He quickly turned his head, but the little foot that was slick on the pedal was somehow, swaying in front of his eyes, and his whole body was rushing to his nose.

"Brother? How are you? ”

Ye Qingcheng didn't dare to turn his head at all, and still maintained the movement of turning his head to look out the window.

"Ouch-"

Oops! I forgot that Ash is still hurt!

Ye Qingcheng hurriedly looked back, and sure enough, he saw Ye Qingshu sitting on the bed, his body leaning back slightly, his left leg straightened, and he didn't dare to move, obviously afraid that he would move and affect the injury.

She almost put her bare left foot to his mouth and let him take a bite!

Ye Qingcheng subconsciously raised his hand and wanted to slap himself again, but fortunately, he sobered up in time, hurriedly covered his nose, and quickly retreated behind the screen!

It's dangerous!

If he really slapped himself in front of Ashur for no reason, how would he explain it to her?

Said that he-lewd-person-see-lewd, saw her feet in pain, and thought she was trying to bite her feet?

However, her feet are so small, he can swallow half of them in one bite, well, it could be more than half of it-

Ye Qingcheng thought of this, and before he could slap himself again, he felt that the blood that rushed to the tip of his nose was suddenly hot, and his right hand covering his nose felt sticky and hot blood-

"Brother Seventeen?"

Ye Qingcheng, "......"

He's still dead!

……

……

Over there, Fangcao saw Ye Qingcheng running out with his nose covered and clueless, and snatched the kettle in his hand, she was very puzzled, stared at his back for a long time, and decided to ask Ye Qingshu.

"Girl, what's wrong with the uncle? Nose hurt? The slave saw that he had been covering his nose with his right hand, as if there was still blood."

Fangcao said and looked at Ye Qingshu with great suspicion, it couldn't be that the girl punched the uncle's nose and bleed, right?

Ye Qingshu thoughtfully kicked his bare left foot, and said casually, "Oh, the weather has been dry recently."

Fangcao sighed, didn't feel anything wrong with Ye Qingshu's explanation, and asked, "Does the girl still want to wash her feet?" Uncle just snatched the kettle."

Ye Qingshu, "......"

Well, except when she first entered the Ye Mansion, she really hadn't seen Ye Qingcheng so stupid for a long time!

……

……

Half an hour later, Ye Qingcheng, who had calmed down and had cleared the mess in his mind, finally did a good job of psychological construction and walked to Ye Qingshu's room again.

This time, he didn't rush in, but knocked on the open door very cautiously.

What comes out is small.

Xiao Xi saw him and saluted, "The prince is here to look for a girl, right?" Please wait, the girl is going to soak in the warm soup."

Soak in warm soup?

Soak in the warm soup!

Ye Qingcheng hurriedly grabbed his wild horse-like and almost uncontrollable thoughts, coughed, and asked majestically, "Why did you go to the warm soup in the morning?" ”

"The girl said that the smell of the medicinal oil was too bad, not only smoked and vomited the princess of the county, but also smoked the prince away, and after washing, Wu felt uneasy and wanted to take a bath."

"It just so happened that the sisters in the eldest princess's mansion said that there was a warm soup in Yanyang Ju, which was used exclusively by the lord of Yanyang on weekdays, so I asked the girl to try it, and the girl went."

Fortunately, Ah Shu thought he was smoked by the smell of medicinal oil!

"The girl doesn't know when she'll come back—"

So, you'd better go first!

Ye Qingcheng glanced at it and pretended not to understand, "I'll just wait here for a while."

"Then, please go to the flower hall for a while."

Ye Qingcheng, "......"

Flower hall flower hall is flower hall again!

He must tell Ah Shu that he will not set up a flower hall in the future!

"This son will go and wait for Ashu to come back for a while."

Ye Qingcheng Yun opened his mouth lightly, and added a sentence with a snake, "Prepare pen and ink."

Well, he wants to see the handwriting, how to go to the flower hall, of course, he has to go to the boudoir of Ashu, a while!

Xiao Xi obviously hesitated for a while, but he didn't dare to object, and led him to a while, ready pen and ink.

The county lord of Yanyang likes sweet and greasy fragrances, but Ye Qingshu never smokes incense, there is no incense for a while, and even incense pieces are not placed, which is obviously specially prepared for Ye Qingshu to live.

It was quiet and refreshing for a while, the fragrance of flowers in the distance and the ink fragrance on the tip of his nose made Ye Qingcheng's thoughts scatter again, Ashu's room was always like this, there was no superfluous smell, only this elegant and pleasant ink fragrance lingered faintly, making him feel relieved and warm, I don't know if Ashu smelled it, if it was also this smell-

Ye Qingcheng's hand that turned the pages of the book was violently forced, and the pages were pulled out by him with a big crack.

Ye Qingcheng threw down the book irritably, feeling that Empress Dowager Hua's words were like the key to unlocking the evil thoughts in his heart, it was originally normal, and he was used to smelling the fragrance of ink, but at this moment, it also made him think of places that he shouldn't think!

He couldn't wait to rush to Cining Palace and kneel down for his imperial grandmother, imperial grandmother, you really deserve to be the first cow in the history of Daxiao to enter the middle palace as a widow and enter the Cining Palace!

With just a few words, he turned him, who always thought he was a decent gentleman, into a despicable, shameless, and obscene evil ghost!

"Shizi?"

Ye Qingcheng was startled, his eyes fluttered, but he didn't dare to look at Ye Qingshu, who had just come in with the herb.

She still had the refreshing moisture of the freshly bathed body, with a slight smell of sulfur, and rushed straight to the tip of his nose, and he began to feel hot again.

He subconsciously tilted his head, if he had another nosebleed, I don't know if it could be explained by the smell of sulfur!

"Why is the prince still here?"

"Oh, oh, I heard you sprained your foot, come and see."

"It's okay, I just twisted it, and the doctor said that as long as you don't use force, it's good to raise it for a few days."

Ye Qingcheng sighed, although she tried to tilt her head, the corner of her eyes still unconsciously drifted towards her feet.

The floor-length skirt covered her feet tightly, revealing only a little pink on the tips of her shoes.

Well, the pink pearls on the tips of her shoes really look good, but the pearls on her shoes are obviously not as good as the ones he gets, and they look even better if they are replaced by the ones he gets......

"Shizi, is there anything else?"

It's okay, is he going to get out of now?

Ye Qingcheng tried his best to suppress the sour water bubbling in his heart, and reluctantly calmed down, "I have nothing to do today, come and sit with you for a while."

Fortunately, Ye Qingshu didn't continue to ask him how old he was to "sit for a while", he was silent and said, "That's okay, the son of the world has always been skillful and skillful."

"It just so happens that the eldest sister gave me some small ruby sapphire and sapphire, and I am going to put some gold and silver bells and other things on a string of anklets, and wear them on my ankles when I sleep at night.

Ye Qingcheng, "......"

Interesting?

Certainly interesting!

The moonlight at night shone through the crystal clear ruby sapphire and sapphire on her slender white ankles, and the beautiful and fragrant scene made him hot-headed and itchy just thinking about it, and the small and delicate gold and silver bells, which tinkled at the slightest movement, were really long-waiting......

Ye Qingcheng raised his head suddenly, raised his right hand to cover his nose, raised his foot to bypass Ye Qingshu and Fangcao and ran out, dying or dying, I don't know if I can get away with the lame reason of nosebleeds washed by the smell of sulfur!