After being kicked out of the house, I was married back

The British Gong Qihuai's reputation as an exiled immortal can be said to be famous all over the world.

People are always superficial, and people are judged by their appearance first. It is for this reason that Qi Huai's reputation is widely spread by word of mouth. British public.

In fact, Qi Huai was first famous not for his looks, but for his talents.

When he was seven years old, he was able to discuss with the great Confucian of the Imperial Academy, and he could even ask the other party to be speechless. The current emperor, that is, Qi Huai's direct uncle, bestowed on him the title of "Child Prodigy". , is still circulating.

He has a noble status, a first-class son of an aristocratic family, he was good at making friends when he was young, and he was once a guest who was looted by everyone.

It was when he was 16 years old that he started to travel all over the world, and he no longer easily leaked his calligraphy and paintings. In the past 16 years, he seemed to have disappeared. No one could find out about him, and he had no new works When he was born, he was not an official in the court, after all, he was a man, and he was also a British prince. Gradually, some people called him ignorant and incompetent, too sentimental.

To this, Qi Huai himself didn't respond in any way, he still went his own way, even the eldest princess was not in a hurry.

As time goes by, no one will say that such a person should disappear completely.

But who made him a well-known British prince, and he was born with that appearance, so now, when people mention British Duke Qi Huai, the first thing that comes to mind is his superb appearance.

The news that the British government's carriage appeared on the street was widely spread.

Qi Zhinian still ran with those little ladies at first, but later he was afraid that he would not be able to catch up. They ran too slowly, so he simply bypassed them and ran out in big strides. ahead.

Qi Zhinian was panting, very disappointed.

Fortunately, the team did not miss it.

He walked behind an older sister. He was born taller than the older sister, so he could see the situation on the road clearly. He heaved a sigh of relief. The people around him were discussing whether the person who came was the British Duke, and Qi Zhinian watched helplessly. The direction the car is coming from.

About a quarter of an hour later, when the convoy arrived, Qi Zhinian was refreshed when he saw the costumes of the guards.

This is the uniform of the British government guards! !The logo on the carriage is indeed that of the British government! ! !

He has watched it for 16 years, and he will never make a mistake again. Every time he goes out, he also rides in such a carriage!He even knew a few of the guards, and they used to accompany him out of the house.

Similarly, other people recognized it, and someone shouted, "It's really the carriage of the British government!"

Ladies and gentlemen went crazy, ignoring the stern-faced guards, shouting "British Lord" loudly, and the one who threw the handkerchief directly at the carriage. Going to the back row, he also firmly occupied the ground, staring closely at the second most gorgeous British metric carriage, Qi Huai must be inside!

Hearing the shouts of the people around him, his heart would jump out of his throat, how much he wished that the curtain of the carriage could be lifted, how much he wished that the people in the carriage could take a look outside.

but--

Even though the handkerchiefs thrown by ladies and gentlemen got in the way, after being picked up by the guards, the convoy continued to move forward without stopping, just like the golden logo, as reserved and graceful as ever, completely ignoring everyone's expectations .

Qi Zhinian clenched his hands tightly, dripping with sweat.

He watched helplessly as the carriage gradually approached his eyes and then went away.

The carriage didn't stop, the curtains didn't open, and no one's face appeared.

For some reason, Qi Zhinian suddenly felt full of sadness and grievance.

He is going to leave, he is going to leave here, is such a small wish impossible to come true?

The convoy finally went away, and most of the people were so lively that they almost all ran away. Qi Zhinian was left in place by the crowd, his head slowly drooping, looking at the cloth shoes on his feet, he suddenly found that there was something on the toe of the shoe that he did not know when. There is a hole, no wonder there is always a cold wind drilling in.

The hole shattered all illusions in his mind.

It was he who forgot that he was no longer Qi Zhinian, the young man of the British government.

Even if the carriage could really stop, even if Qi Huai really looked over, even if he was standing in front of Qi Huai, so what?

He's just a little bastard whose biological father is unknown.

It's too late for Qi Huai to hate him. To Qi Huai, he is just a disgrace.

Qi Zhinian laughed at himself, slumped his shoulders, turned around and walked slowly into the alley.

The book basket and the small table were still in place, Qi Zhinian stepped forward, bent down and continued to clean up the leftover red paper on the table, and just folded the folded small table and put it in the book basket.

The sound of snow being trampled suddenly came from the alley.

Subconsciously, Qi Zhinian looked back.

It snowed heavily last night. There was less sunlight in the alley, and the snow on the ground was thick. There were few pedestrians and the snow surface was smooth. At this time, there were a series of horseshoe prints in the alley, and there were horses walking here in the alley. of?Qi Zhinian straightened his back, raised his gaze, and indeed saw a white horse.

Qi Zhinian was in a bad mood at this time, and he didn't care much. He even took a step back for fear of getting in the way, and put his head down to stack the low table.When he was about to put it in his book basket, the horse took a few steps forward, and Qi Zhinian took another step back, but turned his head quickly at the moment of moving, staring at the saddle of the horse.

In the sunlight that slanted into the alley from the sky, there was a flash of dark gold on the saddle.

That is the unique logo of the British government! !Unlike the well-known logos on the carriages outside, this is a logo that only successive British princes can use! ! !

Qi Zhinian used to be the young son of the British government, of course he knew that he also had his own horse.

Sometimes he would go to the stables to brush his own ponies. He often saw the horses belonging to Qi Huai. Although Qi Huai was not at home, the horses were well-raised. Every horse was equipped with a saddle, and there was this on the saddle. logo.

He couldn't be more familiar with it!

At this time, such a horse appeared in front of his eyes!

Qi Zhinian didn't dare to think about it anymore, his mind was extremely chaotic for a moment, he wanted to raise his head, but he didn't dare to raise his head, and even whispered the "Father" that he secretly called when he was a child.

But the horse was still walking forward until it was five steps ahead of Qi Zhinian.

The tall white horse's shadow has completely covered Qi Zhinian.

The white horse stopped.

I don't know if it's nervousness, fear, excitement, or what.

Without sunlight, he even felt a little cold, and he shrank subconsciously. He even took a step back and kicked the book basket on the side. The book basket fell to the ground, the paper and pen rolled down, and the red paper scattered on the snow. Open, it is two pairs of Spring Festival couplets that have not been sold yet.

Qi Zhinian hurriedly wanted to squat down to pick it up.

"Good wording."

Someone spoke, the voice was faint and cold, but it was so pleasant to the ear.

Qi Zhinian was so nervous that his hands and feet started to go numb, he didn't even recognize the voice for a moment, his teeth chattered, and the white horse snorted on the spot, he was startled, then shivered, and finally raised his head. beginning.

The man sat tall on horseback, with his back to the sun and the blue sky, and his whole body was covered with a layer of golden light.

The man was wearing a large white fur cloak with coiled gold buttons on the front, and the hands protruding from the sleeves were like white jade, with slender and powerful fingers, pulling the black rein loosely.

The man's face was indifferent, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked down at him coldly.

That person looks very similar to the eldest princess.

That person turned out to be the fairy descended from the world as people said.

Qi Huai looked at the small face under the horse, but gave a soft "tsk".

He hadn't been home for the New Year for three years, if he didn't come back this year, his good uncle might be suspicious.

After entering the gate of the capital, he is no longer the nameless temple master in the Wuming temple, nor is he the second disciple of the Jiangxuemen sect master, nor is he an unknown person who travels around all day with various identities. .

Here, he is Qi Huai, the hereditary Duke of Great Britain, Qi Huai, the only son of Princess Huayang, and Qi Huai, the nephew of the current emperor.

He had to have the posture he should have, everyone would know that he was going back to Beijing, but he was really too lazy to listen to the noise, his personal guards were pretending to be him in the carriage, and he was riding slowly through the alleys by himself.

The alleys here are very interesting, walking around like a maze, he often came here to play when he was young.

At that time, his father was still there, always playing hide-and-seek with him.

So along the way, he was in a good mood, and there was even a faint smile on his lips.

The sudden appearance ruined his good mood——

However, seeing that raised little face, Qi Huai's mood improved again.

This was the first time, in a short period of time, unintentionally, he had met one person three times.

There was a relationship between two people that night, and it can be seen that he is a very beautiful young man, but he was hindered by the night. At this time, the sky is clear and bright, and his small face can be seen clearly in his sight. Even Qi Huai has to agree that he is really a handsome man. A beautiful little person with eyes like that clear spring.

Although she was dressed in tatters, her face seemed to be too dazzling.

Qi Huai restrained himself, not because he really wanted to be that ascetic monk, but because there had never been anyone or anything around him worthy of his indulgence.

Of course, this beautiful little guy dressed in tatters in front of him is not worth it or not, but he has to admit that at this time he is very interested in this kid and wants to tease him. For a moment, he thought it would be a pleasant thing for him.

He is arrogant and indifferent in nature. For him, there are only two kinds of people in the world. One is mother, senior brother, and master, and the other is everyone else. Among these people, except for the dead, You will never be able to see his true colors.

The tattered little guy was still extremely nervous, flustered, wanting to look but not looking, it was more interesting than that night, and his reaction pleased Qi Huai even more.

The indifference on Qi Huai's face gradually melted, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.

Qi Zhinian, who was trembling with nervousness, kept staring at him, and seeing his smile, he became more and more stupid. While he was extremely nervous, his head turned extremely fast, he told himself, it can't be like this!What a shame!

But he was really nervous, even Qi Huai was smiling at him.

His father was smiling at him!

ah!wrong!Qi Huai was never his father!

Yes, but in just over half a month, at such a tense moment, Qi Zhinian only had those feelings of admiration accumulated over the years in his mind.

It was Qi Huai who he had been looking forward to seeing once since he was a child!

He saw Qi Huai!

He really saw Qi Huai! !

Qi Huai was smiling at him! ! !

Qi Zhinian raised his hand and bit his fingers hard, trying to stop his teeth from chattering, but it was useless. He was anxious, and the tip of his round nose wrinkled up. Even so, he was reluctant to bow his head, and even looked at him greedily. Qi Huai.

Qi Huai laughed softly, Qi Zhinian was startled, his face flushed.

Is Qi Huai laughing at him...

He knows that he is ashamed now...he doesn't want to be like this...

He doesn't want to be ashamed...

I have only seen this once in 16 years, I am afraid this will be the only time in this life...

why is this...

Qi Zhinian was a little frustrated, he lowered his head slightly, started to back up again, but got up with his hands and feet again, tripping himself firmly, and the moment he fell into the snow, he closed his eyes in pain, and cried out in his heart : It's over.

Completely ashamed.

He struggled to get up, but at this moment, the wind picked up again, and the red Spring Festival couplets scattered on the snow surface were lifted up, and rolled directly on Qi Zhinian's face with a "huh", the wind was so strong that it was even a little In pain, Qi Zhinian let out a low "ah" shortly, before getting up, he fell down again.

He lay flat, didn't want to move anymore, and even began to hope that Qi Huai would leave quickly.

But this is not the most embarrassing thing, the wind is still blowing, the paper is also moving, and a corner of the paper is poked straight into his eyes, and the tears flowed out in an instant, it hurts so much, I didn't want to cry, but now it's I'm really going to cry.

Less than a month has passed since his hard life, and many old habits have not been changed yet.

His mouth was pursed unconsciously, and he lay on his side in the snow in aggrieved manner, continuing to play dead.

Yet another faint laughter was heard.

His body tensed, he closed his eyes and began to cover his ears.

Qi Huai supported the horse's back with one hand, jumped off the horse, and walked in front of Qi Zhinian in two steps. The "creaking" sound of snow being stepped on also rang twice, and stopped in Qi Zhinian's ear. "Dead" couldn't be more "dead".

He only hoped that Qi Huai would leave quickly!go now!go now!

Qi Huai did not leave.

Not only did he not leave, but he also knelt down on one knee in front of Qi Zhinian, with a smile in his voice: "Is it hurt from the fall?"

Qi Zhinian froze, why did Qi Huai's voice suddenly become so warm, so warm that his whole body seemed to melt.

He didn't respond, Qi Huai asked again: "Where does it hurt?"

Qi Zhinian didn't dare to move, but Qi Huai stretched out his hand to uncover the red spring couplet on his face, Qi Zhinian stared at him with tearful, round eyes, Qi Huai smiled at him, and reached out to touch it The corner of his eye: "It turned out that the eye was poked, here?"

The hand just touched the point that hurts.

Qi Zhinian only felt the corners of his eyes warm up, and the tears flowed uncontrollably even more.

Qi Huai was stunned, his smile was even warmer, and there was something doting in his words: "Why are you crying even harder?"

Qi Zhinian's tears flowed continuously and could no longer be stopped. Through the tears, Qi Huai's smile had completely melted him.

Is this the father?

Of course he knew that Qi Huai was not his father.

But this is what he imagined his father would look like.

Is Qi Huai caring about him?

It turns out that this is the same concern as a father.

At that moment, he saw the spring that came earlier, the spring given by Qi Huai.

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