Chapter 59 Qingzhou
In the Guozi Prison, Cheng Xin suddenly ran in with a frightened face, Yan Furong was curious to hear what he wanted to tell Han Youqing, but Han Youqing was beaten out to do things, she was sticking to the door, and only heard a few words that Cheng Xin said sporadically, "...... Stopping the clouds and falling the moon building...... Silver ......"
When Cheng Xin went out dejectedly, Yan Furong entered the room, and was just about to ask Han Youqing with a smile, when she saw Han Youqing's face dark, she had never seen anything other than Han Youqing's gentle treatment, and she was so frightened that she was silent. ranw?enο½?ο½?ο½?οΌ Han Youqing didn't look at her, just paced back and forth anxiously in the room. Yan Furong suddenly felt strange, is this still the person she loves? That gentleman who always seems to have come out of a painting? She suppressed the distractions in her heart and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?" β
Han Youqing raised his eyebrows, his expression was very terrifying, Yan Furong almost thought that he was going to get angry and scolded himself, his eyebrows suddenly stretched again, he looked at Yan Furong too amiably, and said, "I want to see my cousin, you go to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion and ask her when it is convenient." β
Yan Furong saw that he was still as gentle as jade, so she felt that she must have thought too much, so she still wrinkled her nose as before, and said coquettishly, "Didn't we say okay?" I won't mention the Yuanhou Mansion anymore for a short time, and Miss and I can't see each other now. β
Han Youqing made a pitiful look and coaxed her and said, "You grew up with your cousin, if you lose your temper with her, she is alone in that eating place, how should you survive?" Besides, you can't bear to look at me and suffer from lovesickness? β
When Yan Furong heard the words of being alone, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty about leaving pine smoke in the Hou Mansion. She said forcefully, "In short, I won't go to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion." β
She was used to being willful towards Han Youqing, and after saying this, she turned her back on her temperament.
There was silence behind for a moment, and suddenly there was a sound of breaking wind, Yan Furong didn't react, there was a crisp sound at her feet, her ankles hurt slightly, Yan Furong looked down, a smashed pen wash on the floor tile was lying on the hem of her skirt, Yan Furong looked back in a daze, Han Youqing held her forehead, pointed out of the room and said, "Get out of the room!" β
Yan Furong stood in place and was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses, covered her face and hurriedly ran out with her skirt in her hand.
She was scared and angry, and tears flowed down her face. I don't know how long she ran, but when she stopped, she squatted down and cried regardless of it, but no one came to comfort her. Yan Furong's eyes were swollen and painful from crying, and finally there was no tears to cry out, and her legs and feet were numb, so she slowly stood up by herself holding on to the wall. She looked around with teary eyes, although she was not very familiar with it, but this place was often visited by He Haiqing, since she had helped her fetch water by the well, she knew that she hated Shao Ding's little secret, and when she was treated, she became cordial and brought her here once, so at this time, Yan Furong could identify that it was in the shooting garden where the prince of the country practiced shooting. Da Chu is heavy on literature and light on martial arts, this place is snubbed by scholars and doctors, and there is not even a gatekeeper, except for He Haiqing, an outlier in the Guozi Prison, few people come.
She didn't know how to subconsciously run to this place, but let her go back like this, and she felt that she couldn't forgive Han Youqing who was angry at her for no reason. Yan Furong walked towards the shooting garden, and sure enough, she saw He Haiqing who was practicing archery with his back to her, wearing a shirt with sleeves tied up, at a shooting range.
He stood tall and motionless, pinching the two arrows on his longbow and pulling the bowstring like a full moon, and letting go of his hand as if he were not aiming at the target. The long arrow was as fast as a meteor, hitting the throat and chest of the humanoid target. Although Yan Furong was not in a good mood, she couldn't help but applaud when she saw this good archery.
He Haiqing turned his head and saw that it was her, and walked over with a smile. Seeing his bright smile, Yan Furong suddenly remembered that her eyes must be swollen like walnuts, I don't know why, she was a little shy, she was about to explain, He Haiqing's face suddenly changed, she squatted down in front of her, pointed to the blood stains on the corner of her skirt and asked, "Are you injured?" β
Yan Furong looked down, only then did she notice a faint pain in her right ankle, she lifted her skirt slightly, only to see bright red blood stains on Luo socks, thinking of the teacup that Han Youqing had smashed down just now, she said in frustration, "This is the skin pierced by the fragments of the cup, it is not in the way, it seems that the bleeding has stopped." β
He Haiqing said sternly, "This is not good. He looked around and saw that there were no buildings in the shooting garden, thought about it, and handed the longbow in his hand to Yan Furong, "You take it and use it as a crutch!" β
Yan Furong was almost flattered, and although her situation was sad, she still smiled at He Haiqing and took the longbow. He Haiqing said, "You go to the gazebo outside the shooting garden and wait for me, I'll go back to the dormitory and get the medicine for you." β
Yan Furong agreed, so she slowly moved to the pavilion with her longbow.
After a while, He Haiqing came back with the medicine and handed it to Yan Furong, "You apply it quickly." β
Yan Furong took it and said angrily, "Is this place much better than Xi Tianmudi?" How do I put it on? β
He Haiqing touched his nose in embarrassment and replied, "I forgot." So what to do? β
Yan Furong shook the small medicine bottle and said, "Don't worry, the bleeding has stopped, I'll just go back and apply it in a while." β
He Haiqing said, "Then what are you waiting for?" Get back to your medicine. β
Yan Furong wrinkled her nose and said, "I'm not going back!" My foot was injured by the cup thrown by Han Youqing. β
He Haiqing laughed unexpectedly, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, "You little girl, why do you have such a big temper and dare to call your master by his name?" β
Yan Furong clasped the red paint on the bench she was sitting on with her fingernails and said, "Little girl, can't you lose your temper?" He doesn't treat me as a human being, and I don't respect him. β
He Haiqing arched his hand and said, "I originally underestimated you, I don't know that this young lady wants to go there if she doesn't go back to Baitao Courtyard?" β
Although Yan Furong knew that he was joking with his words, she couldn't help but think that if she really fell out with her cousin, Hou Fuli and Songyan would say everything, the world is so big, where can she be tolerated? She couldn't help but feel sad, and subconsciously said, "I...... I want to go to Qingzhou......"
He Haiqing was stunned for a moment, saw tears rolling in her eyes, and ran out of ideas, and stammered, "What are you going to do?" β
Yan Furong's face turned red, feeling that she had shown her weak side in front of He Haiqing, she quickly wiped away her tears, and said deliberately and happily, "I just haven't made a real canopy boat!" I heard that Fengnuma can go to Qingzhou all the way by water, and it must be fun to take a boat there! β
He Haiqing saw that her mood was improving, so he also laughed with her.