Duan Yanghong was ready to speak and asked someone to throw Ms. Zhao who was rushing into his room. Then he heard the girl's soft and gentle voice coming from the room, "I'm sleepy when I read books. I'll take a nap when I see the sofa here. Anyway, Duan Yanghong hasn't come back, and no one sees it."

"General Duan Xiaojun will not let others enter this study room, get up quickly."

"The housekeeper said I can come and read the book." The girl's voice was vague and lazy after waking up. Compared with Momo's panicked voice, she had to be much calmer.

Duan Yanghong's face changed slightly, and the light in his dark eyes rose and fell. He walked slowly into the study. The girl was sitting by the bed, covering her mouth with her hands and yawned. Her eyes were facing each other. She suddenly widened her eyes, and she forgot to close her mouth, looking so cute that she couldn't tell.

Duan Yanghong's black eyes flowed, staring at her for a moment.

When Momo saw Duan Yanghong, her feet were so scared that she felt weak, "Little General."

Seeing Duan Yanghong not speaking, she quickly explained, "Ms. Zhao doesn't know that this is your study and cannot enter. Please forgive her."

Duan Yanghong's voice was low, "You all go out."

"Little General..." Momo thought of explaining Xiao Si to Xiao Si.

"Go out." Duan Yanghong's voice was faint, but there was no doubt.

The housekeeper felt that Duan Yanghong might be so angry that he wanted to clean up Miss Zhao himself, break into her study privately, and sleep on Duan Yanghong's sofa where he rested. No one in Myanmar has ever been so bold and despised Duan Yanghong's majesty.

Seeing that the girl was very beautiful and had a clean and soft temperament, the housekeeper felt a little reluctant and whispered, "Little General, Miss Zhao didn't mean it, please be gentle."

It's fine if you throw it out, don't break it.

"You go out too." Duan Yanghong was a little impatient.

The housekeeper looked at the girl with sympathy and turned around and retreated.

When everyone left, Xiao Si's throat rolled and his eyes flashed, "Are you Duan Yanghong?"

Duan Yanghong stared at her face, "Are you Zhao Sijin?"

Xiaosi nodded, "Yes."

She said, glancing at the shoes she had placed aside.

Duan Yanghong also saw it, opened his eyes and said indifferently, "I'll wait for you inside, put on my shoes."

"Oh." Xiao Si answered well.

Duan Yanghong's heart seemed to be rubbed by feathers, and he turned to the desk behind the bookshelf.

He sat cross-legged behind the desk and saw a book that opened on it. It was a very profound historical notebook. He had read nearly half of it.

Soon, Xiao Si came out and sat opposite him, curled his eyes and smiled, "I really didn't expect that you would be the young general of Burma."

Duan Yanghong raised his eyes, "I didn't expect that you would be Zhao Xianhe's daughter, so when you were on the mountain, should I re-examine your intention to save me?"

Xiao Si raised her chin slightly, "What else can I save you? Could you kill you again?"

Duan Yanghong narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled faintly, "Then why are you here?"

Xiao Si said softly, "Master asked me to come."

"Who is your master?"

"Master is Master."

Duan Yanghong sneered, "Your master and Zhao Xianhe know each other?"

Xiaosi nodded, "Recognize."

"No wonder." Duan Yanghong poured a cup of tea and sneered a touch of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Si frowned and looked at him, leaned closer, tilted her head and said, "You said so much, but you just don't want to repay the kindness of saving your life, right?"

Her voice was soft, but with a hint of mockery, she seemed to be ridiculed.

Duan Yanghong was stunned. Looking at the girl's black and white eyes, he felt guilty, "No, you saved me, I always remember."

"That's good." Xiao Si immediately smiled with a bent eyes, and her whole body was filled with joy. "They said that if I live with you in the future, if you are kind to me, you will repay me."

Duan Yanghong looked at her smile, and his vigilance and suspicion seemed to have become less important. He took a sip with a tea cup, and suddenly wanted to stay away from her and throw her out.

Duan Yanghong said, "You live here, except for the study, you can't enter the rest of the world. You can tell the servants what you want."

Xiao Si nodded, "What do I need to do every day?"

"Every day I get up early and go to school, and at noon I have to go to special teachers to teach. You have to go with me. Except for class and other times, you can do whatever you want."

"Can I enter the study room? I can find this book to pass the time when I am bored. It's too boring."

Duan Yanghong was silent for a moment, and nodded, "Can you enter."

Xiao Si smiled, "Thank you."

Duan Yanghong turned his eyes and stood up, "I have something to do. If you are hungry, you will find someone to prepare food for you, so don't wait for me."

"Okay." Xiao Si said.

Duan Yanghong's face was silent and he turned around and walked out.

The butler outside the door and Momo kept listening to the movements in the door. After two days of getting along, Momo inexplicably liked Miss Zhao. The butler didn't want her to be injured by Duan Yanghong, and he was a little worried about her.

Suddenly the door opened, Duan Yanghong walked out and indifferently ordered, "Ms. Zhao... If you want to read a book in the future, let her read it. If you are tired, you can rest in it without making a fuss."

After saying that, he went to the next door.

Leave the butler and Momo to look at me, I look at you, looking at each other in a row.

What's going on?

Duan Yanghong didn't get angry, didn't hit Miss Zhao, and didn't throw her out. He also asked her to stay in the study and let her sleep on the sofa where she rests on her own?

It's simply incredible.

Xiao Si sat on the stool and didn't move. When she savored, she felt incredible. The person she saved was Duan Yanghong?

Since he is Duan Yanghong, why was he chased?

He has many enemies? So the master asked himself to protect him?

Xiao Si's previous depression and boredom was wiped out, and suddenly he was full of fighting spirit.

Momo came in, "Ms. Zhao, are you going to have supper?"

Xiao Si asked, "Will Duan Yanghong have a meal?"

Momo said, "The young general may have to go out later."

Xiaosi nodded, "Then I'll eat it myself."

"Then I'll have someone bring you food."

...

In the study, Duan Yanghong glanced at the documents accumulated over the past few days, and it was nothing to do. Duan Wei asked him to participate in the internal affairs of Myanmar, and General Duan also agreed to let him read it.

But when he comes to him, he is all trivial matters.

Duan Yanghong threw away the documents and took out several secret letters from the drawer to check them one by one.

The sky gradually darkened, and the darkness drowned out the last glow of sunset, and the sky was completely dark.

The housekeeper came in and said, "Little General, General Duan Wei sent someone to come and ask when will you go there?"

Duan Yanghong happened to read the last letter, put it away, pinched his eyebrows, "What time is it?"

"It's already eight o'clock."

Duan Yanghong turned his head and looked out the window, paused and said, "Have Miss Zhao eaten?"

"I've eaten, I've returned to my room to rest."

“What did you eat?”

The housekeeper was stunned and thought he had heard it wrong, so he quickly replied, "Momo said Miss Zhao had a good appetite, so she ate some beef, steamed fish, and drank a bowl of soup."

Duan Yanghong opened the window, and the gentle spring breeze blew in, waving away the fatigue in his heart. The always deserted home seemed to be warmer today.

"Tell me the second uncle that I am a little tired and won't go." Duan Yanghong looked at the dark night and said lightly.

"Yes." The butler responded respectfully, "Then are you having a meal now?"

"Heart." Duan Yanghong paused and said, "I don't have much appetite. Tell the people in the kitchen that don't have to worry too much. Just put what Miss Zhao eats."

The butler immediately went down and gave orders.

In the huge dining room, there were a wide rectangular table full of delicious food, but Duan Yanghong was still eating slowly by himself.

The servants stood around, silent, as usual.
Chapter completed!