Chapter 920 There is a poor little 39 in my family
"Yunqi heard about my sister's reputation as a talented woman when she was away. She has admired her for a long time, so she came to see her."
Looking at the piece of paper that was scrapped again, Yun Yiqing took it aside without changing his expression.
Qingwu raised his eyebrows.
Why didn't she know that she was known as a talented woman outside?
In recent years, she has rarely appeared in front of outsiders, and rarely attended banquets and gatherings. She has never used her talents in singing, dancing and playing the piano. She really has no reputation as a talented woman.
Seeing that he opened his mouth to talk nonsense, she raised her hand to stop him: "Okay, tell the important point."
Cold attitude.
Yun Qi pursed his lips and looked at her with a sad expression.
"Sister...Did Yunqi make you unhappy?"
"Yeah." A certain woman nodded honestly, which was a perfect end to the topic.
I didn't expect her to be so direct. Yunqi got stuck and didn't know what to say.
Seeing that he was standing still and not speaking, Qing Wu lost his patience.
"Xiao Cui, see you off."
When Yun Qi heard this, he secretly clenched his fists.
Guest, guest again.
He is now the second young master of the General's Mansion and has a distinguished status, but these people don't take him seriously!
Sooner or later, he will make them kneel down and beg him!
"If my sister doesn't like Yunqi, then Yunqi won't bother her anymore." He left the scene disappointed, as if he had been hurt and bullied.
Qing Wu took in all his expressions and slightly lifted his lips.
This year's spy is not good, he can't even show off his joy.
Yun Yiqing lowered her thick eyelashes and practiced calligraphy quietly. Suddenly, a girl's cold voice came from beside her.
"Wrong stroke order."
He stopped writing, pursed his thin lips tightly and said nothing.
"When practicing calligraphy, be calm and don't be impatient. You..."
"Sister." He called softly, interrupting her. Qing Wu was sensitively aware that his mood was a little low, but he didn't know why, so he hummed and waited for his next words.
Yun Yiqing raised his eyes to look at her, with a straight handsome face, and said word by word: "Sister, I don't like him."
"...Yunqi?" She reacted for a while, and then said: "Well, I don't like him either."
After listening to her words, the young man's eyebrows relaxed slightly. After throwing away the pen, he held her hand and began to push her further: "Then don't let him call you sister again."
"Okay."
Facing him, Qingwu felt that she was a good sister who responded to every request.
Afraid that he would be worried, she added: "My only brother is you."
Yun Yiqing smiled softly.
"Is this enough? Little brat."
"I'm not young anymore." It was originally a casual joke, but unexpectedly he suppressed his smile and stared at her seriously to emphasize this matter.
Qingwu was stunned for a moment and then raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, "You are only sixteen years old."
"There are many men in Beijing who have married when they are sixteen."
She pondered for a moment and asked clearly: "So, you want to start a family?"
Yun Yiqing moved her lips and looked at her clear and cold eyes, feeling a little discouraged. "Sister...that's not what I meant."
The girl said lightly, touched her chin and wondered what she was thinking. Finally, she patted his shoulder and sighed: "You are still young..."
He pursed his lips helplessly.
……
It was not yet clear which family sent Yunqi, so Qingwu asked Bodhi to keep an eye on him.
I heard that he was invited over by Yun Shixia's people as soon as he left the Qingyuan.
Yun Shixia had been busy taking care of the injured Mo Xu for the past two days and did not return home. Unexpectedly, when she came back, she heard that she had an extra brother, the biological son of the long-dead General Yun and the eldest son of the Yun family.
(End of chapter)