Who took away my wealth

The other party's family situation is not good, so this kid moved his own things to help others?

Gu Yu pinched his fingers and calculated, Song Qinian was already over eighteen years old. In ancient times, it was normal for many children of this age to be friends and get married.

Even though Gu Yu was very opposed to marrying friends when they were not mentally mature like in ancient times, after all, he came to other people's territory and had to abide by their rules.

If Song Qinian really has someone outside, as the "parent" who takes care of his children, does he also have to see what his other half looks like?

After thinking about it, Gu Yu still decided to forget it.

If the child was willing to show it to him, he would have definitely brought it over to show it to him. Why would he be left here to guess alone?

Forget it, he should prepare some money for "splitting the family" for him. He should take care of the people he brings out and marry other girls. He can't be picky about it, right?

Although she had only had Song Qinian for a few months, this kid was extremely well-behaved, meticulous and considerate of herself. Many times, Qianru didn't even have time to react, and this kid rushed to do the work. I chased myself to wash my underwear.

Even in the house, he behaved like he was polite and polite. He was taught so many ways to "take advantage", but he really didn't learn a single thing.

If you leave the Prince's Mansion like this, how can you fight with the tigers and wolves in society?

"Forget it, just take it if he wants. Those things are not expensive. Next time he comes to get something, tell him to take as much as he wants. There is no need to hide it."

There was a crack on the butler's face.

If other servants were like this, he would have rectified it long ago. However, Xiao Song was a person close to the prince after all, so he came to ask for instructions. He originally wanted the prince to personally rectify this unhealthy trend, but the result was good. Not only did he not care about this Phenomenon, on the contrary, they give people a lot of things.

This is the first time for such partial treatment in the house.

It seems that Xiao Song's status is really extraordinary.

When you meet each other in the future, please be polite.

A small courtyard in Beijing.

Ajia was devouring the beef on the table. While eating, he was praising: "The way people in the capital cook is different. How come this braised pork is so delicious? Young master, we will do the same when we go back." do it!"

The snow had stopped, and Song Qinian was leaning on the edge of the table. He looked at the white light reflected outside, a little absent-mindedly.

Until Aga poked him.

"Young Master, what are you thinking about, so absorbed in your thoughts?"

"Oh, nothing."

Song Qinian glanced at him and saw beef dregs on his mouth and soup flowing on his hands. He couldn't help but frown:

"Can you be more polite when you eat?"

Aga: "???"

The strong man stared at his hands, then looked up at Song Qinian in confusion: "In the tribe, isn't that how we all eat? Why don't we eat in a different place? Why are we not polite?"

Song Qinian: "..."

Sumu people eat boldly and boldly, but they are not as refined as the people in Nanling.

The men there usually eat large pieces of meat with their hands, which reflects the enthusiasm and atmosphere of the Sumu people.

After Song Qinian came here, Gu Yu taught him to use chopsticks more and adapt to the life here. At that time, in order to please Gu Yu, he tried his best to do what he said. Over time, it became a habit. .

"Forget it, whatever you want."

Ajia frowned, two black eyebrows, like two caterpillars.

"Young Master, something is very wrong with you."

Song Qinian's back was stiff, and when his side face was slightly tilted, the sharp edges and corners, and the youthful lines of the boy were quietly fading away bit by bit.

He raised his head, his jawline connected to his slender neck. Viewed from the side, his raised Adam's apple outlined smooth lines.

The young man is growing upward without knowing it.

"What's wrong?"

Song Qinian answered somewhat casually.

Ajia is a rough-edged person, that's why he can be so carefree and still maintain a simple heart in his twenties.

What could such a careless person see?

"I think you seem to like the prince very much."

Song Qinian didn't dare to move.

Pointed ears, staring straight at Ajia.

There was a little red cloud hanging on the side of the cheek that made people think.

But the next second, Ajia smiled: "Actually, I quite like him. This man is quite generous. He lets you take anything and gives you so much money. But young master, you can't fall into this trap." , we still have to go back."

Song Qinian: "..."

He couldn't expect Ajia to guess anything.

"Didn't he ask you to follow him these days? It feels like you spend a lot of time here these days."

Hearing this, Song Qinian's face sank, his eyelashes trembled a few times, and a dark wave of sadness rolled up in his eyes.

I've been spending the past few days with the two princesses, but I don't know where I forgot about him. I was so drunk that I was so happy, right?

Then, he heard Ajia say: "Young Master, His Highness the Prince is quite old, isn't he? Isn't he married yet? When I went to the Prince's Mansion to stay with you, I took a look at him from a distance. De Ke is so good-looking, with fine skin and tender flesh. Many women in our tribe don’t have as good skin as him. Tell me, why hasn’t he married yet? It’s because..."

Ajia didn't know what she thought of, her cheeks were a little red, "Is it because I can't?"

Song Qinian frowned, knocked the other person on the head, and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Hey, young master, please don't hit me all the time. My brain is not working well in the first place."

Song Qinian held his breath and couldn't explain clearly to him.

"Eat your meat and stop talking."

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether you care or not.

As long as he can do it.

Thinking of Gu Yu, Song Qinian's heart palpitated, his fingers unconsciously retracted, and his heart surged up and down. It was difficult to describe the mood in his heart at this moment.

Longing for him, yet hard to get close to.

In the beginning, I was afraid that the other party would do something bad to me. Now it seems that I am always having bad intentions towards the other party...