"I didn't say yes, so it doesn't count." Hua Qianchu said, let him be a man...... No, if a man goes to be the daughter-in-law of a girl's family, he won't do it.

Feng Nanqi just smiled evilly, "But you just agreed." ”

"When?" He frowned, and he didn't notice it when he thought about it.

"It's when I just asked you to drink medicine~" Her eyes are very beautiful, like the three thousand clouds flowing down the sky.

He stood in the sunlight, his jet-black hair pacing a golden coat, and he thought about it for a moment, then let out a soft cry.

"Husband?"

"Huh!"

She smiled, as if the world was all gray in front of her, small and insignificant.

Maybe Hua Qianchu didn't understand that from this moment on, his bond with her was like the leaf that was attached to the wind.

Unable to find it.

In the next few days, Feng Nanqi kept pulling Hua Qianchu around to play.

Time with her seems to stand still. There is no hatred and sorrow, and whenever you are alone, the tragedy of being destroyed is swept by hatred.

Today, Feng Nanqi went to him early in the morning.

The simple clothes without too many patterns are a sign of her going out, and the ponytail is tied up high, neat and refreshing.

"Huahua, I'll take you out of the palace to play today!" Feng Nanqi smiled sweetly, melting the exhaustion in his heart.

She looked at his blue eyes, "What's wrong?" Didn't sleep last night? Do you want me to accompany you? ”

is habitually sultry, and after getting along for the past three days, he has probably figured out Feng Nanqi's character. But even so, he couldn't help but blush when he heard her say such things, couldn't she pay attention to etiquette?

Feng Nanqi looked at Hua Qianchu's red ears and smiled heartlessly.

Boys who are prone to shyness are really cute.

"No need, men and women can't kiss." Hua Qianchu said that he had to calm down a little.

Feng Nanqi blinked and didn't continue to joke, because he was going out to do serious business today.

The trustee of the shopkeeper of Zijin Shuyuan brought a message, and the outline of the essay was almost drawn up.

It's only been a few days, and it's almost set over there, which shows the high efficiency of the library and the importance it attaches to this matter.

Feng Nanqi went over this time to roughly determine whether there were any changes to the content.

But on the way, she met a familiar figure and stopped her.

Thin, thin and weak.

It's Jiang Qingzhi!

Hua Qianchu followed her gaze and found this person too.

In front of the pharmacy, Jiang Qingzhi pulled the sleeve of the pharmacy owner, as if he was begging for something.

The pharmacy owner pulled back his sleeve and shook his head in lamentation. Only Jiang Qingzhi was left to sit at the door of the pharmacy in a decadent manner, pulling his somewhat withered yellow hair in pain.

Feng Nanqi walked over to him, and Hua Qianchu, who was on the side, also followed.

"What's wrong with you?" The soft voice rang in his ears, and he looked up to see a small doll standing in front of him.

"It's you." He smiled wryly and shook his head.

Feng Nanqi saw the packet of medicine beside him, it should have been bought for his mother, but could this dose be too little?

"Can I take a look?" Hua Qianchu, who was on the side, also noticed it, and he asked the frustrated Jiang Qingzhi.

"Whatever." The stubble on the face is more obvious, and people who are in their twenties now look more like they are in their forties.

The clothes on my body have also become a little gray, which is the color that only appears when I wash it often. It can be seen how difficult he is, and he doesn't even have a few clothes to change into.

Hua Qianchu opened the packet of medicines, carefully checked them, and found that they were all very rare medicinal materials, and it was estimated that it would take a lot of money to match a pair.

He folded the herbs again and gave them back to him.

"These herbs are very valuable." Hua Qianchu said, but it was for Feng Nanqi.

Feng Nanqi tilted his head and smiled at him.

Huahua is so sweet.

She doesn't understand these things at all, but Hua Qianchu is different, because of his background, he knows a lot of things that the girl doesn't understand.

Feng Nanqi straightened his face again, and saw that this man had a heartache from the bottom of his heart.

"Is it because the manuscript fee is not enough to pay for these medicines?" She asked, with Jiang Qingzhi's family background, it was already very good to be able to afford a pack.

Jiang Qingzhi replied to her question self-deprecatingly: "Yes, I could barely buy a few more copies before." Later, my mother's illness worsened, and the medicinal materials she needed became more expensive, and I couldn't afford to pay for the medicine with the little manuscript fee I received. ”

Hua Qianchu didn't speak, and Feng Nanqi squatted down in front of him.

Shui Ling's eyes stared at his tired eyes.

"Your name is Jiang Qingzhi." Feng Nanqi asked him, and he just looked at her a little tiredly.

The tired, lifeless gaze.

Feng Nanqi has seen this look, which is only revealed by those who are about to be executed and have no desire to live, despair.

"Now you can't even compare to a beggar." She spoke lightly, her tone cold in her voice.

Jiang Qingzhi was stunned for a moment, and then began to give up on herself, without speaking, just repeating what she said.

"Even a beggar is better than me......"

Suddenly, a pair of hands appeared in front of him, gently holding his face, and the voice was gentle. It was as if the cold tone just now was just an illusion on his part.

"No, you're better than them. You also have a seriously ill mother waiting for you to come home, so you can't beat yourself up. ”

He was originally discouraged, but after hearing what Feng Nanqi said, his cloudy eyes gradually returned to clarity.

He still has his mother waiting for him to take care of, and he can't just be decadent.

"I can help you." She continued, like a demon that bewitches a child.

"It's not convenient to talk here, you come with me."

The fragrance of tea is curling, and the east is facing the stream. Murmuring and streaming, chirping streams.

This is Feng Nanqi's exclusive wing.

Because the environment of this teahouse is unique, she will come and sit when she is fine.

The little guy added tea, and Jiang Qingzhi looked a little restrained.

He had never imagined that one day he would come to such a high-end teahouse to drink tea.

"Here you go." Feng Nanqi pushed a money bag in front of Jiang Qingzhi, but he didn't touch it, just glanced at it and didn't speak.

"It's a deposit." She opened her mouth lightly, took a sip of tea, and then continued, "In a few days, Zijin Shuyuan will hold an essay competition, and excellent works will receive a large amount of prize money. ”

Feng Nanqi glanced at Jiang Qingzhi, who was sitting directly opposite her, and found that he didn't have any expression.

"I don't know if that money will cure your mother's illness, but that amount is enough for you to spend a while."

Jiang Qingzhi finally spoke, if there was really this competition, even if she didn't say it, he would try his best for his mother.

"What does the princess want me to do?"

Feng Nanqi raised his eyes, and his tone became indifferent, "I want you to win this game." ”