Chapter 43
readx; Half a month later, Ye Qian's foot injury was almost recovered. Because of her inconvenience www.biquge.info she calmed down and read some of the words that Qingyin had handed over to her before and Qu Fuzi, and then she realized how self-conscious she was before, and gradually liked the majestic and otherworldly artistic conception of Zhuangzi's articles.
However, compared to Ye Qian's comfort, Chenghuang didn't have such good luck, he was forced to eat terrible food by Qingyin for more than half a month, and the degree of unpalatable was simply indescribable in words. In the end, the short-legged tabby's shell was not only destroyed and lost a lot, but the initially shiny fur also became dull and even began to lose its hair; As for Cheng Huang's heart, he was also devastated, and he no longer saw the majesty of the divine beast that commanded Ye Qianyi before, but now in front of Ye Qian, he was as well-behaved as a domesticated domestic cat, and his eyes looked at her and couldn't help but bring three points of resentment and seven points of dependence.
In late summer and early autumn, the cool evening breeze takes away the heat of the day. The grass and flowers planted by Ye Qian on the low wall between Yaqu and Qu Mansion have already bloomed, and they have not had time to clean up, and now that her foot injury is healed, where can she be idle when she is lively and active.
Stepping on the stone, the clay pots were moved down from the low wall one by one, and when Ye Qian moved halfway, Song Yu happened to return to Qu's house from outside, seeing this scene, he went straight to the wall to help, and without saying a word, he picked up the clay pots and then leaned over and placed them under the root of the wall. Although for most of the month, Song Yu and Ye Qian quarreled with each other as soon as they met, and basically broke up in the end, but this special way of getting along made the two establish a deep friendship. Ye Qianzhi is a confidant who is better than a friend to Song Yu; And Song Yuzhi is a friend to Ye Qian, and at the same time, he has more love and pity for his younger brother.
Song Yu kept frowning and didn't speak, a little preoccupied, Ye Qian glanced at him, smiled helplessly, she didn't understand the awkwardness of the young man in front of her, sighed softly, and was about to reach out to get the clay pot on the side but was quickly snatched by Song Yu, Ye Qian didn't care and simply clapped his hands, watching the excitement on the side.
Song Yu raised his eyebrows, his eyes were fixed on Ye Qian's face full of smiles, he was suddenly a little unnatural, quickly looked away, and after taking the last clay pot off the wall, he coldly threw it away, "I will order someone to send these clay pots to you in a while." ”
"Oh." Ye Qian nodded casually, still looking at Song Yu with a smile on his face, and suddenly asked, "Do you have something to say to me?" ”
Song Yu was stunned, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ye Qian, then awkwardly looked away, the edge of his ear was slightly red, "You, do you have time tomorrow?" ”
"Yes!" Ye Qian replied casually, "Is there something wrong?" ”
"Tomorrow, Jingcha will hold a banquet in the mansion, haven't you always wanted to hear 'Guan Ju'?" At Shang Yeqian's bright and clear eyes, Song Yu coughed lightly unnaturally, "You, do you want to go?" ”
Ye Qian paused, and then suddenly realized, "So...... Are you taking the initiative to make peace? A few days ago, Ye Qian didn't know what to say to make Song Yu unhappy, but she also lost her temper, and the result was that the two didn't talk to each other when they met, and they were awkward for several days.
"Go or not, whatever you want!"
"Of course I want to go!" After thinking about it, he said, "However, I have to ask my master first, and I have to get his consent." ”
Song Yu nodded, only said the word "good", and turned his head to walk towards the main house, but was stopped by Ye Qian.
Ye Qian restrained his smile and asked him, "I heard that your horse died suddenly the day before yesterday?" ”
Song Yu was stunned before bowing slightly.
The iron-blue horse was also selected and given to him by Qu Yuan when Song Yu first learned to ride a horse. has followed Song Yu for many years, and is also like a relative of his, but now he died suddenly, where is there no reason not to be sad.
"Don't be too sad...... Ye Qian thought that she could understand this mood, just like that rhubarb injury, she was very sad, not to mention that the horse that had accompanied him for many years died. After hesitating for a moment, he continued: "My Xiaobai, you have seen it, although it is not very good-tempered, but it is still a child, and it is inevitable that it will be a little stubborn, just teach it slowly in the future." ”
Song Yu frowned slightly, looked at Ye Qian, who didn't know what to say, with some confusion, and asked, "What do you want to say?" ”
"I want to ......," Ye Qian took a deep breath, "I'll give Xiaobai to you." ”
Song Yu was slightly surprised, Ye Qian's white horse was very spiritual, and it was indeed a rare horse, but where could he not see Ye Qian's reluctance, and said categorically: "A gentleman does not win people's love." ”
Ye Qian shook his head, "I know that you are also a horse lover, you will treat it well, and you will be a better master than me." Xiaobai is actually a wild horse, my master and I accidentally met it in Yan Kingdom, at that time it was still a foal, and it had been following us and refused to leave, and then there was no way to take it in. Now that Xiaobai has grown up and is with me, he can't go anywhere, so he can only stay in the stable, which may be very unfair to him. ”
Song Yu still refused, "I will find a good horse again, not to mention giving it to me, what should you do when you go to the mountains to collect medicine in the future?" “
Ye Qian pursed his lips and smiled, "In the future...... I'm not going to pick up any more medicine. ”
"Why?"
Ye Qian shook his head, laughing indifferently, but he was still inevitably disappointed in his heart, and said with a light smile: "Maybe I won't treat people anymore!" ”
Song Yu frowned, and swallowed back the words that he was going to inquire again. "I'll ask someone to send you a pottery plate in a while, and you can just hand over Xiaobai to him."
When Ye Qian heard that Song Yu was willing to accept Xiaobai, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and the two pear vortices at the corners of his mouth were deeply sunken, "Thank you." ”
"It's my duty to thank you." The young man smiled warmly, like a warm spring breeze, like a flawless white jade, and looked at Ye Qian with beautiful eyes, his eyes were calm and warm, "If you miss it in the future, you can come to see it at any time." ”
"Hmm."
"I'll be waiting for you at the door at the beginning of tomorrow."