After Hou Fu Jiaojiao was reborn, she turned over

Chapter 62 Sandbags
Zheng Zhuoyun instantly became nervous: "I"

She didn't eat anything for dinner, only drank a few sips of soup, but Chen Hengshan ate happily, praised Liao Nanny's excellent craftsmanship, praised Liao Nanny's hype, Liao Nanny was also very happy in her heart.

Zheng Zhuoyun stood there dumbfounded, his lips parted slightly, unable to utter a word, the mist in his eyes flickered, he looked very pitiful.

She is so smart and has a delicate heart, but it's not that those two boudoir girls are so dull, she can't be fooled.

Zheng Zhuoyun got up, with a disheartened face, went to the table and poured her a cup of hot tea on the bedside.

"I'll go first, drink some gargle, and nourish my stomach."

He got stuck, didn't know what to say, his voice was trembling, and finally he just said: "Take care of yourself."

Zheng Zhuoyun stood at the door of the jewelry store, waiting for a bracelet he ordered earlier.

"Mr. Zheng came early today."

The owner of the jewelry store is a woman. When she reported her family name, she said that she came to the Minjiang area, which is thousands of miles away.

This area is made of jewelry, and most of them are decorated with the most beautiful jewelry to attract girls. The proprietress's shop is squeezed aside by a group of stars and moons, which is really not outstanding.

"Well, I want to know about the progress." Zheng Zhuoyun said.

It's almost New Year's Eve, and he still has to rush out to do the New Year's shopping.

The proprietress was wearing linen clothes, very simple, and there were no novelty jewelry in the room.

But her shop is very famous.

The proprietress had a rich face, and she smiled at Zheng Zhuoyun's pretty face: "How long is the girl at home?"

"Five days."

The fifth day is not only the New Year, but also her Jiji year.

The proprietress raised her eyebrows, walked into the back room, and came out after a while, with an extra bracelet in her hand.

The bracelet is made of silver and is purely handmade. The proprietress first melts the silver into four thin threads, which are then twisted and woven like a young girl’s green silk, hence the name Qingsi Bracelet. .

"The girl in the house is so lucky!" The proprietress smiled and narrowed her eyes, and handed Zheng Zhuoyun a piece of paper, "The herbs are all on it, go back and soak it, and it will be as bright as snow from now on."

Zheng Zhuoyun paid the rest of the money and nodded to the proprietress: "Okay, thank you very much."

"You're welcome."

The proprietress is very approachable, and she is the only one in the shop. Because of this "green silk bracelet", although the shop is remote and small, it has a great reputation.

Girls also love this novel blue silk bracelet.

Will she like it?
Zheng Zhuoyun held the bracelet in his palm and got into the carriage.

He didn't know that the two were avoiding each other again.

This time, they actually avoided each other.

When Xue Mi got better, she went to the Imperial College to go to school again, and was almost moldy at home.

Seeing that she was well, He Dongyang wished he could hang a string of firecrackers for her to set off.

Seeing that she had lost so much weight, He Dongyang felt heartbroken like an old father: "God, why are you so thin! Do you want my brother to buy you Chengxulou's horseshoe cake? It's from Donglin Lane. Crispy duck?"

For a moment, Xue Mi seemed to see Xu Xianlin, or the Kyoto version of Xu Xianlin?
However, Xue Mi's illness this time is really exhausting, and the illness is gone like a whirlwind. She is still far from meeting the standard for returning to class. She is sick, and she is not as active and talkative as before. good.

Even the professor is rare to care about her and ask her if she feels unwell.

Xue Mi just shook her head.

Discomfort in the body is a trivial matter, and discomfort in the heart cannot be cured by medicine.

She felt that she couldn't pass that hurdle, and she even started to regret it.

It wasn't that he regretted that Zheng Zhuoyun saved her, but that he regretted why he went with Chen Hengshan and made her so sensitive to this topic that she discovered Zheng Zhuoyun's different feelings for her.

The culprit, Chen Hengshan, was a scourge for thousands of years, and he even brought her some refreshing snacks.

"Eat some, look at you, you are so skinny."

After Xue Mi found out that she got acquainted with Chen Hengshan, he was not cold and unkind, but rather slow-moving, and those gentry children were equally arrogant and couldn't stand their self-esteem, so few of them could play with Chen Hengshan.

Xue Mi looked at those colorful and beautiful dim sum, but still had no appetite at all.

"Not happy? Shall I take you to see something to make sure you are happy."

He has a handsome face, and he always has some similarities with Yan Ce.

Sometimes Xue Mi doesn't even know the reason why she and Chen Hengshan are willing to play together.

Xue Mi was dumbfounded.

Because she didn't expect to meet Yan Ce in this situation.

Yan Ce was standing in the pavilion, surrounded by apricot gauze, like snow but not snow, with Qiongzhi on the pavilion and frost flowers under the pavilion, like soft snow velvet.

His black clothes are really obvious in this snow-white world. Leaning against the gazebo pillars, he watched the pond water form a thick layer of ice, and the bamboo pipes on the rockery had a solid line of flowing water, and the vitality of the past was no longer there.

Chen Hengshan gently pushed Xue Mi, and said: "Go, if you don't go, he will draw his sword and kill me later."

After saying that, he left.

Xue Mi foolishly walked into the gazebo, and he also turned his head. His indifferent and handsome face was the same as before, and his eyes were always like a sharp sword, but when he saw her, they turned into little fingers.

After seeing him clearly and confirming that this was not a dream, Xue Mi burst into tears.

All the grievances were buried in her heart, and she hadn't expressed it for nearly a month, but she was crying at this moment.

Yan Ce was taken aback, and hurried forward to hug her, but was punched by Xue Mi on the door of the heart, the strength was not heavy, her strength was just like a mayfly shaking a big tree to Yan Ce, she had no sense of existence, but Yan Ce still stopped Hold on.

Xue Mi pursed her lips, and punched him again, she couldn't understand her hatred, and regarded him as a sandbag.

He has not changed at all, with thin and smooth lines, sword-shaped eyebrows like long fronts, bright starry eyes, and black ink in the sky.

For the last time, Yan Ce grabbed her hand, pulled her over with his strength, and pulled her into his arms.

His chest was warm and generous, enveloping her completely.

Yan Ce smelled the breath on her body, and the tightness of her body dissipated, like an ice spring that was cold and astringent, and suddenly came to spring in February, and the spring came back to life.

She was still crying, stuffed in his arms, not rejecting the tenderness of this moment.

Then, she heard his deep voice, with a soft meaning, saying: "Mi'er, come with me."

Xue Mi was taken aback.

"Mi'er, the person Zheng Zhuoyun likes is not you." Yan Ce pulled her up, stared into her eyes, cruelly stripped the truth of the matter, and said it so easily from his mouth, "He is a liar, he Lied to you!"

Trembling.

Xue Mi felt her heart tremble.

She has always been unwilling to face this fact, and she did not dare to have a showdown with Zheng Zhuoyun.

She once told Mother Liao that if this kind of thing happened to her, she would definitely choose to leave without hesitation, but when the words came true, she hesitated.

(End of this chapter)