You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 358 send back
The sky was slightly white, and as the last snowflake fell, Ying Yu opened his eyes with trembling eyelashes, sat by the bed and watched over Wen Qing'er for most of the night, his body a little stiff.

Wen Qing'er still slept soundly, maybe it was a little hot in her sleep, she stretched both arms out of the quilt, at some point, a small hand was still tightly clutching the corner of Ying Yu's clothes and refused to let go .

Ying Yu was not willing to break Wen Qing'er's little hand, so Shi Shi took out a dagger from under the bed and cut his robe.

He got up and looked at the outside room, in another hour it was time to go to court, if he didn't send Wen Qing'er back, maybe the maids in Yufu Garden would also find out that the master was gone.

If people find out, I'm afraid he doesn't have to go to court today, but just ask the emperor for a marriage. Although Ying Yu wanted to marry Wen Qing'er back to the mansion earlier, it was definitely not in this way.

He can't let others say something bad about Qingqing, he wants to give Qingqing the most beautiful and decent wedding ceremony, which will make all the women in the capital envious.

Ying Yu caressed Wen Qing'er's tender little face, put Wen Qing'er's cloak on her shoulders, put the embroidered shoes in her arms, hugged her with her quilt in her arms, pushed open the door, and walked towards Wen's mansion gallop.

Ying Yu took it easy and looked carefully. There was not even a trace of footprints in the past, and the thick snow still kept the situation of no one.

Ying Yu was afraid that Wen Qing'er would get cold, so it took only a quarter of an hour to arrive at Yufuyuan from Hou's Mansion to Wen's Mansion, and she couldn't get in through the window with a large quilt, so Ying Yu had to carefully walk along the eaves where there was no snow falling. Move to the door.

There was an obvious "squeak" sound when the door was opened, but Ying Yu was so frightened that thin sweat broke out on his forehead.

Fortunately, all the servants in the courtyard were still sleeping soundly at this time, and Wen Qing'er did not have the habit of letting people keep watch at night, so Ying Yu entered the house without any danger.

The charcoal basin in the room was still burning, and Ying Yu reached out to explore the bed and didn't feel the cold, so she lightly peeled Wen Qing'er out of her quilt, and stuffed her into the quilt.

Wen Qinger frowned slightly, and whispered, Ying Yu tucked Wen Qinger up, thinking that she had woken Wen Qinger up, but Wen Qinger turned over and fell asleep more soundly .

Ying Yu smiled slightly, put Wen Qinger's embroidered shoes and cloak back in place, took a deep look at Wen Qinger, and then hurried away with her quilt in her arms.

By the time Wen Qing'er woke up, it was mid-sunlight, the maids in the yard knew that the girl ate wine at his wife's place last night, and she was not born to wake her up. The porridge and side dishes were warming in the pot, and the hot water had already been prepared. Just wait for the girl to get up.

Wen Qing'er lifted her heavy eyelids, only to feel that she had a terrible headache, she slowly got up with her forehead, and her throat was also very dry.

"Nian Xia!" Wen Qing'er yelled towards the door, and when she opened her mouth, she realized that her voice was very hoarse, as if it had been burned.

Wen Qing'er stretched out her hand, only to realize that she was still wearing yesterday's clothes, and was holding a piece of crow-blue cloth in her hand. Wen Qing'er rubbed her eyes and looked carefully, only to feel that the cloth was very familiar.

Under the light, the fabric was still faintly covered with delicate cloud patterns, and her consciousness gradually returned. She seemed to remember the clothes that A Yu wore yesterday.

But yesterday she was talking with A Yu in the pavilion upstairs, so she couldn't remember what happened afterwards.

Wen Qing'er's temples ached for a while, and it was hard to think about it, so she could only put the cloth in her hand under the pillow first, and it would not be too late to think about it when she woke up.

(End of this chapter)