"They're going to play? Huan Qiurong was a little displeased, pursed his lips slightly, and his originally pale little face was also a little more vivid because of this expression.

Lang'er replied in a low voice: "I heard that I went on a spring outing, and I went with the patriarch of the Wang clan and others. ”

Huan Qiurong was a little yearning, his eyes looked at the bright spring outside the window, he was a little bored in his heart, his hands unconsciously wrung the brocade quilt beside his hand, and muttered: "Sister Ah Yu must have gone too, leaving me alone on the sickbed." ”

Lang'er was about to speak again, when he saw a blue-blue robe flying by the door, and a bright figure stepped in.

Huan Qiurong's eyes were full of surprise: "Sister Ayu! ”

Yang Yu turned his head to look at Huan Qiurong, a blue shirt, blue silk and ink dyeing, a blue smoky green shirt, a few auspicious clouds with silver threads in the skirt, and a blue brocade belt around the waist, making the waist appear even more uncontrollable, the originally tall and graceful figure added to the scorching brilliance, and the gorgeous and colorful face showed a shallow smile.

She held the wooden tray in both hands, tilted her head slightly, and said with a smile: "Sister Ah Yu is the ruthless person, leaving Ah Rong alone on the sickbed?" ”

Huan Qiurong said happily: "Only Sister Ayu treats me sincerely, and those who leave me to go to the green are all ruthless!" She smiled as she spoke.

Yang Yu shook his head slightly, and shouted to the door with a smile: "Come in quickly, if not, you will become a ruthless person!" ”

Huan Qiurong poked his head out and looked outside, but he didn't see a single figure, and said a little suspiciously: "Who is here?" ”

Yang Yu chuckled, handed over the tray in his hand to the waiting alley, and twisted out the door. Ah Tong lowered his head slightly, stood there with a red face on his pink and jade face, a little retreated, and said in a low voice: "I, I'd better go back." His eyes were pleading.

Yang Yu put his hands behind his back and looked at him quietly.

Ah Tong was about to reverse, but before Yang Yu could stay, he turned around and asked, "Is it too cowardly for me to leave now?" ”

Yang Yu pursed his lips and smiled: "Even if you know, don't you go to ask for guilt?" After only laughing for a moment, she thought of something again, and the smile on her face froze and gradually melted.

Said in a low voice: "Wrong, wrong." ”

She shook her head, ignored Atong, and entered the door again.

Ah Tong stood there with a sigh of relief, and Huan Qiurong's legs were useless.

If he didn't quarrel with her, if he was willing to let her, how could these things happen, Ah Tong's head lowered even deeper.

"Atong? Huan Qiurong was eating the bird's nest porridge brought by Yang Yu, and suddenly saw Ah Tong entering the door dejectedly, but he was very happy.

"You are such a good person, you didn't go to play and stayed with me, come quickly." Huan Qiurong stretched out his hand to beckon.

Ah Tong raised his eyes slightly, and saw Huan Qiurong looking sick, his right leg was swollen, his ankle was two times thicker than his left wrist, and he looked red and purple. His gaze seemed to be more hurt, and for a moment he dodged to the side, his steps heavy, his back slightly hunched, and he sat down on the soft couch.

Huan Qiurong frowned slightly, his eyes turned to Yang Yu and said, "What's wrong with him?" ”

Yang Yu fed the last mouthful of bird's nest porridge to her mouth, handed the porcelain bowl to Lang'er, and motioned for Lang'er to go out.

Lang'er bowed slightly, exited the door, and closed the door.

The moment the door was claustrophobic closed, Huan Qiurong felt a hint of ominousness from the bottom of her heart, she maintained a smile on her face, and slowly turned her eyes and said, "Sister Ayu has something to say to me?" ”

Yang Yu's face was as calm as water, and there was a pain in her heart, which made her frown involuntarily.

"Ah Rong. Yang Yu closed his eyes for a moment, raised his head and said the name, but it was more like a sigh.

Huan Qiurong's eyes were like spring water, and he looked at Yang Yu for a moment, and the uneasiness in his heart became thicker.

Yang Yu pursed his lips and continued, "When I returned to the City Lord's Mansion yesterday, Ge Xiangong had seen your legs. She paused, her face looking a little hesitant.

Ah Tong's head lowered even deeper, and that kind of self-blame made him feel like a thorn all over his body.

Yang Yu frowned slightly, bit her upper lip unconsciously between her teeth, and then said: "Your right leg, the bone is broken, and you can't connect the bones, so ......" She raised her eyes slightly and looked at Huan Qiurong.

Huan Qiurong opened his lips slightly, his eyes full of shock.

Then, her eyes roamed left and right, her breathing gradually became disordered, she grabbed Yang Yu's arms with both hands like iron tongs, and said with a cold face: "You mean, my legs are useless?" Her face was pale, with a small expectation in her eyes, she hoped that she had heard it wrong, or Ge Xiangong had misjudged, and her tears suddenly fell from her eyes, dripping down the brocade quilt on her clothes.

She didn't wait for Yang Yu's answer, she stiffened and let go of her arms, her hands gradually clenched into fists, and with a "bang", a pair of pink fists smashed on the couch.

"Impossible! I don't want to be lame! With tears streaming down her face, she slammed her fists on the couch fiercely, once, once, once, but it seemed like a blow to Yang Yu's heart.

She understands this feeling.

Just like she was disfigured at that time, her hopelessness, her fear, her confusion about the future, she knew it.

It's just that Yang Yu's heart is deeper, she will cover up, bury it, and not let people find out. And she was only thirteen years old, and she had never experienced a more hopeless, bleak life. She is a noble girl from a family who has been clothed and fed since she was a child, surrounded by servants, and has fragrant clothes. She has a young and promising fiancé, and her future should be bright.

Ah Tong also clenched his fists, he suddenly got up from the soft couch, walked to Huan Qiurong's sleeping couch, his legs bent, and he was almost about to kneel, but he still straightened his back.

His little face was calm, and he raised his voice: "Huan's Qiurong, it was my fault that I quarreled with you that day and you went away." If not, you won't be in danger. He lowered his head slightly.

Huan Qiurong suddenly turned his eyes to look at Ah Tong, grabbed the cushion at hand, threw it on Ah Tong, and shouted: "If you apologize, my leg will be fine!" Even if you die now, my leg will be healed! ”

Ah Tong was slightly stunned and looked at Yang Yu.

He stood there a little embarrassed, and for a moment when his gaze briefly met Yang Yu, he didn't wait for any response. His heart was crossed, he took a few steps forward, puffed his chest and said, "If you can dissipate your anger, just hit me!" ”

Huan Qiurong hissed and said, "Okay! Then I'll kill you! As she spoke, she grabbed the pillow and quilt from her hand, the incense burner bracelet at hand, and the vase and teacup by the couch all threw them towards Ah Tong.

Ah Tong only closed his eyes, stood there, did not hide a minute, his body was smashed and unconsciously took a step back, he twisted his eyebrows, and took another step forward, his back straight.

Until there was nothing left at hand, Huan Qiurong's madness slowly subsided a little, she raised her eyes and saw that Ah Tong's head was bulging, and a shallow blood mark was drawn on her face for some reason, the clothes on her body were messy, and the hair that was originally tied up was also messy, hanging down a strand in front of her eyes.

She didn't know what to do for a while, she slowly and weakly lowered her hand, tilted her head, and her body fell heavily on the couch, and the tears in her eyes slipped from the corners of her eyes into three thousand hairs.

"I, what should I do! Her voice was filled with unspeakable grievances, and her eyes were closed. (To be continued.) )