Feng Han also found it incredibly strange.
He had never seen water flow uphill before.
"Did you come up with this too?"
Su Qiao blinked. "I got the idea from a book and tinkered with it a little. I didn't expect it to actually work."
"With a brain like yours, who knows what it's made of? You can come up with so many bizarre ideas."
Su Qiao pointed ahead, signaling for him to walk along the riverbank.
"You didn't come today just to praise me, did you?"
Su Qiao didn't believe he could be this idle—idle enough to come all the way to her family's fields.
Feng Han's expression paused for a moment before he sighed. "I'm returning to the capital tomorrow."
Returning to the capital meant having to part with her.
Things wouldn't be this relaxed anymore, either.
"Oh." Su Qiao wasn't surprised in the least. She merely gave a very calm response.
Feng Han immediately felt displeased and stopped walking. "You don't have anything to say to me?"
Host, hurry up and say something nice. Can't you see how miserable he's becoming?
Su Qiao shot him a sidelong glance and casually plucked a leaf from the orange tree beside her. "If you have things to do, then hurry back."
"..." Feng Han felt a breath jammed in his chest, unable to rise or fall.
This heartless little girl.
This cruel woman.
He was reluctant to leave her, yet she could be this completely unconcerned.
Seeing his expression shift repeatedly, as though he were about to make himself ill from holding it all in, Su Qiao finally took pity on him. "Finish your business sooner and come back sooner."
After thinking about it, she felt that this wasn't quite right. After all, he probably couldn't leave the capital for