Qi Gui smiled slightly: "Okay!"

Ling Zhirong also smiled.

People in this era are conservative in their words. The words he just said were actually like taking his sweetheart to see his parents. But Qigui didn't hear them. She just found the feeling of her father Ling Yu from the depths of Ling Zhirong's eyes, and then subconsciously got close to her.

Ling Churou smiled slightly, looking at her brother and Qi Gui in pairs, hoping that Murong Chifan could also hold her hand and go together.

But at this moment, a cold voice sounded: "Zhirong, Qing'er just got into the hairpin and has not yet been settled. If a man or a woman is not allowed to kiss her, you should let her go and let yourself go!"

Ling Zhirong didn't care and even said shyly: "It doesn't matter, since I held her hand, I will definitely be responsible for her to the end!"

"Then wait until you get engaged or have been married again when you are already married. Life is changing unpredictable. What do you use to ensure that you will be responsible for her to the end?" Murong Chifan stared at him with a bright look: "The elder brother is a father, Qing'er is still young, everything about her is my responsibility."

Hearing this, Qi Gui realized it, and quickly broke free from his little hand, retreated to Murong Chifan, and looked at Ling Zhirong: "Brother Rong, what my elder brother said makes sense. There are many people now, so I won't be afraid. Let's go together!"

When Qi Gui's soft little hand slipped away from his big palm, like a fish that was slid away from the shallow stream, Ling Zhirong looked at her deeply, and despite her disappointment, he nodded: "Okay, go!"

I think my cousin’s words are right. She... After all, she is a woman, and her reputation is important!

Seeing Qi Gui standing obediently beside her, Murong Chifan raised his hand and patted her shoulder gently, then fell down and walked together.

After hearing Murong Chifan's words, Ling Churou suddenly felt relieved of him having never held her hand. She turned to look at her brother's slightly lost eyes. She smiled as bright as a colorful cloud: "Brother, don't be sad. If you like Qing'er, you will plead with your parents for dinner today. It would be okay if Brother Fan refused to let Qing'er get married so early. Let the marriage be settled first. Brother and Qing'er can also face each other day in the mansion. After one or two years, Brother Fan will continue his brother-sister relationship, let Qing'er get married!"

When Ling Zhirong heard this, her eyes were filled with loneliness, and the boy's heroic spirit set off against the sunset, shining with a unique brilliance.

Along the way, there was still no wind, the branches and leaves were still moving, and there were no birds screaming on the branches. The atmosphere was scary at least in Qigui's opinion. After seeing Xuanxing's invisibility, Qigui understood that there were many knowledges in this world that she was far from understanding, and he worked step by step and was careful.

Bypassing a quiet cobblestone path, it was equivalent to bypassing half of the back garden of Ling Mansion. Finally, he returned to the main road and came to the front hall. Qi Gui looked at the big house in front of him, and it was still deserted and without servants. There was a dining table in the hall at the door of the house, with a man and a woman sitting upright there.

The man, Qi Gui had seen it, was Ling Zhirong's father Ling Jingchuan.

A woman, Qi Gui raised her eyebrows, must be the mistress of the Ling family. I remember Murong Chifan once said that it was called Xiang Zuixue.

Seeing them coming, Xiang Zuixue immediately walked down with a smile and greeted her. Murong Chifan curled his lips slightly and looked at Qi Gui: "Qing'er, this is our aunt, our mother's sister, call her aunt!"

Qi Gui quickly gave a gift: "Qing'er has met her aunt!"

Xiang Zuixue quickly helped her up, tears flashing in her eyes, as if she could drip down in the next second. She held Qi Gui's face and was so excited that she didn't know what to say: "Okay... OK! Good boy, just come back!"

Seeing the other party's true feelings, Qi Gui raised his eyebrows slightly and said sensiblely: "Qing'er has made his aunt worry. Auntie doesn't have to be too sad. Qing'er has been found by her brother now, so Qing'er is fine."

"Okay!" Nodded repeatedly to Zuixue, and took Qi Gui's little body into his arms and hugged him tightly. The next moment, tears had already fallen on his cheeks.

Ling Jingchuan came over, and Murong Chifan and the others greeted him. He smiled and nodded, came to his wife. Seeing that his wife was holding Qi Gui and cried constantly, she sighed, and finally raised her hand to pat her shoulder: "Zuixue, don't be sad. Qing'er is now found intact. It is a miracle. We should be happy and should celebrate!"

"Yes!" Xiang Zuixue quickly let go of Qi Gui, holding her delicate and beautiful little face, feeling deeply relieved!

Seeing her long hair hangs down, I couldn't help but wonder: "Is there a lack of maids? No one is waiting for you to dress up?"

"No, Qing'er accidentally hit her head two days ago and had a bag on her head. Her brother said that she should avoid the pressure of restraint and let it fade naturally for a few days. Therefore, Qing'er has not combed her hair these days, and I hope that my aunt will not blame Qing'er for being rude!"

Qi Guiyi said seriously, without even looking at Murong Chifan.

Murong Chifan twitched his lips. This girl was smarter than he thought, especially when he lied, he said it very well. The most important thing was that she did not show any traces when she lied, and she didn't even look at him. She seemed to be like this, as if she would definitely cooperate with her.

Xiang Zuixue raised his hand with heartache and touched her head: "Where did it go away? Fan'er, you really, how could you hurt your sister when you found him?"

Ling Zhirong also became nervous: "Why don't you say this today? I can take you to the clinic for a look!"

Murong Chifan was about to speak, and Qi Gui said, "Auntie, don't blame my brother. We walked along the waterway all the way. The wind and waves were blowing that day and night, and the ship was swaying. Fortunately, my brother protected him, otherwise Qing'er might be injured more seriously."

After saying that, she turned her head and looked at Murong Chifan with great emotion: "Brother~!"

Murong Chifan: “…”

Whatever she says is what it is!

Ling Jingchuan smiled and said, "It's fine if you don't have any trouble at this moment. Go back to the house quickly, the food will be cold!"

Everyone entered the house together. There were many lights in the house, which were as bright as daylight, but there were no servants. The dining table was round. Ling Jingchuan and his wife sat in the middle. Ling Jingchuan was the Ling brothers and sisters at his hand, and Xiang Zuixue was the Murong brothers and sisters at his hand.

After sitting down, they poured wine on their own. Qigui frowned: "I don't know how to drink."

Ling Zhirong smiled: "You and Churou are both rice wine, and ours are the real wine."

When Qi Gui heard this, he remembered that Ling Zhirong was not eighteen years old. The man was developing slowly. Eighteen years old was also the time to grow up. When he was at home, Tianqi Tianling and his two brothers were only allowed to drink some beer until they were 18 years old!

"Brother Rong, you can drink some rice wine, as white wine hurts your body!" She said this with total kindness and no affair with her children.
Chapter completed!