Master book fish farming these years [Three Kingdoms]

Ruan Qing simply buried her face in Sun Ce's chest, and all the tears gushing from her eyes were absorbed by the other's skirt.

Sun Ce felt wet on his chest.

Naturally, they would meet servants along the road, but Ruan Qing hid his face, and the servants didn't know who Sun Ce was hugging, so they could only look at Sun Ce's tall and straight back inquiringly after paying respects.

Sun Ce took Ruan Qing to his dormitory, and carefully placed Ruan Qing on the couch.

Seeing that one of Ruan Qing's sleeves was stained wet and dark red, and his brows were slightly frowned, he asked someone to call for a doctor.

"Come..." He only uttered one word, and the corner of his sleeve was grabbed tightly.

Ruan Qing seemed to know what he was going to do. Seeing him looking down at herself, she shook her head silently with red eyes, as fragile as a white rabbit with red eyes, soft and without any edges or corners, stabbing him in peacetime Hedgehogs look very different.

Ruan Qingsheng has slender eyebrows and deer eyes, and looks like a young man. Now this posture, Sun Ce thinks it is more pleasing to the eye than ever before, him.

His brows loosened slightly, and he squatted in front of Ruan Qing, coaxing in a soft voice that he didn't realize, "Hey, I'll ask the doctor to bandage you up, there is a plan, no one will say anything nonsense."

Ruan Qing raised her eyes, looked at him timidly, and still shook her head.

Seeing that Ruan Qing was so persistent, Sun Ce had no choice but to give up, "Well, your injury will have to be dealt with eventually."

After hearing what Sun Ce said, he let go of his hand. Seeing Sun Ce get up, he went to the bookshelf to take out a small box with red and black patterns.

"Ce has golden sore medicine here, it should be useful."

Sun Ce knelt down in front of him again, looked at the hairpin on his shoulder that was still stuck in his flesh, and said, "I want to cut off the sleeve and take this thing."

"Can I not cut it?" Ruan Qing asked in a low voice, he didn't want to show the wound in this area to others.

"No." Sun Ce blurted out without thinking, "If you pull out the hairpin, you will definitely bleed again, and it won't be good if your clothes stick to the wound."

Seeing Sun Ce's serious expression, which didn't look like he was joking, Ruan Qing could only nod in agreement.

Sun Ce moved smoothly and neatly, cutting clothes, pulling out hairpins, applying medicine, and bandaging, all in one go.

Ruan Qing looked at Sun Ce who was kneeling on one knee to bandage him, thoughtfully, and suddenly asked, "Marquis Wu is very skilled in doing this."

With a sneer, Sun Ce didn't look up. He was busy with his hands while saying, "It's the first time to raise troops, and there is a shortage of doctors. You have to learn to deal with this kind of injury by yourself."

Ruan Qing tilted her head slightly, and looked intently at Sun Cejunyi's side face, "Will the well-known little overlord in Jiangdong get hurt?"

"Why not? Ce is nothing more than a mortal body. If you stay on the battlefield for a long time, you will always be injured."

As he said, he put down his hands and looked up at Ruan Qing, "Okay, you should be more careful these few days, if you are worried that someone in the mansion will talk about it, you can find another doctor to see it when you go back."

"Thank you." He looked at Sun Ce for a moment, but the other party didn't speak for a long time, but just lowered his head and packed the medicine.

He looked at the back of the other party, and suddenly asked, "Marquis Wu...don't you have anything to ask Qing?"

Sun Ce tilted his head slightly, exposing the man's cold jawline, and he put the medicine box back to its original place, "Do you want to ask Ce?" He said, turning around and walking towards him.

Ruan Qing was startled, he raised his head and looked at Sun Ce who was much taller than him.The other party stood in front of him who was sitting, like a small tower, casting a large haze on him.

"You heard it all." He lowered his head again with an indifferent expression.

Sun Ce looked at Ruan Qing, unconsciously pursing his thin lips, with a complicated expression on his face. After a while, he stretched out his right hand in front of Ruan Qing.

Ruan Qing was puzzled.

Sun Ce knelt down on one knee again, and looked at Ruan Qing, "Did you see it?"

"what did you see?"

"Ce asked many Taoist priests, and they said, this is a contract of life and death. It is a shackle."

As Sun Ce said, he smiled faintly, seemingly disdainful, "Now, Ce wants to say that this is the star movement of the red luan, and it is a gift from God. Otherwise, how could Qingqing travel thousands of miles from the north to Wu , saved Ce, for Ce, pacified Shanyue, persuaded Ce, and accepted the aristocratic family."

Ruan Qing, I, Sun Ce, have been fighting for many years. I only know life and death, and I don’t believe in ghosts and gods. But after you, I would like to leave a Taoist place in Jiangdong. From then on, when I look at the gods in the temple, there is no one who is you, and no one is not you.

Ruan Qing didn't know what Sun Ce was thinking, he just looked at the mole on the man's palm, it was as bright as blood.

The definition of time and everything is forcibly added by people. At first, men hated this mole to be annoyed, but now, they say such tricks again.

He snorted lightly.

It sounded good, since he was sitting in Jiangdong Wuhou, how could he move such emotional thoughts again, thinking about it, it was nothing more than trying to coax him to continue working with peace of mind.After all, relying on Sun Quan alone could no longer keep him.

"Don't call me Qingqing again." He said coldly, "This is not for you."

"Isn't it for Ce? Could it be for Brother Quan?" Sun Ce joked.

"It wasn't for him either, he never called me that way."

"What do you want to call you?" Sun Ce's beautiful amber eyes were bent, and in this cloudy and humid weather, it seemed that there were countless warm and bright sunshine in March.

"The relationship between you and me, it's too unfamiliar to be called Mu'er. Qingqing, you don't want to, so what's the name?" Sun Ce raised his eyebrows, "Call me Qinger, just call me Qinger."

After finishing speaking, he called Qing Er Qing Er twice.It was fine at first, calling out word by word, but then it suddenly came out from the skin of the mouth. At first, it seemed to be, 'Qing'er, Qing'er. '

Ruan Qing's eyes became more and more indifferent, "Qing and Marquis Wu are just monarchs and ministers, nothing else."

"Alright." Sun Ce said, "Qing'er is unwilling, so I'll call him that in private from now on."

Ruan Qing rolled his eyes at him and turned his head to one side.

Sun Ce smiled and sighed softly, "The person who gave you this name must love you very much. Qing is originally called by the king to call his subjects. But he named you Mu'er, admiring Ru'er. When you let others call your name , full of pity."

"Although the name is good, it is full of softness and charm. It is not a man. If it is not..."

Qingqing.Ruan Qing suddenly remembered the rare tenderness in Cao Cao's eyes when he called him in his ear.

"If not what?" Sun Ce asked

Ruan Qing blinked back to her senses, "If it wasn't for the gift from the elders, Qing would have changed long ago."

"Then Ce should thank this elder well." Sun Ce said under Ruan Qing's questioning gaze, "So, Qing is you, and Qing'er is also you."

The courtier is you, and the lover is also you.

Ruan Qing understood the meaning and couldn't help but sneer.This Sun Ce is always warm-hearted and ruthless.I thought in my heart that one or two points is good, but I can't wait to say seven or eight points.Otherwise, if it is really as hot as the face, how can it deter everyone under his command.

"It's time for Qing to go back." Ruan Qing said, "I just want to borrow a piece of clothing from the house."

"It's easy." Sun Ce got up, opened the closet and overturned it for a while, and threw a fiery red dress on his lap, "You wear this."

He raised an eyebrow and looked at Sun Ce in surprise, as if saying, 'Are you kidding me? '

"Cough." Sun Ce cleared his throat and tilted his head slightly, "What's wrong?"

"Marquis Wu." Ruan Qing said, "There is probably a lot of difference between our stature."

"Don't worry, these are old clothes that Ce wore when he was young."

Ruan Qing's fingers lightly brushed the smooth and soft material, both the color and the touch were novel.Maybe Sun Ce protected him well.But what's wrong with the Sun family, one or two keep old clothes.

He lowered his head and was about to untie his clothes, but his fingertips stopped. He looked at Sun Ce whose eyes were shining brightly, "Won't Marquis Wu avoid it?"

"Ah." Sun Ce straightened his back and said sternly, "You are injured and cannot move. Ce can help here."

"Marquis Wu." Ruan Qing said meaningfully, "If you look better than Mr. Lu Xun who came to the residence today, Qing would not mind undressing in front of you every day."

"!" Sun Ce pointed at the tip of his nose in disbelief, "In your eyes, Ce is even worse than Lu Boyan?"

Seeing that the corners of Ruan Qing's mouth curled up, he said again, "Qing'er, why do you like this little boy so much? Ce is called Lang by Wu Zhong, doesn't it look good?"

"Looks good." Ruan Qing stood up, untied her belt, and said, "It's just that Qing really prefers a fairer young man, sir."

He especially emphasized the small word, and even changed the tone a few times.

"What about Gongjin? You were the most optimistic about Gongjin before." Poor Sun Ce, who was disgusted by Ruan Qing, wanted to use Zhou Yu as bait.

"Zhou Lang looks good." Ruan Qing lowered her head and took off the last layer of clothes.

Sun Ce wanted to answer something, but when he saw Ruan Qing's naked body, his voice suddenly disappeared.

He looked at Ruan Qing's upper body in shock. It was as white and delicate as if carved from beautiful jade. His waist was slender and covered with a thin layer of muscles, which was just right.

However, the large and small scars on it make this piece of beautiful jade no longer flawless, especially the scar on the chest, which seems to be the mark left by a long spear.Sun Ce even vaguely felt the danger at that time.Any more, the heart will be pierced, and the soul will return to Jiuquan.

Ruan Qing is a literati, why are there so many scars left by weapons?

Sun Ce looked at Ruan Qing's face suspiciously.

Ruan Qing was arranging her clothes with downcast eyes at this time, and did not notice Sun Ce's gaze.

After putting on the clothes, it will make people's eyes shine again.

Ruan Qing wears a lot of gray and quiet clothes on weekdays. Although she is not very old, she is wrapped in a cover forcibly, which makes people look depressed.This time I changed into bright clothes.

The red clothes are like blood, the face is as clean as jade, and the black eyebrows and red lips make the whole person alive.Just like the most honorable prince in the world, the famous horse and belt, the brocade clothes and the sable fur, all are reflected on this person.

For a while, Sun Ce regretted letting Ruan Qing wear this dress.Such a moving treasure should only be secretly treasured.

Ruan Qing gently brushed the pattern embroidered with gold thread on the sleeve with her fingertips.

The clothes are just the right size.This is a style that has only emerged in the past two years.

Who would believe it was old clothes?

This Sun Ce, could it be... Ruan Qing muttered in his heart, he raised his eyes, and the scrutiny in his eyes became more intense.

"Cough." Sun Ce coughed again, "Suddenly, Ce felt that this dress really didn't match Qing'er, so you should take it off quickly, and Ce will go find other clothes." After saying that, he was about to get started and couldn't wait to untie it. Ruan Qing's belt.

Ruan Qing turned around and dodged Sun Ce.The waist is slender like willows bound by the girdle, and the corners of the clothes move with the movement, like a butterfly flying in the air, revealing lightness.

"Why?" Ruan Qing asked with a smile, "Does Marquis Wu think that Qing is so vulgar that he can't afford to wear such good old clothes?"

"No."

"what is that?"

Sun Ce didn't know how to explain it for a moment. Do you want to say that you look so good in this dress and I regret it?Ruan Qing couldn't die laughing at that.

"Look at Ce, this dress is a bit small."

"It's okay." Ruan Qing spread her arms, "Qing thinks this dress is suitable. I thank Marquis Wu for borrowing the clothes today, and you will definitely return them someday."

After that, he strode towards the door.I don't know if it's because of wearing bright clothes, people also look much lighter.

Sun Ce looked at Ruan Qing's thin back and dreamy waist, and for the first time felt regretful that he would shoot himself in the foot.

He had to write another letter to urge Zhou Yu, why there was no reply after so long.He had to ask Zhou Yu how to dress on weekdays.

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