Xuan Yi saw that the two of them looked very affectionate, while she was beaten until her cheeks were red and swollen. She couldn't help but feel severe pain in her heart and heart. She ran out of the medicine pavilion and tried to commit suicide by jumping into the lake by the garden lake. She didn't believe her.
Brother Xian Wang who seeks death will turn a blind eye.
Fortunately, General Lao Qing grabbed her waist and pulled her back in time to avoid danger. She was so sad that she cried on Lao Qing's shoulder and asked why she didn't like me. What's wrong with me? This scared Lao Qing.
He stood there frozen and said that his subordinate was rude, and everything was fine for the princess.
After entering the hall, Cangmiao let go of Qiu Yan's wrist and walked towards the bed as she could no longer bear the strength.
Qiu Yan followed him and placed the porridge on the table.
Cangmiao was too weak and her steps were a little weak when she walked to the bed.
"Be careful." When Qiu Yan saw this, she quickly supported him and made him sit on the edge of the bed. Her hands were placed on his waist, making him tense.
Cangmiao sat down and pointed to the chair in front of him, "Come sit here and let me see your little face."
Qiu Yan walked over and sat in front of him. She meekly put her hands on her knees. She was like an obedient cat in front of him. She was completely different from the one she was when Mo Di dismembered the female devil from the Western Regions. She was only interested in
The man she obeys is docile.
Cangmiao raised her hand and stroked Qiu Yan's cheek with finger marks, "How can I let her hit me so stupidly? I can obviously avoid it. If I have the strength to kill a living person with my hands, why should I accept her anger?"
Qiu Yan smiled slightly, showing two tiger teeth, "I cooked porridge for you. If I quickly dodge, the porridge on the tray may be spilled. I really hope you take a bite of the porridge I cooked. What's more?
, I can see that Princess Xuanyi is not bad in nature, she just cares about you too much. In fact, she is also a pitiful person."
"You fool. You are so kind that you can pity her." Cangmiao felt soft in her heart and asked again, "Does it hurt?"
Qiu Yan shook her head, "I get into fights a lot in this business. Bruises and bruises are common. She actually has no energy. It doesn't hurt much. Once you ask, it doesn't hurt at all."
Cangmiao sighed, "Idiot."
Qiu Yan suddenly remembered the scene of him being bitten by poisonous insects like seawater, and being pierced through the chest and abdomen by a cold sword. She still felt palpitations. She seemed to be stunned and called him in a trembling voice: "The miracle doctor..."
Cangmiao raised her eyebrows, "Why are your eyes red?"
Qiu Yan grabbed one of his sleeves and said, "You slept for twelve days and nights, and I...I thought you wouldn't wake up. Every day the sun rises and sets, and I say many things to you.
None of them answered me. I feed the koi in the carp pond every day, and I count them every day, for fear that one day there will be one less. I...I am so afraid that you will never wake up again. I have never been like this
I’ve never been so scared for half a month.”
"It's okay." Cangmiao rubbed the skin of her cheek with his fingertips, "I told you that I was tired and wanted to sleep for a while. Now I'm awake. Don't worry. You still look good when you smile.
.”
Qiu Yan's eyes were filled with tears, and she forced a smile, showing her fangs, "Yeah."
Seeing her smile, Cangmiao asked again: "Oh, by the way, has the ceremony for the conferment of your Lord Protector been held? Did I miss it?"
"I didn't miss it. The emperor has issued a decree to make me the Lord Protector. You see, this is the imperial edict for me to be promoted to the Lord Protector." Qiuyan said, taking out an imperial edict from the lapel of her clothes and handing it to Cangmiao, "Ming'er
After morning court, go to the General's Palace to receive the title."
Cangmiao took the imperial edict and read it carefully, "Okay. Now you have another medal in your boudoir. You have always been the best."
Qiu Yan picked up the porridge she made, "This is the white porridge I made. It's very sticky. My mother got the rice from relatives in the countryside. It's very delicious. Please try it."
"My hands are weak, please feed me." Cangmiao held her hands between her pale lips and asked shamelessly. She knew it was not etiquette and was worried that Qiu Yan would refuse. After saying that, she raised her hand to take the bowl.
"Okay. I'll feed you." Qiu Yan agreed very readily.
Cangmiao's eyes tightened, and she put down her half-raised hand, slowly closed it, and sat obediently waiting for her to feed her.
Qiu Yan filled a spoonful of porridge and handed it to his mouth. He looked lonely and cautious, which really made her feel distressed.
Cangmiao took a mouthful of porridge with a spoon, frowned and said nothing.
"Is it delicious?" Qiu Yan asked.
"Yes. It's delicious." Cangmiao replied seriously, "I want more."
So Qiu Yan carefully fed him a bowl of porridge. He seemed to like the porridge she cooked. He finished eating it and licked his lips with unsatisfied interest. Qiu Yan was very happy and felt a sense of accomplishment.
"I'll put the bowl back in the kitchen. I'm still cooking porridge on the fire. I need to put out the fire." As she said that, Qiu Yan stood up holding the tray.
"Qiu Mei." Seeing her about to leave, Cangmiao stood up and chased after three steps. The sword wound on his heart hurt at this stop, and blood seeped out from his white clothes. He immediately stroked the table and breathed.
I also breathed a little.
Qiu Yan quickly turned around and helped him sit on the bed, "What's wrong? You're calling me in such a hurry."
Cangmiao tightened her hands, with a look of hope in her eyes, "You will send the porridge bowl to the kitchen and go home directly?"
Qiu Yan's heart tightened, "I'll come back to you. It's Youshi now, I can just go home at Xuushi. My father asked me to go back before Xushi. I'll come back and talk to you to relieve my boredom."
Cangmiao breathed a sigh of relief, "There's still another hour."
Qiu Yan nodded, then took the tray to the back kitchen to deliver the bowls and put out the fire on the stove.
Cangmiao waited for Qiuyan to come out of the house and said hurriedly: "Ziqin."
Ziqin quickly walked into the room, "Master, what's wrong?"
"Pour me tea and I'll take a few sips. The eldest lady mistook the salt for sugar, and the porridge is salty." Cangmiao put her hand down her throat, but her expression was happy.
Ziqin sneered and handed over a cup of tea, "The food I saw you eating there just now was delicious. In order to please this beautiful woman, you ate everything bitter and salty. You risked your life."
"
Cangmiao drank the tea, slightly easing the salty feeling in her throat, and then saw Qiu Yan coming in with another bowl of white porridge, which was more than the previous bowl.
Cangmiao: "..." Another...another bowl.
Qiu Yan put down the tray and said seriously: "I saw that you liked what you just ate, so I served you another bowl of porridge. Shall I feed it to you?"
Ziqin suppressed a smile.
Cangmiao put her hand on her heart and said warmly: "I was just talking about two mouthfuls. You brought it, and you have a clear understanding."
So, Qiu Yan picked up the porridge bowl and fed Cangmiao to eat most of the bowl, until Cangmiao smiled and said: "Sister... I really... can't eat anymore."
She then put the bowl down and said, "I specially added some sugar. Is it sweet?"
Cangmiao nodded: "It's so sweet. I happened to just wake up and feel tired. I need to eat some sugar to replenish my energy."
Ziqin: "..." What a pitiful old man, it's not easy to find a wife.
Qiu Yan was so happy. She put her hands on her knees and sat on the chair next to his bed, while he sat on the edge of the bed.
The two of them were silent for a while. They looked at each other and had thousands of words to say, but they didn't know where to start.
Seeing this, Ziqin retreated and closed the door.
Cangmiao took a breath and clasped her hands, "Seeing that the eighth day of April is approaching, everything is almost ready, right?"
"What's going on?"
"Your marriage to...Tong Han."
Qiu Yan pursed her lips and said, "I have asked my father to break off the engagement. Tong Han and I will not get married."
Hearing this, Cangmiao's heart suddenly moved, and she suddenly grabbed Qiu Yan's hand, "Have you broken off the engagement with him?"
"Yeah." Qiu Yan nodded.
Cangmiao swallowed, "Did he react violently?"
"He doesn't agree. But it doesn't matter. I've already broken off the engagement. My father moved back to Tong's family when we got engaged. I have nothing to do with him here." Qiu Yan said, immediately telling what Tong Han did in Modi.
I've talked about everything, and I've also talked about the incompatibility between myself and Tong Han, and my complaining mood.
"Oh...you have nothing to do with him."
"Well. My father knew what he had done and was very angry. I left it to my father to make the decision for me."
"...Qiu Mei...I...I want..."
Qiu Yan saw that he was hesitant to speak, and her hand was clenched tightly by Cang Miao. His eyes became hot, and the tips of her ears turned red, "Miracle doctor, what's wrong with you?"
"Qiu Mei, you...wait a moment." Cangmiao said, then walked to his wardrobe, put on a very neat and solemn clothes, and then went to the grooming mirror to clean his slightly messy clothes.
She combed her hair neatly, then took out a brocade box from the drawer, and then came to Qiu Yan again.
Qiu Yan looked at the brocade box and wondered, "Is it for me?"
Cangmiao opened the brocade box and pushed it in front of Qiu Yan, "Yes, it's for you."
Inside the brocade box lies a pair of son Wu Yuanyang axes, one male and one female. During the exercise, they open and close together, never parting, just like the mandarin ducks.
The handle of the Yuanyang Yue is engraved with the word Cangmiao.
When Qiu Yan saw the mandarin duck with his name engraved on it, her heart moved, "Is this...?"
Cangmiao said nervously: "Qiu Yan, I know you have just broken off the engagement, and he may not agree to the divorce, and you may not be ready for the next relationship. What I say may be rude. But, I...
.I intend to make a lifelong promise to you. This Yuanyang Yue with my name engraved on it is my pledge to my sister. If...if my sister is interested in me, she will accept the Yuanyang Yue and give me a piece of my sister's.
Personal items. If my sister has no interest in me, just close the brocade box and push it out two inches, and I will understand."
Make a pledge.
Qiu Yan's eyes heated up and her cheeks turned red.
Her heart was pounding, and she touched the handle of the Yuanyang Yue with her fingers. The exquisite workmanship must have come from the hands of a famous craftsman. She then touched his name on the handle. She stared at him and said nothing for a moment.
Cangmiao was anxious. When he learned that she had broken off the engagement, his whole body burned uncomfortably. He longed for her more and more. He didn't want to wait any longer.
When he saw her and said nothing, he was really suffering.
He stood up, walked to the window, and opened the curtains, letting in the cool evening air and calming him down a bit.
Qiu Yan quietly looked at his back.
Ziqin was so nervous outside the door that he was sweating. Will he be able to sell it? He was so nervous!
Cangmiao stayed for a moment, looking at Qiu Yan out of the corner of her eye. She was still stroking the mandarin duck with her hand. Then he anxiously walked back to her and asked half anxiously and half forbearing: "Can I keep this brocade box?
Do you want a Yuanyang Yue? My dear Qiu Mei, please say something. I’m almost... dying of anxiety. It’s like my body is on fire.”