Chapter 22: Feeling secure

is familiar because the owner of the figure is the son-in-law of the Marquis of Zhongyong, Chu Jingyun.

Not long ago, this person also used his murderous aura that would tremble three times when he saw a ghost to help her suppress a street brawl.

…… But didn't he just leave? Why did you find it again? Or is it ......

A guess faintly popped up in her heart, but it was only an instant, and Qin Jiuniang manually slapped this ridiculous guess to death in her stomach.

In the previous life, she had nothing to do with the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion, but she had heard about the eldest son of the Marquis Zhongyong's family.

I heard that this prince of Chu had not yet learned to walk, so he was carried on horseback by his father, Zhongyonghou.

Other children of the same age were still drinking milk in their mother's arms, and he could already ride a horse alone with the reins.

等后来再大一点,他就开始上战场杀敌,没有拼爹,就靠自己,从小兵卒做起,还不到及冠之年,身上已有大小军功无数。

Now that he has just passed the year of the weak crown, he is already a second-rank general, holding the power of 300,000 soldiers and horses in his hands, and he is a proper son of heaven.

Listening to Xiao Fubao, now the nobles of Kyoto are proud to marry him.

It's a pity that no one looks down on anyone, even the princess deliberately stumbled in front of him, and he can pretend that he didn't see it.

How could such a person come to follow her and create a chance encounter?

Thinking too much.

Qin Jiuniang pulled her lips self-deprecatingly, calmed her mind, and put out a decent and sincere smile.

"Last time on the long street, and this time today, thanks to the help of Young Master Chu, please accept the little girl's worship."

After Qin Jiuniang finished speaking, she bowed down and gave a half-salute to Chu Jingyun.

Although the number of chance encounters is a bit more, it is an indisputable fact that every chance encounter is when she is in trouble, and the other party also helps her in time.

There should be no shortage of thanks.

However, Chu Jingyun did not accept her gift.

他道:“真要说谢,秦小娘子与家父有救命之恩,救命之恩难于天,某又该如何感谢秦小娘子呢? ”

秦九娘的礼正行至一半,闻言僵住,她抬眸望向楚景昀,难得地有些口吃:“这……”

后者继续道:“我方才听齐妈妈说,她本来打算邀请秦小娘子去府中暂住的,但是秦小娘子以不便叨唠为由拒绝了,甚至连给家父问诊的时辰,也都定在倦鸟归巢时。 ”

Ordinary people, who doesn't try their best to climb the relationship between their Hou Mansion?

The woman in front of her is good, their Hou Mansion took the initiative to give this relationship to her, she didn't answer, and even went in and out of the Hou Mansion to consult his father, trying to avoid the eyes of the world.

This is not the slightest posture to act with the tiger skin of their Hou Mansion.

It was precisely because he happened to meet Qi's mother on the way here, and after listening to what she said, he would stop and say a word or two to this woman now.

Otherwise, according to his character, he will definitely turn a blind eye and pass by.

Qin Jiuniang didn't know that there was this episode in the middle, and when she heard Chu Jingyun say this, she couldn't go on with the remaining half of the ceremony, otherwise she would be suspected of deliberately asking for help.

After all, the grace of saving lives is greater than heaven.

Then thank you no more.

Qin Jiuniang straightened her waist slightly, pursed her lips and smiled at Chu Jingyun, and said something else: "Young Master Chu, are you also here to visit the instructor?" ”

Her expression was natural, and the topic changed naturally, as if what had just happened had not happened.

Doing business in two lives, there are many more embarrassing and tricky occasions than this, and Qin Jiuniang is very handy in dealing with this kind of small twists and turns.

Both of them are now standing in front of the instructor's house, her maid and apricot carrying a bowl of steaming dumplings and a plate of emerald green and tempting side dishes.

Chu Jingyun was carrying a pot of wine and an oiled paper bag in his hand.

那油纸包的表皮都被油脂渗透了,隐约还能闻到卤肉的浓香。

There is wine and meat, this posture, at first glance, is to find friends for a small gathering.

One is a martial arts instructor and the other is a battlefield general, and they can be regarded as like-minded people, so it is not unusual for such two to become friends.

Qin Jiuniang was thinking like this in her heart, but she heard Chu Jingyun say, "Instructor? I don't know. ”

"Huh?" Qin Jiuniang was stunned, looked at the wine jug and oil paper bag he was carrying in his hand suspiciously, and then looked at the hand he raised to knock on the door, "Then ...... you?"

Since you don't know each other, what are you knocking on someone's door for?

Chu Jingyun's arched fingers were about to touch the door panel, and when she heard the suspicion in Qin Jiuniang's words, she suddenly stopped, her eyes moved from her face to the tray in Xing'er's hand, and finally landed on the bowl of steaming dumplings, and stopped moving.

The white jade porcelain bowl with a general width of the top and bottom contains almost a dozen dumplings, all of which are turned over with round white bellies, and at first glance there are many thin skin fillings.

Obviously smelling any smell, but in the face of such a bowl of food, Chu Jingyun couldn't help but swallow it.

Since his sense of smell and taste were impaired, he rarely felt the urge to swallow food when he saw it.

…… Why don't you give it a try?

He recalled that he had seen Qin Jiuniang knocking on the door from a distance before, so he asked, "I see that you just knocked on the door of this house, but what is the matter?" ”

秦九娘忙道:“哦,我是来拜访新邻居的。 ”

"Neighbors?"

"That's right." Qin Jiuniang said, raising her hand and pointing to the door of her house, "This is my house, we just moved over, so I thought about coming over to visit the neighbors and send some food to the neighbors." ”