Marry a Northern Song Dynasty civil servant

Chapter 22

Lu Ziqi looked around curiously. Where were the mosquitoes at this time of year?

"Mother, come play with Ling'er!"

"Okay!"

"Mother, sit down, Ling'er will push you."

"You pushed me? Forget it! Be careful, or I'll kick your little radish head like a ball..."

Lu Ling had Lu Ziqi lift him down, and standing on the ground, he refuted Song Xiaohua's dismissive remarks with a firm and resounding voice: "Ling'er is not a radish head, and Ling'er's head is not a rubber ball!"

"Hmph, that's right! You can neither eat nor play, you're neither as good as a radish head nor as good as a ball."

"...Father, look! Mother is bullying Ling'er!"

"Alright, alright, stop arguing..." Lu Ziqi smiled helplessly as he tried to smooth things over between the two bickering children, "How about this, Ling'er will cheer for Daddy from the sidelines for now, and when Ling'er grows up and gets taller, then it'll be Ling'er's turn to push Mommy, okay?"

"Okay~" Lu Ling reluctantly agreed, then wrinkled her nose at Song Xiaohua: "Ling'er is more powerful than Radish Head and Ball, because they can't grow big or tall!"

"Well done, that's ambitious!" Song Xiaohua gave him a thumbs up with a mischievous grin: "One day, our Ling'er will be able to carry a carrot head and step on a big ball, majestic and invincible!"

"distant……"

Lu Ziqi was both amused and exasperated. This girl was actually arguing like a three-year-old, and she did it so confidently and skillfully. She didn't seem like a mother at all. "Stop teasing Ling'er. Come on, try out this swing I made. After all, you're largely to blame for it."

Song Xiaohua chuckled twice: "No need to be so polite. This kind of thing is for children, it's not suitable for an adult like me!"

Just kidding, this is a completely handmade 'amusement ride' that hasn't undergone any safety inspections. What if the rope breaks or the branches crack? Lu Ziqi could easily catch a little dumpling, but it would be a big problem if it were a grown woman like her. She didn't want to become a flying acrobat and have her face, which had finally started to look a little better, make intimate contact with the solid ground.

Lu Ziqi raised an eyebrow slightly, a half-smile playing on his lips: "You're not... scared, are you?"

Lu Ling clapped her little hands and laughed, then scratched her little nose with her finger: "Mommy is such a coward, how shameful!"

That brat, he's so vengeful...

"I can tolerate the living, but not the living; I can tolerate the aunt, but I can't tolerate the uncle anymore!" Damn it, I'm going all out! I can't let a little brat look down on me!

Song Xiaohua tossed her head, striking a pose reminiscent of someone bravely facing execution: "Tch! What do you know, you little brat? What thrilling and exciting things haven't I done? Why would I be afraid of something so childish?"

He jumped onto the swing and sat down, his face showing a fearless and determined look: "Come on!"

Lu Ziqi suppressed a laugh: "Get ready, let's begin!"

"Hey, wait a minute! Is this rope new? It won't break, will it?"

"rest assured."

"Oh... wait a minute, isn't this tree old? The branches might be decaying from the inside out, right?"

"rest assured."

"Hmm... Hey hey hey! Wait a minute, although you don't look like a weak scholar who can't even kill a chicken, I still have to ask, how's your arm strength?"

"…………"

Lu Ziqi turned to face Song Xiaohua directly, so that they were eye to eye: "If you fall, I will definitely catch you."

"real?"

"rest assured."

"good."

In the sunlight, his eyes were both dark and bright, gleaming with a captivating light. His high, straight nose and angular lips exuded an aura of reassurance. His rolled-up sleeves revealed strong forearms, and his long, slender fingers had well-proportioned, fair, and powerful knuckles.

Song Xiaohua swung high in the wind and quickly descended towards the sun. When she turned her head to look at that slightly thin profile, the scream and laughter that was about to burst out of her mouth involuntarily turned into an arc of her eyes and smile lines at the corners of her eyes.

This man is her husband, how wonderful...

But……

A strong wind blew in my face, and the light was blinding.

Will she one day leave suddenly, just like she came?

It took away the soul, but left behind the heart.

If that's really the case, then what should be done?

At the highest point, I turned my head to look at him, and it felt unreal, as if we were separated by a vast distance in time and space, billions of miles, thousands of years.

Is she really just a passerby, just an observer?

A sudden tightness gripped my heart, but my hand loosened its grip.

Amidst the dizzying spin, I heard a crisp cry of surprise. Before I could even realize what was happening, I had fallen from a point of no return into a solid embrace.

From beginning to end, Song Xiaohua's eyes remained wide open, without blinking once.

Now, the face she was staring at was filled with anxious concern after the shock had subsided: "Yaoyao, are you hurt? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Don't be afraid, it's alright now."

Song Xiaohua reached out and gently hooked her arm around his neck, buried her face in his broad chest, nuzzled against him, took a couple of breaths, then raised her face again and chuckled, "You caught me after all."

Her body stiffened: "You...did this on purpose?"

She pouted, "How could I be so impatient? But..." She tilted her head and continued grinning foolishly, "We could play this 'parabola plus free fall' sport more often in the future! Your skills are really not bad!"

"What...sports?"

“It’s just…” Song Xiaohua exerted a little force with her arm, leaned close to Lu Ziqi’s ear, and whispered, “I’m handing myself over to you.”

My body, my heart, I give you everything...

I don't want to be a passerby or a bystander. If this is a trap that fate has set for my life, then I will walk into it. I'd rather be blinded by my own involvement than remain a clear-headed outsider.

Even if I have to leave one day, even if I have to leave my heart behind, I will have no regrets.

It's okay if you have someone in your heart. You can always reserve a place in your heart for that departed woman, a place that belongs only to the two of you. But, I will fill the rest of the space.

I can say, "If you have no interest in me, I will let go." If you truly have no interest, I will let go gracefully and leave without a care in the world.

But I believe even more that I can wait until that moment, the moment when you only have me in your heart, even if it's just for a moment...

"Holly, I'm going to start now, I can't wait!"

'holly'……

This was the first time in a long time that she had called him that...

Lu Ziqi was already bewildered by Song Xiaohua's sudden and unusual behavior. He could only stand there frozen, holding the soft, fragrant woman in his arms, not daring to move an inch. Upon hearing this, he was even more confused and stammered, "You...what...can't wait..."

Oh dear! His earlobes seem to be turning a little red; this is indeed the most sensitive area for most people...

Song Xiaohua almost suffered internal injuries from suppressing her laughter.

Tomorrow he's going to inspect the autumn harvest in various places, so it's rare for him to come back so early this afternoon. There's plenty of time, the weather is great, the environment is nice, and the atmosphere is ambiguous. Why not take this opportunity to make a concerted effort, finish him off, and get rid of him completely?

To conquer a man's heart, you must first conquer his body...

When a woman pursues a man, it's as easy as piercing a thin veil. Once that veil is broken, a little coy whining and sobbing, twisting the truth and reversing right and wrong, will surely win him over...

Just as Song Xiaohua was getting all excited and planning to take the next step in her seduction, a voice calling out "Uncle Huo" shattered everything with a bang.

Chapter Twenty-Five: BL Wolf

Song Xiaohua hates this man.

This guy, who kicked open the courtyard gate with a loud "whoosh," was greeted with a warm welcome from Lu Ling and Lu Ziqi. He was covered in dirt and had a thick beard. To put it mildly, he looked like a "fierce Zhang Fei," but to put it bluntly, he was a "living bandit."

Why did he have to come at this crucial moment?! I really want to bite him to death, stomp on him, strangle him, and kick him to death!!

"Greetings, sister-in-law!"

You big idiot, sister-in-law! You're the sister-in-law, your whole family are sisters-in-law!

In her heart, Song Xiaohua was furiously cursing the 'big bearded man' who was grinning at her and giving her an exaggerated, theatrical greeting. She desperately wanted to knock all of his white teeth out. However, on the surface, she smiled virtuously and politely, gave a slight curtsy, and returned a perfect, standard greeting: "How could I possibly accept such a thing?"

Huo Nan looked at the petite and frail woman in front of him, dressed simply, with her long black hair held up only by a hairpin, and raised his hand to touch his nose.

He had just kicked the door open, only to stumble upon that 'sexy' scene. Lu Ziqi was blushing furiously, but this seemingly delicate and timid girl remained completely composed. While her behavior was, for the time being, impeccable, her large, bright eyes stared directly at this complete stranger, seemingly with a hint of murderous hostility…

"Uncle Huo, this is Mommy." Lu Ling broke free from Huo Nan's embrace, took his hand, and first introduced Song Xiaohua. Then she picked up the little dog that was glaring at him angrily: "This is Wuque!"

Huo Nan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Her finger trembled as she pointed at the dog, then turned to look at Lu Ziqi, who wore a helpless, bitter smile: "This...this..."

How could Lu Ziqi live under the same roof as a dog? Has the sun risen in the west? Has the Yellow River flowed backward?!