Even with an extra cloak, Fang Qing still felt an icy chill coming from his shoulders.
"Miss Third, your hands are so cold. Don't sit in the limelight. I'll push Miss Third back to the house."
Fang Qing shook her head lightly. "No, just push me to the garden to relax." After staying in Lan Xin Ju for a long time, it's time to come out for some air.
Chunxiang pushed the wheelchair behind her silently.
Fang Qing told the carpenter based on his impression that he wanted to make a chair with four wheels buckled under the chair post. Unexpectedly, the carpenter actually made it. Although the technical content was far inferior to modern ones, it was able to achieve a total victory.
It's better to live without it.
In this way, she would occasionally go out to get some air, and she would not have to work so hard that Chunxiang would carry her back in and out.
The autumn wind blows gently.
The fallen leaves, flying into butterflies, rolled down from the high branches and fell to the ground. After being swept away by the autumn wind, they made a rustling and light sound.
On the path paved with stone slabs, two figures quietly admired the red maples taking off in the sky, silently. Only the wheelchair made of pure wood rolled over the stone slabs, making a grunting sound.
Fang Qing's lips curled up slightly, and she stared at the bright red maple leaves dancing in the wind. She spread her hands, and a red leaf fell on her palm.
She gently pinched the leaf stem with her fingers and touched the red veins with clear texture, and her eyes gained a soft and gentle luster. Suddenly, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, she raised her hand, and the red leaves drifted away in the wind.
In the distance, talented and beautiful ladies, as beautiful as a picture scroll, came hand in hand, with sweet smiles on their faces, and occasionally whispered to each other, as if they were talking about some interesting things.
As the wind blew, the beautiful young man raised his eyes to the elegant figure under the red maple tree. The rare smile on her face followed the flying red maples in the sky, and painted a moving picture, which was engraved on his face.
The marks in his eyes were engraved deep into his head, and he could no longer move.
"Brother Qi, what are you looking at?" The coquettish and graceful girl leaned in his arms and followed his demented gaze.
At this sight, the sweet smile on her face slowly sank, sinking to an unknown place.
"Brother Qi ignores Jing'er, and Jing'er refuses to obey." She coquettishly muttered with her red lips, facing Yu Tianqi head-on, blocking the figure from his sight.
Well--
Yu Tianqi came back from his obsessed gaze. He touched her soft black hair with pity and smiled.
"Brother Qi, in order to punish you, Jing'er decided, decided -" Her eyes moved, pointing towards Fang Qing's position. "Brother Qi went to see the red maple with Jing'er."
Yu Tianqi's eyes drifted to Fang Qing in the distance, and seeing her relaxed expression of contentment, he didn't even want to spoil it. "Next time, Jing'er, Brother Qi still has a lot of official business to deal with, so this time
I won’t accompany you anymore.”
"No, no, Jing'er wants to see it. Jing'er really wants to see those beautiful leaves. Brother Qi will accompany Jing'er to see them. Do you want to go and see them?" Her coquettish voice widened.
Looking at Fang Qing, who was seeing red leaves flying in the air, she raised her eyebrows slightly. "Chunxiang, let's go back."
"Miss Third, why don't you watch for a little longer?" Chunxiang was puzzled. She turned around and caught a glimpse of two familiar figures out of the corner of her eye, and understood instantly.
"What a disappointment." She muttered, and then she stood behind Fang Qing and pushed the wheelchair. She wanted to turn back to Lan Xinju along the original path, but was blocked by Lu Yijing's scream.
ah--
She deliberately fell weakly into Yu Tianqi's arms.