As soon as Cui Changjian left, Cui Wanqing was left alone in the house, except for the sound of the charcoal fire in the charcoal basin, it was quiet.

She lowered her head and looked at the agarwood hairpin in the shape of a bird that was barely carved into a bird by Qi Xuanhui in her palm.

But what kind of bird should this bird be? Cui Wanqing couldn't recognize it for a long time, her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't analyze it as calmly as Cui Changjian, and she quickly guessed that the king of Liangjun carved a mandarin duck.

In Cui Wanqing's memory, Qi Xuanhui has never held an official seal or a sword in his hand, and even if he is not good, he has to take an antique fan worth 10,000 gold, a fan with a beautiful style, a fan

How? Since when did this noble prince pick up a delicate carving knife and clumsily carve things that women carry?

Cui Wanqing thought of Qi Xuanhui carrying people on his back, alone in the candlelight, and carved this hairpin carefully and seriously for himself.

Presumably, his already dazzling eyes must be as burning as stars, reflecting the bright candlelight on the kang table, and the more people who want to look at it can't bear to look away.

This picture imagined by her was too tempting to think about it, Cui Wanqing couldn't help but feel like a drum, as if she had a thousand words to say, but she was stuck in her throat and couldn't pronounce half a syllable.

I only feel that my heart is like cotton soaked in water, filled with sadness, distress and emotion.

Cui Wanqing knew that Qi Xuanhui's step by step was pressing, and she couldn't resist it, but she still couldn't turn around and retreat in a chic way, let alone stop her own footsteps.

Last time in Cai's house, Cui Wanqing was already pitiful to him. Forced to take a step back, how long has it been? She hadn't even decided what she wanted to give.

This one threw another hot hairpin over, which really made people panic, happy, ashamed, and restless.

"Qi Xuanhui," Cui Wanqing let the name roll between her lips and teeth, carefully savoring its taste, "Qi Xuanhui." Are you my eternal doom? ”

"It doesn't matter who I am. No matter how my soul is hidden in that skin, you will recognize me at a glance in the sea of thousands of people. Pull me out fiercely, and then turn me into the sharpest nail with tenderness and affection, and nail me firmly in front of you, and you can no longer move half a step"

The hairpin in her hand was caressed by her every strand of it. Every howe, that faint fragrance. It lingered on the tip of her nose and penetrated into her heart and lungs.

Qi Xuanhui simply carved a hairpin, and there was no gold and silver jewelry inlaid, which was about after completion. Varnish several times.

But Cui Wanqing knew very well in her heart, whether it was in her previous life or in this life, this was among all the gifts she received. Not the best and most precious, but the most sincere. The most shocking thing is the same!

She couldn't help but think in her heart: "If you treated me like this in your previous life, that bowl of 'beauty soup', I don't need you to pour it, I will drink it willingly."

It can be seen that the gap between affection and ruthlessness must be a big contrast.

If you are ruthless, you will hate it to death.

If there is love, if you die, I will walk with you.

Cui Wanqing let out a long sigh, and finally had to admit that between her and Qi Xuanhui, I don't know when it started, there was already an undercurrent of affection.

She looked up and wanted to talk to her third brother, but when she looked around, she was alone in the house, and she was nowhere to be seen.

"It seems that I am too engrossed in my thoughts, but the third brother has no time to spend with him, I am afraid that I will go to the Zhenxi General's Mansion a long time ago to visit Sister Dai."

"Okay, it's okay not to say this, when I go to the third brother the day after tomorrow, I will directly bring the things for that person, so that the third brother will not be depressed anymore." Cui Wanqing quickly made up her mind.

She wanted to put the hairpin in the box, but she sent it to the box, took it back, and put the hairpin in her arms and put it close to her.

She was very nostalgic and touched her hand through her jacket gently, and the real touch under her hand made Cui Wanqing's lips bloom with a beautiful smile.

Cui Wanqing made up her mind, and then opened her mouth to call Wen Gui to enter the door, and the master and servant said twice, and sure enough, Cui Changjian had been gone for more than half an hour.

Cui Wanqing knew that her demeanor was different at this time, and she was afraid that someone would see the clues, so she simply asked Wen Gui to go to Mrs. Cui to take leave, and by the way, she brought Yingqiao and Mother Shi out.

Let's just say that Fang's mother sent someone to invite her, and on the account of Yuxi Villa at home, there is a problem that Cui Wanqing needs to go back to look at and deal with.

The arrangements were made, and after a while, the people gathered, and everyone hugged Cui Wanqing out of the courtyard gate and returned to Qingyuan in a small sedan chair.

Cui Wanqing entered the main house, and without waiting for the maid to come up to serve, she took off her cloak with her own hands, threw the hand stove to Fang Rong, and hurried straight to the study.

He closed the door of the study with his backhand, separated everyone from the door, took out the hairpin with body temperature from his arms, and couldn't help but look at the candle with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

Since the last time she saw Qi Xuanhui at Cai's house, Cui Wanqing's heart has been loosened, that person sent things to everyone for her, but only he was missing, so she was jealous and jealous, and even dragged her sick body, and asked her face-to-face, "Why?" ”

Where can Cui Wanqing not be impressed by him? After returning home, it was not that he didn't think about asking his third brother to bring him some small objects, and it would be good to coax people to be happy.

It's just that the things that were given to Qi Xuanhui and the gifts given to the people around him had different meanings.

To put it bluntly, in fact, Cui Wanqing was entangled in her heart, and she couldn't make up her mind, so she didn't know if she wanted to send a piece of study to clear her offering? Or do you want to send a delicate and simple antique ornament?

Who knows, before she has made up her mind, Cao Tang's matter will come.

Okay, there is someone by her side all the time, what else can Cui Wanqing do? What do you dare to do?

Today, Cui Changjian brought back this seemingly rough, but in fact contains a deep friendship Mu Hai, and he was afraid that he would not be able to be impressed, so he resolutely added Huang Ming's original words.

Cui Wan really felt the heartache, 'two hundred and thirty-six times', 'muttering her name in a coma'.

God, could it be that Qi Xuanhui couldn't forget her for a moment even in a coma dream?

Cui Changjian's meaning today is to understand, that is, let yourself express your position, whether it is acceptance or rejection, you tell the truth, don't make people uncomfortable like this.

Cui Wanqing didn't expect that it was not Qi Xuanhui who forced her to make a decision, but Cui Changjian. (To be continued)

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