Lin Ling did not finish his sentence, yanked the quilt, and rolled into a ball, "I’m going to sleep."
Children are indeed a special kind of creature; when they say they’re going to sleep, they do. Not long after, Lin Ling squinted his eyes and fell asleep.
Lin Qiao was afraid he might overheat, so she pulled the quilt open a bit, then lay down beside him. At that mont, the bed dipped slightly.
She turned her head and saw Song Tingfan lying down. Before she could say anything, a big hand wrapped around her waist.
Lin Qiao: "..."
Seeing the man close his eyes contentedly, she slipped her hand under the quilt and pinched the hand on her waist.
The man acted as though he didn’t feel pain, allowing her to pinch him without loosening his grip. She glared at him, but he couldn’t see.
"..."
Is there sothing ntally wrong with the villain?
They remained in a stalemate for a long ti, and soon she couldn’t resist sleepiness and drifted off.
...
The next day
Perhaps it was under Song Tingfan’s instructions, the butler told Lin Qiao about Xu Dagui’s situation first thing in the morning, saying he was being treated at the clinic, and a servant was specially appointed to attend to him.
Lin Qiao let out a sigh of relief, asked for the clinic’s location, and the butler didn’t hide anything, telling her everything in detail.
But she still couldn’t get out.
Eight soldiers stood at the main gate, not to ntion Song Tingfan was practicing archery in the courtyard.
Song Rong stood beside him watching, his big eyes wide open, eager to have a go.
Lin Qiao’s mouth twitched. This child seems to be getting "bought over" by the villain.
Sigh, the burden on a mother’s heart.
After an unknown amount of ti, the butler ran in hurriedly, "General, an imperial decree has arrived. Quickly, go to the front to receive it."
Upon hearing this, Song Tingfan put down the bow and arrow, wiped his sweat, and looked at Lin Qiao, clearly indicating that she should co along.
Lin Qiao felt utterly baffled and avoided his gaze. Very soon, Song Tingfan ca over, took her hand, and instructed the butler, "Take care of the young master."
"Yes." The butler nodded promptly.
Lin Qiao was pulled along, and she finally realized, isn’t it their arranged marriage decree?
Instantly, she shuddered. Just when she couldn’t escape, another imperial marriage decree cos along. Doesn’t it an she can only be tied to Song Tingfan for life?
She tugged hard, whispering, "Let go."
Song Tingfan pretended not to hear. As she struggled vigorously, afraid of hurting her wrist, he stopped and soon bent down to pick her up.
Lin Qiao was montarily stunned, then pounded on his chest, "Song Tingfan, what do you intend to do?"
Seeing him silent, she angrily reached up to pull his ear, "If you don’t put down, I won’t let go."
Once at the door, let’s see who gets embarrassed.
To be honest, she’s really emboldened now.
Song Tingfan paused briefly in his steps, then quickly continued forward, reaching the courtyard gate shortly thereafter.
Not only the eunuch with the imperial decree was there, but many people were also carrying rewards.
After winning the battle, the Emperor would naturally bestow rewards.
Both of their postures made everyone pause for a mont. The leading eunuch had seen many grand scenes, quickly regained composure, and respectfully said, "General Song, Mrs. Song."
"This is the Emperor’s written decree of marriage. The Emperor said the third day of next month is an auspicious day, and the palace will help prepare for the wedding."
"Thank you, Eunuch Jiang." Song Tingfan set Lin Qiao down and took the imperial decree, opened it and looked carefully. Seeing it was Lin Qiao’s na, he closed the decree.
Lin Qiao was right beside him, naturally saw it. In her heart, she was dissatisfied but wasn’t foolish enough to speak out in such a situation.
After these people left, she tugged at Song Tingfan, "What do you an?"
He went through all this trouble to request an imperial decree from the Emperor just to marry her? To say he had feelings for her, she wouldn’t even believe it herself.
"Marry." Song Tingfan didn’t explain further.
Lin Qiao pursed her lips, "Song Tingfan, I don’t think we can still get married this way. If you have other plans, there’s no need to do this."
"I said it, you don’t believe it, now just kill ."
"I never regretted raising you, but I regret agreeing to marry you."
Seeing no joy on the woman’s face, Song Tingfan’s gentle expression gradually faded, "What happened in the past was my fault..."
"The past is over, Song Tingfan, I won’t argue with you, I only hope we each live our separate lives."
Lin Qiao knew he still had many things to do. Over the years, she had heard about most of the things he had done.
He didn’t rebel, instead beca a reputable general in the eyes of the world.
If it were the old Song Tingfan, she might still believe, but now she doesn’t. He must have sothing to do.
Whether good or bad, it’s dangerous.
She continued, "I owe you nothing. I’m staying, not out of guilt, but because I don’t want to live a life of hiding."
"Speaking of which, you owe , but I don’t want repaynt, I just hope we can co to a clear resolution."
Song Tingfan looked straight at her, the woman’s expression showed no sign of falsehood, he felt a dull pain in his chest, severely uncomfortable.
Sort things out?
There’s no sorting it out...
"This is the imperial decree."
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