When Qingfeng woke up, his eyes had not opened, so he heard Jiujiu anxiously ask him, "are you hungry? I cooked porridge. Do you want to eat some?"
Qingfeng was stunned. Then he thought of Jiujiu going to the dark prison to save himself.
Qingfeng opened his eyes, looked at the familiar mosquito net, looked sideways at Jiujiu who ordered the servant girl to go to the kitchen to get porridge, and opened his mouth, but because his throat was too dry, he could not make a sound, but coughed a series of coughs.
The cough shook the wound and let the breeze take a breath.
Jiujiu hurried to Qingfeng, poured a cup of warm water, handed it to Qingfeng and fed Qingfeng to drink.
Qingfeng is like a child, skillfully drinking the water fed by Jiujiu.
A cup of water poisoned, porridge also came, and Jiujiu sat by the bed to feed porridge to Qingfeng.
Qingfeng is like a obedient child. If Jiujiu asks him to drink water, he will drink water, and if Jiujiu asks him to drink porridge, he will drink porridge. His eyes have not moved away from beginning to end.
When Qingfeng finished his porridge, Jiujiu put the dishes and chopsticks aside, wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, touched Qingfeng's forehead, and whispered, "didn't I tell you that there are many things recently, don't go out? Why aren't you obedient?"
Being questioned by Jiujiu, Qingfeng's red and swollen cheeks immediately showed an embarrassed expression.
Qingfeng's eyes were shaking and shaking. Without looking at Jiujiu, he said, "I want to cook for you."
Jiujiu has been running around for the sake of his parents and family. He was raised at home by Jiujiu. Although Jiujiu had no opinion, he was a little embarrassed and wanted to do something within his power to make Jiujiu happy.
But I didn't expect him to be caught on the way back.
Thinking of this, Qingfeng's eyes brought a little regret.
Qingfeng said softly, "they lost the Pearl hairpin I bought for you."
Life is almost gone. Now I'm still thinking about zhuchai. Jiujiu is about to be angry and laughed by the breeze.
Jiujiu poked Qingfeng's forehead angrily and said angrily, "life is almost gone. What else do you want, a pearl hairpin, a fool?"
"I bought it with the money I earned from working for half a month."
He had been fasting and chanting Buddha every day for more than ten years. He had no skills except chanting scriptures.
Without the status of monk, he can only make money through the most common manual work. He has been busy for more than half a month before he made so much money and bought the Pearl hairpin he has been interested in for a long time.
However, he had not personally brought the Pearl hairpin to Jiujiu's hair, so he was lost.
The first gift he prepared for Jiujiu was gone, and Qingfeng's heart was full of loss.
Jiujiu didn't expect that Qingfeng bought the Pearl hairpin for herself with the money he made himself. She immediately promised, "I'll find the Pearl hairpin."
Qingfeng's voice is not as soft as before, but it makes Qingfeng's cheeks red again. Qingfeng keeps his eyes on Jiujiu and whispers, "Jiujiu, you're so beautiful. I like you so much."
Before, Jiujiu kept telling him that when he wanted to marry him, Qingfeng's heart was actually mixed with joy and fear
Huanxi Jiujiu wants to marry him. She is afraid that Jiujiu will marry him because Jiujiu has never seen a better one. If Jiujiu has seen a better one, she will not like her poor monk.
But now, after experiencing life and death, the breeze is a lot less optimistic. He has even experienced life and death. What else can't be said.
He is happy and naturally wants to let Jiujiu know that he likes him.
In front of Jiujiu, Qingfeng is very serious. Even if he promised her to marry her, most of them look like they can't help being entangled by her. At the moment, it's really the first time to take the initiative to say that they like themselves.
Jiujiu blinked, looked at the breeze in front of her, and answered tentatively, "you look good, too."
Jiujiu's words really amused Qingfeng. Qingfeng pulled the corners of his mouth, but he was in pain because of the swelling of his cheeks.
After the expression of Qingfeng twisted for a moment, he looked at Jiujiu and whispered, "Jiujiu, you know, I'm very afraid I'll never see you again."
When he was arrested, his first reaction was not what would happen to Jiujiu, but what to do if he could never see Jiujiu again.
Jiujiu is so good-looking and good-looking. Without him, he will be a better man.
Obviously, this is what he has always thought, but when he really wants to become true, his heart is slowly unwilling to give up.
How can I be willing? Since Jiujiu was a little girl, she watched Jiujiu grow up bit by bit. She has long been used to Jiujiu telling him, Qingfeng, I want to marry you. Will you marry me.
Even though he didn't agree, he was already thinking about marrying Jiujiu.
Qingfeng looked at Jiujiu's still beautiful suffocating face and said, "Jiujiu, I want to marry you."
Jiujiu didn't expect that Qingfeng would have such a high ideological consciousness after he was injured. He was stunned and smiled. He raised his hand to poke and poke on Qingfeng's swollen cheek, "we'll get married when you're good."
Said well, Qingfeng's eyes dimmed in an instant.
His leg was trampled off by the Regent. Even if he was well, he was afraid that he would become lame.
He is still in perfect condition and doesn't deserve Jiujiu. When he becomes a lame, I'm afraid he doesn't deserve Jiujiu even more.
The light in Qingfeng's eyes went out bit by bit. Qingfeng dared not look at Jiujiu's cheek and said to himself, "Jiujiu, I don't deserve you."
He's going to be lame. How can he deserve such perfect Jiujiu?
Hearing Qingfeng say silly words again, Jiujiu was so angry that he pinched chengbaozi's face heavily in Qingfeng, and said angrily, "do you still want to go back?"
She is no longer reserved for a woman. Instead, he, a little monk, is reserved. Don't be too angry.
Qingfeng drooped his eyes and explained, "I don't deserve you. You deserve better."
"I want to marry you day and night. You say you don't deserve me, so you want to push me to others. I tell you Qingfeng, your dream, I depend on you all my life."
Jiujiu said, staring at Qingfeng unhappily, looked down at her legs wrapped like zongzi, and said angrily, "don't worry, with me, you won't become lame."
With so many good things in her hand, even if Qingfeng really becomes lame, she can cure him, not to mention that Qingfeng hasn't become lame yet.
Jiujiu's words warmed Qingfeng's heart, but he felt more and more guilty.
He stubbornly wanted to come to the capital to find his parents. As a result, he could do nothing but watch a weak woman running around, especially this time.