Lin Qingyin wanted to get up.

"Miss Yan."

Lin Qingyin looked sideways, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

The world is spinning.

His wrists were tightly grasped, and the corners of his clothes hung down on his lap.

Lin Qingyin looked directly into Chu Yu's eyes and bent his legs.

Chu Yu flashed sideways, and Lin Qingyin suddenly turned his shackled wrist and pulled it out in an instant.

Chu Yu still grabbed Lin Qingyin's other wrist with his other hand, and he turned over and let himself lie on the ground.

Lin Qingyin felt that he was being taken along, his body was in the air, and when he fell, Lin Qingyin quickly held on to the grass with sharp eyes and hands.

And Chu Yu was under her.

Posture reversal.

"Chu Yu."

Lin Qingyin's expression was calm, the lake in his eyes seemed to have just finished snowing, and something was reflected in his pupils, like the only small pavilion where snow fell on the pure white lake.

Chu Yu blinked.

"Miss Yan looks good." The boy smiled in amazement.

Lin Qingyin turned sideways coldly and sat on the grass.

Chu Yu stood up and compromised: "It's late, let's go back." ”

After the temptation, Chu Yu knew that if she didn't let her go, she would be provoked.

He retracted his right hand into his sleeve, then handed over the corner of his sleeve, and motioned for Lin Qingyin to pull the corner of his sleeve to get up.

Lin Qingyin glanced at Chu Yu's sleeve and stood up on his own.

Lin Qingyin gently patted the weeds on his clothes with both hands, and a strand of hair was obediently placed on his shoulders.

Chu Yu looked at it, with a faint smile in his eyes.

"I like you all."

He knew from day one that she wasn't a white rabbit.

The carriage was full of fighting, and several poisonous arrows pierced the carriage.

And when he lifted the curtain, he saw a pair of eyes that were calm to indifferent.

The wind lifted by the curtain of the car blew the surface of the lake, and the eyes that were extremely good-looking gradually moistened, revealing stubborn and unconscious horror.

The girl looked at him quietly.

As it is now, just look at him.

"Confession."

Lin Qingyin walked out.

Confession?

Chu Yu chewed on the two words.

Was he, rejected?

Zero: No, the virus is a scumbag!

The sunset over the sunken mountains spreads the orange color between the houses.

The hustle and bustle of the market fades away, and pedestrians are scattered.

Boys and maidens rode their horses slowly down the dim mountains, their shadows stretched long by the setting sun.

-

Early in the morning, Wancui appeared in front of Lin Qingyin with a bouquet of flowers.

"Miss, this is the flower that the little Marquis of Chu sent today."

Dark green satin wraps the flower stems, and the white flowers are clustered together, pure and immaculate, like the new snow of the Tianshan Mountains being planted in the world.

It's good-looking.

But white is not very lucky.

Wan Cui's expression was slightly weird.

Lin Qingyin glanced at it: "I'll send someone to send the tea bags over later." ”

Wan Cui answered, and carefully replaced the white flower with yesterday's orchid and inserted it into the vase.

Wancui picks the petals of the orchid and prepares to dry it to make sachets.

Every morning, Chu Xiaohou will send fresh flowers, which are either precious or rare, and they are all very good-looking.

Oh, the trick of coaxing the little girl.

Wancui closes the petals.

-

The capital has been very lively recently.

The accident at the poetry meeting actually caused a prince to be sent to prison.

And the famous gentleman in the capital fell in love with Miss Biao of the Qin Mansion, so it rained red in the sky.

Chu Xiaohou Ye is no longer looking for fun, and occasionally helps the old Hou Ye do something, such as obediently pleasing the old Hou Ye.

But what he did more was to collect some rare things in the whole of Beijing, just waiting to send them to Miss Biao in the Qin Mansion.

For example, I have to give Miss Qin Fubiao a bouquet of flowers every day.

I heard that just such a bouquet of flowers every day is more precious than the lives of ordinary people.

It's just that the young lady in the Qin Mansion doesn't seem to be interested in Chu Yu.

Chu Yu gave her a bouquet of flowers, and she returned a bag of tea.