"Qingyu" heartbroken

The person who prescribes the medicine. "Zi Yun burst out laughing, "The young master also ordered me not to touch you! "

"Huh? Really?" I asked happily.

"How dare my servant lie to you?" Ziyun was still laughing, "Later, the young master ordered the servant to close his eyes and not allow him to see anything. But you tell me, you can't touch you with your eyes closed, it's hard for this servant to die Already!"

I felt really sorry for Ziyun, so I scratched the back of my head and smiled silly.Thinking of Wang Qing being so considerate to me, I really feel that his friend is not in vain!

Now that the injury is almost healed, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't seen my package for many days.The other people in the house naturally didn't know the whereabouts of the package, and they wanted to wait until Wang Qing returned from the palace to ask him, but they felt that they had caused him a lot of trouble, and they didn't know how to speak for a while.

Fortunately, Wang Qing saw my hesitation and asked me why.I also told him my concerns in detail, and the other things in the package were nothing more than my mother's portrait.

"That day when we rushed into the private cell of the Chen Mansion to rescue you, we didn't find your package. Could it be that it was left in the inn where we stayed?" Wang Qing said slowly, recalling.

"It's possible!" I slapped my thigh and suddenly remembered, "I walked in a hurry at the inn that day, so I must have landed there!"

We got on our horses and galloped all the way to the inn.After the last killing, this place has been sealed up. Except for the burial of those who died tragically that day, all other items are still in place, indescribably dilapidated and messy.

We went straight to the room where we lived, but we couldn't find my package anywhere.I was so anxious that I turned around and searched for our escape route for a long time, but there was still no sign.

Now I am filled with anguish, sadness and disappointment, and after running on an empty stomach for so long, I am completely exhausted, and I sit on the ground slumped, burying my face in my knees.

Seeing me like this, Wang Qing was at a loss, "Is that the only portrait of your mother?"

"There is only one picture. The master said, when I was sad when I was young, he would show me a portrait of my mother, and I would stop crying every time I saw it. It's all my fault! Such a big thing happened for no reason, and so many people died! "The more I talked, the more sad I became, and my vision of looking at Wang Qing became blurred.

"Then do you still remember your mother's appearance?" Wang Qing sat beside me and asked softly.

"I remember, of course I remember, that's my mother!" I answered affirmatively.

"Don't worry, I'll think of other ways." Wang Qing smiled and pulled me up when he heard my stomach singing empty city plan, "Let's go back to the house first, it's getting late."

After all, I was sad. After returning to Lord Hou's mansion, I ate two casual bites of dinner and went back to my room.Lying on the bed, with no one around, tears flowed down unconsciously.I don't know how I will explain to my master when I go back to Xiao Lingyuan, but now I regret sneaking out.

After thinking about it like this, I became more tired, so I fell asleep with my clothes on.In the dream, I was running for my life, but the little eyes that caught me that day were getting closer and closer. When I hid in a ruined temple, I saw the jailers who tormented me were burning the portrait of my mother.At this time, the little eyes had caught me, and I was angry and anxious, struggling indiscriminately.

"Daewoo! Daewoo!" Someone was calling my name.

I opened my eyes and found that Wang Qing was holding my hand with a worried expression on his face.

"Having a nightmare?" Wang Qing took out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat off my forehead.

"Yeah." I replied pretending to be calm, but I was actually very scared.

"Get up, I'll show you someone." Wang Qing pulled me up and told Ziyun to wash me up as soon as possible.

"Who do you want to see?" I asked him over breakfast.

"You'll know when you see it." Wang Qing smiled mysteriously.

I don't care about his mystification. I'm in a bad mood now. Unless I return the portrait of my mother to Zhao, I really can't arouse any other interest.

After breakfast, Wang Qing hurriedly dragged me to the gazebo in the garden.The person I met didn't surprise me because I didn't know this person at all.

"Did you say you still remember your mother's face?" Wang Qing asked me, seeing me nod in doubt, and continued, "This is Master Li, the imperial painter."

I didn't understand what Wang Qing meant, I opened my mouth and looked at the two of them in puzzlement.

"My lord, can you describe to me the appearance of the person in the painting?" That Mr. Li picked up the brush he had prepared, and was waiting for me to speak.

Based on my memory, I tried my best to describe my mother's appearance, and now I find that her impression is too deep, even if there is no portrait, I still remember her appearance.

With just a few strokes, Mr. Li has already outlined the outline of my mother.After showing it to me, he said confidently, "Mr. Feng, please wait for three to five days, and I can finish the painting."

"Thank you, Master Li!" I really don't know how to thank him.

After seeing Master Li off, Wang Qing patted my head, smiled at me and said, "Are you still sad?"

I don't even know how to thank Wang Qing. Since he knew me, he has been helping me and taking care of me. Now even such a thing, he has thoughtfully done for me.

"Qing'er!" I had no way to repay him, so I hugged him tightly, "Thank you!"

Wang Qing was startled for a moment, then reached out and patted my back, and answered me in his usual gentle voice, "There is no need to say thanks between you and me."

Chapter 12

twelve

Three days later, Mr. Li personally sent the portrait of my mother to Lord Hou's mansion.After receiving the painting, I stroked my mother's face in the painting, and was incoherently happy, "Mother...this...it's so similar! I just talked about my mother's appearance, but Master Li actually drew it!"

"Lord Li is best at this kind of painting." Wang Qing smiled and helped me put away the painting, "Your injury has basically healed, and I will take you into the palace to meet the prince tomorrow."

"Meet the prince?" I asked puzzled.

"Thanks to the help of His Highness the Crown Prince for saving you that day. I have often mentioned you to His Highness in the past few days when I entered the palace. Therefore, I will take you to thank His Highness for saving your life." Wang Qing explained the reason for me.

Not only did I not have the slightest panic, but my playfulness got the upper hand.All I can think is that there are so many novelty and fun things in Hou Ye's mansion, so isn't the palace like a paradise!Thinking of this, he happily agreed to Wang Qing.

The next day it was daylight, and I got up early in the morning.During the days when I was injured, Wang Qing was worried about my injury and forbade me to practice. He also gave orders to everyone in the mansion to report to him immediately if they saw me practicing.I really couldn't hold him back, so I had to give up.

I haven't practiced for many days, and I feel that I can't stretch my muscles and bones, so I forced myself to do another set of boxing techniques.When I stopped my momentum, I still didn't see Wang Qing, presumably he hadn't woken up yet.

After practicing the exercises, my body was very hot, so I went to the backyard to wash my face with well water.Suddenly a thought flashed through his mind, he wiped his face and ran towards Wang Qing's room.

The little maid outside the room timidly stopped me, and kindly told me that ordinary people must not disturb her young master when he is sleeping, otherwise something serious will happen.I smiled at her as a return gift.

Push open the door, pull open the hanging bed slowly, the young master is indeed still asleep!I pinched his nose, seeing his eyes closed and showing aggrieved expression, I couldn't help thinking about it.

I lifted the quilt again, and put my hand, which had just been soaked in the well water, into Wang Qing's collar.This time it was good, Wang Qing was so startled that he jumped up from the bed and fell to the ground, crying out in pain.

Seeing his appearance, I laughed so hard that I covered my stomach and knelt down on the ground. Seeing his unhappy face, I quickly stopped smiling and helped him up. Forget about entering the palace."

"How could you forget this kind of thing?" Wang Qing grabbed my hand and stood up.

As soon as Wang Qing stood firm, he stretched out his hand to sneak up on me, and was about to touch my acupuncture point, but was caught by my palm.Unexpectedly, I would make this move, Wang Qing stretched out his hand to hold me, but I was also unprepared, the two of us fell on the bed at the same time.

I lay on top of Wang Qing, our eyes met, this was the first time I was so close to Wang Qing.There was only one thought in my mind at that time, Wang Qing really deserved to be Mr. Pianpian, besides my mother, he was the prettiest person I have ever met in this world.

"Daewoo..." Wang Qing blinked and said to me shyly, "You are so pretty, with big eyes..."

After Wang Qing finished speaking, he was probably really embarrassed. He pursed his lips and stared at me blankly, his cheeks and ears were flushed.I don't know what to do or say at the moment, but I still feel a little happy in my heart, Wang Qing thinks the same as me.

Seeing him so shy, I also felt that my cheeks were hot, but I still touched his face, rubbed his earlobe, and then leaned against his chest, hearing his chaotic heartbeat.

I was still young at that time, and I didn't know what it means to be in love with each other. I only knew that Wang Qing was dedicated to me, and I wished I could bring the best in the world to me.On the contrary, I am also willing to treat him like this.

The little maid just now saw that I hadn't gone out for a long time, so she lightly knocked on the door and deliberately lowered her voice, "Mr. Feng? Mr. Feng?"

"Your young master is already awake." I jumped off the bed and sat flipping through Wang Qing's book, watching the little maid help him to wash up from time to time.

"Huh? Mr. Feng, how did you do it?" The little maid looked at me leisurely curiously.

"How did that happen?" I don't understand.

"When my young master usually sleeps, no one can disturb him except Madam, otherwise..." Seeing Wang Qing's gaze, the little maid stuck out her tongue with a smile, stepped aside and stopped talking.

"Young man, why are you so domineering?" I pretended to be angry and taught the lesson