Qi Minghe suddenly closed his fingers, hid them behind his back, and smiled at him: "How does it taste?"
Huangfu's cold eyes narrowed his evil eyes, and his charming eyes were slightly raised, outlining an unspeakable gaze.
"Hand, what's wrong?"
"Nothing." Qi Minghe continued to laugh.
"Put it out and let me see."
Qi Minghe's heart suddenly warmed up again. Although he ignored her, if it were now like this, he would still miss her.
"It's really nothing. Just keep eating. Don't let it get cold." He urged him to eat.
Huangfu's cold evil eyes were focused deeply, and his gaze fell on her hand. Then he turned back and looked at the food in front of him, and he understood it almost instantly.
Seeing him turn his head back, Qi Minghe chuckled twice.
However, the next moment, I felt like my whole body was being pulled apart.
He said coldly: "You did it?"
Qi Minghe: "..."
The food he was going to eat was just left here quietly. Qi Minghe was suddenly pulled in front of him, and now he stood beside him so helplessly. It was unclear what the expression on his face was at this time.
, I just felt his deep eyebrows raised, I don’t know what he was thinking.
Qi Minghe's heart suddenly panicked.
It was precisely because I couldn't understand that I was panicking, not knowing whether to be happy or angry.
When I was thinking about it, I felt my hand being pulled by him.
He didn't know when he had seen through the cover-up just now, and even if he said it was okay, it would be of no use.
I only felt a little pain when my hand was pulled by him, so at this moment, I frowned inadvertently, "Hiss..."
Huangfu Hanguang raised his eyes and stared at her intently.
His originally cold gaze had revealed a bit of charm.
Without saying a word, she just put the food aside to dry, raised her hand, and in the next moment, her gauze had been pulled apart, and some red wounds were exposed in front of her eyes.
Qi Minghe looked away in embarrassment.
Finally... I came up with this idea and helped him cook a meal, and ended up like this.
At this moment, he wanted to take his hand back and said, "Stop looking..."
Just by pulling like this, I suddenly felt a pain in the wound on my fingertip, and I accidentally pulled the wound completely. At this time, the red wound actually tore open and turned red.
The fingertips were broken and bleeding, and now I just felt a stinging pain in my heart.
Huangfu Hanguang looked at the wound and still said nothing. He just frowned and raised her hand.
Lifting his hand, Qi Minghe still felt a warmth in the wound before he could recover.
The pain that was almost unbearable suddenly eased and stopped hurting.
At the same time, he gently tugged at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were filled with tears, and he bit his lips desperately to prevent himself from crying and laughing.
Huangfu Hanguang actually took her fingertips into his mouth and gently helped her stop the bleeding.
"Cold light..."
Qi Minghe suddenly didn't know what to say.
The food was delicious and there was this quiet scene.
Although his face was expressionless, he was doing the most loving things to her.
Qi Minghe suddenly raised his other hand, stretched out to his blurry eyes, and gently wiped away the tears in his eyes to prevent them from overflowing.
At this moment, he looked at Huangfu's cold and stern side face and bit his lip gently.
His slender figure moved, and he did not look at her, but his attention was entirely on the injured finger.
Qi Minghe just looked at it and grinned again.
…
The weather is fine. Although it is autumn, it is not that cold. Compared with summer, it is a little bit cooler, which just relieves the long-lasting heat.
The cicadas were chirping during the Mid-Autumn Festival in the Qi Mansion. Qi Jianqing stood on the stage where the incense picking competition was held, looking quietly at the audience.
The past is still vivid in my mind, the prosperity back then, and now my wife and children are separated.
The married ones are already married, but the unmarried ones are staying behind closed doors. There are fewer dirty things in the house, and there is more of an indifferent atmosphere.
This year's royal incense has been condensed and sent to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. What he is most worried about now is Qi Minghe.
At this time, her eyes fell and only stayed at the position where Minghe stood that night. At that time, she suffered all kinds of grievances and rumors from everyone. Although Miaoling had tampered with her, the spices no longer smelled good.
, but for her, nothing can defeat her, and she still insists on not giving up.
Maybe it’s because the blood of a virgin flows in my bones, I know too well what I want and what I don’t want, and I have the courage to pursue what I love...
so……
This time, he went to ask Su Shiyu to bring Minghe back overnight, but she insisted and did not come back.
Afterwards, listening to Su Shirui's retelling of the conversation at that time, Minghe decided to stay in Huangfu Mansion even though he knew he might regret it, and his heart ached.
How could the family be broken up, the hatred between father and son separated by yin and yang, and even the hatred of the entire Huangfu Mansion disappear without a trace because of a single love?
Even if Huangfu Hanguang really loves Minghe, he will never allow himself to be a person who is blinded by love. The hatred and plotting of the family for nearly a hundred years and three generations will never let go so easily.
Ming He still... thought too little.
In Huangfu's mansion, I don't know what kind of suffering I am suffering at this time.
Qi Jianqing sighed, and the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. At this moment, he stood in the pavilion with his hands behind his hands. Regarding the events of that year... he thought that the dust had settled, and everything that happened back then was just an accident. If the recent Huangfu Mansion
It's not that so many things have happened, I'm afraid...he will really think like this until he is buried in peace.
"well……"
In the Su Mansion, Su Shengli, who he had befriended back then, has also passed away, and the remaining young masters from the other three aristocratic families have only casual acquaintances with the Qi Mansion.
No one can truly understand his worry.
"Flat."
Qi Jianqing's voice sounded in the empty pavilion.
Not far behind him, someone came out immediately: "Master, did you call me?"
"Go down and ask someone to prepare a carriage. I will go to the Su Mansion today to stay with nephew Su Shi for two days."
"master?"
"Why don't you go quickly?"
If you do too many things that are harmful to your heart, you will eventually feel uneasy and uneasy...
What should he do so that the spirit of Huangfu's honest government can rest in peace in heaven, and the descendants of Huangfu's house no longer have to bear this pain, so that Minghe... can not have to pay for the mistakes they made in the first place?
After all, it is youth and frivolousness after all...
Knowing that there must be hidden secrets in what the fathers told them, they still followed it without paying attention.
It is not that they have no responsibility at all for killing Huangfu's honest government.
Qi Jianqing looked at the branches with yellow leaves gradually falling, and sighed inexplicably.
At this time, I only felt the wind blowing behind me, as if there was some movement behind me, and someone was passing behind me.
He turned around and saw nothing but a peaceful garden scene...
"Alas..." He sighed again.
Sure enough, I don't know if it's because of a guilty conscience, but I've been feeling uneasy these past few days, and I haven't even slept well.
Either I think of Qi Minghe, or I think of what happened back then.
Drunk in the pavilion, drinking wine and talking happily.
At this moment, on a tree behind the opera pavilion in the lobby of Qi Mansion, the dense shade of the trees was layered, covering a cold figure. Xiao Yu was standing on the tree, staring at Qi Jianqing's back elusively. He had just
That entranced look and all of Qi Ping's instructions fell into his ears.
Xiao Yu continued to stare at Qi Jianqing motionlessly at this time, but his eyes gradually became complicated.
I kept thinking of Huangfu Hanguang standing in the Xunyang Tower yesterday and looking at the east courtyard soberly. The owner of his family must have looked at him like that, presumably because he didn't want Qi Mansion to really have any contact with Huangfu Mansion.
"..." Xiao Yu remained silent.
Still standing coldly on the tree.
Qi Jianqing stood in the pavilion for a long time before Qi Ping ordered someone to prepare a carriage and drive directly to the garden.
"Sir, the carriage is ready. When should we set off?"
Qi Jianqing looked at the carriage in front of him, feeling uneasy: "Let's go now."
…
The carriage drove slowly from Qi Mansion to Su Mansion, but they heard that Su Shiyu was not in Su Mansion, but living in a separate courtyard at the foot of Mang Mountain.
Qi Jianqing thought for a while and asked someone to drive the carriage from Su Mansion to Mangshan Villa.
When they arrived at the other courtyard, it was already dark, and Su Shiyu had already received the news and was waiting for Qi Jianqing's arrival in front of the other courtyard.
"Shibo?" He was very surprised.
Qi Jianqing smiled a little tiredly: "Shiyou, Shibo is here to bother you again."
Su Shirui glanced at the person accompanying him at this time and waved his hand: "Go down."
He came forward again and welcomed Qi Jianqing out of the carriage.
"Shibo, you came to see Shi Yu, why are you bothering me? Come in quickly. It's just..."
"Just what?"
"I just couldn't bring Xiaohe back, Shibo, I'm sorry."
At this moment, the two people just stood at the door of the other courtyard, looking at each other. Qi Jianqing's old eyes narrowed, and he smiled with a helpless expression.
This was the second time he came to Su Shiyu late at night, both times...for the same thing.
If possible, he would be willing to suffer for Ming He.
Su Shiyu welcomed Qi Jianqing in, and Qi Jianqing also politely said that he would come with them to discuss some matters.
At this time, the people in front of the gate of Mangshan Villa dispersed, and the whole courtyard became more lively due to the arrival of Qi Jianqing.
Outside the Mangshan Villa, the night covered the distant scenery, and the dense woods also made the courtyard appear isolated from the world. But under the tree, there was only one person standing at this time.
Xiao Yu held a sword coldly and was leaning against the tree trunk. Listening to the words just at the door, his tall figure stood upright little by little.
At this moment, just watching Su Shiyu and Qi Jianqing walk in, they stood here quietly.
He was not in a hurry to go back and report to Huangfu Hanguang, nor was he in a hurry to go into the Mangshan Villa to inquire.
At this moment, he was just standing here in such a deserted manner, watching this increasingly unusual development, and the hand holding the sword froze, as if he had imagined...