How to choose husband

Wu Qingcheng took a bite of the food he cooked, and then looked up at the smiling Prince opposite him. He was a little confused, and felt like he was falling into a trap.

"What does the prince have to say to the villain?" In the end, Wu Qingcheng couldn't help but speak first.

The prince on the opposite side didn't seem to hear it, his dark eyes were unpredictable, he just pursed his lips and smiled, and put a chopstick of food into his mouth, warm and moist as jade, elegant and beautiful, and Wu Qingcheng's eyes were dazzled.

The uncle answered irrelevant questions:

“The crispy meat is delicious, I haven’t eaten it for a long time…”

The last few words were too light, and they only turned into an air of air lingering between the prince's lips. Wu Qingcheng didn't hear clearly at all, and subconsciously wanted to ask, but was interrupted by Hua Fei's delicate smile. It's over.

Ling Xiao's face was still full of unfinished thoughts, whether it was towards the dance music or the person, but Hua Fei withdrew her jade hand in a timely manner, without procrastination, with a bright but not flattering smile in her bright eyes and white teeth.

Hua Fei sat down on the prince's right, took out a brocade handkerchief from her cuff, and wiped away the fragrant sweat that didn't exist.

"Xi Wei has a good appetite today, he ate a lot!" Hua Fei spoke with an intimacy, a tone of genuine concern for nature, like the most familiar and close person.

"Because it tastes good." The prince leisurely picked up another chopstick and replied.

"Okay, Xiwei, I really underestimated you. I was just wondering why I still divide your dishes and mine? Let's make a clear distinction. It turns out that it is a secret. Your dishes are so delicious, but you are still stingy." with me!"

Ling Xiao pretended to be angry, and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the dishes in front of the prince. Ling Xiao was just trying to put on a show, with a chuckle on his face, but just as the chopsticks were stretched out, they were knocked off by the prince's chopsticks. Ling Xiao was a little bit embarrassed Believe it or not, the smile on her face also froze, she subconsciously looked at Hua Fei next to her, who also turned her head to look at the prince with puzzled eyes.

Xiwei is a bit strange today, and Lu Xiwei is not a person who cares about it on weekdays. Fortunately, Ling Xiao is not a narrow-minded person, but Hua Fei believes that Lu Xiwei has his own reasons for doing this. After drinking the juice in the glass, wait for the next article.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little stagnant. As expected of his reputation, Ling Xiao quickly put away his stiffness and showed his usual friendly smile.

"Xiwei can't allow you to be so stingy!" Ling Xiao said, but didn't stretch out his chopsticks. He naturally knew that Lu Xiwei was not a person who would easily joke.

Wu Qingcheng also came out to chat haha. He didn't want any gaps in this golden partner. If some trivial matter caused civil strife, then Lu Xiwei's road to the throne would be even more bumpy: "It seems that the food on the table is not enough, the villain is still Do some more."

Ling Xiao only looked sideways at this time, and carefully observed Wu Qingcheng who had only noticed now. His face was ordinary with a bit of dullness, and he couldn't see where he could treat him differently. Come out, it can be seen that there is a bit of courage, Ling Xiao also went down the slope:

"That's work!"

Wu Qingcheng smiled back, got up and wanted to work again, but when he turned around, he found that the sleeve was pulled, and the other side of the sleeve was in the hands of the sitting prince, with his fingers clasped tightly.

The gentle smile just now was gone, but the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, as if he wanted to say something, but it was difficult to speak.

"Don't go! Changting, don't go!"

Because Wu Qingcheng was standing and the prince was looking up, this posture allowed Wu Qingcheng to better see those eyes as deep as the night, and the deep affection in them deeply shocked Wu Qingcheng, and severely pried the softest and most defenseless eyes. place.

"Why?" Wu Qingcheng asked the question that he had been asking since these days, what did he owe him?

The prince did not answer, because the accident happened so suddenly that people were caught off guard.

The palm holding Wu Qingcheng's sleeve suddenly tightened, because the blue blood vessels were exposed with excessive force, the originally thin palm became hideous, and the brows that were always faint were also twisted into a ball. The person's pale, thin body fell straight back, his chest heaved violently, but he never let go of the sleeve in his hand.

Almost at the same time, Wu Qingcheng reached out to catch the prince's body that was about to touch the ground, his mind trembling.

"Xiwei! Xiwei! He is suffering from a heart attack. Come, please bring the doctor!" Hua Fei was so frightened when she saw Lu Xiwei's illness, but she still managed to catch her. Return to reason and know that the doctor must be invited first.

And Ling Xiao on the side was also full of surprise, "Xiwei!"

For an acute attack, first aid within 5 minutes is crucial for Jin Jin. Wu Qingcheng quickly laid him flat, quickly patted his cheek and called out. At the same time, he touched his carotid artery with his hand to confirm that there was a pulse, and immediately performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

Wu Qingcheng clasped his ten fingers in front of the prince's chest, pressed quickly, did this for about [-] times, stopped, supported the prince's back neck with one hand, so that he could breathe smoothly, pinched his lower body with the other hand, and took a big mouth Help him cross the air, and repeat the cycle of cardiopulmonary resuscitation and artificial respiration.

Finally, during the third artificial respiration, the prince turned sideways and coughed violently. With a reaction, Wu Qingcheng was already sweating profusely, and fell to the side.

Hua Fei led the doctor to arrive in a hurry, and hurriedly carried the crown prince to the couch. They were checking pulse and administering needles. The room was in a mess, and everyone who panicked like ants on a hot pot ignored the gasping on the ground. Wu Qingcheng, and Ling Xiao who was standing on the side, the rescue just now was really shocking!

Soon, the doctor diagnosed that the prince was fine, he just needed to rest in bed, there must be no more big ups and downs, and he explained it like this, and ordered the girl to cook the medicine, and then the whole room retreated, Leave a quiet space.

"Chang Ting, Xi Wei wants to see you, go in!" Hua Fei said to Wu Qingcheng who was waiting outside the door, with a soft smile on his lips and gratitude in his eyes, but he still had some lingering fears.

Wu Qingcheng pushed open the door, the room was too quiet, as if there was nothing else but breathing, but it was the most ordinary voice that made people feel lucky!

Through the gauze tent after the rain, you can vaguely see that fleeting figure.

Wu Qingcheng looked at Lu Xiwei with complicated eyes, once again facing the familiar scene, combined with Lu Xiwei's abnormalities in the past few days, it further confirmed Wu Qingcheng's vague guess.

It turned out that the two had met each other a long time ago, and Wu Qingcheng once again saved Lu Xiwei's life!

Then, Lu Xiwei should have guessed Wu Qingcheng's identity. At this time, Wu Qingcheng no longer showed any servility, his eyes were restrained, and he seemed to take over everything but returned to calm, which is not what a small servant should have. eyes.

Just as Wu Qingcheng was walking around in front of the tent, one hand opened the blue curtain, five slender fingers were slightly pale, spread out the palm to reveal the palm, and pinched Wu Qingcheng's wrist hanging by his side precisely and calmly. .

"Changting. Is this your real name?" Lu Xiwei called softly, lacking in breath, but his tone was as pleasant as ever.

Seeing that Wu Qingcheng did not answer, Lu Xiwei was not discouraged, but just said to himself:

"I'm not sick." Lu Xiwei grasped Wu Qingcheng's fingers tightly, and through the curtain, Wu Qingcheng could see his bright eyes, playful and mischievous, but this rare appearance made Wu Qingcheng's heart skip a beat, no Blame, but also can't bear to be harsh.

"Wu Qingcheng is my name."

"How could it be 'No Allure'! It's obviously very alluring!" Lu Xi smiled lightly and whispered, like a joke between old friends who haven't seen for many years.

Lu Xiwei propped up his body and wanted to sit up, but Wu Qingcheng quickly lifted the green gauze curtain, put his hands on the man's waist, and helped him sit up.

Originally, the two of them were separated by a layer of veil, and Lu Xiwei could talk and laugh freely, but now, facing each other, close enough to see every inch of skin, but Na Na opened his mouth, not knowing how to speak.

The shape-changing instrument on Wu Qingcheng's face has failed, revealing the original face, without the cover of the slightly sluggish facial features before, the slightly raised phoenix eyes are flowing, dazzling, and the brows are still habitually frowned, just like ten years ago, A face that never fades in memory.

This habitual action made Lu Xiwei's eyes shine softly, and he couldn't help reaching out to press Wu Qingcheng's eyebrows. Due to sweating, his black hair on the sideburns was already a little wet, and he pursed his lips and smiled like that. The first lotus bloomed with a fresh mist, which made Wu Qingcheng unconsciously feel that it was stretching with Lu Xiwei's fingertips.

"Qingcheng is still the same, like to frown, it's still the same." After Lu Xiwei finished speaking, he hesitated, "Does Qingcheng still remember me?"

Wu Qingcheng glanced at Lu Xiwei's face, but he really couldn't connect with the sallow and thin boy back then.

"The change is a bit big. I didn't recognize me. When did you recognize me?"

"Qingcheng reveals a lot of flaws. In fact, when I saw you for the first time, I thought it was you. In addition, you have the same green grass smell, flexible dancing posture, and that familiar steamed stuffed bun smell." Lu Xi smiled slyly, A bit of sickness was abruptly driven away, and a bit of blush appeared on his cheeks.

"Isn't this first aid method taught to you at the beginning? Why doesn't anyone around you understand it?"

"I didn't teach it!" Lu Xiwei replied as a matter of course, "Anyway, the body looks like this, why do you need someone to save you?"

In fact, Lu Xiwei said it easily, but who knows that when the truth is in front of his eyes, even being called a child prodigy since he was a child will feel that his head is not enough, and he will always linger in doubts.

The familiar smell of grass turned out to be just a smell of spices, and the taste of the steamed stuffed buns could have been made [-]% from other people's hands. That flexible dancing posture was not uncommon in the Sheng'an Dynasty who worshiped the God of Yue. After trying again and again In the novel, Lu Xiwei went from hope to disappointment and finally despair.

That man won't come back again, even though he knew this, he couldn't stop Lu Xiwei from madly wanting to know and collect everything related to him, but fortunately, he came back again, although it was ten years later, it was Lu Xiwei who sacrificed his life In exchange for a bet!