As a result, the more she said, the more flustered Cui Wanqing became, and the more she thought about it, the more unbearable her heartache became, like a steel needle piercing her heart, and the pain was unbearable.

It's obviously something that can't happen, but when she thinks about it over and over again, it seems like it's come true.

Cui Wanqing immediately felt that the sadness was like a monstrous wave, which instantly drowned her, and there was almost no warning at all, and the tears fell so flutteringly.

She was old for a long time before she squeezed out a few words from between her teeth, "Then I will go to Biyun Nunnery to lose my hair, eat fasting and pray for the Buddha to pray for his health in the next life." ”

When Cui Changjian heard this, he immediately became angry, pointed at Cui Wanqing and scolded: "Confused! Cui Wanqing, you are so not confused! ”

"When he dies, you have to become a monk and recite Buddhism for him, never marry for the rest of your life, abandon your homeland, abandon your family, and you don't care about it."

"Have you ever thought about us? Have you ever thought that the hair and skin of the body should not be lightly damaged by the parents who give it? ”

Probably feeling that his tone was a little too radical, Cui Changjian breathed a sigh of relief, took a deep breath a few times, and continued to ask in a different way: "Okay, for my brother, I will ask you again, since you can do so much for him, then why, obviously he is living a good life now, and he is so affectionate to you, but you don't cherish it well?" ”

"For my brother, everything you do is pushing people away, and it's too chilling for people's hearts, let me ask you, what are you awkward?"

"Tsk." Cui Changjian saw that Cui Wanqing lowered her head and didn't answer her question at all, and then looked at her thin shoulders, which became more and more violent because of crying, and even more hated iron and steel, "You still cry!" ”

"Hey, brother should really hold a wooden stick in his hand, and wake you up with a stick, you confused little girl, it's really worrying."

After speaking, I couldn't help but let out a long breath, thought about it, and patted the armrest of the official hat chair vigorously.

He really thinks now, this kid is anxious!

In Cui Wanqing's previous life, she was indeed often reprimanded by Qi Xuanhui, but when she opened her eyes in this life, the most ugly thing to hear was a few cold words, and she had never been reprimanded like this.

Immediately, he was a little confused by his third brother's lesson, and his legs, which were already weak, couldn't support his heavy body, and he fell into the official hat chair.

The beautiful box inlaid with silver on the desk was already on the side, but when she was inadvertently hit by her elbow, it rolled to the ground with a grunt, and even the objects inside fell out because of the force of the landing.

The eyes of the brother and sister were very tacit, and they both stared at the object that fell to the ground at the same time, but they saw that in such a gorgeous and fancy box, it turned out to be a very ordinary wooden hairpin.

If you insist on giving this wooden hairpin, pull out some characteristics, that is, the wood is good, this wooden hairpin from falling on the ground, began to exude a faint fragrance, the fragrance is elegant and good, should be the best agarwood.

But the carver of this wooden hairpin really didn't dare to compliment, Cui Changjian opened his eyes wide, and after identifying the old man for a long time, he didn't see a name.

He stood up and walked a few steps closer, and then guessed that the thing lying on the hairpin's head should not be a bird or a duck, right?

Or carved a mandarin duck?

This was not at all what he saw, but guessed from the person who sent it.

Cui Changjian's eyes suddenly flashed Qi Xuanhui's left hand next to him when he was writing on the kang table with tea.

He remembered very well that on Qi Xuanhui's left hand, there were many scratches of different shades.

At that time, Cui Changjian felt very strange, during the period since the prince of the county was recuperating from his injury, he was so thoughtful and proper to be cared for, how could he still cut his hand.

Look at the scar is more than one, not to mention the deep and shallow ones, the wounds are still new and old, the old ones are all scabbed, and the new ones are still red marks, obviously not scratched at one time.

Now seeing this wooden hairpin that is by no means good-looking, what else does Cui Changjian not understand?

He is also a man, a man who likes women.

But Cui Changjian asked himself, if it was for a woman who was always cold to him, he would never be able to do something like Qi Xuanhui.

For love, Cui Changjian has always adhered to the point of view of 'if you are ruthless, I will leave', he will never be self-contemptuous, such an unlimited obsession entanglement.

If the person I love also loves me, everyone will naturally be happy, but if people avoid me, then why hold on to them?

You will be in pain, the other person will be terrified, and you will even feel disgusted because you don't know what to do.

"It's obviously the woman you love deeply, but she gives you such a negative feeling" Cui Changjian shook his head, feeling deeply unacceptable.

He was really a little confused by Qi Xuanhui's persistence, affection, and persistence.

"Is it worth it?" Cui Changjian couldn't wait to stand in front of Qi Xuanhui and ask him loudly! "Is it worth it?"

However, Cui Changjian is not in front of Qi Xuanhui now, and it is impossible for him to turn around and go out, beat his horse and go straight to the palace, and ask Qi Xuanhui this sentence, it is really too hurtful.

Therefore, he slowly walked up to Mu Hai and reached out to pick up this little gadget that seemed to be light and fluttering, but weighed more than a thousand gold.

Cui Changjian walked up to the stunned Cui Wanqing, took the girl's hand, and carefully placed the wooden hairpin in Cui Wanqing's palm, letting her hold it tightly.

Only then did he say softly, "Originally, none of us should intervene in this emotional matter, after all, we are all bystanders, and you are the parties involved." ”

"There may be some things that we don't know very clearly, and even what we see with our own eyes is not what we see."

"But, alas"

Cui Changjian really felt embarrassed, put his hands behind his back, and sighed to the sky, "When my brother left Xianghai Palace today, Father-in-law Xiao Huang said a word to me. ”

"He said, 'Please tell Miss Sù Jiu that my master is seriously injured and is about to die several times, and in the eleven days that he was in a coma, he shouted 'Qing'er' a total of two hundred and thirty-six times."

"Qing'er, you just think about it again, okay?"

After Cui Changjian said these words, he suddenly felt that he wanted to see Cai Kedai very much, and he felt how rare the two of them were to understand their affection.

Compared to Qi Xuanhui, how lucky he is, he really has a lot of words and wants to talk to Cai Kedai.

Cui Changjian's mood at the moment couldn't be calm, he was rarely in a hurry, obviously Cui Wanqing at this moment needed him to accompany him for a while, but he was so anxious that he couldn't sit down.

He didn't even say goodbye to Cui Wanqing, he rushed out of the house in such a hurry, and took Cui Jin, who was guarding the door, and Cui Liang to the Zhenxi General's Mansion. R1152