Zhao Qin Mu Chu

Chapter 52

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At dusk, the last slant of the setting sun reflected Chu Yu's figure extremely long, and the pale face was dyed with sunlight, adding beauty to it.

There was a sound of horseshoes from far to near, and Chu Yu's absent-minded eyes suddenly gathered a little light, and he raised his head and looked towards the entrance of the alley. The horse is galloping, and the person riding the horse is in high spirits. Perhaps because of the dusk, he is dressed in the color of the setting sun, radiant and colorful, and his eyebrows and eyes are amazing.

"Daddy!" a pretty voice called.

Zhen'er sat in front of Qin Zheng, with her little hands on her lips, and waved to Chu Yu from afar. The small embroidered shoes dangling on both sides were stained with mud, and half of the original dress was tucked around the waist. The wide butterfly sleeves were tied up with two hair ties, and they were transformed into arrow sleeves. She was sitting on a horseback, with thin beads of sweat on her forehead, and a pair of peach blossom eyes just like Qin Zheng's, bent into a crescent bay full of autumn water.

"Hoo." Qin Zheng gave a low whistle, reined in the reins, got off the horse first, and then stretched out his arms to hug Zhen'er off.

As soon as Zhen'er touched the ground, he rushed towards Chu Yu who was standing in front of the door, chirping like a happy bird, "Daddy! I'm back!"

Chu Yu was knocked back two steps by Zhen'er, she struggled to stabilize her body, supported her sore waist with one hand, hugged her daughter with the other, and looked up and down carefully. At any rate, seeing that he was fine, he let go of a hanging heart. He reached out and touched his daughter's little head, wiped off the sweat with his sleeve, coughed a few times, and said, "I'm sweating all over playing, be careful to catch a cold."

Zhen'er was touched by his father's cold hand, and couldn't help shivering, because he was so excited, he didn't care what his father said, just took his hand, and said happily: "Daddy took me to the south of the suburb of Beijing. The temple fair here is even more lively than the Lantern Festival, and there are many things that I have never seen before. There are four or five street stalls just for viewing, which is dazzling... "

Chu Yu held down the bouncing girl, and couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of her lips: "Okay, okay, I'll talk to daddy when I get back."

Zhen'er obviously didn't enjoy himself enough, grabbed Chu Yu's sleeve and hopped: "Daddy bought a lot of interesting things for Zhen'er, and there were too many to pile up. Daddy and I also chose gifts for Daddy." , Daddy must take a closer look!"

As she said that, Zhen'er turned her head and ran to Qin Zheng, standing on tiptoe.

Qin Zheng leaned down, and Zhen'er took advantage of the situation to hook the big daddy's neck, leaned close to his ear and put his little hand together and said something.

Chu Yu watched from the sidelines, feeling very appreciative. It took only a day, and after taking care of her for so long, she became so close to Qin Zheng in the blink of an eye. However, Qin Zheng seemed to have such magical powers, which made Zhen'er, who had always been sensible and well-behaved, laugh so unscrupulously.

Qin Zheng's peach blossom eyes were curved, and he stretched out his little finger to hook up with Zhen'er, and he didn't know what kind of agreement he had made.

"Zhen'er, go back with Daddy. Change into a dress, what will you look like?" Chu Yu felt cold all over, and couldn't help covering her lips and coughing a few times, interrupting their whispering.

Zhen'er reluctantly waved at Qin Zheng: "Daddy, you must remember to promise Zhen'er."

Qin Zheng leaned against the horse with folded arms, raised his chin when he heard the words, and said, "Don't worry, Daddy keeps his word."

Zhen'er bounced back to Chu Yu's side, and kept turning her head to look behind her frequently, but she didn't pay attention to the stone steps under her feet. She stepped into the air and fell all over.

"Really!" Chu Yu hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold it, and put it in his arms to protect him. He was already so tired that his eyes turned black, but the shaking like this really felt like a pain in his head. People lose consciousness.

Zhen'er fell into Chu Yu's arms without even scratching the skin, but was taken aback by life and death.

"Qingci!" Qin Zheng originally wanted to watch Chu Yu and Zhen'er walk away, but unexpectedly such a thing happened in just a few steps. His body was faster than his brain, he rushed to Chu Yu's side in two strides, and he shrank from the ice as soon as he touched Chu Yu's hand.

Taking advantage of this moment, Zhen'er sat up, not caring about the pain of the fall, and rushed to see her father.

Chu Yu's eyes were tightly closed, her face was pale, but she was unconscious in just a short moment.

Qin Zheng stretched out his hand to touch Chu Yu's forehead, only to realize that it was burning hot. He swept over Chu Yu's legs, picked her up and ran straight to the main courtyard.

When Dr. Liang was dragged over, Chu Yu had already been placed on the bed by Hao Sheng, with a kerchief covering his forehead, and the whole person seemed silent.

Qin Zheng stepped back slightly, but refused to let go of Chu Yu's hand.

Mr. Liang glared at him, and clasped Chu Yu's wrist carefully for a while. After a long while, he looked at Qiuyue, the eldest maid, and asked, "Isn't your second master going out again? He responded well before, saying that he would live in peace and rest for a few days."

Qiuyue hesitated for a while before saying: "I never went out, but today the second master waited for the girl to come back, and stood in front of the door for a whole day without rest, no one could persuade me."

Qin Zheng was taken aback, feeling sore in his heart. He never wanted Qingci to be so worried about Zhen'er. If he had known this earlier, how could he have dared to take Zhen'er out for a long time, and he didn't understand Qingci's uneasiness at all.

Zhen'er's eyes were red, and he looked up at Qin Zheng: "Daddy, is it because of Zhen'er that Daddy is sick?"

Hearing this, Qin Zheng held Zhen'er in his arms, lightly scratched her little nose, and said softly: "Silly girl, if your father hears this, he will definitely laugh at you. It's the eldest father who didn't think carefully, why? We can blame Zhen'er. Your father is worried that Daddy won't take good care of Zhener, so he has been waiting... It's all Daddy's fault."

Zhen'er shook her head, leaned her head gently in Qin Zheng's arms, and tried her best to hold back her tears.

Old Liang looked at the one big and one small who were snuggling together beside him, sighed in his heart, and said: "This body that has been ill for many years will not be cured overnight. If you can take care of it carefully, it will be fine, just stand in the wind for a day, Seeing that the sky is getting cold, the body must not be able to bear it, and the old man will change a few prescriptions, and send someone to bring the medicine later."

Qin Zheng nodded his thanks and sent Dr. Liang away.

Zhen'er was lying in front of Chu Yu's bed, not crying or making noise at the moment, just quietly.

Qin Zheng touched the top of her head and said in relief: "I'm afraid I'm really tired. Let Biyu accompany you back to rest. Your big daddy will watch over here. When you wake up, your daddy will wake up too."

Zhen'er lifted her small face and shook her head slightly.

Qin Zheng leaned down and rubbed Zhen'er's small face: "If Zhen'er stays here overnight, his eyes will be blackened several times tomorrow, and wonder if your father will be unhappy?"

Zhen'er hesitated, put her fingertips to her mouth, and couldn't help biting in distress.

Qin Zheng picked out his daughter's fingers and patted her on the shoulder lightly: "Good girl, listen to Daddy, okay?"

Zhen'er couldn't bear to make Daddy worry, so he nodded, and couldn't help asking: "Will Daddy guard Daddy for Zhener?"

Qin Zheng smiled and nodded: "Yes, Daddy will guard Daddy for Zhen'er and never leave."

this life.

Only then did Zhen'er feel relieved, and said softly: "Then Zhen'er listens to Daddy."

Seeing Biyu take Zhen'er away, Qin Zheng sat back on the couch again, stared blankly for a long time, and then reached out and gently stroked the hair that was soaked in cold sweat on Chu Yu's forehead. Chu Yu's drowsy appearance looked very pale, and once those sharp eyes were covered, there was only a fragile fragility left.

Qin Zheng stared at it for a long time, then bent down, and put his lips on the center of Chu Yu's brow, to soothe the frowning brow.

The door was pushed open with a creak, and Qiuyue walked around the screen to see the scene inside, and couldn't help coughing lightly, lowering her eyes and said: "Second Master's medicine is ready, and it was cold in Wengzhong just now, the temperature is just right now, don't worry about it." It’s when you miss your medicine.”

Qin Zheng nodded, took the medicine cup, and said, "Yue Niang, the method of pouring the medicine is too painful. Qingci's body is so weak, I'm afraid it will be uncomfortable. Leave it to me here, and I will let him take the medicine well. drank it."

Qiuyue was startled, and she vaguely understood. She hesitated, but what Qin Zheng said was not unreasonable, so Shaoqing had no choice but to nod, turned around and retreated softly.

The room was very quiet, but it was extremely difficult to hear Chu Yu's weak breathing.

Qin Zheng stretched out his hand to stroke Chu Yu's brows and eyes slowly, and finally stopped on his thin and sharp chin, and lifted it slightly. The medicine cup tilted slightly, and the bitter soup entered the mouth. He leaned over, exerted a little force on his hands, and pressed his lips tightly against Chu Yu's lips.

Chu Yu's lips were cold, but surprisingly soft. Qin Zheng knocked Chu Yu's lips and teeth open with the tip of his tongue, and pressed down his uvula with his warm tongue. The concoction used his tongue as a bridge to pass from Qin Zheng's mouth to Chu Yu's throat.

One sip after another, but the time for a cup of tea is exhausted for a cup of medicine.

Qin Zheng straightened his waist and gently wiped away the drop of medicinal juice left on the corner of Chu Yu's lips with his fingertips. There was an indelible tenderness between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Qingci..." A shallow sigh was hidden in the night.