"Heh, Xiaohouye and Lin Shaojun really watched a good show for Gu." The voice came first without seeing anyone.
The visitor has long eyebrows into the temples, narrow eyes, thin lips and frivolous looks. It is obviously a romantic and handsome look, but when it is matched with the look on his face that "I know that I can grow very well alone", it immediately becomes indescribable. Lin Qingyu only glanced at it, and she had the urge to throw him into the ice water to get rid of oil.
Lin Qingyu bent over to salute: "See His Royal Highness."
"Since he is outside the palace, Lin Shaojun doesn't need to be courteous to Gu Duo." When he spoke, Xiao Teng's gaze never looked away from Lin Qingyu's face. "Look up and look at the lonely."
Lin Qingyu covered the coldness in her eyes, raised her eyelashes, and faced Xiao Teng's gaze. Xiao Wei stared at him deeply, a trace of remembrance and nostalgia appeared in his eyes, and he muttered: "I haven't seen these eyes for a long time."
Lin Qingyu said, "His Royal Highness is talking about the eyes of Princess Jingchun?"
Xiao Wei seemed to wake up from a big dream, the sentiment in his eyes receded like a tide, and he said coldly: "Did Lu Wancheng tell you? How is he..."
"It seems that Master Xiao Hou is right. His Royal Highness really has an unforgettable feeling for Princess Jingchun. The reason why he admires me is because I am a bit like Jingchun."
Xiao Wei squinted his eyes and said jokingly: "I didn't expect that Lu Wancheng, a sick child who has been on a bed for a long time, knew a lot. Unfortunately, he is a dying person after all, and a mere kiss can make him faint." Xiao Ting licked the corner of his mouth, "Lin Shaojun and other stunners following him are really violent."
Stunner, referring to beauty, can be regarded as a kind of compliment. But these two words were uttered from Xiao Teng's mouth, which only made people want to cut his tongue and drink.
"Stunner?" Lin Qingyu laughed, "If I didn't have these eyes and this mole, would Your Highness still think I'm a stunner?"
"Why should Lin Shaojun be presumptuous. Lin Shaojun's appearance is rare in the world, even without Jingchun, it is enough to make people fall in love at first sight." Xiao Teng approached Lin Qingyu. He was tall and could completely cover Lin Qingyu in his shadow, "Xiao Qing Yu, the wine you gave you alone last time, why didn't you drink it, huh?"
Lin Qingyu tried his best to hide the turbulent malice, stepped back and said, "I am married as a man/wife. My Royal Highness molested like this, it must be inappropriate."
"Adjustment/playing?" Xiao Teng approached Lin Qingyu, his voice low and hoarse, "Then your heart moved."
Not moved, but the desire to poison and kill people is much stronger.
Can the dog get out of his sight.
Xiao Wei smelled the scent of Lin Qingyu's body, and pressed his tongue to the inside of his cheek, and said: "You smell so good..."
Lin Qingyu didn't want to stay too much for a moment: "My marriage to Xiaohouye is the Queen's decision, and the Holy Spirit gifted him. Your Royal Highness is so self-respect, is he hitting the Queen in the face?"
Xiao Wei looked at him, curled his lips and smiled and said, "It's okay. Lu Wancheng will only be alive soon, so he has patience alone."
"Then, I'm going to take care of my husband," Lin Qingyu looked indifferent, "forgive me."
"Xiao Qingyu," Xiao Qing called to him, raised the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile, "One day, loneliness will make you stubbornly stubbornly lonely-loneliness will wait for you."
Lin Qingyu turned around and walked through the corridor, and saw a plain white skirt disappearing in the corner. He turned around and looked at Xiao Teng, who was confident in his eyes, and whispered to himself: "Don't wait for me, wait for death."
The monk of Changsheng Temple who had the technique of Shan Qi Huang administering needles to Lu Wancheng who passed out. When Lin Qingyu found Lu Wancheng in a wing, he had already woke up, holding the calming soup medicine in his hand, sipping sips. Huantong stood by to guard Lu Wancheng, and saw Lin Qingyu walk in and said, "Master is here."
Lu Wancheng's action of drinking the medicine became stiff, and then smiled: "Qingyu." As if nothing had happened.
As long as he is not embarrassed, others are embarrassed.
Lin Qingyu slowly said: "You just..."
Damn, it's still embarrassing.
Lu Wancheng hid his face with his hands, unable to explain: "It's really not that I'm frustrated, it's that this body is too weak." He admitted that he just looked at the beauty up close, and his heart beats a little bit faster, but it's not enough. Faint.
Lu Wancheng was angry and depressed: "If I changed to me, I would run 800 meters without breathing while holding you."
Lin Qingyu watched him bragging quietly.
Lu Wancheng seemed to be hurt by his expression, and said in frustration, "Really. Qingyu, you believe me again."
In order to take care of the patient's mood, Lin Qingyu said nonsense: "I believe it."
Lu Wancheng was dubious: "Really?"
"Ok."
Lu Wancheng smiled. The youth's smile was refreshing and clear, like the sky after a summer rainstorm, saving Lin Qingyu's greasy eyes.
Lu Wancheng, who had recovered his self-esteem, remembered the business: "By the way, have you seen Xiao Yan?"
"I saw it," Lin Qingyu sneered, "he called me-'Little Qingyu'."
Lu Wancheng: "...Help."
When Lu Wancheng was almost relieved, Lin Qingyu asked Huantong to clean up and prepare to return to the Hou Mansion. The three of them came to the front hall, and Huantong saw the monk who had just given Lu Wancheng acupuncture, and said, "Master, it was the master who awakened Master Xiaohou."
The master met their gazes and nodded. Lin Qingyu thought that as Lu Wancheng's nominal wife, it was necessary to thank the master in person, so Huantong and Lu Wancheng waited for a while.
Lin Qingyu had heard earlier that Buddhist doctors had their own set of medical methods compared to ordinary doctors. After thanking him, the master took the initiative to ask about Lu Wancheng's body, and Lin Qingyu said something to him.
Huantong waited bored and watched the pilgrims burn incense and knelt down to pray for blessings, and said, "Master Xiaohou, should we also give the Buddha a few sticks of incense?"
Lu Wancheng said carelessly: "Okay."
So Huantong asked the monk for a six-pillar incense, and after it was ignited, he divided it into half and gave it to Lu Wancheng. He learned the same way as the pilgrims, kneeling on the futon, holding incense in both hands, and muttering words in his mouth. After that, he knocked three heads at the Buddha statue, and then inserted the incense into the incense burner. After doing this, Huantong patted his clothes and stood up. Seeing Master Xiaohou holding the incense carelessly, his eyes kept looking in the direction of Master and Master, and he knelt back again: "Master Xiaohou is inconvenient, so I will do it. Salute the Buddha on his behalf."
After kowtow, Huantong said: "Master Xiaohou, you can tell the Buddha your wish."
Lu Wancheng retracted his gaze: "Wish?"
"Yes. As long as the Buddha hears it, it will definitely help us achieve our wish."
Lu Wancheng sat in a wheelchair and looked at the golden Buddha statue above the main hall. The majestic treasure looks down on sentient beings.
Lu Wancheng thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Then... I hope he will be happy forever."
At the entrance of Nan'an Hou Mansion, Lin Qingyu's carriage arrived at the front foot, and Liang and Lu Niantao's carriage arrived at the back foot. Liang got out of the carriage, saw Lin Qingyu, instinctively wanted to hide, was held by Lu Niantao: "Mother is the mistress, he is a young emperor, there is still no way to save face."
The Liang clenched his fingers and smiled on his face: "Wan Cheng, Qingyu, where are you guys, why don't you tell your mother."
Lu Wancheng's face was sinking, and he said in amazement, "I'd rather never walked like this."
Lin Qingyu pursed her lips, stretched out her hand to push the wheelchair, and heard Lu Wancheng say: "Huantong, push me back."
Huantong said "Oh", completely confused, looked at Lu Wancheng and Lin Qingyu, and pushed Lu Wancheng away. Lin Qingyu was quiet before following.
The other servants also looked at each other. Everyone knows that the man with the best temper in the house is the eldest master. This was the first time they saw the eldest master coldly in front of Young Master.
Liang did not understand, "Isn't their relationship always good? What's wrong."
"It's because of a good relationship," Lu Niantao said, "No matter how bad the eldest brother is, he is a man after all. How can he tolerate his wife being coveted by others. Even if that person is..."
Lu Niantao is both gloating and having a subtle jealousy. What's the use of having such a face on a man? If she could have such a face, it would not take so much thought.
This night, Lu Wancheng and Lin Qingyu had a big quarrel, causing the Lan Feng Pavilion to jump around, making the Blue Wind Pavilion furious. People from other yards passed by the gate of Blue Wind Pavilion, and they could hear the sound of things being smashed to the ground.
Lu Wancheng pointed to Lin Qingyu, gritted his teeth and said, "I ask you, did you make an appointment with him to have a private meeting at the Changsheng Temple today?!"
Lin Qingyu reasoned with him: "If I make an appointment with him in advance, why should I take you there?"
"Are you stupid when I was sick?"
"Yes."
"You never used incense. Why did you wear the sachet when you went to Changsheng Temple today?"
"I wore it casually, but I didn't expect him to like it."
Lu Wancheng yin and yang said with a strange air: "Heh, you must be eager for me to die soon, so you can go and choose another one."
Lin Qingyu calmly said: "If you want to think like this, I can't help it."
Lu Wancheng choked: "You..."
Lin Qingyu waited for Lu Wancheng to come back from a quarrel.
Lu Wancheng lowered his voice: "You can't say that."
"Why?"
"Because of you, I can't get back at all."
"Then don't make any noise." Lin Qingyu said, and with a wave of his arm, everything on the table was swept to the ground.
Lu Wancheng smiled. He picked up the vase on the shelf and was about to throw it to the ground when he heard Lin Qingyu say: "That is a relic from the previous dynasty."
Lu Wancheng immediately put the vase back: "That is your legacy."
After one night, the house was in a mess. Hualu and a few maidservants cleaned up for a long time, and then took out the tatters that were cleaned up and threw them away. Among them, it included the sachet that caught Xiao Teng's attention.
Before the beginning of winter, the chrysanthemum bloomed just right, Lanfeng Pavilion had already used the charcoal basin and hung the windshield curtain.
Lin Qingyu was reading Zhang Shiquan's letter from Xuzhou in the study, and his eyes grew cold. At the end, he replies with a pen, only three words are written in the letter: Continue to check.
"Master, Master," Huantong ran in, wheezing, "Master Xiaohou invites you to go back to the bedroom, saying that he wants to show you something good."
Lin Qingyu suspiciously asked, "What good thing?"
Huantong smiled happily: "You'll know if you go and see."
Lin Qingyu walked into the bedroom and saw that the soft couch where he slept was gone, and the screen and Lu Wancheng's bed were gone. Instead, there were two bunks on top of each other, which were the upper and lower bunks mentioned by Lu Wancheng.
Lu Wancheng talked to the carpenter: "Add a fence here on the upper bunk so that Young Master will not turn over and fall off in the middle of the night."
The carpenter said: "It's still Xiaohouye being careful, I'll add it here."
Lin Qingyu: "..." After all, he couldn't dodge this catastrophe.
"Qingyu is here." Lu Wancheng deliberately stepped aside and showed Lin Qingyu his and carpenter's masterpieces in all directions. "How about? Look at this staircase. I specially made the carpenter wider so that you can get on and off the bed."
Lin Qingyu opened his mouth and saw Lu Wancheng's heavy coat and sleeves that were obviously larger than his wrists, and compromised: "You like it."
The bed Lu Wancheng asked the carpenter to make was cumbersome, but it was comfortable to fall asleep. Lin Qingyu just fell asleep shortly after, half asleep and half awake, heard someone calling her name in her ear.
Lin Qingyu opened his eyes, it was still dark outside. Lu Wancheng stood by the bed, holding the added fence with both hands, and looking at him with a smile.
The drowsiness did not fade, Lin Qingyu's voice was a little warmer than usual, and also a little softer: "What time is it?"
Lu Wancheng said, "Just after my son."
Lin Qingyu thought that Lu Wancheng was awake in the middle of the night because of his discomfort. Now that he can stand up on his own, his aura of speech is also very stable, and this possibility can be ruled out.
Lin Qingyu was rarely lazy, didn't sit up, turned over and lay on his side, facing Lu Wancheng's eyes: "What do you want to do to wake me up at this hour."
In the dark night, Lu Wancheng's eyes were as bright as stars: "Qingyu, I am eighteen years old today."