Hua Chengcheng felt as if her heart had been hammered hard by something, she frowned, and stared at him very incomprehensibly: "Young Master Qingci, no matter how you look at you, you should be a Sven person, why would you say such a thing?"

"If Miss Allure wants to listen to Sven, she probably doesn't need to ask me. But any man who thinks of himself as Sven always wants to show his personable, talented, and single-minded appearance in front of women. But how many men have you heard of who can end up with a woman? How many men in this world are not surrounded by three wives and four concubines? As a man, I can tell Miss Allure very responsibly that if a man wants to have something to do with you, it is not necessarily because he is in love with you, it is also possible that he is just lustful for you, evil thoughts, or even he has murderous intent towards you. Qing Ci was ruthless, and his eyes narrowed slightly when he said the last few words. His words and his expression were like gusts of wind and waves, washing away and disintegrating the faith in the heart of the painting.

A touch of sadness swelled up in her heart, and she couldn't help but think of Cang Wunian, he couldn't have been moved by her, it must have been a desire.

"Then dare to ask Qingci Gongzi, have you ever really cared about a woman in your heart?" After a long time, Hua Chengcheng asked in a low voice.

Qing Ci's eyes condensed slightly, and the corner of the lilac skirt that dragged the ground appeared in his mind, the woman was cold and peerless, always high and unreachable, so that he could only look up.

"Of course. Qing Ci nodded and replied affirmatively.

She ...... What kind of woman is it?" Seeing Qing Ci's expression, it seemed to be stuck in a memory, as if he remembered something unforgettable, and the painting Allure couldn't help but be curious, wanting to get to the bottom of it.

"She is the most unique woman in the world. In my mind, no woman can compare to her. Qing Ci replied very calmly.

"Then where is she now?" Hua Allure is even more curious, is there really such a beautiful woman in this world?

"She ......" only said one word, but Qingci suddenly stopped, and his eyes stared at the face of the painting for a moment.

She is probably right in front of my eyes, but she is no longer the peerless appearance of the grace.

"She's dead. After a while, Qing Ci looked to the side and lightly spit out these three words.

Hearing this, Hua Allure was stunned for a moment, and then she hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mention your sadness." ”

"It's okay, it was many years ago. As long as I live for one day, she will live in my heart for one day. Qing Ci smiled faintly.

"Allure girl, come over here. An Ruyue's call sounded in the distance, she was standing at the door of the house where the painting was allure, presumably because Qing Ci was here, so she didn't take the initiative to come over.

"I'll go over and have a look. Hua Chengcheng smiled shallowly at Qing Ci, owed his body, and got up and left the pavilion.

Qing Ci nodded, didn't say anything, and didn't even look in that direction. He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and as for why he was uncomfortable, he couldn't say clearly.

"What's wrong, Sister Ruyue?" walked to An Ruyue's side, and then asked Hua Chengcheng.

"I've already fried the medicine, it's just ...... The soup of the medicine was very disgusting, and I was a little hesitant whether I should give it to the little prince to drink. An Ruyue said with some hesitation.

"Didn't you get that medicine? "Painting Allure can't help but wonder, isn't Qingci a person who cares about it?

An Ruyue's complexion changed, and she said in a low voice: "It's better to ...... Why don't you call him and ask him what this medicine is? If he can tell the reason, it will not be too late to give it to the little prince. ”

Painting Allure secretly raised his eyebrows, An Ruyue, who looks fast and fast-talking on weekdays, is really deflated by a teenager's hand today. Maybe she just feels a little awkward in her heart now because of the woman's reserve, but I'm afraid it won't be long before her heart slowly begins to fall for him.

But the green resignation ...... He also said that he had a woman in his heart who he cared about very much, and that woman was already dead. Hua Allure couldn't help but start worrying about An Ruyue and Qing Ci's future, because the living people are always unable to compare with the dead people. Even Luo Fan's predecessors, who seem to be chic and uninhibited about everything, still can't accept Qiao Sanniang because of the Yun Rui who lives in his heart, who is no different from death?

"Okay, I'll call him over and ask him. The painting Allure lowered his eyes and removed the worries in his heart, and answered softly.

After a while, Qing Ci came to the house with the painting, and An Ruyue was sitting at the table, in a daze at a porcelain bowl.

"Sister Ruyue, is this the medicine that Qingci Gongzi brought?" asked Hua Chengcheng in surprise when he caught a glimpse of the bright red soup in the porcelain bowl.

"Oh, yes, I did what he said, and I fried three bowls of water into one bowl, and it became like this. An Ruyue came back to her senses, but she deliberately didn't look at Qingci very awkwardly.

Qing Ci didn't care much, walked to the table, took the porcelain bowl in his hand, and said lightly: "This medicine is originally like this, if you don't worry, I'll take a sip first." ”

As he spoke, Qing Ci raised the porcelain bowl and wanted to send it to his mouth.

"Don't ...... I didn't say what you added to the medicine. An Ruyue was in a hurry, and she stepped forward and wanted to snatch the bowl from Qingci's hand.

Qing Ci deftly dodged, avoiding An Ruyue's hand, and his tone was a little cold: "If you can't believe me, why don't you want to give this medicine to the pavilion master?

An Ruyue lowered her head and looked a little cramped: "I'...... I didn't. ”

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two suddenly became tense, Hua Chengcheng hurriedly came out to play a round: "No, Qingci Gongzi, it's me...... It's because I have some doubts about this medicine, so I want to call you over to ask, it has nothing to do with Sister Ruyue. ”

"Miss Allure doesn't need to take the responsibility on herself, from the look on your face as soon as you entered the room and the questions you asked, I know that you didn't know what this medicine looked like before. Qing Ci waved his hand lightly at the painting Allure, but his eyes stared directly at An Ruyue, and then he slowly put the porcelain bowl in his hand back on the table, and said lightly: "It's useless to say more, this medicine is here, whether you want to give it to the pavilion master, you decide for yourself." I'm tired, so I'm going to rest first. ”

turned around, strode out of the door, and Qingci's back disappeared decisively in the eyes of the two women. Looking at his back, An Ruyue was a little angry, and for some reason her eyes were red: "Inexplicable! What an inexplicable nerd!"

"Sister Ruyue, don't be like this. Maybe...... Maybe this medicine is precious. When we doubt him like this, it is inevitable that he will be a little unhappy. Painting Allure hurriedly stepped forward to take An Ruyue's hand and comforted softly.

The phrase "Painting Allure" was really right, and it was a long time before they realized that this medicine was not just precious.

Qing Ci, who left the room of the painting Allure, looked gloomy and strode into the courtyard. An evil fire rose in his heart, and he suddenly raised his right hand fiercely, and hit the stone table in the courtyard hard, and it was the power of his flesh palm that smashed the stone table in half.

"An Ruyue, you really disappointed me. I thought...... The stubbornness in your eyes is what you should have in your bones, but I didn't expect it...... You're no different from those women. Qing Ci scolded angrily in a low voice, but Fang Cai'an Ruyue's instinctive reserve and shyness looked at Qing Ci's eyes, but he was submissive and wanted to be captured, which made him inexplicably feel a little disgusted.

The important thing is that she is actually suspicious of him. Cang Wunian is like this, any woman who has no power to restrain a chicken can easily end his life, if he wants to harm him, there are a hundred ways, why do he have to get such a suspicious medicine to make him drink?

The two women in the house heard the sound outside the courtyard, and were slightly stunned at first, and then couldn't help but look at each other.

"Sister Ruyue, I'll feed Brother Wunian medicine. You still go to see Qing Ci Gongzi, he seems to be really angry. Hua Chengcheng nudged An Ruyue and motioned her to hurry over.

"I ...... Why should I go to see him, and he's not the only one who gets angry. You can also see how excessive he was before, just such a Sven scum, if I don't ask the little prince to punish him, he should burn high incense, and expect me to say good things, no way!" An Ruyue stomped her feet hatefully, with anger and grievances in her heart.

"If you don't go, you won't go, and Sister Ruyue shouldn't be angry. If you had gone back to the house to rest earlier, I would have been fine, and I would have taken care of my brother. Hua Chengcheng sighed and persuaded softly.

An Ruyue looked at the painting Allure, and then at Cang Wunian, who had been in a coma for a day on the bed, thinking that it seemed to be in the way for her to stay here, so she nodded and exited the room where the painting was allure.

When she came to the courtyard, there was no shadow of Qingci around, An Ruyue breathed a sigh of relief, but deep in her heart, she was inexplicably panicked. Walking to the edge of the stone table that was broken in half, An Ruyue subconsciously took a second look, except for some debris left by the broken stone table, there were some water stains, and there seemed to be nothing special.

Shaking her head, An Ruyue smiled self-deprecatingly, this scholar who seemed weak on the surface had extremely high martial arts and mana cultivation, and it was just a stone table, and it could still hurt him.

"An Ruyue, An Ruyue, you are a Shura woman, weren't you just kissed by a stinky scholar? What's the big deal!" An Ruyue patted her face, muttered to herself, and turned around and left the courtyard.