Chapter 170

People like Bu Qingyi, who seldom go to the kitchen, don't have many chances to come into contact with fire, and they don't think about how much damage a fire will cause. When she was in Wanse Chunxiang building, she had a lot of things in her heart. She didn't have time to think about whether the place burned was painful or not. When she arrived at the imperial medical department, she had a special ointment for burns applied on her skin. It was so cool that she didn't feel anything wrong.

Suddenly found that the fire is such a painful thing, is after she returned to the condensation palace to rest. When the effect of the ointment gradually failed, pain and itching continued to spread from the slightly red and swollen skin, which was more intense than when she was in Dali temple before, especially in her back, which was the most severely burned by the fire. She couldn't lie down and sleep well, so she had to stay up until dawn.

When Bu Qingyi was hesitating whether to ask Zhu Changyang for a leave, the little maid of the palace knocked on the door, saying that it was Tan Xiping who was in charge of the school. She told Bu Qingyi that she didn't have to go to the school recently. According to Zhu Changyang's meaning, he wants her to take care of her injury first. If she feels that it's inconvenient to take care of her injury in the palace, she can go back home for a while.

It's hard to say whether Zhu Changyang is really good for him, or whether she is bored when she appears in the school.

Bu Qingyi thought that she could lie in bed all day and think about things while recuperating. Unexpectedly, before noon, she was bored to madness and just wanted to visit the palace.

So, half an hour later, she suddenly appeared in the inn, in front of Qian Hua and Mo GUI.

“…… Have you had it cooked? " Without hesitation, lead China and Mo GUI speak together.

Bu Qingyi showed his teeth in pain, covered his red neck in one hand, and roared with his fist in the other hand: "roll, roll, roll! Can't you see I'm hurt? burn! I was burned in the fire! You two have no conscience

Lead China twitch nose to smell, and then pick up step green clothes collar to see, don't care a curl: "I think how serious, this is almost good."

"Isn't that serious? Yesterday, the doctor picked out more than ten bubbles for me! "

"Why didn't you get rid of the biggest bubble on your neck?"

"Do you have any ready-made burn ointment at home? If you don't have it, go and buy some. She doesn't plan to change the dressing in the palace. "

Mo GUI took away the unwilling lead China, turned to pick his brow, and said with a little displeasure: "tell me, what's the matter? I haven't seen you for just a few days. If I can't take care of you at a glance, I've got injuries all over my body. "

"It's someone else's fault. It's not my fault." Bu Qingyi mumbled and told the Empress Dowager everything that happened at her birthday party.

Mo GUI's brow is more and more wrinkled and tighter. When Bu Qingyi finishes speaking, he stares at her and asks her a little bit more: "at this point, do you still want to let your sister who has no blood relationship do nothing and let her do something wrong?"

"I didn't say I didn't care, but even if people were released from Dali temple, I had to go through the process. At least I can't see her until tomorrow." Bu Qingyi shrugged her shoulders and glared angrily at Mo GUI, "do you mind if I say you're bored? I came out to relax. As a result, when you cross examine me like this, I think it's better to stay in the palace. "

Mo GUI chuckled, as if he had already understood everything: "there is no clue in the palace. Can you stay with your restless character? It's rare for you to come back. I'll cook in person in the evening. I'll see Uncle Qin off in advance. "

"Is brother Chuan going to leave so soon? Are you healthy? " Suddenly thought of Qinchuan going to Qingzhou, step Qingyi suddenly a bit sad.

Qin Chuan is one of the people who are deeply involved with her. She is like a brother and father. Except for his trip back to his hometown to find his wife and children, she hardly separated from Qin Chuan after waking up from ice coffin.

I don't know when I will see you again.

"Is brother Chuan upstairs? I went to talk to him. I haven't seen him for a while Bu Qingyi said in a trance.

"No, he arranged to go to Qingzhou in the branch. Maybe he won't come back until after sunset." Mo GUI took a look at the sunny weather outside, took off his money bag and weighed it in his hand. He outlined a smile on his lips, "take you out for a walk?"

Bu Qingyi didn't answer. She snatched the money bag thrown by Gao Gao and turned to walk outside the inn.

What is the reason why she ran out of the palace? Don't you just want to find someone to hang out with her? Although her first choice is lead China, but It's the same to take ink home. Anyway, they are all people with two legs and one mouth.

It's new year's Eve, and the bustling East and West markets are getting more and more lively. The merchants who travel south and North bring all kinds of goods to gather into the most prosperous market. This prosperity belongs to everyone. There are chicken, duck, fish, green vegetables and New Year cakes for ordinary people to celebrate the new year. There are also exotic treasures that rich families rush to buy. There are poor families who muddle along. There are also aristocrats who live in rags.

In such a mixed market, bu Qingyi and Mo GUI are not eye-catching. Occasionally, some people often look back for the snow-white fur cape on Bu Qingyi.

The one she snatched from Princess Guangling is lying quietly in the cabinet of her room in Ninglu palace. This one is actually Mo GUI's. Because of the slight burns on her naked neck and wrist, Mo Guifei asked her to put on her cape for fear that the cold wind would affect her recovery.It's a strange feeling to wear his cape.

Bu Qingyi can feel his unique breath from his cape, which is not a smell that can be smelled, nor a feeling that can be described by words. The breath is familiar to her, attached to her, dependent on her, and finally able to deliver trust wholeheartedly.

Think about a year ago, they were still suspicious of each other, but now they can walk side by side without any gap. It's really amazing that fate is such a thing.

In the noisy crowd, bu Qingyi suddenly wants to laugh. She leans her head on Mo GUI's shoulder and holds his arm.

“…… All of a sudden, I'm in a little bird dependent state. Is this a gift for the Chinese New Year in advance, or do you want to scare me to death so that I can inherit my money? " Mo GUI looked down at her, the expression on his face could not tell whether he was smiling or surprised.

"Cut the crap. I'm just tired of walking. I want to find a place to lean on." With his insincere excuse, bu Qingyi looked at all kinds of couples and lovers on the street.

No matter poor or rich, those who love each other are full of happy smile on their faces. Some people lean close to each other, some people hold each other's hands tightly, and some people don't have any physical contact, but they can't get any closer. They can't allow anyone to destroy the intimacy between them.

Bu Qingyi was a little envious of them.

It's the biggest wish of all lovers to be together forever, right? But it's hard for her and Mo GUI to be together, and they always have to run about and deal with things like this and that. Although not together less from more, but also can not be like ordinary lovers, the love between each other as the highest.

From this point of view, she seems to be somewhat sorry for Mo GUI. She is always the one who keeps looking for things and can't stop. And he, always good temper to say nothing, for her to clean up all kinds of mess.

"There's too much money to pay, so you can only take your body --"

Bu Qingyi wanted to make a joke and asked if he really wanted to accept her, but he interrupted before he finished.

Mo GUI raised his hand and pointed forward. He was surprised three times and smiling seven times: "look, this is a rare scene. If you don't know the inside story, I'm afraid you will think that the three members of the white Marquis family have come out to visit the market. "

Wei Yu?

Bu Qingyi hurriedly followed what he pointed to and looked forward. Sure enough, Wei Yu was standing in the crowd not far away. Beside him, he was also followed by Fengqi, a beautiful and unforgettable creature.

And The little girl on his neck.

"I've heard Jiang Duwei mention that Wei Yu has been concentrating on the child he picked up recently. What he wants to talk about is the little girl." Looking at Wei Yu, who was still sweating in winter, bu Qingyi couldn't help laughing, "I didn't expect that the iron face Marquis with a cold face had such a warm side, and I didn't know where the child was sacred. He could influence such an iron stone."

"Just go for a meeting? Don't you happen to have something to ask him? " Mo GUI smiles calmly, holds Bu Qingyi's slender wrist and strides forward.

Wei Yu is picking things up in front of a small grocery stall. For a while, she picks up a pair of tiger head shoes, a long life lock, and a bunch of exaggerated but lovely headflowers. However, no matter what she sees, the little girl shakes her head desperately and beats Wei Yu's head with disgust. Her little mouth seems to be complaining about his poor aesthetic ability.

"Oh, how about the Marquis choosing gifts for the children?" Facing Fengqi's continuous white eyes, bu Qingyi went to the stall and took away a rattle in Wei Yu's hand. "Can you take such a naive thing? No wonder people dislike you. Here, how about this one? Like it or not? "

Bu Qingyi grabbed a mask from the stall and put it on his face. He made an exaggerated gesture towards the little girl.

"Ah The little girl screamed with fright and buried her whole face on top of Wei Yu's head.

Fengqi rolled a bigger white eye.

"You'd better forget it. It's really childish for the Marquis to pick something, but it's better than those vicious things like you. Don't think everyone is as unusual as you." Mo GUI took off Zhong Kui's mask from Bu Qingyi's face with a bitter smile and threw it back to the stall. After a little thought, he picked up a delicate little catapult and handed it to the girl, "do you like this thing?"

The little girl raised her head slowly. When she saw the catapult, her eyes lit up. Although she didn't speak, she nodded her head forcefully. There was a pure smile on her white red face, with two shallow dimples.

Bu Qingyi took a breath.

The child is beautiful and lovely. No wonder Wei Yu likes it so much.

"Since I like it, can my uncle buy it for you?" Mo GUI stretched out his hand forward.

The little girl hesitated. Her big black and white eyes were staring at the catapult, but she didn't know whether to take it or not.

Wei Yu brows a wrinkly, stretch out a hand to once grasp the catapult to throw back to the booth. Seeing this, the little girl immediately lowered her head, her innocent smile disappeared, and there was a little more injustice in her eyes. She looked very sad.

"If you want, I'll buy it for you." Wei Yu took out a piece of broken silver and threw it to the merchant. Then he took the catapult back from the stall, raised his hand to the little girl, and said gently, "don't accept anything from strangers, understand? What if it's a bad guy? ""Bad people? Is the Marquis suffering from eye disease? I'm really wronged. " Mo GUI pointed to his nose in dismay and grinned bitterly.

Wei Yu, as usual, regarded Mo GUI as the air, turned a deaf ear to his words and was about to leave.

"Is it suitable for you to do this?" Bu Qingyi spoke lightly and said slowly, "it doesn't matter if you don't want to have a relationship with me, but it may involve the Holy Spirit. Do you really want to ignore it and think nothing happened?"

The pace of forward, suddenly stopped.