Wen Qiyu smiled slightly, took the ointment and left, leaving the flower hall.
Backyard, wing room.
After Qingcheng came back, she lay on the bed. She closed her eyes and wanted to rest for a while, but some vague pictures vaguely appeared in her mind.
Those pictures were messy, as if a net was trying to pull her in. She wanted to break free but was powerless.
At this moment, someone suddenly held her arm, and a man's voice came to her ear: "Qingcheng."
Qingcheng opened her eyes suddenly, a murderous look flashed in her eyes, and reached out to grab the man's throat.
This was her instinctive reaction out of self-protection.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Wen Qiyu felt the movements of her hands and did not move rashly. He only asked her in a low voice.
Qingcheng gradually woke up. She saw clearly the person in front of her and quickly took her hand back and said, "I'm sorry, I was stunned for a moment."
Wen Qiyu saw some cold sweat on her forehead and thought she was sick, so he reached out and touched her forehead, which felt a little cold.
He frowned and asked, "I'll ask Mrs. Shen to come and take a look at you."
Qingcheng stopped him and said, "No, I'm not sick, I'm just a little tired."
After saying that, she asked again: "Why are you here?"
Wen Qiyu was afraid that she would misunderstand, so he explained: "I knocked on the door, but I didn't hear your movement. I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I didn't invite myself in."
Qingcheng knew that he was a man of rules, and it was thanks to him that he was trapped in a nightmare just now.
When Wen Qiyu saw that she was silent, he asked again, "Do you often do this?"
Qingcheng said: "It used to be like this a lot in the past, but it's much better now."
Since meeting them, her nightmares have become less and less frequent. The reason why she has nightmares today is because listening to the stories about Xiao Chengyi and Mu Yun'an brought back her past.
Wen Qiyu didn't ask any more questions. He just took out the porcelain bottle that Xin Ruyi gave him, handed it to her and said, "Mrs. Shen asked me to give this to you."
Qingcheng took it with some curiosity, then opened it and smelled a refreshing fragrance.
She asked curiously: "What is this?"
Wen Qiyu said: "Mrs. Shen said it is a beauty product. Use it once in the morning and evening to make your skin better."
Qingcheng raised her head and looked at Wen Qiyu suspiciously, and asked him: "When we were eating just now, why didn't Madam give it to me instead of asking you to give it to me?"
Wen Qiyu lied without blushing and said, "She forgot to give it to you just now, so she gave it to me and asked me to bring it to you."
Qingcheng raised her eyebrows and asked again: "Does everyone in the house have them? Or am I the only one who has them?"
The corner of Wen Qiyu's lips twitched, and he was quite speechless. Is this woman not doing it on purpose? He turned away, still confused: "How do I know?"
Qingcheng's eyes turned and she pretended to get out of bed: "Then I'll ask Madam."
Wen Qiyu hurriedly stopped her, with a somewhat evil look in his eyes: "What are you asking about? Here you go, just use it. If you have anything to ask."
Qingcheng said seriously: "You have to ask clearly."