"Do you want to continue?" Ling Chenyi seemed to hear the voice of Osmanthus in his heart, and before Osmanthus could speak, he spoke first and said, "Look at the time, it's not too early." Take a break! I'll go outside and take a look. ”

With that, Ling Chenyi got up and walked towards the door.

Watching Ling Chenyi go out, Osmanthus really wanted to ask him what he was going to do, but thinking that in the past few days, Ling Chenyi and the others had rested during the day and solved various problems at night.

The stove was filled with shovel coals, and the temperature in the greenhouse was so warm that I couldn't feel the smell of autumn at all.

Osmanthus leaned against the wall, with a small blanket on her legs, and looked at the long row of crops not far away.

I don't know if the house burned too hot, or maybe it was because of a busy day, which played chess in the middle of the night, and after a while, Osmanthus leaned against the wall and fell asleep in a daze.

And Ling Chenyi, who came out of the greenhouse, stood at the door and looked at this black and vast scenery, the cold wind blew through the skin, a little cold, but it also made people more sober.

Just now, when Osmanthus was roaring about the impossible, Ling Chenyi suddenly had an urge to spend his life like this.

Planting a piece of land, having such a house that is not too big, and having a woman as pleasing as the girl just now, such a small day seems to be very good.

But after mentioning his sister, Ling Chenyi suddenly came to his senses.

He is Ling Chenyi, the famous son of Ling Shizi of the Mingluo Dynasty.

His life, his future, has long been planned.

Although he can still insist on choosing his own wife, this is just because he has two older brothers.

Now the eldest brother Ling Haoyu is thirty-two, and he has both children under his knees.

The second brother Ling Wenbo is two years older than himself, although he does not have a wife in the main house, but the concubine room already has two rooms. And the concubine also gave birth to two daughters, which can be regarded as a happy family.

Now that he is here, Ling Chenyi knows very well in his heart that his persistence can no longer support it for too long.

In two years, when he is twenty-three years old and Princess Mingluo is eighteen years old, if he still maintains the current situation, then the holy decree of marriage will still fall on his head after all.

His life can't be changed.

The cold wind at night made his heart more and more awake, and the person became colder and colder.

And in addition to his own marriage, there are many other things waiting to be solved by himself.

The matter of this poisoning, the invasion of foreign countries, and even those things at home, Ling Chenyi wanted not to care, but he had to take care of it.

Standing outside, the cold wind was blowing for a long time, because the toxins in his body had not been cleared, Ling Chenyi felt cold easily.

When he opened the door and returned to the greenhouse, he saw the osmanthus riding a blanket and sleeping soundly.

The firm indifference that had just been established on the outside was instantly destroyed by the scene in front of him.

A certain softness in Ling Chenyi's heart was like a flood that burst the embankment, instantly filling his entire chest.

"At this moment, forget about those disturbances for a while!" Ling Chenyi gave himself an excuse to indulge, took off his cloak and cold-stained coat, just hugged the osmanthus and fell asleep wordlessly.

And the sleeping osmanthus is fighting the ice and snow in her dream, and she is feeling cold, and suddenly the sun falls from the sky, and the instant warmth directly defeats all the ice and snow, and she is bathed in the spring sunshine, and she is so comfortable that it is a mess.

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