Chapter 1460

Suburban small bamboo forest

Two simple carriages drove back and forth. They came out of Yanjing city. After walking all morning, they finally reached their destination and stopped outside this dense bamboo forest.

The scenery here is pleasant, and the bamboo leaves rustle in the forest. It's like someone plucking the strings, playing the music to the ear, and integrating the sound of birds in the forest, which makes people feel much quieter.

After the carriage was stable, several big men continued to move the things in the carriage to a room in the bamboo forest without saying a word. There were not many things and it was light to carry, that is, three slightly larger boxes and two small boxes.

Qi'er got down from the carriage in front, followed by Ji Yunshu.

Jing Rong rode on his horse. He turned over and dismounted. His eyes looked coldly at where the bamboo forest was, as if he were observing the terrain! His expression was still as tight as before. The two sword eyebrows flew obliquely and the eyebrows were frowned very tightly. Such an expression was really elusive and could not understand his mood at this time.

It has to be said that today's Jingrong is like a huge piece of ice. He wraps himself in the safest place inside. No one can go in or touch anyone. Even if the hot sun is big, he can't completely melt his cold heart.

This is different from Jingrong in those days!

Quite different!

But he is the man Ji Yun has been looking for for for three years.

Ji Yunshu couldn't help but lay his eyes on him silently when he dismounted, as if worried that he would slip away at any time when he didn't notice! I also know why, when I look at Jing Rong, I always get out of my mind inexplicably. Maybe it's the palpitation in my heart!

With such hot eyes, Jingrong naturally noticed that he didn't want to meet him. He simply turned his head, kept Ji Yunshu's ruthless back, and then moved the box on the carriage to the bamboo house with the big men.

But Ji Yunshu's eyes followed him all the time and didn't move away until the other party entered the bamboo house! Although Jingrong is still avoiding herself and even unwilling to face the truth, she is not sad, because everything will be satisfied as long as Jingrong is around her now.

She believed that he would remember! Even if... She can't remember now or in the future, she doesn't care. As long as they are together, everything will be fine.

Qi'er said, "Miss Ji, are you satisfied with the place you have arranged?"

She took back her eyes and smiled. "It's good. It's very quiet here, and no one will disturb you."

"Let's go in and have a look. Everything inside has been taken care of. The childe has arranged two cooks and two girls to wait here. If you have anything, just tell them. They will help you."

"Thank you."

"The childe arranged it properly." Seven son said.

Yes, Su ziluo arranged it very well. In order to cover Ji Yunshu, he arranged her to this bamboo house in the suburbs. Before Jingrong made up his mind to go back to Dalin with her, and before Jingrong recovered his memory, she had to stay here, but Li Shiyan and the Wen brothers stared at herself in Yanjing city, So Su ziluo had to arrange for her to come here for the time being, so that the Wen family would not find out her identity and Jingrong's identity.

Ji Yunshu entered the bamboo house. The yard was very large and many flowers were planted outside. There was also a small pavilion. It was an octagonal pavilion. There were gray gauze curtains hanging around it. It was now autumn. The surrounding leaves fell one after another. They flew into the pavilion and covered the stone table.

It has a sense of leisure.

They went into the bamboo house and the house was clean.

Qi'er asked, "how's it going, girl?"

"Very good." She really likes it. It's quiet and pleasant. She turns around in the backyard. There are pebbled paths, clear springs surrounded by rockeries, and plum blossoms planted in the yard. Like those planted in Su ziluo's yard, they are in full bloom all year round and don't fall all year round

Ji Yunshu looked at the plum blossoms on the tree. A gust of breeze blew and brushed a petal down on her palm. It was as soft as a feather, which made her palm itch.

Just as Jing Rong arranged the box in his hand, he saw Ji Yunshu standing under the plum blossom tree. The almond slightly curved eyes seemed to contain a Wang of clear water, smart and clean, as if the petals swaying in the wind were so bright because of her. Such a woman was like a flower heart, which was born for people to pity and love. Anyone's strong Qi will turn into a soft cloud in front of her. Even if there is a great anger, it will become nothingness

At this moment, Jingrong's heart rippled like a feather gently moving on his chest. There was an impulse to rush over and hold her firmly. However, when this impulse gradually surged up, his hand holding the sword tightened and quickly suppressed this "terrible" impulse.

What's the matter with yourself?

Why did you have such a strange idea? I felt very familiar at that moment.

Several big men arranged their things, walked up to him and said, "Sir, all the things have been put away."

Jing Rong took back his eyes and said, "all right, you all go out and wait."

"Yes!"

Some big men went out.

Qi'er saw that everything here had been handled properly, but in order to prevent omissions, he checked it himself again, which was reassuring. The time was almost over. When he got back before the evening, he said to Ji Yunshu: "Miss Ji, it's all done here. You can live in peace. Then I'll go back and reply to the childe first."

"Thanks for Qi'er's arrangement. I won't give it away."

Jingrong also planned to go back together, but Ji Yunshu stopped him and said, "Mr. Su arranged me to live here to avoid others knowing my identity. Another reason is that he wants me to wait here. When you think clearly or restore your memory, follow me to leave Qu Jiang. If you leave now, what's the meaning of me here."

"I have something important to do."

"You are no longer leaving Sichuan, and you don't have to listen to any orders from Mr. Su. Your identity is Jingrong!"

"So?"

"So I'm the one you should pay attention to and think about, both in your heart and in your mind." Ji Yunshu has a very overbearing tone. She really has no way. Who makes Jing Rong more stubborn than himself? Before he recovers his memory, he seems to think that these facts are lies and everyone is teasing him, so he doubts them.

Jing Rong's face almost changed and continued, "I really have something else to do."

"I'm a weak woman staying in the suburban forest. What if something happens?"

"I'll send someone to protect you in the dark."

"You don't understand what I mean. I don't need other people's protection." Ji Yunshu looked stubborn like a child, walked closer to Jingrong, raised his head to meet his eyes and said, "just you!"

“……”

Ji Yunshu took a step closer to him, stretched out his hand to pull the corner of his clothes, pulled it down a few times, and a pair of good-looking eyes blinked: "do you really have the heart to let me stay here?"

The distance between them is close at hand.

Jing Rong could clearly feel Ji Yunshu's breathing on his neck, and a smell came out of her and brushed on the tip of his nose. He looked down at the woman who was raising his head and looking at his own woman. His eyes seemed to shine, just like the stars in the sky. They were very good to see, flashing, as if to confuse his heart, So that his cold and strong heart gradually melted like the cold ice in the hot sun at this moment, leaving him without any resistance at all.

Finally, the Adam's apple rolled for a long time and said, "I'll stay tonight."

Just tonight!

Ji Yunshu smiles and is satisfied.

Finally, Qi'er and the big men left, leaving Ji Yunshu and Jingrong, as well as the cook and girl working here.

Just Jing Rong has been standing in the yard holding a sword, like a sculpture.

Ji Yunshu sat in the pavilion in the hospital and asked the girl to find the four treasures of study for herself. She spread white paper and began to draw Jingrong's face in strokes. Although he was wearing a mask now, he had another taste