Yu Wenhao sat on the chair, holding his head and thinking for a moment. When he raised his head, he still had a blank look on his face. Then he reached out and took Yuan Qingling's hand. Yuan Qingling pulled away. He said seriously: "Don't make trouble, hold your hand."
Hands, I can calm my mind and think about it slowly."
Yuan Qingling had no choice but to let him hold her wrist.
After a while, she asked: "Have you remembered?"
Yu Wenhao said melancholy: "Maybe it would be better to hold her."
"You..." Yuan Qing Ling was angry, "Can you be more serious?"
Yu Wenhao's eyes were messy, "I'm very serious, but my brain is like a ball of cotton stuck with nowhere to start."
"Think about it again, the clothes, headwear, or other things in Chu Shoufu's hands..." Yuan Qingling reminded.
"Clothes...clothes," Yu Wenhao suddenly raised his head, "Crane, yes, that's the clothes. The crane can move and make a clicking sound from its mouth."
Yuan Qingling understood and said to Xu: "Bring a bottle of wine and bring in a chicken."
Xu Yi turned around and went, and after a while he came back with the wine and handed it to Yuan Qingling. Yuan Qingling said to Yu Wenhao: "Drink half the bottle in one breath, and you will be half drunk."
Yu Wenhao asked: "Why do you want to drink?"
"Drink!" Yuan Qingling did not explain, but gave a heavy order.
Yu Wenhao took the wine, raised his head and drank half the bottle, "I'm not that drunk."
"Just drink it. Wait a minute and lie down on the recliner." Yuan Qing said.
Yu Wenhao walked straight over and the moment he lay down, his head felt a little dizzy.
Xu Yi snatched a chicken from the cook's hand that was about to be decapitated and ran away.
Yuan Qingling asked him to hold the chicken on his chest and walked towards Yu Wenhao. The chicken was frightened and made a clucking sound.
Yu Wenhao felt dizzy in front of his eyes. He especially felt that the sound of the rooster's crow was particularly harsh, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.
Yuan Qingling stroked his forehead and whispered: "Relax your body and let your mind go."
Yu Wenhao's whole body sank and relaxed.
"You went back to the side room of the Yamen the day before yesterday. You were sleeping. You were in a daze, very sleepy, very sleepy, very sleepy. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. You woke up, a little angry at being disturbed, but you still opened the door.
,At this time, you see..."
Two days ago.
Yu Wenhao looked at Chu Shoufu and Chu Mingyang sleepily, "Is it you?"
Chu Shoufu walked in, and the winter sun outside shone in, which was a bit dazzling. He took a step back, his eyes were dazzled, and he saw that Chu Shoufu's chest seemed to be strange. He took a few glances, and the embroidered crane on his clothes actually moved.
He felt his head was a little heavy and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, "Chu Chief Fu came to visit unexpectedly. What's going on?"
But Chu Shoufu stepped away, and Chu Mingyang stepped forward and looked at him, "Your Majesty, do you still remember what I said to you next to the waterside pavilion?"
"What are you talking about?" Yu Wenhao sat on the chair, feeling a little dizzy and feeling strange in his heart.
"I said," Chu Mingyang walked over slowly, squatted down beside him, and put his hands on his knees, "I said I want to marry you."
Yu Wenhao felt sleepy and closed his eyes, but did not forget to remove her hand, "Don't touch me, respect yourself."