Returning to the inner courtyard, the main room was lit with soft lights. In such a cold rainy night, there was a sense of warm expectation.
Ye Qing suddenly found that he was a little hesitant, his hand stopped on the door: "So this is the feeling of timidity at home?"
A familiar slender figure was cast on the paper window. There was a sound of oil fire crackling, and the shadow wavered twice, as if cutting the wick. Then he sat back down and held a scroll. It turned out that he was reading a book.
"Just get a glass lamp, using an oil lamp is not good for your eyes..." I stood quietly in the darkness for a while, feeling the feeling, thinking this way, and opened the door.
Qianqian looked back under the lamp, full of joy: "Are you back?"
"I'm back." Ye Qing took off his outer robe and handed it into her hand casually, saying, "The patriarch has something to do here, and he's talking to many people."
"Didn't you save it for a banquet?" Qianqian asked, not smelling the smell of alcohol.
"It's late, and you all know that I miss you, so who dares not to invite you to a banquet?" Ye Qingtian said shamelessly.
"Nonsense" Qianqian laughed and scolded, her face flushed, and she quickly changed the topic: "Although there is a carport, my clothes are damp. Go take a shower. I have already ordered the hot water to be turned on."
Ye Qing went in. The steam inside was steaming, and there was a familiar medicinal aroma. It turned out to be the prepared medicinal soup.
Qianqian poured some more boiling water into the tub, stretched out her hand to test the water temperature, with a half-smile on her face: "Lingling told me this is the recipe, you should try it yourself while it's hot."
She spelled the word "self" clearly, which showed that Zhou Ling had honestly reported the truth about the young master's experiment with medicinal baths on her.
Ye Qing shamelessly pretended not to hear it and jumped into the bathtub. Seeing that she was about to get new clothes, he called out: "Don't leave, stay with me."
Qianqian stayed and naturally helped wash her hair. Her impure body only did not accumulate dirt, but it could not prevent her hair from being stained with dirt. At this time, both men and women had long hair. In his previous life, Ye Qing had shaved his hair short to save effort.
, I often worry about washing my hair now.
Qianqian heard him complain several times, and was puzzled and amused. She helped wash her hair. After washing her hair, Ye Qing did not get up. The medicinal soup had to be soaked while it was hot, and there were still people boiling water outside.
Qianqian moved a small stool and sat beside her, helping to wipe her back and chatting about something.
Ye Qing asked, Qianqian told her about herself, but life in the courtyard was very simple, reading, writing some experiences in the evening, and then practicing.
When it came to cultivation, Ye Qing noticed Qianqian. At this time, with his vision reflecting the Dayan Divine Technique, he saw the true energy flowing in her body at a glance.
This is weak and pure true energy. Even with current eyesight, it appears to be very pure.
Then he asked casually: "Does Qianqian practice every day?"
"You said it's vomiting? Qianqian practices every day, and after practicing, she rarely has nightmares." Qianqian replied.
Ye Qing was thoughtful and talked about what happened when he met the clan leader just now. He couldn't help but sneer: "Sometimes, I really feel that this world is a little ridiculous. I have done so many things for the clan and I am still not satisfied."
"I would rather know what is right and what is wrong, but if I don't agree to it, I have a cold heart. Now I understand why hypocrites are so rampant."
"Then what should we do?" Qianqian was a little panicked.
"Don't be afraid, the clan leader has compromised. If anything happens, my clan won't want anything. As long as I can take Qianqian away, I won't miss her at all."
After hearing this, Qianqian's head started to buzz. She wanted to suppress it, but she couldn't help but feel full of joy. Most of the words below were spoken by Ye Qing. She was listening, occasionally asking, and mostly just looking.
He looked at Ye Qing and helped to wipe his back, a little smile bloomed on his face.
When the water temperature dropped and the steam decreased, Ye Qing finally noticed something strange: "Are you listening?"
"Ah..." Qianqian woke up and tried to remember: "It should be mentioned..."
Ye Qing was speechless and said: "I wrote a lot of letters to my family through the Internet, six of them were sent to you, and they all arrived?"
"Yes." Qianqian got up and ran out, moved a small mahogany box back, opened the lock, and took out six letters as if they were treasures: "I received them all, the last one was received only a few days ago, and the most annoying one is the fourth one.
The letter was obviously sent very early, but it arrived only after the fifth letter was received. Even if I asked them, they couldn’t find out why. It’s really annoying..."
Thinking of this, she still couldn't hide her anger. She had been anxiously waiting for two months.
Ye Qing laughed and looked at the thin letter paper and the small red wooden box. There were only a few pieces of jewelry. They were all small items he bought for her.
The oldest one is a small straw bracelet. I saw that she had worn it for a while and then disappeared. I didn’t want her to hide it, but it was a long time ago.
Ye Qing touched it, his eyes were a little dazed, and he seemed to feel something. He silently hid the letter back and asked carefully: "Is something wrong?"
Ye Qing thought for a moment and was about to shake his head when Qianqian held his hand and looked at him quietly, her hands soft and her eyes serious. Only then did Ye Qing remember that the girl in front of him had stubbornly guarded this family. She had never been so stubborn.
She is stronger than her appearance and name.
"There is something - marriage." Ye Qing looked into her eyes.
Qianqian was stunned, her head lowered, and her expression could not be seen clearly under the light. She just murmured: "It's a marriage... is she the princess of which palace, or is she the daughter of the prime minister's family?"
The more Qianqian reads, the more he knows. Among those legends about the two rankings of Jinshi, which one is not climbing high?
"No, they are too tall."
"That's Gongqing, the daughter of the Zhoubu family?"
"Neither"
"Is that the daughter of a high official in the county?"
"No." Ye Qing smiled and held her hand: "No, I am an ordinary person and I am not worthy of such a high-ranking family."
"Young Master is talking nonsense again. You are a Jinshi, how can you not be worthy?" Qianqian said angrily, and was about to say something else when she suddenly understood something and looked at him blankly.
"It's scheduled to be the Cao family, my cousin Cao Baijing"
In the previous life, she struggled like an ant, and her memory of her mother clan was no longer clear. However, Cao Baijing took refuge in the Ye Mansion and was able to survive, at least until the destruction of the Ye Family Villa.
Cao Baijing and Ye Qing are not without feelings. More importantly, Cao Baijing is truly intelligent and has a relatively broad-minded nature. Perhaps she is the only one who is suitable for this position.
Qianqian felt that she should be angry, but in his eyes, she couldn't resist. She felt knotty in her heart and turned into a sigh: "Master, you really... don't need to be like this."
Ye Qing smiled and didn't answer, but asked: "Aren't you jealous?"
Qianqian frowned: "It would be false to say that I am not jealous. I am also a woman... Even before, I was actually very jealous."
"I have been the young master's maid since I was... um, about three or four years old. I have been with him for so long that I have gotten used to it, and I just want to continue like this." Qianqian said in a daze.
"But people always have to grow up. A son is born, a scholar is selected, a candidate is selected, a Jinshi... more and more women are attracted to him. Not to mention, the people in the tribe are as happy as the Chinese New Year, and they treat me more and more.
You are more and more polite, but I always feel a little melancholy..."
"Zi Nan, Bai Jing... or to the women of the two families, the young master is like a towering tree... But Qianqian still remembers that when the young master was poor, the house at home was broken down, raining and leaking, and the clan was busy with spring plowing.
Without manpower, we should climb up and make up for it ourselves."
Ye Qing smiled: "At that time, you said that you were older than me, your sister, and that you had to work first. I was holding the ladder from below. Seeing you nervous up there would make you cry, which made me very nervous too."
This was an intentional joke, but Qianqian's eyes were in a trance, staring at the light without saying a word, as if she had returned to the past.
Ye Qing's heart moved, and he had some enlightenment. Perhaps for this girl, the past poor days have faded away from the hardship and bitterness over time, and have become the most mellow and beautiful wine in his memory.
"Young Master, do you still remember?" Qianqian came back to her senses and smiled a little shyly, but also a little happily: "Although I'm a little afraid of heights, I still got it done and it's not leaking anymore."
"I know, Qianqian is very capable and brave." Ye Qing said, after his father passed away, a hundred acres of land was taken over by the tribe in the name of "escrow". Finally, there was still some grain and rice, but many things in life,
It's not like a few bags of rice can get through it.
Thinking back to those days, when Qianqian was still a child, how did she support this family?
Qianqian shook her head: "Qianqian is not good at this, and is very timid, but I like the young master's words the most - everyone must work hard for their own home."
Ye Qing was a little dazed, but he was not surprised by these words.
I have met countless people in my past life and this life, but there are always some people who are ordinary and work hard silently. They don't realize it, but this is really a very precious wealth in life...
When many people become rich, they forget the beginning. In fact, they forget the past.
Qianqian didn't realize it and said what was in her heart: "Master, don't think too much of Qianqian... Qianqian worked hard for herself at that time, and I had nowhere to go."
"Is it true?"
"It's true." Qianqian lowered her head.
Ye Qing was silent for a long time, thinking in his mind: "But I didn't have anywhere to go at that time."
"I'm serious." Qianqian raised her head sharply and said louder: "And I still dream in my heart that the young master will marvel at me one day."
Ye Qing has lived two lives and has never heard Qianqian still have this wish: "Why are you amazed?"
"I don't know either..." Qianqian blushed: "Young Master is just like a towering tree, and Qianqian is just like grass. No matter how long it grows, it can't catch up. What does the big tree need the grass for?"
Her voice lowered: "But I always feel that one day, the young master will be amazed by me - every time I have this dream, I will be so happy that I laugh out loud in my dream."
Ye Qing was silent for a long time without saying a word. The room was quiet for a while, only soft breathing could be heard. After a long time, he suddenly said: "The water has become cold."
Qianqian was startled and stood up quickly: "I'll help you get your clothes."
"Wait a minute," Ye Qing said. Qian Qian turned around in surprise, only to see him looking solemn and saying, "Tomorrow I will teach you Taoism."
"good."
Listening to her unthinking answer, Ye Qing just smiled faintly. Judging from the speed of her agreement, he knew that she still didn't understand the essence of it.
Regardless of marriage or pampering, even if Cao Baijing reaches this position, there are many possibilities that she will still be unable to tolerate her. The only one who can truly protect her is Daofa.