Fast Travel System: A Happy Life

Chapter 169 Secrets in Historical Relics (17)

Chu Qinghe slowly floated out of the palace lantern, smiled helplessly, "Fool."

She leaned over the table and carefully stretched out her index finger to poke Jing Baisong's face.

In his sleep, Jing Baisong felt itchy on his face, like a feather gently scratching his face.

Chu Qinghe noticed that Jing Baisong's long eyelashes were trembling slightly. She quickly retracted her hand and touched the tip of her nose sheepishly.

Jing Baisong won't wake up, why is he so sensitive.

Jing Baisong's eyelids trembled a few times, he was already full of worries, he didn't sleep well, although he couldn't feel Chu Qinghe's small movements, he seemed to have sensed something.

He woke up slowly.

Chu Qinghe straightened up guiltily, and turned her head away.

She really didn't do it on purpose, logically speaking, it is impossible for her to meet Jing Baisong.

Is there really such a thing as telepathy?

Jing Baisong propped his slender hands on the table, pressed his forehead lightly against his hands, and smiled self-deprecatingly, wondering what he was expecting.

He caught a glimpse of red from the corner of his eye, raised his head in surprise, and saw the awkward Chu Qinghe, his eyes suddenly lit up.

With nervousness on his face, he stood up slowly, walked up to her, and asked uncertainly, "Are you... still angry?"

Chu Qinghe was startled by his quiet movement, and bounced away, "Jing Baisong, what are you doing, you scared me to death." The voice was soft and coquettish that is unique to girls.

Jing Bailai lowered his eyes slightly, his expression unclear, "I'm sorry."

I don't know if I'm sorry for what happened before or...

Chu Qinghe was a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice with erratic eyes, "No...it's okay, I forgive you."

"What did you say?" Jing Tiantian's joy was visible to the naked eye, and he raised his eyes to look at her with sparkling eyes.

Chu Qinghe turned away arrogantly, "It's fine if you didn't hear it."

Jing Bai, you quickly replied, "I heard it, I heard it."

He raised his eyes and looked at Chu Qinghe's expression. She looked as usual. Only Aojiao was not unhappy. She let go of most of the uneasiness in her heart and raised the corner of her mouth slightly, "Let's make up, okay?"

"Why didn't I know that we had quarreled." Chu Qinghe whispered.

Jing Baisong kept paying attention to her, and heard it right away, walked slowly in front of her, bent slightly, looked at her, "Well, no, never."

The two of them had a tacit understanding of what had happened before, and no one mentioned it.

Chu Qinghe walked around and found that Zhou Chuansheng and the jade pendant were no longer in the secret room.

Jing Baisong won't really destroy that jade pendant, right?

Although they deserved what they deserved, they were of the same kind after all, and Chu Qinghe couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed.

"Zhou Chuansheng and that jade pendant." Chu Qinghe turned her head to look at Jing Baisong who was following her step by step.

A deep meaning flashed across Jing Baisong's eyes, and he soon returned to normal, "Zhou Chuansheng, I sent him to the place where he should go, and I kept the jade pendant, and it won't be too late to deal with it when the Taoist comes."

He was afraid that Chu Qinghe would misunderstand whether he had any thoughts on Yupei, so he quickly explained, "I wanted to destroy Yupei, but when I saw you, I felt pity. Spirit, hand in the jade pendant."

He glanced at Chu Qinghe cautiously, and asked a little uneasy, "Is it right for me to do this?"

Chu Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, she was just angry when she said that she wanted to destroy it, and Jing Baisong did it just right.

She lowered her head in embarrassment, staring at the delicate satin embroidered shoes on her feet, a delicate little foot unconsciously moved a few times, "I have no idea."

"I'm sorry, what I said earlier must have made you sad." Jing Baisong restrained his hands that were about to reach out, and sighed silently in his heart. It's not good that he can't touch them. What can be solved with a hug, but it takes countless language to explain.

Chu Qinghe looked at him in surprise, what happened before?

what's up?

Could it be what he said?

In fact, she was not angry because of this incident, but suddenly considered the situation Zhou Chuansheng said.

In the final analysis, she was also worried and afraid, and did not trust Jing Baisong enough.

She said to Jing Baisong very seriously, "It's not your fault, actually Zhou Chuansheng is right, it's just..."

"I understand your concerns," Jing Baisong interrupted her next words, "don't go back without a word and ignore me, okay?"

He was really panicked, afraid that she would never come out again, afraid that she would ignore him again.

"If there is anything we can discuss, I will always accommodate you."

Chu Qinghe lowered her head like a child who made a mistake, "I'm sorry, I made you worry, and I won't do it in the future."

Jing Baisong smiled when he heard the promise he wanted, "You must remember what you said."

"Uh-huh."

The two opened up and talked about everything.

Jing Baisong felt relieved, the exhaustion from the past few days suddenly surged up, he nestled on the soft couch with his clothes on and fell asleep.

Chu Qinghe sat beside him and looked at Jing Baisong's sleeping face.

This time she didn't dare to poke him casually, but silently counted his thick eyelashes, getting up from time to time and wandering around the room.

...

Early the next morning.

Jing Baisong woke up from his sleep. He had not slept so well for a long time. He had a sweet and dreamless night's sleep and felt refreshed when he woke up.

He looked around and found that Chu Qinghe was not in the secret room, so he called softly in the empty room, "Chu Qinghe."

The candle in the center of the palace lantern standing still on the desk suddenly lit up, and Chu Qinghe, who was dressed in red, floated out lightly, yawned loudly, with a tired look on his face, and said with some dissatisfaction, "What's the matter?"

Not long after she fell asleep, Jing Baisong woke her up.

Hmph, disturbing sleep.

Jing Baisong's tense body relaxed slightly imperceptibly, with a smile on the corner of his eyes, "It's nothing." In fact, he was afraid that she would leave.

"Then I'll go back and sleep for a while." Chu Qinghe said and was about to leave.

"Wait," Jing Baisong stopped her, "Today I'm going to help you find a new host. What do you like?"

Chu Qinghe replied casually, "It's fine if it's smaller, and it's best to be able to take it out conveniently."

She was really sleepy, and waved her hand, "You can figure it out, I'll go first."

The secret room became quiet again, and Jing Baisong sat alone on the soft couch and thought.

Smaller, but also easy to carry, and it is best to have something with aura.

He recalled the cultural relics and some collections to be auctioned recently.

Most of them are porcelain vases, which are not suitable for calligraphy and painting.

Suddenly he had a brilliant idea.

Isn't Dieyu's host jade pendant an excellent choice?
Now he only needs to strip the butterfly jade from the jade pendant to ensure that the jade pendant is unharmed, and this jade pendant can be used by Chu Qinghe.

He was still frightened, but luckily he didn't destroy it on impulse yesterday.

It's really hard to find something like this in two days.

It was too late to say it, but now he was going to ask someone to get Die Yu out himself.

(End of this chapter)