Emperor's Girl Allure: Monk Lord, I won't marry

Chapter 199 Be the hostess here

Wu Yue looked a little surprised: "You are admitting to me that you are willing to be the hostess here? I will take it seriously."

Yu Qinghua looked at him sideways: "Do you really want me to be the hostess here?"

Wu Yue obviously didn't expect Yu Qinghua to respond to him, he was stunned for a while, and then nodded straightly: "Of course I think so, but I also understand that this is just my wishful thinking, oh, well, let's not talk about this The words scare you, I will show you to your room."

Yu Qinghua was slightly taken aback, she really wanted to refute him immediately: No, actually I can, I can be the hostess here, I can be your wife...

However, the obsession in her heart finally dispelled her thoughts. Sure enough, she still didn't have the courage to say that, because she would regret it...

Yu Tsinghua's residence was arranged in a quiet courtyard, not the place where she lived in her previous life, this place should be specially prepared for guests.

"Get a good rest tonight. I will come to see you tomorrow. I will live in the front yard. If you have anything to do, you can call Jinyu, or ask her to find me in the front yard. Later, I will call the cook." I'll make some bird's nest porridge for you." Wu Yue's instructions were very detailed, and Yu Qinghua didn't say anything, but when he heard Jinyu mentioned again, her eyebrows and eyes suddenly moved, and she looked up and looked at the place not far away. The little maid there, she suddenly thought of Dong'er.

Dong'er, she doesn't know what to do now.

Hehe, in this life, she abandoned her again, and now, she should be blaming her in her heart.

Originally, they were supposed to be together, no matter it was tribulation or any difficulty, they should carry it together, but she abandoned her again, she didn't want her to follow her, saying that she was thinking of her, she was afraid What happened to her, in fact, was just a selfish idea, not wanting her to be her burden.

Dong'er, she should hate her to death.

That's fine, anyway, she can't go back again, maybe, she won't know where she will spend her life, and it's unknown whether they can meet each other.

If she can't see her, she won't wait for her anymore, that's okay, then, let her find her own happiness, if she can't allow her, let her find it freely, maybe, leave her , she can be truly happy.

Yu Qinghua laughed at herself, now, she really can't protect herself, any hatred between the country and the family, any love entanglements, it seems that they have all gone away from her, and have little to do with her.

"Girl, this is the bird's nest porridge that His Highness ordered for you. You should drink it while it's hot." The little maid named Jinyu entered the room with a tray in her hand.

Yu Qinghua raised his eyes and said in a manly voice, "Let's put it aside."

Jinyu put the tray on the table obediently, then stepped aside and stood upright.

Seeing her being so respectful, Yu Qinghua suddenly felt a little tired. After all, she was not Dong'er, and she would not contradict her like she did and vent her dissatisfaction with her.

If it was Dong'er, after hearing what she said, she would definitely pinch her waist with both hands and blame her, wouldn't she? Oh, sure enough, she is now in a daze, no one reprimands her, and she is not used to it yet.

That's all, it's time to look away.

"Bring me the porridge."

"Yes."

Yu Qinghua reached out to take Jinyu's porridge, with light eyebrows, pinched the spoon, scooped a little and sent it to his mouth, the mouth was slightly sweet.

After taking two casual bites, Yu Qinghua couldn't take it anymore, handed the bowl to Jinyu, and said, "You also pack up and go back to rest, I don't need anyone here now."

Jinyu bowed her head: "Yes."

The sound of "squeak" closing the door made Yu Qinghua sigh, it was really boring, now, she thought of Dong'er more and more.

After living in the Shizi Mansion for a few days, after the careful treatment by the imperial doctor, Yu Qinghua's body finally regained some vitality. In the past two days, she also smiled more than before, and her face turned red.

Wu Yue was very happy about this. He had just returned to the country, and he only went to the palace to greet her father and queen on the second day. For the rest of the days, he stayed in the mansion all day, accompanying her.

Wu Yue was afraid that she would be bored, so he specially recruited jugglers in the city to show her juggling, and collected some folk interesting things for her, in order to make her happy. Wu Yue's painstaking efforts, Yu Tsinghua actually knew in the heart.

Today, it's fine weather again.

There is almost no winter in the country of Wu. This place is located in a warm area, and it is like spring all year round, but the summer is very hot. Therefore, the country of Wu is almost full of flowers all year round, and everything is full of vitality.

Yu Qinghua likes Wu Yue's back garden very much. Wu Yue is good at painting, especially flowers and plants. He ordered people to transplant more than a hundred kinds of flowers and plants in his back yard. There are famous flowers and unknown wild flowers. Blooming, the scene is very picturesque and extremely beautiful, at this time, Wu Yue will have a pen, ink, paper and inkstone prepared for him in the gazebo, and he will swipe his sleeves to draw the tens of thousands of postures of the hundred flowers.

In the previous life, Yu Qinghua accompanied Wu Yue in drawing hundreds of flower and plant paintings. At that time, he was painting while she was sitting on the swing, relatively harmonious. In the eyes, in the heart, and in the pen, it emerges quietly.

How many times Wu Yue has painted in Tsinghua University, even he can't count it, no matter she is sitting, standing, playing, or sleeping soundly, he takes notes one by one, her beauty is for him Words have been carved into the musculoskeletal.

In this life, when the two return to the original place again, she is no longer his wife, and now she is just his guest, and her feelings for him are no longer the same as before, even acting has lost its meaning, she will not In front of him, she showed the slightest bit of charm, and she would not deliberately seduce her. Now, in his eyes, her indifference and calmness have become fatal love.

Yu Tsinghua and Wu Yue have long become an indelible love thread. No matter in the past or present, no matter whether she is good or bad, whether she is interested in him or not, he has always cared about her and kept his mind on her. Nothing can erase it. .

The soft sunlight shone obliquely on Tsinghua's face, Wu Yue sat on the gazebo from afar and looked at her.

The swing was still the same as yesterday, Yu Qinghua sat on it and swayed gently, closing his eyes slightly, to feel the warmth and lightness.

It seems that nothing has changed, she is still the same Yu Qinghua from her previous life, but without those heavy burdens and guilt, so relaxed, so wanton, here, in front of Wu Yue, she sat back to the real I am no longer the Yu Qinghua who wears a thick mask all day long in order to charm him.

Sometimes, she would have a whim, if, if she had been with Wu Yue like that at the beginning, without any complaints, and with him from the heart, then what would the ending be?
No hatred, no conspiracy, no death, just like that, respect each other as a guest, hold your hand, never leave each other...

If it's Wu Yue, then it can be done.

Oh, it's a pity that there are not so many ifs in this world, everything will return to reality, she will be reborn again, in this life, she has not died, but her heart is no longer the same as before.

Wu Yue is a good person...

However, as far as she is concerned, he can only be a good person, because he is already doomed to have nothing to do with her...

Wu Yue quietly stared at Yu Tsinghua, already addicted to it, he forgot that the ink on the pen in his hand was not dry yet, at this moment, the thick ink dripped onto the rice paper, and the blackness instantly blurred on the whiteness , a black imprint that could never be erased.

When he came back to his senses, the white rice paper had been stained with ink and could no longer be used.

He sighed slightly, he didn't know how many times he lost his mind today, he spent several sheets of rice paper in vain, now his mind is restless, how can he paint?
Yu Qinghua half leaned on the swing, feeling the mild but warm sunlight, suddenly half-opened his eyes, looked at Wu Yue at the pavilion in the distance, smiled softly, and called out: "His Royal Highness, may I please?" You do a portrait of the little girl?"

"Ah?" Upon hearing Yu Tsinghua's request, Wu Yuechu completely lost her mind and stood there at a loss.

"Hehe." Yu Qinghua laughed lowly.

This was the first time she asked him to paint for her, regardless of past and present lives, it was the first time.

She had never made such a request. In her previous life, Wu Yue always took the initiative to ask to paint for her, but she was unmoved. This time, they got along peacefully, and she asked him to paint for her. For him, it was extremely joyful.

"You mean, let me paint for you? Really, is it really possible?" Wu Yue, who came back to his senses, seemed a little excited, and had already begun to speak incoherently. It looks a little funny.

Yu Qinghua smiled: "Aren't you willing?"

"Yes, I am very willing... It is my honor to be able to paint for you. I have always been afraid that you would not allow it. Great, Tsinghua University, thank you, thank you for agreeing to let me paint for you..." Wu Yue spoke intermittently, with joy in his brows and eyes.

Yu Qinghua smiled softly at him, and suddenly muttered to himself in a low voice: "Idiot."

Yeah, he's such an idiot...

No matter when, he treats her so well, but she has nothing to repay him, and now her wanting to give her body has become a luxury, because her heart has long allowed her to accept others , marrying him, if it can make him happy, she is also willing, but she has no such qualifications, she can no longer ruin his voice...

In the backyard pavilion in the afternoon, a man in a long gown was writing a pen, watching the lazy and peaceful woman in the distance. She was sitting on a swing with her eyes slightly closed. The sunlight, passing through them, became more and more warm. At this time, all the flowers were in full bloom. Warm and fragrant, it is a good time for setting sun.

This man, this woman, both compartments are safe.

Three years later, the capital of Wu State.

In the peaceful capital city of the Wu Kingdom, there is an endless stream of merchants hawking, and the hot atmosphere of the market fills everyone with a different kind of warmth. Three years later, he was about to ascend the throne and become the official king, and the first thing the new king did was to attack the state of Wu. However, the wealth and prosperity of the capital city of the state of Wu would not be affected by the flames of war in the slightest.

At that time, in the noisy market, a woman in a bluish-purple dress happily walked around a noodle stall, and picked up two delicate-looking noodle knuckles, and the sound of 'giggling' was endless.

"Hey, girl, you haven't given me the money yet." The dough kneader peddler shouted anxiously behind him, but the woman didn't seem to notice it.

She smiled and ran while turning her head, and shouted to the peddler: "Go ask the people behind me where to go." After that, she jumped long with laughter again.

"Hey, girl, girl." The peddler was in a hurry, but he couldn't chase after the woman. He didn't want to give up the whole stall just because of the two noodle men. Who should I go to?This is a small business, and it doesn't feel good to lose even a little bit.

"Shopkeeper, don't shout loudly, this is for you to meet someone, do you see enough?" While hesitating, suddenly a handsome man with elegant appearance appeared out of nowhere, and he spoke to him with a smile on his face. While talking, he casually took out an ingot of silver, no more, no less, but he was already able to buy his stall together.

(End of this chapter)