Female Queen Quick Time Travel: The Wife is a Husband Lover

"But…"

"No buts, the throne belongs to Xiaochen and no one can take it away. Don't be afraid, I have everything."

Si Qianling didn't know how she had coaxed him, but by some strange coincidence, he was deceived into losing his heart and followed her words.

 But he is very clear about his current intentions, and there is no use, only sincerity.

 Both of them have never been taught about love and have no idea about it.

Si Qianling was only thirteen years old when his biological father passed away, and was not yet old enough to teach men and women.

Su Qiruo left Beijing at a young age and fought on the battlefield for four years. After this year, she was only seventeen years old.

 But even though she didn’t understand, she also knew what respect was.

 When two people are together, even the most intimate action is just hugging and kissing, and there will be no other out-of-bounds actions.

"Tomorrow we will go to the town to buy some rice and flour. As autumn is approaching, we will cut two sets of clothes for the family."

 At night, Su Qiruo put Si Qianchen to sleep and then sneaked into Si Qianling's bedroom.

What she must do every night now is to coax the little one to sleep first, then go to coax the older one, and then go back after the older one goes to sleep.

Si Qianling leaned on Su Qiruo's shoulder, still trying hard to practice the hairpins she learned from Yao Xiaolin during the day.

 “Is it just the two of us?”

Su Qiruo stroked Si Qianling's long hair, her eyes full of tenderness.

“Well, I have a lot to buy tomorrow, so I won’t take Xiaochen with me. I’ll just bring her some snacks then.”

It would be inconvenient to buy so many things with a child, and Su Qiruo was also worried about meeting people from Western Qin. If there were only two of her and Si Qianling, it would be easy to escape even if they were discovered.

Si Qianling seemed to have thought of those people and said hurriedly: "Okay, let Amu stay at home and watch her!"

Su Qiruo’s eyes fell on the thin callus of Si Qianling’s index finger and she trembled slightly.

  She was supposed to be a delicate flower raised in the royal family, but now she had to cook like an ordinary man in order to survive.

It would be okay if he had been doing those things since he was a child, just like those brothers in the village, but he happened to be born into a wealthy family, and he ended up like this after encountering changes. If it were not for his perseverance, ordinary people would not be able to survive long ago.

Lightly touching his finger, Su Qiruo discussed with Si Qianling: "Shall I send a servant from the capital to serve you?"

Ying 19 is just a secret guard after all. He is okay at killing people, but he is really bad at serving people.

 Besides, using secret guards as servants to serve people is overkill and underutilized.

Si Qianling tilted his head and looked at her, and said seriously: "Since you don't want others to discover your hiding place, you shouldn't always contact the capital. We don't have anything to do on weekdays. If you don't even have to do these things at home, If you don’t even let me do it, then won’t I have to get sick in my spare time?”

He is no longer the prince who needs others to take care of everything. Even when he and Si Qianchen were alone, Si Qianchen never went hungry.

Even if he only has a handful of thick flour, he can still make a thick flour pancake for his sister.

 “You are right, but I feel sorry for you.”

Si Qianling looked along the place where Su Qiruo's fingers were rubbing, and then noticed that his hands were already rough. He was startled for a moment, then smiled in relief.

 I saw him holding Su Qiruo's hand back, his fingers gently touching the cocoon of her palm.

“Sister, these cocoons are here to protect the people, and I am proud of them. I, these cocoons are here to protect myself and the lives of important people, and I am also proud.”

Su Qiruo didn't expect to hear the young man say this, her heart couldn't help but feel warm, and she hugged him tighter.

 “Xiao Ling, do you believe in fate?”

 “I never believe in fate, only in cause and effect.”

He saved her originally because of it, and now she protects him and loves him because of it.

 Hence, Si Qingming killed his mother and the emperor’s father as the cause, and the result must be blood debt repayment with blood.    He will wait for that day to come.

 “Okay, go to sleep, we have to get up early tomorrow.”

Su Qiruo placed a kiss on the young man's fair forehead, took the lock of hair in his hand, patted it gently and coaxed.

Si Qianling hugged Su Qiruo's waist sideways. After closing his eyes, he finally no longer had to worry about dreaming about the killings and bloodshed.

 It seemed that after she moved here, he rarely had nightmares anymore.

 The night was hazy, and the sound of the boy's shallow breathing could be heard.

Su Qiruo got out of bed quietly, straightened the curtains for him to prevent mosquitoes from getting in, and then left quietly.

 Although it has fallen into the night, the chirping of insects is noisier than during the day.

 Occasionally, the night wind blows by, which makes people feel a little more energetic.

The secret guard hiding in the tree saw his master coming out of Master Si's bedroom and entering his own bedroom in a familiar way. Then he closed his eyes and listened carefully to the sounds around him with his ears.

They have long been accustomed to their master being like this. Everyone in the small courtyard except Si Qianchen, the little kid, knows about it.

The chicken was dawn, and the village forest was still silent, and the chimney in the courtyard had floated fog.

Amu was carrying water into a big vat. Su Qiruo said to her, "Xiao Ling and I are going out. You stay at home and look after Xiao Chen today. Don't delay reading or practicing martial arts."

 “Yes, Master.”

Amu agreed happily. She and Miss Si had been getting along very well these days, and she liked the child very much.

If the master marries Mr. Si in the future, then Miss Si will also be half their master, and everyone in Prince Zhan's palace should take good care of her.

Su Qiruo baked a few egg pancakes, cooked a pot of mixed rice porridge, boiled an egg for each person, and paired it with the pickles sent by Yao Xiaolin that day. The breakfast was very light.

There is also a bowl of steamed egg custard in the pot, which is for Si Qianchen, so she can eat it when she wakes up.

As for the things raised at home, Su Qiruo and Si Qianling don't have to worry about them, they will have to take care of them.

Su Qiruo personally put on makeup for Si Qianling, and the two of them put on ordinary coarse cloth clothes, with only a wooden hairpin on their heads, which suited their current attire.

 “Don’t be too straight when you walk, otherwise you won’t look like a villager.”

Si Qianling followed Su Quruo and did not forget to remind her.

Su Qiruo obediently slumped down and became a little shorter. When she turned around and saw Si Qianling smiling, her eyebrows were crooked and the corners of her mouth could not help but raise.

 After leaving the village, the two of them walked side by side, holding hands tightly under their sleeves.

 With her around, he seemed not afraid of anything.

Since he no longer had so many worries, Si Qianling was in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery on both sides of the road.

Su Qiruo packed a handful of dates for Si Qianling when she went out. She handed him one and then another, and he ate them happily.

"If you like it, I will go to the mountain to pick some back tomorrow. There will be a lot more."

 “Then I want to go with you.”

 “Okay, I’ll take you with me.”

 …

 There was laughter and laughter all the way, and the young man’s character was finally revealed.

Having walked more than half the distance, Si Qianling's steps slowed down significantly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. (End of chapter)