A childhood sweetheart cannot bear the love of a bamboo horse

Chapter 19
There are naturally many pavilions and pavilions in the prime minister's mansion. The two held hands and walked along the small winding stone path and passed the garden in the courtyard. It is the season of blooming. Pleasant.

Xiao Bihe pointed to the lotus pavilion in the middle of the lotus pond, and said excitedly: "Qing'er, I want to have breakfast in the pavilion." The body quickly crossed the curved bridge and arrived at the lotus pavilion.

Qing'er smiled, raised her hand slightly, and Xiao Qiu appeared.

"Master, what are your orders?"

"Bring me some snacks."

"Yes!" Xiaoqiu quickly left to Lanyuan.

Qing'er strolled leisurely into the pavilion, the breeze was blowing, her dress was dancing, and a few strands of black hair fluttered on her handsome face, like a shy peach blossom half-hidden, enchanting with a bit of bewitching the world.

Little Bihe climbed on the railing, and stared at the "beauty of the city" who was approaching with her small head sideways without blinking.Pure eyes, a silly smile, a bewildered one, and a fascinated one.

Qing'er came over, Xiao Bihe asked him to be beside her, and fell asleep with her side pillow on his lap.She originally wanted to sneak out and sleep in the cage.

"Qing'er, how old am I? Am I 13 years old?"

"Miss, I'm 11 years old. In three months, I'll be 12 years old."

"It's still so small..." Pooting her mouth, she was very dissatisfied, "When will I be able to grow as big as Qing'er?"

"In three or four years." He was dressed in women's clothes and looked a little younger than his actual age.

Little Bihe was a little discouraged, and asked foolishly, "Qing'er, will you stay with me until I grow up?"

"Yes, I will always be with you."

"It's okay with you..."

An unintentional and simple sentence, which immediately attracted Qing'er to smile.

Xiao Bihe's dementia appeared again!
"He'er, the snacks are here, do you want some?" Qing'er pretended to be happy, sometimes calling her Miss, and sometimes calling her by her nickname.Xiaoqiu and Xiaochun put things on the stone table.

Qing'er picked up little Bihe, and half-lyed in her arms comfortably, so that it was convenient to eat.

"Osmanthus cake." She said a word, and Xiao Chun was about to bring over a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

(End of this chapter)