Chapter 183

White neat from the gap of the pot cover ran out, light rice into Qing Jiu's nose, the original is Lengshen she pulled back.

Qing Jiu finds out a white porcelain bowl, puts out a spoonful of rice soup, and tastes it himself first.

The rice has been cooked. It seems that her first attempt is a success.

Qing Jiusheng rice soup, slowly into the room, look up to see the early Song Dynasty has woken up, hand a shake, bowl of rice soup sprinkled on the back of the hand, leaving a faint red mark.

"Fourth uncle, have a drink." Qing Jiu sat by the bed and sent the bowl to his mouth in the early Song Dynasty; She had been looking for a long time, but she couldn't find a spoon.

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, he nodded and drank a few mouthfuls. He felt a warm current in his stomach, and his strength recovered.

"This is my first time to cook. You can make do with it. As for dinner, I really can't make it. You don't have much energy now, or I'll buy it for you? Tell me what you want to eat Qing Jiu looked out of the window at the sky. The sun had already set. He estimated that Fangyu would almost go back to the Song Dynasty.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, his heart warmed up. He thought that the lady who didn't touch tobacco and spring water would wash her hands to make soup. Moreover, because of him, the corner of his mouth went up a little.

After a bowl of rice soup, the early Song Dynasty felt energetic, even the wrist injury did not hurt.

It's just that he feels weird.

"How did you get out? My father and Ling Xiaoyun have gone too far. They have forced you to submit to the law by such abusive means! " Qing Jiu said angrily, putting the porcelain bowl aside, a look of fighting for him.

In the early Song Dynasty, his head was slightly lowered, his brow was locked, his hand on the quilt was gradually clenched into a fist, and his breath became heavier.

damn! They even gave him such a powerful medicine. It seems that he was too weak just now, so he let the medicine weaken and mistakenly thought that the medicine had no effect. Now he has recovered a little, and the feeling of dryness and heat is coming back again.

His elder brother and Ling Xiaoyun are really desperate. If he didn't escape, I'm afraid he would have been unable to take the medicine and did that with Ling Xiaoyun.

Qing Jiu has been sitting next to the broken read, the temple said again, did not notice the people around how suffering.

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, he tried hard to hear the words clearly, but he couldn't hear anything except his heavy breathing.

"Qing Jiu, go back." He clenched his teeth to say these words, drops of sweat on his forehead, and his vision began to blur.

Qing Jiu frowned. How could her fourth uncle's voice be so strange.

She looked down at the beginning of the Song Dynasty and bravely held out her hands to raise his head. Rao Shi was a little prepared, and she was also startled.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, his face was full of sweat, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be trying his best to endure; He suddenly opened his eyes, that look is like to tear Qing Jiu to eat.

"Four, four uncles, you..." Qing Jiu Leng for a moment, then moved behind, the body slightly trembled, like a little white rabbit scared by a beast.

"Go! Let's go Shouts the early Song Dynasty. He reaches out and pulls Qing Jiu's arm. He pulls Qing Jiu to the ground, and then knocks the porcelain bowl on the ground.

"Go away! Get out of here At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he cried, gnashing his teeth. Then he stretched out his hand to pull the gauze on his wrist. The wound that had stopped the blood opened again, and blood gushed out.

Qing Jiu sat down on the ground, looking at the series of actions in the early Song Dynasty, he had some guess in his heart.

Isn't that medicine over yet? Is he going to relieve the drug by hurting himself? But if the medicine hasn't been solved, won't it kill him sooner or later?

Qing Jiu slowly stood up, just fell, knee and palm are abraded, but at the moment, her fourth uncle is the most painful one.

She thought of the paintings, the eyes of her fourth uncle, her uncontrollable heartbeat, her teeth and her hands on her belt.

Her fourth uncle doesn't want to be happy with other women, so the antidote is her?

Qing Jiu took a deep breath, untied her belt, and then her coat and tunic... Her fair skin was completely exposed to the air. She sat down beside the bed and reached out to lift the head of the early Song Dynasty.

In the early Song Dynasty, his face turned red, which was the result of his hard work.

She held his face in her cool hand and stared at him with burning eyes.

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, his eyes narrowed and his mind was blank. He raised his hand and pressed Qing Jiu into his arms. His big hand fell on her smooth back.

"Why not go?" At the beginning of Song Dynasty, his voice was hoarse and he was buried in her hair. His hands on her back trembled slightly. He was expecting and afraid.

If it is any other woman, he has the confidence to sit still; But the person in his arms is the one he thinks about all the time. How can he control himself?

Qing Jiu's small hand slowly stroked his back, chin against his shoulder, face is full of blush, showing shy appearance, whispered: "now, you are not my fourth uncle, you are the person I like."

As soon as the words fell, the last trace of reason in the early Song Dynasty completely collapsed. He could not manage so much anymore. That's it. Even if he went to hell, he was not afraid!

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he picked up Qing Jiu's chin, kissed her pink lips, turned over and pressed her under his body

A night of spring.

The next morning.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, when he opened his eyes, the feeling of dryness and heat on his body had subsided, but there was more warmth in his arms.

He side body, one hand holding head, looking at the side of the sleeping Qing nine.

After so many things, he should have been very mature and calm, but he was as happy as a young man when he remembered that Qing Jiu liked him yesterday.

This little girl should have been exhausted last night.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he hooked his lips and printed a kiss on Qingjiu's forehead. Then he slowly sat up and prepared to make breakfast for Qingjiu.

Qing Jiu opens his eyes vaguely and sees song Chu sitting on the bed with his back to her. He sips his mouth and sits up. He hugs him from behind and closes his eyes.

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, she smiles lightly. When I look back, I see her white skin, her throat is tight again, and her eyes are a little deep.

"I'll make breakfast for you. Would you like to sleep a little longer?" Song Chu gently said, gently put her hand away, let her lie down.

"No, you stay with me!" Qing nine pulls his hand, big eyes stare at him, showing a trace of grievance.

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, he felt soft and nodded. He just sat by the bed and let Qing Jiu lean in his arms. Then he wrapped her tightly with a quilt.

Qing Jiu looked at himself like Baocheng zongzi, and raised his head and handed him a resentful look at the beginning of Song Dynasty.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to settle down in the morning. I'll clean up your little girl again." At the beginning of Song Dynasty, he raised his eyebrow and gently scraped Qing Jiu's nose.

Qing Jiu's little face turned red instantly. She shyly lowered her head and reached out to hold the left hand of the early Song Dynasty, touching the Peach Blossom Jade.

"You, you are not serious!" Qing Jiu couldn't think of such words in the early Song Dynasty. He thought of the words he whispered in her ear last night, and his face became more red.

"For the one you love, serious things are mostly useless. Well, little girl, your stomach is crying. If you don't eat, you'll feel sick. " Early Song Dynasty whispered.

Qing Jiu nodded and lay down obediently. Looking at the early Song Dynasty walking out of the door, the smile on the corner of his mouth was expanding.

Song Fu.

Fangyu kneels on the ground in the backyard. The stone brick floor is very hard, and her knees are so painful that she can't feel it.

She thought Miss would come back in the morning, but now it's almost noon, miss still didn't come back, she quietly walked out of the door, but Ling Xiaoyun saw, called the master, and then everything was exposed.

At the moment, Ling Xiaoyun and Song Lin are sitting on the chair, looking down at Fangyu kneeling on the ground. Beside them is a servant with a whip in his hand.

"Say, where is Miss?" Song Lin asked harshly. He ran away at the beginning of the Song Dynasty yesterday, and Qing Jiu was missing. He had a bad feeling in his heart.

Ling Xiaoyun's venomous eyes fell on Fangyu, and her slender hand tightly grasped the armrest of the chair. She felt insulted when she thought of yesterday's incident.

Fang Yu lowered her head and said, "I don't know". She didn't say anything else.

Ling Xiaoyun narrowed her eyes. She thought of Fangyu's eyes. She knew something clearly. For the first time in her life, she was insulted so much. This servant girl must not stay!

"Master song, this little servant girl is very loyal. She won't recruit if she doesn't have to be hard!" Ling Xiaoyun looks at the servant with the whip.

Song Lin nodded slightly and winked at the servant.

The servant understood and went to the back of Fangyu. He raised his hand and waved it. The whip fell.

"Well!" Fangyu clenched her teeth, half paralyzed on the ground, sweat immediately appeared on her forehead, and her face turned white.

She has been with Qing Jiu since she was a child. She has never suffered anything, let alone been beaten. With a whip, she feels like she has lost half her life.

"Say it

"I don't know where the young lady is. The young lady only said that I should pretend to be her." Fangyu replied in a low voice, her brows locked.

"And where did she get out of the carriage?" Ling Xiao picked up his tea cup and took a sip of it, as if he was watching a play.

Fang Yu shakes her head, looks down at the ground and says nothing.

"What a loyal slave! The eldest lady didn't come back all night. You deliberately hide it. If something happens to the eldest lady, can you afford it? " Song Lin reaches for the cup and throws it directly at Fangyu.

"The eldest lady is very clever. She will take care of herself. It's not improper for her maidservant to do things according to her orders." Fangyu said faintly, a trace of stubbornness flashed in her eyes.

Qing Jiu is very kind to her. Even if she lost her life today, she can't say it.

"Well, well, what are you to talk back to me! Fight! Kill her Song Lin was so angry that he patted the table hard, got up and walked away.

When Song Lin walked away, Ling Xiaoyun stood up and looked coldly at Fangyu, who was being beaten. "Tut tut" twice, with a little regret, he said: "what a water girl! If I were, I would recruit, why should I suffer such suffering?"

Fangyu clenches her teeth and feels that her back is full of flesh and skin. She raises her head and spits at Ling Xiaoyun.

"Shameless woman!"

"Presumptuous!" Ling Xiaoyun said angrily, raising her hand is about to give her a slap.

"Stop it

Ling Xiaoyun raised half of the hand to stop, raised his eyes to the front, unexpectedly is Qing Jiu back.

Fang Yu heard Qing Jiu's voice and whispered "Miss", then she fainted to the ground.

"Miss Ling, what are you doing? No one can beat me but me Qing Jiu quickly walks to Fang Yu, grabs the whip in the servant's hand and slaps the servant in the face with his backhand.

"Miss, spare your life!" The servant knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Get out of here! Don't let me see you again Qing Jiu said harshly, throwing the whip aside and looking at Ling Xiaoyun coldly.

"You..."

"Pa!"

Ling Xiaoyun has not finished, Qing Jiu's slap has fallen on her face, this slap with a very strong, her face immediately had a red mark.

"Me what me? Songjiazhuang is my territory. If I call you sister Xiaoyun, do you really regard yourself as a character? I tell you, I'm used to lawlessness, no one in the world can control me! This slap is what you owe Fangyu. I won't ask for the interest. I don't care much for Wenping's face. You know where the door is, don't send it! "