Biography of Qingwu

Chapter 45 Undercurrent
In the end, Chen Qingwu was not able to bow his head slightly to make peace with Liang Yu. The integration of Binzhou Army and Xianzhou Army advanced in an orderly manner. Chen Qingwu was powerless to stop it, because from the beginning to the end, it seemed that she was the only one who opposed it. King Anjing's injury gradually healed. Already getting out of bed and walking around, Yaxin is always by her side, pacing in the beautiful garden of Yongyi Hou Mansion.

In the midsummer season, a hundred flowers are in full bloom, and when you step into the garden, you will feel that the garden is full of fragrance. Chen Qingwu is taking a deep nap, and is disturbed by the cicadas in the garden. He gets up from the bed and runs to the woods in the garden, holding a Hitting the cicada with a long pole, King Anjing and Yaxin looked at her not far behind her for a long time.

Chen Qingwuxiang was dripping with sweat. Who knows how hot it is in the afternoon like this in dog days, her forehead was profuse with sweat, and the light blue thin shirt on her body was stuck to her back, outlining the graceful curves of the girl.The cicadas are gone, and now I need to take a bath again because of the stinky sweat. In short, I can't sleep for today's afternoon nap.

"It seems that Qingwu's heart is not calm, the cicadas are annoying, and the sweating is annoying."

When Chen Qingwu was feeling bored, King Anjing's voice suddenly sounded from behind him. Looking for his reputation, he saw that King Anjing was well, wearing dark green uniform, and walking towards her. An umbrella shaded him from the sun.

Walking to the front, Chen Qingwu said dissatisfiedly, "Since your injury has healed, why don't you take control of the overall situation. Right now, Marquis Liang is in control. Haven't you become a bare-bones commander?"

It seems that Chen Qingwu has been under the control of others recently, and he already feels very upset. Fortunately, Marquis Liang has coerced Chen Qingwu a lot, which made Chen Qingwu temporarily forget about Nie Yuan and Kang Wang's mansion. He has not been asking endlessly these days , this matter has cooled down.

King Anjing took out a handkerchief to wipe her sweat. Chen Qingwu still felt a little uncomfortable with such an intimate gesture, so he withdrew slightly. King Anjing pretended not to notice, and wiped the sweat off her forehead carefully. , Wen Sheng said: "You feel controlled by others, why don't I? Besides, Marquis Liang is getting old, and it's normal to have some temperament."

Chen Qingwu frowned coldly, glared at him, and said, "I'm not trying to get angry with him! We have differences of opinion about..."

Yaxin stepped forward and hit the parasol on top of Chen Qingwu's head, pulled her aside and said softly: "Since we followed King Anjing, then King Anjing is the lord, how can we talk to the lord like this! Make an apology to the lord!" !"

Chen Qingwu was angry for a while, but he didn't even say a word of apology, and left without saying, "I'm thinking about the whole battle situation! For the sake of the world! It's not a battle of spirits!" and left without looking back.

The smile on King Anjing's face subsided a little, and he froze on the spot, only seeing her light blue skirt disappearing around the corner.

"My lord, don't be angry. Qingwu is young and has a straightforward temper." Yaxin excused Chen Qingwu with some worry, but was interrupted by King Anjing before he could finish speaking.

"She didn't regard me as a lord." King Anjing spoke with a rare coldness. These days, Chen Qingwu has been playing with his temper, whether it was the Nie Yuan incident a few days ago, she kept asking, or the conflict with Liang Yu now , she showed great dissatisfaction.

"Qingwu is not such an arrogant and rude person, only people who are close to her will be like this. Come to think of it, Qingwu also regards the prince as a friend." Yaxin accompanied King Anjing to the shade of the tree.

King Anjing turned his head and looked at her when he heard the words, "Really?"

Yaxin looked at his questioning expression, maybe she should say yes at this time, but she didn't, she suddenly realized that she didn't want to see King Anjing unhappy, but she also didn't want King Anjing and Chen Qingwu to become unhappy. Getting close, this kind of contradictory psychology seemed to turn into two elves, pulling in her heart, she hesitated and said: "Maybe, should, right."

King Anjing wiped the fine sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, new sweat stains were attached to the old ones, his sweat and Chen Qingwu's sweat were mixed on the same handkerchief.

King Anjing couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, at one moment he felt annoyed, at another moment he felt that Qingwu treated him differently from others, at one moment it was important to like what she liked, and at the other moment this kind of liking was being questioned endlessly by her, she bared her teeth and claws, and pushed her away in a willful way up.

This kind of melancholy was only felt when he was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. Now, ten years later, he is already 27 years old. During the past ten years, the birds and swallows around him are like flowing water, which is endless, but what arouses his mood so much is ten years later. one.

Suddenly I remembered the appearance of Princess Qinghe, she also had such a round face, such a pair of innocent eyes, happy and angry at every look, in the palace, she played freely and boldly, even if she had any dissatisfaction with the queen, she dared to stand up On the other hand, she was also wearing such a light blue dress that day, because she asked him to help borrow Fan Ling's original painting of wild geese, and the steward of the Treasure Pavilion didn't buy his face, so he had to give him a fake painting. Princess Qinghe was spotted by her on the spot, she was so angry that day, she said, I don't want this painting, I just want you to borrow it for my sake, it doesn't matter if you can't borrow it!
At that time, he became anxious when he saw her angry, and explained anxiously, I went to borrow it, but I didn't borrow it, but I was afraid that you would be sad, so I found a fake one.

Princess Qinghe stomped her feet angrily, turned and ran away. As today, only a light blue corner of her clothes could be seen, which disappeared from sight.

"My lord? My lord?" Yaxin continued to say a few words, but King Anjing ignored him, and stretched out her hand in front of King Anjing's eyes.

King Anjing came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly and said, "It's so hot, I shouldn't be out for a walk at this time, I just lay down for several days, and I feel my bones are sore, I feel even more uncomfortable if I don't come out for a walk .”

Yaxin trotted forward for a few steps before catching up with King Anjing's pace. Her arm holding the umbrella was already sore, but she still didn't want to put down the umbrella, she just wanted to try her best to shield King Anjing from the hot sun.

Yaxin suddenly hesitated and said: "My lord, I heard that there are no wives and concubines in your mansion?"

King Anjing nodded and said: "No, I have never been married by my father, and I have no mother to take care of it for me, so it was delayed like this."

Yaxin gritted her teeth, became ruthless, and asked that sentence, which she had held back in her heart for a long time, "My lord, do you like Qing Wu?"

King Anjing walked up the corridor without stopping. Yaxin put away the parasol and followed quickly, but King Anjing didn't intend to answer her question.

Yaxin thoughtfully stopped asking questions, walked a few steps quickly, and opened the door for King Anjing.

King Anjing entered the room and sat down at the table, and said, "Why do you ask that?"

Yaxin put the umbrella by the door, went over and poured a cup of tea for King Anjing, and said: "My lord treats her very tolerantly, Yaxin thinks that only when she likes someone, can she be tolerant to each other."

Seeing that King Anjing was silent, Yaxin tentatively said: "My lord has no wives and concubines, and he is 27 years old. King Andu has already married, but you don't even have a thought."

Yaxin kept testing Chen Qingwu's position in King Anjing's heart. She anxiously waited for an answer, but King Anjing treated her question silently.

(End of this chapter)