Chapter 147

Although the flowers are beautiful, but song QingHan is somewhat absent-minded.

He didn't take the small stone with him this time. He always felt empty. In addition, there were strangers all around. The strange environment made him feel lonely.

Wu Dahu has not become an official, he has already had this feeling. If Wu Dahu became a hot figure in the officialdom, would he be more miserable?

Every day, you have to mingle with different people. Even if you are the same person, you may have a face every day. You don't want to smile, but you still have to keep an elegant and standard smile on your face. Otherwise, you will be misinterpreted by others, and it will be terrible to think about it.

And rather a glance at him, as if to see through his inner thoughts, suddenly close to the past, low voice: "want to leave?"

Song QingHan Leng Leng Leng, subconsciously touched his ears, see other people secretly looking at himself, hurried to sit upright and said: "no, the party is very interesting."

Seeing his inconsistent appearance, he Ning suddenly laughed. Before the next pot of flowers came into play, he suddenly stood up and took song QingHan's hand and said, "I have some things I want to ask doctor song for advice. If you continue to appreciate the flowers, he and I will borrow them."

Say, he also regardless of song QingHan what reaction, direct force pull, a natural and unrestrained turn, take him to walk toward the door.

After the two people left, the scene seemed to be boiling, heated discussion.

"Doctor song? So he's a doctor? How could such a scandal happen? Can't you just prescribe yourself a dose of medicine? "

"Hush, don't talk nonsense. Didn't you hear his highness he Ning say that all these things are in vain? If it's heard by someone who wants to hear it, you'll have to wait for it to go! "

"But do you think the relationship between his highness and song QingHan is too good? When did they meet? According to reason, it shouldn't be. Isn't song QingHan just following Wu Dahu into Beijing? As for his highness he Ning, he has always lived in seclusion. How can he know such a person who can't get on the stage? "

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Song QingHan walked out of the gate passively. Seeing he Ning, he would pull him into the carriage and frowned: "Your Highness is a little too farcical. In this way, what will they think of me in the future?"

He Ning picked his eyebrows, and his expression suddenly became like a child of seven or eight years old. He said in a funny way: "how did you make a fool of yourself? Didn't I make it clear to them? And it's also true that you don't want to stay. It's better to leave first than to have a romantic tour there

Seeing that he was a bunch of crooked reasons, song QingHan pursed his lips and didn't answer. He turned and walked directly to his own carriage.

I didn't expect that he was just halfway there. His waist was tight. When he opened his eyes again, he was already in the carriage of he Ning.

He Ning took a look at the coachman of song QingHan's carriage and calmly said, "we still have a place to go. You can follow us. If you can't, you can wait for the punishment."

Although the coachman had not seen the appearance of he Ning before, he could also know who he was from other people's mouths. Hearing the words, he quickly agreed to come down and followed their carriage obediently. Even song QingHan, the real employer, was left behind.

When the carriage started, song QingHan could not help but sink his face and said in a bad tone: "I don't know where my highness and I are going. If your highness is really not feeling well, you should also go to the doctor of huichuntang. My skill is less than one tenth of them."

It's strange to say that although song QingHan was a modern man, he also knew that he should abide by the ancient rules in ancient times. For those nobles like his relatives and relatives, he could not help but coax them. However, with the face of Shanghe Ning, he could not help but become angry. I don't know whether he was used to it or not. In any case, he Ning never had such a thing He was punished.

Sure enough, the same thing happened this time. After listening to his words, he Ning didn't get angry but laughed, and said in a low voice: "you are too self belittling. If any doctor of the rejuvenation hall was present when I fell into the water that day, instead of you, how could I sit in front of you in a good manner?"

Song QingHan's eyes flashed clearly. The reason why he Ning was so strange to him was that he accidentally saved him that day.

Thinking of this, he felt that it was necessary to have an in-depth conversation with he Ning, and seriously said: "if your highness takes care of me because I saved you, it is unnecessary, because no matter who lies there that day, whether it is you or a beggar, I will save the same..."

"do you compare me with beggars?"

He Ning picked his eyebrows. Although his tone was plain, song QingHan heard a hint of danger.

He coughed gently and shook his head: "of course not. I mean, I didn't save people for the so-called reward. You just don't know who saved you that day. Otherwise, the better you treat me, the more uneasy my heart will be."

He Ning took a deep look at him and said to himself, "but it's not good for you. My heart is hard to be at ease..."Song Qing was so cold that he didn't know how to take this sentence. Fortunately, he Ning quickly put up his expression and said coldly, "I just took you to see the flowers in my garden. After watching it, if you don't like it, I will send you home without thinking about it."

"Since you don't want me in front of you." He Ning stopped for a moment. When song QingHan thought he would not take over, he suddenly said, "I will try not to appear in front of you in the future."

The words soon dissipated in the air, and the carriage fell into silence.

I don't know why, song QingHan glanced at he Ning's side face, and always felt that there was sadness in his tight brow, but since he had decided to keep a distance from hening, it was not good for him to ask about such a private matter, so he only pursed his mouth, but Quan didn't see it.

The carriage soon stopped, and Ning suddenly opened his eyes, jumped out of the carriage, and turned to song QingHan.

Song QingHan looked at his bony fingers, hesitated for a moment, or put his hand on it.

However, he Ning did not seem to loose his hand. He directly drew song QingHan close to him, covered his eyes with his other hand, and said in a soft voice, "you will arrive at the end of another walk. When you get there, you will open your eyes."

If song Ning's eyes don't match up with that of the opposite sex, it's not really a matter of whether or not to play with the opposite sex.

They walked slowly towards the woods, and the fragrance of flowers filled their noses. Song QingHan subconsciously said, "do you like flowers very much?"

He Ning chuckled and said slowly, "I can't say I like them. I just feel that they are pitiful. After working hard for so long, what we get is just a moment of blooming. When the wind blows and the rain blows, we can only fall into the soil powerlessly and turn into the nutrient of trees."

"If someone appreciates them, that's all. The most terrible thing is that no one understands them."

His tone was still calm, but song QingHan heard something bleak. Thinking of his words, he suddenly realized that he was a pessimist and couldn't help saying, "why do you have to be appreciated by others? Can't you appreciate yourself? After seeing the results of their efforts, they must be very happy. What does it matter if others understand them? "

He Ning seemed to have a pause, but he soon let go of his hand and suddenly said, "it's the place."

The eyes have a process of adaptation from dark to bright. Song QingHan put his hand on his forehead and slowly opened his eyes. When he saw the picture in front of him, he lost his voice and said: "how beautiful..."

different from the dull and regular flowers seen at the banquet before, the peach and pear flowers here are interlaced, and the white petals and pink petals mix together and bloom It was wanton and artless.

A breeze blowing, petals whirled to the sky, as if to render this brilliant sky, beautiful almost domineering.

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Song QingHan looked at everything in front of him, and the petals fell on his eyelashes, which covered the world he saw with a layer of pink, romantic and lovely.

He Ning stood on song QingHan's side, slowly stretched out his hand, took off the petals on his head and face, and said in a soft voice, "you're right. It's just such a beautiful thing. If you're missed, it's still a pity, isn't it?"

Song QingHan pursed his lips and did not refute it. He did not know what he thought of. He laughed and said excitedly, "are the forests here open to the outside world? Otherwise, how can you eat all the fruit by yourself

With a faint smile, he Ning said: "I never eat the fruits here, and let them rot in the ground. Otherwise, how could this flower bloom so gorgeous?"

Hearing this, song QingHan murmured: "it's true that poverty limits people's imagination. It's a pity that you can sell it, but it's too bad that it's rotten...

he said it in a low voice, but there was no noise here. So he Ning heard it clearly and said with a chuckle," OK, I'll sell it later. Before selling, I'll let you pick what you want, and pick as much as you want without any money 。”

Song QingHan's eyes widened, and he was about to nod his head and agree. Suddenly, he realized that he had taken advantage of he Ning, and he quickly refused: "no! If you don't get a reward, you'll either charge me money and let me pick it at will, or I'll buy it after you've picked it. Anyway, you can't do without money! "

He Ning didn't even think about it. He promised, "OK, you can do whatever you want."

Seeing that his tone was spoiled, song QingHan somehow suddenly got goose bumps all over his body. After rubbing his body subconsciously, he reminded him, "I should go back. Does your highness continue to watch here?"