I want to live, get married

For a moment.

The whole room has been heated by the warm charcoal pot, and the aroma of oranges is also permeating the period.

Liu Yanhan slapped his forehead and said: "Oh... I almost forgot the orange jade cup, wait a minute, I'll get it for you."

"Well, slow down, put on your clothes, don't get cold." Deeper, He Qingqing urged Liu Yanhan to put on his clothes before going.

The oranges roasted on the side of the charcoal basin are already ripe at this moment, the orange skin is slightly tightened after roasting, and the color is darker, with some burnt spots appearing, the orange flesh mixed with the pear flesh is sizzling. Bubbles, a unique sweet and bitter taste evaporated in the air.

Liu Yanhan touched it lightly with his hand, and she was so hot that she immediately shrank back like a cat's paw.

"Oh... oh... so hot, so hot..." Liu Yanhan blew on his fingertips and said.

The oranges are really hot and hard to handle. In the end, I can only think of a clever way to serve them in a teacup to the bedside.

"Let me feed you." Liu Yanhan had been taking care of He Qingqing as a patient who couldn't take care of herself these days, so she said it as it should be.

Startled by the words, He Qingqing quickly responded: "Huh? No... no need, Miss Liu, I... I'm much better, I can do it myself."

It's not that He Qingqing has never been served by others since she was a child, but in this situation, she always felt that it was weird to ask Liu Yanhan to feed herself. Just now, she was angry with others that she was not a child, and she always felt that it was wrong for her to ask like this. I deliberately made fun of myself.

Liu Yanhan didn't say anything, just smiled and handed the orange jade cup to He Qingqing's hand, and gave her a spoon to urge her.

"Hurry up, eat soup and meat while it's hot, and you can sleep easily, but be careful, it's a bit hot."

After He Qingqing took the spoon, he scooped up a spoonful of meat. The flesh was yellow and clear like jade, the meat of Dangli was as white as jade, and the flesh of orange was as bright and yellow as agate.

She blew it carefully, and chewed it carefully in her mouth. The taste was sour, slightly bitter and salty, and the taste only made people frown.

"How's it going? It's delicious!" Seeing He Qingqing frowning, Liu Yanhan asked carefully.

"It's okay, it won't taste worse than soup and medicine, don't worry, I can eat it." For people who grew up soaked in medicine jars, this bit of bitterness is a trivial matter.

He Qingqing scooped up a few spoonfuls and warmed it up and put it into his mouth. Slowly savoring it, he found that besides the sour, astringent, salty and bitter, the orange jade cup also returned to the sweetness, mixed with a fruity fragrance and sweetness. fluently.

Not long after, she swallowed the orange jade cup with soup and meat.

It's strange to say that it's just an orange roasted with green salt. I don't know why it's so warm and comfortable in the stomach. The soup moistens the throat all the way to the heart. And the oppression in the chest was swept away, and a cool and refreshing feeling rose faintly.

"Well, it's much better."

"Well, it's okay, I think it's mostly better now."

After eating.

Liu Yanhan waited on He Qingqing to wipe her hands and rinse her mouth, and cleaned up the stall for a long time.

Arranged for her to lie down and go to bed, and wrapped her up like a big red envelope with a quilt of dried plum blossoms, so as not to let the wind leak and freeze.

When Liu Yanhan was about to put down the bed curtain, turn off the lamp and leave.

He Qingqing suddenly stretched out his hand from under the quilt, grabbed the cuff of the robe that Liu Yanhan was wearing, and said in a soft tone: "I...I...can't sleep, can you stay with me for a while?"

In fact, He Qingqing didn't know what happened to herself tonight, she didn't look like herself anyway, she coughed for several nights and couldn't rest well, it was a lie to say that she wasn't sleepy, but she wanted to stay with Liu Yanhan for a while for no reason.

Even if this request seems a little unreasonable at the moment.

Liu Yanhan froze slightly, and wanted to persuade her to take a good rest, but when she turned her head and saw the timid and expectant eyes hidden behind the bedding, all the persistence in her heart was dispelled, let's just stay with her for a while longer .

"Okay, then stay with you for a while longer, but if you are sleepy for a while and can't stay up, you must sleep well."

"Mmm." He Qingqing's head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

This new female doctor in the mansion treats people with gentleness and courtesy, and she has an inexplicable sense of intimacy. In addition, the two of them are about the same age. After getting along with each other in the past few days, He Qingqing can't help but want to get closer to her.

So he gave way to the inner edge of the bed, made a large empty space by his side, raised his hand and patted the mattress, signaling Liu Yanhan to get on the bed and stay there.

Liu Yanhan quickly waved his hand and said: "No, I'll just stay by the bed with you, just lie down."

"It's very cold outside, you stay with me in bed for a while, and talk to me for a while." He Qingqing insisted.

Liu Yanhan couldn't be stubborn, so he had no choice but to compromise.

Soon the two of them were nestled under the same quilt, which looked like an oversized red envelope.

"Oh... As expected, it's still warm in the quilt." Liu Yanhan couldn't help but let out an exclamation when she got into the quilt fiercely.

When she first entered the bed, although there was a chill on her body, He Qingqing still couldn't help but leaned closer to her side quietly, like a moth longing for the fire, and couldn't help but approach, regardless of the heat and cold.

Finally the two settled down.

The fire light jumping slightly at the head of the bed was dim and bright, making the bedroom as warm as spring. The fire light swayed on Liu Yanhan's cheeks, flickering on and off, making it hard to see clearly, He Qingqing just stared at it quietly.

In fact, she just wanted to stay with Liu Yanhan for a while longer, but now she really stayed together and didn't know what to say, so the atmosphere fell into an inexplicable silence.

What I am most afraid of is suddenly being quiet and having nothing to say. Strictly speaking, Liu Yanhan is not a talkative person at all, but if he suddenly encounters an inexplicable quiet, he will force himself to become a chatterbox and chatter on his own .

"Miss He."

"Ok?"

"It's been a while now, aren't you sleepy now?"

"not sleepy."

"..."

When I was in Xinyi Valley before, Liu Yanhan liked to tell all kinds of weird stories to a group of juniors and sisters, especially the younger brother Liu Ya'er, who would rely on his senior sister to tell them every night before going to bed. In the last paragraph, I was willing to sleep obediently.

Anyway, the two of them are relatively speechless now, and they can't sleep for a while.

So, Liu Yanhan said on a whim, "Since you're not sleepy...how about I tell you a story, maybe you'll get sleepy after listening to it."

"Okay, you can say whatever you want, I'll listen."

"Well... what should I talk about?" Liu Yanhan raised her eyes and thought for a while, then suddenly she had an idea: "Hey... By the way, let me tell you about a bride in a sedan chair, have you heard of it?"

"No." He Qingqing shook his head and said.

"I heard this story from Mr. Shu in Wasili before. It's not very well told, so I guess I'll only learn about it. You can just listen to it."

"uh-huh-"

Liu Yanhan cleared his throat, and then imitated the storyteller's tone of voice.

"This... is a real story..." Before the opening, she deliberately emphasized.

"It is said that a long, long time ago, there was a small village with a population of about a hundred people. To enter and leave the village, you had to walk a long mountain road. There was a pool of water in the middle of the mountain road. If you say that the pool of water is strange, it is black. It’s like a bottomless pit, it’s dark and bottomless for many years, and it’s so cold that people in the village dare not go there.”

Suddenly Liu Yanhan's face was serious, so he said mysteriously and lowered his voice in He Qingqing's ear: "In this village, there has always been an unwritten fate. Cover your head and face, and don't get out of the sedan chair along the way, otherwise it will lead to misfortune."

Originally, He Qingqing was listening quietly from the side, but when disturbed by Liu Yanhan's mysterious tone, she even became nervous and stuttered a little, she hurriedly asked: "Why...why do you have to cover your head?" face?"

"I see you don't understand! Think about it, what color are the bridal sedan chair covers?"

"Red." He Qingqing thought for a while and answered.

"That's it. Red is an auspicious sign. It has always had the effect of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. Whenever you see ghosts and monsters, you must avoid them by three points. Women who have not been out of the court are delicate and are the most yin. They are easy to attract evil spirits and welcome relatives." All the things used are red to ward off evil spirits." Liu Yanhan answered seriously, as if his nose and eyes were true.

"I've never heard of this kind of statement...", so He Qingqing asked: "If you don't do it, what kind of misfortune will you have?"