Chapter 1439 Softness that Leaves at a Touch

Zhao Gan said with a little guilty conscience: "Since you are not sick, the master is still waiting for me in the imperial study. I will go first." After that, he ran away in a hurry, and when he met Long Yin and Yaoyao who came, he also Just bowing to the two of them, they quickly ran away.

Yaoyao asked suspiciously, "How can Director Zhao run so fast?"

Long Yin shook his head, "I don't know."

The siblings and Baoyu entered the seventh day's house together.

Looking at the man sitting on the chair wiping the sword, Yaoyao said, "Brother Xiaoqi, I heard Baoyu say you are sick. How are you now? Has my mother treated you later?"

Chu Qi glanced at Baoyu.

Baoyu's scalp felt numb for some reason.

"I've been diagnosed, I'm not sick, it's a rumor made by Director Zhao." Chu Qi retracted his gaze and explained.

Yaoyao was stunned, "No wonder Director Zhao ran so fast, is he guilty?"

Long Yin looked at the complexion of the seventh day, "It's fine. By the way, Jill came over just now, now where is she?"

"Jill accompanies the empress to the imperial garden to appreciate osmanthus." Chu Qi replied lightly.

When Yaoyao heard it, she immediately said, "Brother Huang, let's go too."

"Okay." Long Yin responded.

"Brother Xiaoqi is going?" Yaoyao did not forget to invite Chu Qi.

"I won't go, you all go." The seventh day of the seventh year's voice was indifferent, and he lowered his head and continued to wipe the saber.

Seeing this, Yaoyao had to give up, took Long Yin's hand, and ran to the imperial garden.

...

Jill came back after having dinner at Fengyi Palace.

As soon as she came back, she went straight to the seventh day's bedroom.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, he was sitting on the soft couch by the window, and was studying with a military book in his hand.

Hearing the footsteps, he didn't need to look to know that it was Jill.

Jill crept in, thinking that she hadn't found it on the seventh day.

She quietly went around behind him, stood on tiptoe, covered his eyes with her hands, and said in a rough voice, "Guess who I am?"

A smile appeared on the cold face of the seventh day.

"Is it Yaoyao?"

"No, no, you can guess!"

"Is it Baoyu?"

"no no."

"Let me think about it."

Jill's mouth pouted, and he was very dissatisfied that the first person he guessed was not himself, and he guessed several times in a row, but he didn't guess it was her.

"Is it Jill?" After a long while, the seventh day seemed to think of it, and said with a smile.

Jill put down her hand and walked up to him and sat down a little angrily.

"Why did you guess Yaoyao first?"

The little girl was still brooding about it.

On the seventh day of the first month, looking at the little girl's tensed face, a smile flashed in her dark eyes, "I actually knew it was you for a long time."

Jill's eyes lit up, "So you guessed wrong on purpose?"

"Well." The seventh day felt that this game was naive, but she was still willing to cooperate with her, as long as she was happy.

When Jill heard the words, she put down her grudge.

Her eyebrows are curved, when she smiles, her eyes are like stars, bright and dazzling, when she is angry, she is cold as frost, which makes people pity.

Jill on every side has great patience and tolerance on the seventh day of the first day.

Looking at the little girl who had grown up in front of her, there was a kind of silent consolation in her heart on the seventh day of the first year. This was the child he brought up.

He frowned slightly, and the corner of his mouth raised an arc.

But at this moment, the corners of his mouth were slightly cold, and there was something soft, and he left with a touch.

His body froze, and when he came back to his senses, the little girl had already sat back.

Jill stuck out her tongue at him and jumped down quickly.

She was going to go back to the bedroom, but when she saw a picture book on the table, she paused and walked over curiously.

She picked it up and flipped through it, and when she found that the paintings were all beautiful women, her little face collapsed.