It's cold and smooth, but not as soft as boneless. Holding it in your hand makes you reluctant to put it down.
Feng Qingchen's hands are slender, white and tender, but they are not so delicate that their fingers cannot touch the spring water. Feng Qingchen's hands are very strong, and the fingers are also covered with calluses, which shows that they are a pair of working hands.
"Lan Jiuqing, let go."
Knowing who the visitor was, Feng Qingchen was no longer so nervous. He pulled back his hand and climbed up, staring at Lan Jiuqing in the darkness.
The sharpness in his eyes was completely different from that of just waking up.
No woman would be happy if she woke up in the middle of the night and found a grown man sitting next to her.
Fortunately, Feng Qingchen was very courageous. If it had been an ordinary person, he would have been scared to death.
This Lan Jiuqing is like a ghost, silent.
"What happened to your hand?"
"I can draw it myself." Feng Qingchen didn't lie, but she didn't make any clear intention either. She quietly moved back, intending to put some distance between the two of them.
She was afraid that something would happen to this dark, lonely man and a woman sitting on the same bed.
Men are all animals that think with their lower bodies. Although she doesn't want to get married, she doesn't want to ruin her innocence either.
Lan Jiuqing frowned unhappily, but unfortunately Feng Qingchen didn't see it at all. When Lan Jiuqing didn't speak for a long time, Feng Qingchen asked, "Are you injured?"
Feng Qingchen sniffed and found that he could not smell blood.
"No, is it possible that I would only come to you if I was injured?" Lan Jiuqing was still struggling with the distance between the two and the injury on Feng Qingchen's left hand.
But it was obvious that Feng Qingchen didn't want to say more, and it was useless for him to ask again.
"You're not hurt, so why did you come to see me? It's so late at night, it would scare people to death." She is a doctor. Why would most people go to the doctor when they have nothing to do, especially so late at night?
Ahem...
Lan Jiuqing looked away uncomfortably.
He couldn't tell Feng Qingchen.
He couldn't sleep at night, so he came to Feng Mansion by some strange combination.
Not to mention Feng Qingchen, even he himself didn't believe this reason.
"I heard that you entered the palace today?" Lan Jiuqing brought up this matter in a hurry.
"Yes." Feng Qingchen nodded warily.
She felt that this Lan Jiuqing was very unusual. Before Lan Jiuqing could ask, she added, "Don't ask me what happened to me or what happened. I won't tell you, I can't tell you, and I don't want to make up lies to deceive you."
Lan Jiuqing was blocked by Feng Qingchen and didn't know how to answer the question. His face darkened: "You know I'm here to ask you what happened in the palace?"
Unfortunately, it was too dark and he was wearing a mask. Feng Qingchen would be able to see him one day.
"No, what are you doing here?"
…
Lan Jiuqing rolled his eyes.
It's okay, so he can't come?
Now that I'm here, I might as well do something to avoid wasting my trip.
"Stretch out your hands." Lan Jiuqing was too lazy to talk to Feng Qingchen and pointed at Feng Qingchen's hands that were tucked into the quilt.
"what are you up to?"
You're not going to cut off her hand, are you?
"Don't worry, your hand won't be ruined." Lan Jiuqing's face turned even darker.
This woman really doesn't know a good heart.
He stretched out his long arm and grabbed Feng Qingchen's hand, regardless of whether Feng Qingchen wanted it or not.
"Ah..." Feng Qingchen also fell forward. If it weren't for Lan Jiuqing's support, he would have fallen out of bed.
"Shut up, you want to attract everyone, you think your reputation is too good, don't you?"
While talking, he gently massaged Feng Qingchen's hands.
Feng Qingchen was just thinking about what to say when he felt a warm and numb feeling coming from his fingers.
"You..." Feng Qingchen raised his head and looked at Lan Jiuqing in surprise.
This man came over late at night just to massage her hands.
She doesn't believe it...
"What am I, get it with the other hand."
Under the silver face, there was a smile in the starry eyes, but unfortunately the beauty was too nervous to see it at all.
…
Lan Jiuqing came suddenly and left inexplicably.
One night, except for massaging Feng Qingchen's hands, he said nothing.
In such an atmosphere, Feng Qingchen certainly did not dare to speak.
She was also afraid that rumors about Feng Qingchen having an affair would spread in the stable.
Feng Qingchen always felt that there was something strange between the two of them, but he couldn't explain why. Plus, his hands were being held by someone. Well... well, the most important thing was that Lan Jiuqing's massage skills were really good.
High, and her hand was really sore, and she couldn't bear to pull it back.
It wasn't until dawn, when Lan Jiuqing let go of her hand and said he was leaving that she realized what was wrong.
The two of them share a bed!
Not to mention ancient times, even in modern times, it is extremely rude for a grown man who is not related by blood to sit on a girl's bed all night. In ancient times, it would be shocking.
Boom...
Lan Jiuqing walked forward, while Feng Qingchen rolled onto the bed holding the quilt.
Lan Jiuqing, you have gone too far.
No matter how bad my reputation is, Feng Qingchen, you can't do this. If this spreads out, I still have the face to see people.
Dong dong dong...
Feng Qingchen regarded the bed board as Lan Jiuqing and beat it desperately.
Ahhhh...
She provoked whomever, one or two of them didn't like her, and one or two of them didn't regard her as a woman.
Woo woo woo...
Feng Qingchen was so depressed that Zhou Xing came to knock on the door.
"Who is it?" I didn't wake up angry today, but my temper was still strong enough.
Zhou Xing has long been used to it, and he only occasionally muttered, "How can any man stand Feng Qingchen like this? I guess I can only make peace with him for the rest of my life."
"Sister, someone is looking for you."
"Here we come." I feel depressed, but life still has to go on.
Feng Qingchen got out of bed, found a set of clothes and put them on, then casually picked up a hair tie and tied up her hair. After tidying it up, she opened the door.
"Who came to me so early in the morning and refused to let me live?" Feng Qingchen was extremely depressed.
Since the Peach Blossom Festival, she has been in constant trouble.
"A member of the Xie family." Zhou Xing sent a post to Feng Qingchen: "Mrs. Xie held a poetry meeting and invited my sister to go?"
"The Xie family? Not going." Feng Qingchen didn't even look at it: "By the way, who is the person who sent the post to the Xie family?"
She was very curious as to who else in the Xie family would be willing to go to Feng Mansion.
"The third son of the Xie family."
"Only he will come." Feng Qingchen nodded.
Zhou Xing saw that Feng Qingchen's expression was not good, and he was afraid that she would act impulsively, so he persuaded her: "Sister, the Xie family has a noble concubine in the palace."
It means you can't afford to offend.
Feng Qingchen sighed, Zhou Xing was right, but she would not enter Xie's house.
"Tell Mr. Xie that I fell into the water yesterday and am ill. I can't go."
After saying that, he crossed Zhou Xing and walked out.
With Xie's ability, he would definitely know what happened yesterday.
"is this okay?"
Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen really didn't like the Xie family and went directly to freshen up and have breakfast.
Breakfast is red date porridge and a bowl of pig blood soup.
Feng Qingchen had black streaks all over his head. This was probably a bit too much.
However, you’d better drink it obediently these days.