Miss Difficult to Marry

Another fine day today.

Chen Qingyu stood outside the door and looked at the sky, and finally decided to advance into the city.

The old woman went around the village, and when she came back, she was very happy: "It just so happens that my nephew is going to the city today. His cart is big and spacious..."

When Chen Qingyun came out with Qin Yuzhen on his arm, he finally saw what the old woman called a spacious cart.

This is a wooden cart pulled by an old ox. It is spacious, but there are still some firewood and a few bags of rice tied on it, and there is only some open space at the back.

"Er Zhu, this girl has bad legs and feet, please slow down on the way."

The old woman exhorted.

"Okay, okay, okay."

This young man named Erzhu looked honest and honest, but he also stuttered.

The two rested for a while, and now they finally regained some energy. Chen Qingyun helped Qin Yuzhen onto the cart, and then thanked the old woman and said goodbye.

The ox cart slowly got on the road, left Zhuangzi, and headed east all the way.

The bullock cart was walking slowly on the road, but no matter how slow it was, it couldn't withstand the bumps of this bumpy dirt road.

Chen Qingyu was fine, except for a little shaking, nothing was wrong, but Miss Qin was different, she had never been in such a rough bullock cart, a bump almost shook her under the cart.

After Chen Qingyun pulled her back a few times, she had no choice but to sit next to her, "You lean on me, don't wait for it to fall, if something bad happens, I will waste all my efforts."

Qin Yuzhen glared at her, and slowly leaned his head on her shoulder.

Chen Qingyu was a little uncomfortable, so he had nothing to say: "Well, didn't the maid next to you follow you? Why did she go?"

Qin Yuzhen: "You mean Hui'er?"

"The bandits took us away at the time, but the girl kept screaming in fright. Those people thought she was noisy, so they knocked her out and threw her down the mountain."

No wonder.

"Rongli?"

"..."

"Do you have a good girl in the capital?"

"what!"

Qin Yuzhen raised his head from her shoulder and looked at her profile.

"No, no, where can I find a good friend."

Simply put, where did Miss Qin think of?

Chen Qingyun said: "My father is very strict. If there is such a thing, he will break my leg."

When Qin Yuzhen heard this, she put her head on her shoulder again.

Chen Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief and dared not talk to her anymore, who knows what this young lady is thinking.

After passing through several mountains and forests all the way, perhaps because of being too tired, Qin Yuzhen fell asleep on the rickety ox cart.

She wrapped her black silk around Chen Qingyu's body, and her fair and pretty face was close to her ears.

At about the end of the day, the ox cart finally entered the city, came from the west city, went east, turned a few street corners, and arrived at the stone bridge.

In front of the main gate of the Qin Mansion, two gatekeepers were standing leaning on the lion.

The cow slowly stopped under the stone steps, and the two young men hurried over, "Go, go, you don't even look at this place, what are you doing with a broken car here, get out of here. "

Er Zhu, who was driving the car, hurriedly said: "Two, two, I, this, this is something important, something..."

"Nothing important, if you don't leave, be careful and give him a good beating."

As soon as the man finished speaking, he saw two people coming down from the back of the car.

"Be careful." Chen Qingyu helped Qin Yuzhen walk over slowly.

"Little, miss."

The eyes of the two young men were wider than those of the old scalper, "Miss is back!"

A clever boy came to his senses and ran in to report the news within a few steps.

Tired all the way, Chen Qinyuzhen was sore all over the place, her complexion was dull, weak and weak, and she looked pitiful, while Chen Qingyun was not much better, her face was haggard, and a set of clothes and boots were not clean at all. On the ground, all in a mess.

Standing together, the two are a living pair of fateful mandarin ducks.

After going up the steps, Qin Yuzhen asked, "Where is the master?"

The servant hurriedly replied: "Master is talking to several adults in the study."

Chen Qingyu ordered the servant: "The owner of the bullock cart, please come to the house for a cup of tea first, and ask someone to collect the things on the cart."

The boy quickly agreed.

As soon as the two of them entered the gate, Master Qin came quickly from the corridor over there, and behind him were several people from the government.

"Shibo."

Chen Qingyu cupped his hands.

Master Qin had a serious face, he nodded, reached out and patted Chen Qingyun on the shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work."

"father."

"Zhen'er." Master Qin choked up a sob as soon as he opened his mouth, "...just come back.

After a while, Master Qin turned around and said to the anti-theft officers: "I want you to worry about it, and please ask your adults to do it earlier."

"Master Qin, don't worry. Since Miss Qin has returned safely, we have nothing to worry about. None of those weed thieves can escape."

Chen Qingyu: This is going to be a deadly move.

While talking, I saw a group of people, the maid and the mother-in-law, running out.

"Miss, ma'am..."

"God bless you, it's safe to say you're back."

These maids and women surrounded Qin Yuzhen like stars.

"Master Rong, please come here and say a few words." An anti-theft officer said politely.

Just as Chen Qingyu was about to walk away, she saw the moon look back at her.

Chen Qingyun turned his eyes away, lowered his head, and walked away.

The visitor asked about the situation on the mountain, then he took his leave and left. The people and wealth of the Qin family here are safe and everyone is happy.

When Chen Qingyu returned to the south courtyard, Feng Laosi was waiting anxiously outside the courtyard gate.

As soon as Feng Laosi saw her, he hurried up to meet her, "How are you doing, are you okay?"

He looked at Chen Qingyun from head to toe, for fear that Chen Qingyun was missing an arm or a leg.

"It's okay, I'm just tired, fourth uncle, I'll go in first and change into clothes."

Chen Qing was listless.

Feng Laosi followed her, asking questions all the time.

Asking Chen Qingyu gave me a headache.Then, Chen Qingyu really had a headache, maybe it was because she was tired all night and the cold wind was blowing on the mountain for too long, maybe she was thinking about too many things, anyway, after she came back and slept for a day and a night, she really fell ill .

Three or two days passed, and although Chen Qingyu was not bedridden, he had a headache and a stuffy nose and his limbs were weak, and he had to stop to catch his breath after walking a few steps.

The maid Cuizhu came in with a silver hanging basket.

"Hey, Green Bamboo." Chen Qingyu called out weakly, "What kind of medicine did you give me? It's so painful, why can't I get better? Look, it's been a few days."

Cuizhu poured out the remaining medicine residue, "Young Master Rong, don't worry, this illness comes like a mountain, and goes away like a thread, you have to rest for two days."

Chen Qingyu had no choice but to take a rest, since he was alone anyway.

Feng Laosi waited for Cuizhu to go out with the sling, and then walked into the room, saw Chen Qingyu half lying on the couch, covering his body with a woolen jacket, he clicked his tongue twice: "Tell me about you, find the crime yourself Is it okay to be a hero, and I can bear you."

Chen Qingyun closed her eyes, then beckoned Feng Lao Si to come over, she took out a prescription from her bosom, and said, "Fourth Uncle, you go outside and replace the angelica on this prescription with ephedra."

Feng Laosi took it over, "Look at you, let me tell you, if something happens to you, I don't know how to explain it to my elder brother."

"Okay, fourth uncle, are you afraid that I won't die or something."

She stood up, "When I got the medicine back, I changed it quietly, and don't let that green bamboo see it."

"Understood." Feng Lao Si put Fang Zi in his arms, "I'm going now."

Chen Qingyun closed her eyes, it was uncomfortable.

There was a wind blowing outside, rustling the scraped window paper.

I don't know how long he had been lying there, but Chen Qingyu woke up with half-closed eyes. Someone outside looked around for a few times, and then someone spoke in a low voice: "I think Young Master Rong seems to be seriously ill?"

Cuizhu's voice: "It's much better than before. This illness comes on in a hurry. How can it be cured so quickly? Go tell Miss, and tell Young Master Rong that there is nothing serious."

"oh, I see."

After a while, people outside were heard leaving.

Chen Qingyun sighed, since she came back, she and Qin Yuzhen haven't seen each other for a few days.

She was afraid to see it, and she didn't dare to see it.

Half an hour later, the little maid Tao'er just came in with a hanging basket when she heard someone shouting outside: "Sister Cuizhu, Miss is here."

"Miss is here?" The maids in the room panicked when they first heard it.

A maid opened the door curtain, and Miss Qin came in from the door.

"Miss." Several maids hurriedly saluted respectfully.

Chen Qingyu lay on the bed, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

After waiting for a while, there was no sound in the room.

Chen Qingyun slightly moved his eyelids.

"Go, bring a chair over here."

This is Qin Yuzhen's voice.

After a while, someone moved the chair over and placed it not far from the bed.

Qin Yuzhen sat down on a chair slowly.

Time passed little by little, and there was only the sound of breathing in the room.

Chen Qingyu still had her eyes closed, what she wanted to do most now was to slap herself unconscious.

Someone gently closed the window, and Chen Qingyu opened his eyes when he heard the movement.

"Hey! Miss Qin, why are you here? Cough cough, Cui Zhu, come and help me up."

Cuizhu was stunned for a moment, she was fine just now, why did she become so weak after a while?

Qin Yuzhen's makeup is clear today, and she sits there bright and elegant: "Master Rong is still ill?"

Chen Qingyu struggled to sit up, "It's okay, it's just a little typhoid fever, cough, cough~"

She looked terminally ill, as if she would lose her breath if she said a word.

Qin Yuzhen pursed her red lips, waited for her to catch her breath, then lowered her voice and said, "Why don't you invite the doctor?"

Cui Zhu hurriedly replied: "Miss, the doctor just saw it yesterday. At that time, the doctor said that it is not a serious problem. After taking a few doses of medicine, it will gradually recover. I don't know what happened today. It is fine..."

"It's okay, I just go up and down for a while, didn't the doctor say it, just take a few more medicines, Miss Qin, look, I'm sick now, you're rich and precious, just in case I pass on the sickness to you Not good."

Qin Yuzhen looked at her calmly with her beautiful eyes.

"Are you driving me away?"