It was almost dusk, and the rain gradually became lighter, drizzling, and the wind stopped. Only rain curtains were still hanging in front of the eaves, smashing small holes on the ground.

On the kang in the west wing of the Lu family, Tang Yu knelt on the kang and played chess with Song Qin seriously. Old Mrs. Lu was very hospitable and worried that they were bored and sent the chessboard over. Tang Yu was very grateful. If it weren't for Old Mrs. Lu's timely arrival, Song Qin had already pulled her clothes and did whatever she wanted in the house in broad daylight.

Thinking of his anxious look, I couldn't help but get distracted.

"You lost again." Song Qin ate her chess piece, flicked her thumb, and the white chess piece flew into Tang Yu's arms.

Tang Yu lowered his head, picked up the chess piece, and said to the chessboard: "Come again."

She was just distracted and would not lose to him when she tried to take it seriously. It was said that she was a talented woman in the capital. Tang Yu was not so arrogant that she accepted it openly, but she was still confident in her chess skills. Even if she didn't win, she wouldn't lose so quickly.

The little girl straightened her shoulders and was full of ambition. Song Qin's mouth curled up, staring at her bulging laces because her clothes didn't fit well, and slowly said, "Yuer, this is the last game. If you lose, listen to me well at night." He deliberately asked to live in the wing room to fight a bridge to avoid disturbing the old couple who were in the room.

Tang Yu knew his thoughts without asking. He held the blue and white porcelain chess bowls and turned the white chess inside one by one, "Then I won, the prince promised me to recover from the injury tonight." He was so wounded on his back that he refused to be honest.

"Okay, you go first." Song Qin said happily, confident.

Stimulated by his confident tone, Tang Yu looked at the chessboard and focused on dealing with him.

Song Qin won easily before. Although he recognized the girl's chess skills, he still had some contempt and treated playing chess with her as a coaxing child. Now the girl was concentrating, Song Qin quickly felt the pressure. He originally wanted to put the chess piece in one position and look at the chess game again. He accidentally looked at her and changed it to another place.

From this moment on, for the evening meal, Song Qin finally stopped sneaking into her chest and face, and only looked at the chessboard with his phoenix eyes.

As time passed by little, the voice of Mrs. Lu came from the yard. After a while, Chu Feng came over and said under the eaves: "Young master, the old lady asked me to ask you what you want to eat in the evening. She can make noodles, porridge, and dumplings." There are only a few suppers at the farmhouse.

"What do you want to eat?" Song Qin left a son and finally looked at her.

Tang Yu thought for a while, looked at the window, and whispered: "Just eat porridge, the other two are more troublesome."

"So considerate." Song Qin praised her and then ordered Chu Feng: "Eat porridge, go to the kitchen to help."

Tang Yu lowered his eyes. Since she had damaged her stomach, Song Qin would instruct Chu Feng like this every time she was at dinner, saying that she was going to help, but in fact she was watching whether the other person had made it clean or not.

"It's your turn." She didn't know what she was stunned, but Song Qin gently flicked her head. She was distracted again. Tang Yu bit her lip in annoyance, and her eyes returned to the chessboard and entered it.

But somehow, the situation that was originally comparable to each other gradually changed after Chu Feng came to interrupt. Song Qin's expression became more and more relaxed, and sweat began to appear on Tang Yu's forehead. She finally understood where Song Qin's confidence came from. He planned too far, and it was not obvious at first, but it was only revealed in the end. Even if he saw through it, it was too late.

I looked at him secretly, but met his joking gaze.

Tang Yu's heart was beating. At this moment, Chu Feng came outside again, "Young master, the food is ready, I'll bring it to you?"

Song Qin frowned, "Wait..."

However, Tang Yu stole his words for the first time, "Take them over and put them in the main hall." After saying that, he lowered his head and advised like a mosquito: "Prince, let's have a meal first..." Give her some time, maybe she could think of a way to crack it while eating.

Song Qin looked at her quietly.

Tang Yu turned his head and blushed with guilt.

The two of them communicated silently. Chu Feng was not sure whether to listen to the vixen outside. After waiting for a while, he couldn't wait for the master's voice. He thought about what the master hadn't finished and seemed to want to wait? As a guard of the royal palace, Chu Feng certainly listened to the master. He guessed that the fox was accurate and wanted to reject the prince. Chu Feng said very smartly: "Young master, the porridge is still hot. I'll bring it over and hang it first. You can wait and use it later."

If you want to blame the fox spirit like this, it is also a fault for him, and it cannot be counted as the prince.

"Just bring it over." Song Qin said, standing up.

Tang Yu understood, and Song Qin agreed to her request for a truce.

She glanced at the chessboard and then moved to the edge of the kang. Song Qin had already bent down to pick up her shoes and waited to wear them for her. Tang Yu's face was red. Song Qin carried her to the ground and lowered her head to kiss her ear, "Eat some candy first, and you will have a good appetite later."

After eating for a long time, Tang Yu leaned against him softly, gasping slightly, his ears were numb. Outside, Chu Feng stepped out after putting the meal. Tang Yu grabbed the man's big hand that was holding candy and begged him weakly, "Prince, the meal is about to be cold..."

"Then let's have a meal first." Song Qin reluctantly took out his hand.

Tang Yu immediately turned around and took care of his clothes.

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The Lu family is from a wealthy family, and they eat white rice porridge and stir-fry two dishes of side dishes.

"Can Yuer cook?" Listening to the sound of rain, Song Qin ate two bites of food in a row and suddenly asked.

Tang Yu raised his eyes, saw his rice bowl, put it down again, and shook his head. In fact, she could cook, but once she admitted, Song Qin might have any ideas. Tang Yu didn't want to cook for him, and didn't want to... be kind to him, and didn't want him to misunderstand that she would marry him if she moved, because she knew that she and Song Qin were destined to have no result.

He is the regent and the emperor's opponent. No matter how sinister the empress dowager is, the emperor is the emperor. There is no suitable reason. Song Qin wants to seize the throne and will be destined to be a slander of a traitor. What should she do if she really marry Song Qin? If Song Qin wins, she will definitely reward the Tang family well. However, what will the officials and the people say in private? Will the history books in the future give their father the bad reputation of betraying the king? After all, the father and the empress dowager are relatives. On the contrary, if Song Qin is defeated, the empress dowager cannot spare his father. Even if he is just demoted and dismissed, his father will be infamous in history books.

My father went on a few trips to the battlefield and was famous, but Tang Yu could not let his father suffer damage because of his reputation.

Moreover, when Song Qin proposed marriage, his father might not agree due to these factors. He would definitely not understand why his daughter gave up on her cousin and remarried Song Qin. Once the father knew the inside story and let his father know that Song Qin had occupied her body, Tang Yu was afraid that his father would use his sword to kill Song Qin like Song Qin.

After taking a sip of the porridge in a sip, Tang Yu's vision gradually blurred.

She couldn't bear to hurt her father's heart, nor could she bear to put salt in her cousin's heart anymore. No matter how bad the empress dowager was, her cousin had never harmed her. Her cousin's heart was real. She had hurt him once. How could she marry the person she hated the most? On one side, she was her childhood sweetheart, and on the other side...

Tang Yu stood in the middle, and she was in a dilemma, and she didn't have the courage to get involved in the major event of seizing the throne, so she would rather be a girl from the Tang family for the rest of her life and then advise her father to protect herself. Her cousin was already injured, Song Qin, he was busy with big things, and he was not as close as his cousin, and even if he was depressed for a while, he could get out soon.

The only thing she could give him was to spend a few more days with him.

Song Qin didn't know what she was thinking, and thought she was embarrassed because she couldn't cook. She looked at her delicate little hands and said with a smile: "I can't bear to let you do rough work even if I know how to do it." Her hands should touch elegant things like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, or touch him.

Thinking of giving up halfway before coming out, Song Qin couldn't help but speed up his eating speed.

Tang Yu had no appetite and ate little, so he went back to the inner room after rinsing his mouth.

Chu Feng came over to clean up the dishes and Song Qin asked him about the situation of the carriage. After asking, he continued to sit on the chair. When Chu Feng left, he went over to close the door and then entered the inner room. In the kang, the little girl sat there quietly, observing the chess game with concentration, as quiet as water and as beautiful as a painting. Song Qin stood firmly at the door, and suddenly couldn't bear to disturb her.

When Tang Yu heard him come in, the man in Yu Guangli did not move for a long time. She hesitated and turned around, looking at him in confusion.

Song Qin closed the door with his backhand and joked: "Let me see if you have secretly changed chess."

Tang Yu immediately transferred back. She was not a child of a few years old, so she was doing something tricky.

Song Qin sat opposite her with a smile, and the two continued to play chess.

It was raining and it was evening again, and the room was already very dark. Song Qin was not interested in playing chess, but she broke it for a while. He frowned and worried, and then released the water without a trace, losing to her beautifully.

Tang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Qin said helplessly: "Forget it, let you rest tonight."

Tang Yu raised his lips and packed up the chessboard.

The table was moved to the other side of the kang, and Tang Yu glanced at the quilt and didn't want to sleep, although he promised to do nothing. Song Qin asked her to come and see if his wound was bleeding again. Tang Yu walked around him from the kang, and he took off his outer robe, revealing the white gauze band around his chest, without blood.

"That's good." Song Qin threw away the robe inside and outside, then naturally put down the quilt on the kang incredibly, and asked her affectionately, "Are you sleeping inside or outside?"

Tang Yu looked at the quilt that had been laid down and lowered his head and said, "Outside."

When he was sleeping outside, he wanted to do something bad, but she could still run out. On one side of the wall, he could not escape.

Song Qin smiled and got into the quilt. He took off his pants quickly, then threw his pillow out, and lay down and said, "You can't press the wound. I'll sleep like this tonight."

Seeing that he finally remembered to recover from his injuries, Tang Yu relaxed a little more, untied his coat, lay down beside him, and lie down with his back to him. In this way, half of his body was outside the bedding. In fact, looking at the width and narrowness of the bedding, it seemed that it was just a bed for each person, and Song Qin was a little not spacious enough to lie alone.

She closed her eyes and was quietly wary of her heart. He didn't move. She slowly felt sleepy as she listened to the drizzle of rain.

"Yuer..."

The man called her softly, and Tang Yu was alert and opened his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I can't sleep on my stomach."

Tang Yu was lying on his side and immediately thought of a solution, "You lie on your side too."

Song Qin hesitated, "If you fall asleep like that, you will easily turn over in the middle of the night and press down on your back."

It seemed to make sense, and Tang Yu was also worried about him, "What should I do?"

Song Qin had already thought of a solution, "I will not feel uncomfortable if I lay on you."

Tang Yu grabbed the quilt and was about to mock him, but the man suddenly pressed her shoulder. Before Tang Yu struggled, he pressed over, deliberately not supporting him, completely pressing on her body, and lying in her ear and sighing happily, "Yu'er is so soft."

Tang Yu pursed his lips tightly and felt the changes in his body.

Song Qin kissed her ear gently, "Yuer, do we look like a couple in a farmer now?"

Tang Yu ignored him.

Song Qin raised his head, kissed her nose, and said sadly: "It's comfortable to be comfortable, but the little prince woke up. Yuer, what do you think you should do?"

He even gave the nickname there. Tang Yu was ashamed to hear that, and raised his hand to cover his ears.

Song Qin kissed her, took off her clothes with one hand, and continued to talk to herself, "Yuer, the little prince said, let you serve him too..."

How could Tang Yu really not hear him when he was so close? She hugged his hand and sincerely advised him, "Prince, your wound..."

Song Qin looked into her eyes and said in a bewitching way: "I'm really worried about me, give it to me obediently, don't let me struggle."

Tang Yu was stunned.

Song Qin continued to take action, breathing like fire, blew her face and body.
Chapter completed!