Has Marquis Anping been beaten today?

"Second Jiang! Did you fucking do it on purpose!" Xie Fan viciously gouged Jiang Jingyun with a red face, and stretched out his hand to slap him in the face.

The wind from the palm blew a strand of hair on the temples, and just a few feet away from the cheek, I heard the aggrieved cry from the thin lips again: "It hurts."

The resentment in his heart turned into a puddle of spring water at this moment and wiped away the sparks.

"Forget it, I'll forgive you this time." Xie Wen resentfully withdrew his hand and patted his head.

Hey, my face hurts.

Xie Yan slightly opened his mouth to take a deep breath, trying to relieve the swelling on his face.

He was sitting on the rabbit bench, looking at his head, and was about to search for an ointment to apply to Jiang Jingyun, when he lowered his head and suddenly caught a glimpse of the red light gradually flashing on his fingertips.

Shen Qinghe woke up!

Xie Fan's brows were beaming with joy, and his dark purple eyes were full of stars, shining brightly.He couldn't sit still anymore, his head got hot and he forgot everything, like a dog who smelled the smell of meat, he ignored it and ran out foolishly.

When he ran out of the door, he vaguely heard Chen Wuji ask something, and he answered casually without thinking: "Yes, yes, everything is fine, no problem."

After hearing this, Chen Wuji left the prescription, and happily returned home with the consultation money from Li Nian.

Xie Ciben refused to leave, but he looked too embarrassed now, and his body still smelled of burnt, so he could only promise Li Nian to leave first, and come back in clean clothes.

"Qinghe!" Xie Fanren hurriedly yelled before he even got into the house, as if the youngsters from Wuling were vying to be the first to throw the red silk for the sake of entanglement.

He was caught by the threshold under his feet and fell forward unexpectedly. He was about to embrace the cold ground affectionately, but he was grabbed by a pair of warm and strong hands in time and led him to stand up.

A soft and gentle voice sounded with a bit of banter: "Xiao Fan, it's not Chinese New Year yet, so don't rush to pray."

Before Xie Yan could stand still, he pounced forward again, hugging Shen Qinghe's slender waist tightly, the eye circles were hot and humid, and the eyelids were smothered by the mist, and there were drops of crystals on them.

"Qinghe, that's great, you're still alive." Xie Fan rested his head on Shen Qinghe's shoulder, trembling with intense surprise, and said incoherently, "I thought you were gone, I don't know what to do Do it, I'm afraid you will blame me, I'm sorry, I shouldn't take you there."

Shen Qinghe was knocked back a few steps by his action, which can be called a tiger's predation, saying that people who have never owned a dog will not be able to experience the joy of a dog pounced on a person.

But now Xie Wen's appearance is no different from that pup who just came out of the litter, I always feel that now he has a pair of furry ears on his head, and he is flicking his long tail happily behind him.

"Qinghe, you are back, and you can continue to teach me to read and write again. This time, I will learn from you seriously." Xie Wen held Shen Qinghe's slender and fair neck, and kept arching his round head. Jiao, knocking him back again and again.

With great difficulty, Shen Qinghe stabilized her footsteps, reached out her hands to hold down the frantic head, unable to laugh or cry, and said with a helpless smile: "Xiao Fan, if you move around again, I probably have to lie down again."

"What's wrong with you?" Hearing this, Xie Fan raised his heart in his throat, and immediately took a step back. After carefully looking at Shen Qinghezi, he didn't see any scars, but still worried, he grabbed his hand, " Let's go! I'll take you to Baiyun Spring."

"No, let Chen Wuji come over and take a look in person."

Xie Yan shook his head, still worried, helped Shen Qinghe to sit down, turned around in a hurry and prepared to rush out again.

"Xiao Fan." Shen Qinghe grabbed Xie Fan who had already stepped out with one foot in time, sighed lowly, and said with a hint of embarrassment, "It's okay, I'm just hungry."

"Are you hungry? Is this all right?!" Xie Wen's eyes widened, his face was terrified, like a puppy whose bones had been robbed, and he blurted out, "Do you know what this is?" How dangerous!"

Shen Qinghe: "..."

Just hungry, not to the point of starving to death.

The air suddenly fell silent.

The four eyes met, and the embarrassment flowed silently.

Xie Nan, who was running ahead, came back after a while.

"Ah? Ah! Hungry... are you hungry?" Xie Wen blushed, rubbed his nose, and avoided his eyes in embarrassment.

"Then...then I'll go to the kitchen and cook something for you."

He was like a man who had been fascinated by the goblin, he crawled out of the goblin's nest in a daze, his strength had not yet recovered, his feet were weak, and he stumbled all the way.

"Hey! Be careful!" Shen Qinghe grabbed Xie Fan again and brought him to her side, only then did the white porcelain blue and white antique on the wooden shelf beside her survive.

"Forget it, I'll go with you." Shen Qinghe sighed.

"No need, I'll be back soon, you just woke up, get more rest." Xie Fan said.

"It's just a few puffs of cigarettes, it doesn't matter." Shen Qinghe looked at Xie Fan with a smile on her face, like the clear pool flowing under the shade of a tree, reflecting her gentleness, "Besides, I just went to accompany you say something."

Come on, the man who had just crawled out of the goblin's den was deluded again, his eyes were blindfolded, and he replied in a fluttering voice: "Then...you come with me."

It’s already past lunch time, and it’s still early for dinner, so the cooks are still hiding in the house, nibbling melon seeds, talking about the family’s shortcomings with relish, and which family’s daughter-in-law doesn’t wash their hands. bowl.

"This is the eldest brother's house?" Shen Qinghe took a panoramic view of the scene in surprise.

The Bitan pool under the flower corridor pours slowly from the Cuiwei rockery, and the emerald jade turns into white jade, patting the lotus leaves rising from the water surface, making a tinkling sound.

The few strings of rustling marks left behind, but with greater ambitions, they ran towards the lotus with a different style in the sun, and the dragonfly that had just landed was shocked to leave again with wings.

Looking forward, there are waterside pavilions, carved beams and painted walls, majestic and majestic, beautiful.All of them show the solemnity and dignity of the host family.

"Really." Shen Qinghe retracted her eyes and smiled, "The lotus flowers in the lotus pond are still the seeds I planted."

Shen Qinghe was originally the concubine son of former prime minister Shen Xiao. Ten years ago, Shen Xiao's family returned to their hometown to worship their ancestors. Unexpectedly, they were killed by robbers on the road. Only Shen Qinghe, who stayed in the capital and guarded his home, survived.

The patriarch of the Shen clan is Shen Xiao's uncle, and he is not close to Shen Xiao, but it still can't affect his yearning for benefits.

Hearing the news of Shen Xiao's death, the patriarch of the Shen clan arrived aggressively with his family members. The first thing he did was not to express his condolences, but to tie up Shen Qinghe, who was a bastard, and send him to the government. His hat was buttoned down.The Ministry of Punishment and the Department of Der Spiegel jointly found out that there was no evidence to prove that Shen Qinghe was suspected.

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that those Shen family members just came to divide up the money left by Shen Xiao, and found a high-sounding excuse to send the decent master away.

One month later, Shen Qinghe was released, and the Shen family's mansion had already been sold off by those in the clan, and the dignified prince of the prime minister's mansion suddenly became a homeless person.

At that time, Shen Qinghe was still the most outstanding disciple of Dihua Palace, and everyone was more or less dissatisfied with him being robbed of the limelight, but because of his family background, he dared not say much.

The Shen family has undergone great changes, and the 17-year-old Shen Qinghe has completely lost her support, while those who see him unhappy are elated, all gearing up, and plotting all kinds of schemes, both openly and secretly.

It coincided with the year-end school exams in Dihua Palace, and Jiang Jingyun, who had returned to Beijing to report on his work, was invited to watch it. He met Shen Qinghe who was surrounded by a group of people, insulted and beaten to death.Immediately, he was furious, and whipped those people one by one, so that those people rolled their eyes one by one, and almost reported to Lord Hell.

Because of that time, Jiang Jingyun recognized Shen Qinghe as his righteous brother, and he has lived in the palace ever since.

Knowing the reason, Xie Fan once lamented that this was the only thing Jiang Jingyun ever did.

"En." Xie Fan answered vaguely, and glanced at Shen Qinghe apologetically, "I... bumped my head a while ago, and I don't know a few people, just."

"I only recognize the eldest brother, right?" Shen Qinghe interrupted at the right time, "Speaking of which, I bought a book to read a while ago, so I won't mention the name, it mentioned after you were injured."

"No no, I still remember you!" Xie Fan hurriedly explained, "The first one to remember is you!"

"You are so kind to me. You took me back from Yongzhou yourself, and you didn't dislike my stupidity. You patiently taught me to read and write. You also made me new clothes, embroidered purses, and punished me together. On my birthday, you personally Cook noodles for me, and many more. Even if I die, I will never forget you."

"Qinghe, you have to believe me!" Xie Fan said, his eyes turned red, and there was a cry in his words. He always knew that Shen Qinghe was kind to him, but when he counted it carefully, he realized that it was impossible to count. .

His mother said that if someone treats you well, you will pay him back ten.He always remembered Shen Qinghe's kindness to him, thinking that in the future he would repay even if he tried his best.

So when he saw Shen Qinghe being washed away by the water, apart from his anger, he also felt guilty, towards Shen Qinghe, towards his mother.And all of these gathered on Jiang Jingyun.

"Really?" Shen Qinghe's eyelashes trembled slightly, she looked away slightly, smiled lowly, raised her hand and rubbed Xie Fan's head, "But I think these are not enough."

"Qing... Qinghe." Xie Fan froze there as if he had been stabbed, staring blankly at the tenderness in Shen Qinghe's eyes, his eyes turned a little red again.

"Okay, I'm just kidding you, I'm already twenty, and I still cry every now and then, are you ashamed?" Shen Qinghe coaxed, "Of course I know you remember me, otherwise how could you be so desperate in the restaurant rush in?"

Xie Fan's head was pounding like garlic, he laughed through his tears, and continued walking, suddenly remembered something important, and asked earnestly: "By the way, Qinghe, since you are not dead, why didn't you come to me?"

The faint smile on Shen Qinghe's lips gradually faded away, her eyes dimmed slightly, and she paused word by word for Xie Yan's gaze: "I came back only when I was well."

"What do you mean?" Xie Fan's inflexible mind became even more inflexible in the situation of great joy and sorrow, and he didn't understand the meaning of Shen Qinghe's words.

"Okay, the kitchen is here, let's cook something first." Shen Qinghe stopped, turned her head to look at Xie Han, and joked narrowly, "You have to let me eat first, right?"

"Oh! That's right!"

The author has something to say:

When you pick up a chicken leg on the road.

Jiang Jingyun: Lying on the bed and no time to pick it up, next one!

Xie A: Hurry up, tell me where I can pick up more, I'll pick up a few more!

Thank you: I even picked up a fart when I fell to the ground!

Shen Qinghe: Pick it up and bring it to my dog.

Chen Wuji: Do you think I'm someone who knows how to pick up chicken legs?

0v7: I really want to eat chicken legs~