Chapter 17: First Meeting
Those eyes were as black as ink, bottomless.
The gaze is fierce, cold as a knife.
Cheng Jinrong looked into the young man's eyes coldly, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat. The golden needle in his hand could not be pierced, and hung above the handsome face of the young man.
When the boy opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a girl's face.
The skin is as white as jade, the eyes are like paint, and the lips are like Danzhu. Like the most colorful buds on the branches in early spring, they bloom slowly in front of his eyes, which is beautiful and beautiful.
After the initial amazement, I was greeted with unbelievable shock.
It's her!
How could it be her?!
The young man He Qi stared straight at the girl Cheng Jinrong, his pupils contracted suddenly, and his eyes flashed with surprise and a trace of confusion. The heart is like a huge wave, and it is like a storm crashing on the shore.
He didn't scream on the spot, it all relied on his rock-like hard will and self-control.
Cheng Jinrong calmed down and stood up straight.
He Qi exhaled deeply, and before he had time to look left and right, a long-lost surprise voice sounded in his ears: "Childe, you are finally awake!" ”
Hearing this voice, He Qi's whole body was shocked, and he immediately raised his eyes to look over.
The black-faced guard stepped forward quickly, his eyes full of joy: "How is Childe feeling now?" Is there any discomfort? The little one had already sent someone back home to deliver the letter, but fortunately the son was unharmed. Otherwise, the little one is really shameless to go home to see the old lady. ”
He Qi's lips moved, and a thousand words poured into his throat, as if he was blocked by a boulder, and he couldn't spit out a word.
The shock, excitement, sadness and joy in my heart are indescribable.
The master was overly frightened, and he was unconscious for half an hour, and it was common for him to be speechless for a while. The black-faced guard Su Mu was not suspicious, and thanked Cheng Jinrong gratefully: "Thank you for saving your son!" ”
Cheng Jinrong responded with a smile: "As a doctor, saving lives and helping the injured is a proper duty, and there is no need to say thank you." ”
As he spoke, he leaned over calmly and took off all the golden needles on He Qi's head.
The faint aroma of herbs quietly hit.
He Qi subconsciously held his breath, his body a little tense. A pair of cold and sharp black eyes like a falcon stared at Cheng Jinrong's face tightly.
Like a ferocious beast, eyeing its prey......
Cheng Jinrong was a little surprised to Shang He Qi's dark eyes that shone with a complex light.
Odd! When he was a teenager, he was known as the first gentleman of Da Chu, how could he have such a pair of deep and sharp eyes?
The eyes are facing each other.
He Qi's handsome face, which was not fair, quickly drifted a trace of dark red. The fierce and cold temperament disappeared in an instant. Like a ferocious beast that suddenly becomes a shy sheep.
Cheng Jinrong: "......"
For some reason, Cheng Jinrong wanted to laugh.
It turned out that the third prince of He, who was still young and had not been killed, was like this. It was very different from what she had imagined. There's a hint of unexpected cuteness.
……
"He San is awake!"
Several young men beside Jiang Liu finally noticed that He Qi had woken up, and they were both surprised and delighted, and they all left Jiang Liu, who was crying and crying, and surrounded him.
Cheng Jinrong took two steps back slightly and gave way to the position next to the bed. Silently watched as the teenagers scrambled to speak to He Qi.
The first one to open his mouth was a fair-skinned and handsome young man who was better than a girl, and he grabbed He Qi's arm excitedly: "Cousin! You're finally awake! ”
This handsome young man is Zhu Qijue, the second son of Pingxi Hou, and also the cousin of He Qi's relatives.
Zhu Qijue's appearance is handsome, not to mention, but his mouth is sweet and pleasing. Relying on a mouth, he coaxed everyone in Pingxi Hou Mansion to favor him for three points.
He Qi's gaze swept around Zhu Qijue's surprised face.
Immediately afterwards, the apricot-colored brocade robe fanned open the beauty folding fan in his hand, shaking the folding fan while smiling: "I said a long time ago, congratulations to the three lives of great blessings." It's going to be fine. ”
This young man in apricot clothes is Ye Lingyun, the son of the princess of Yasukuni. It is ranked fourth in Fuchu. The gender is male, and the hobbies are female......
In early spring, the weather is still chilly. Cheng Jinrong stood aside, Ye Lingyun shook the beauty fan and pretended to be graceful, and the bag was like a peacock with an open screen.
What Ye Lingyun wanted to do, he could figure it out with his toes.
He Qi glanced at Ye Lingyun.
Ye Lingyun felt a chill on his spine inexplicably. Out of his instincts, which had been honed after years of oppression, he decisively put away the folding fan. The pressure on the whole body suddenly lightened.
A young man in a royal blue brocade robe saw this scene in his eyes, and squeezed his eyebrows and laughed evilly. The look of the under-yawning and smoking, only a cheap word can describe it.
This young man in blue is called Zheng Qinghuai. He is the third son of Jinning Houfu.
plus Jiang Yao, the sixth prince of the Weiguo Mansion, who was crying like a pig on the side.
The five most prestigious in the capital's noble circle are all here.
A hint of nostalgia flashed in He Qi's eyes, and his mood was agitated and chaotic. Still didn't open his mouth to speak.
It is rare to see He Qi so quiet and silent, and the cheap-mouthed Zheng Qinghuai naturally refuses to let go: "He Sangongzi is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he has never frowned when he poked the sky into a hole." Today, I just fell off the horse, and I was scared stupid? ”
Ye Lingyun immediately took over the conversation and laughed at He Qi together: "Don't worry! Dr. Xiao Cheng has already bandaged Jiang Liu's bones, and Jiang Liu's leg is fine. However, you have to go to the Patriotic Mansion to apologize. ”
"Don't say I'm not righteous. When the time comes, I will definitely go with you! ”
Zhu Qijue glared at a friend who owed a pair of mouths: "Okay, my cousin just woke up, maybe he has dizziness and headache or something." You two don't talk nonsense. ”
It's a pity that Zhu Qijue was born white and delicate, and his eyes were not threatening or powerful.
Ye Lingyun snorted, and deliberately raised Zhu Qijue's chin with the folding fan in his hand: "Second son Zhu is as beautiful as a flower, and his eyes do not diminish the charm at all!" ”
Bah!
Zhu Qijue scolded with a smile and kicked over.
Ye Lingyun was kicked and screamed, suppressing Jiang Liu's cries on the side.
Zheng Qinghuai put his hand into his sleeve and watched the excitement with his eyes shining. From time to time, he made a provocative sentence or two, instigating Zhu Qijue to beat him more violently.
Not to be outdone, Ye Lingyun reached out and dragged Zheng Qinghuai over. The three of them punched and kicked each other, and they fought together.
A familiar and long-ago scene made He Qi's heart warm slightly.
The turbulent and chaotic mood slowly subsided and precipitated.
He Qi tilted his head slightly and looked at Cheng Jinrong.
A girl in a green dress stood by the window, and the bright sunlight shone through the window and fell right on her face. I don't know if it's the sun shining brightly, or if her eyes are brighter.
Everyone around him faded into black and white shadows.
Only her slender figure is a brilliant and dazzling color.
She was also looking at him, with a hint of pleasure in her calm gaze.
"Thank you girl for saving me!" He Qi finally opened his mouth, and his voice was a little strange and hoarse: "I don't know the benefactor's surname?" If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely repay the girl for saving her life! ”
Cheng Jinrong: "......"