Changqing replied lightly: "No."

Get slapped in the face again.

Biting his lip lightly, he didn't know how to answer the master.

"Gently, Changqing has never had a home, so it's not a home."

Su Zhangqing seemed to be recalling, with an indifferent tone: "I left my homeland when I was a teenager. Over the years, I have traveled to many places, but I have never returned there. Perhaps, one day, I will go back."

There was a touch of loneliness and sentimentality in his tone.

Is the place Master mentioned is his home?
Did the master run away from home when he was young, or was he driven out of the house when he was young?Could Master have a violent father?

Anyway, it's always a shame.I didn't expect Master to be able to confess to himself.

"Is there... are there any relatives of yours?"

He didn't answer, just stood up sadly, looking out the window at the autumn rain across the river.

Two days later, Su Changqing took her to meet a man, that man looked serious, he looked like a warrior, and he couldn't help being slightly conflicted.

"Uncle Wu, this is Miss Ning, my female disciple."

The muscles on the face of the man called Uncle Wu twitched slightly, as if he was surprised for a moment.

(End of this chapter)