The palace is quiet, and the empress of the cold palace is acting as a demon

Chapter 344

In the days that followed, Qin Wan lived peacefully in the Young Master's Mansion where Changfeng lived in dust.Changfeng Xichen is basically not at the mansion during the day, in addition to dealing with the affairs of the clan, he also often talks with the four clans allied, very busy.

Qin Wan was bored, and with Chang Feng Xichen's consent, she asked A Kan to move out all the things in Chang Feng Xichen's small warehouse, and took advantage of the sunny weather without snow in the past few days to take them out to dry. Tidy up.

In the process of sorting out, Qin Wan found many ancient medical techniques, and even many slips.Changfeng Xichen probably wanted to become a doctor when he grew up before he lost his eyesight, but without his eyes, he couldn't read these books anymore, so he put them away.

Qin Wan wiped these medical books and dried them in the sun, and put them away before evening, and let Ah Kan carry them inside.

Now Changfeng Xichen gave up the main house to Qin Wan, and moved to the small courtyard next door, but he would come to the main house to accompany Qin Wan for dinner every night, and the two talked about trivial matters in the valley. When talking and laughing, playing around.

Knowing that Qin Wan likes to grow flowers, Changfeng Xichen asked Akan and the carpenter in the valley to build a small transparent greenhouse in the yard, using the geothermal heat from the famous mountains to keep warm. Even though it was freezing outside, the inside of the small greenhouse was as warm as spring , suitable humidity.

"With the small greenhouse, have you decided what kind of flowers you want to plant?" Changfeng Qichen asked.

The first thing Qin Wan thought of was Haitang.

But crabapple has no fragrance.

Forget it.

Qin Wan thought about it: "Think about it, I want to grow wintersweet, honeysuckle, jasmine, gardenia, and golden osmanthus."

"Okay, let A-Kan write it down and buy it for you at the flower market of the human race." Changfeng Qichen said.

Because there was such a greenhouse in the small yard, Qin Wan's mood also became more cheerful with the flowers.

When the gardenias bloomed, Qin Wan carefully cut off their branches and put them in a small vase, and brought them to Changfeng Xichen's room.

As soon as Qin Wan stepped over the threshold, he saw Changfeng Xichen sitting in the room and seriously doing something with tools.

"What are you doing?" Qin Wan put the vase on his table, and immediately the whole room was filled with the fragrance of gardenia, refreshing.

Changfeng Xichen smiled triumphantly: "Come and see."

Qin Wan walked over and found that it was actually a small wooden cradle, with a round railing and a small basket, polished to a bright shine, with a light push, it shook smoothly and silently.

"You did it?" Qin Wan asked in surprise.

Changfeng Xichen nodded: "Well, some time ago in the valley, I heard that the aunt in the tavern said that I would prepare this for the children, so I took the time to make one."

"You still have this skill!" Qin Wan was both surprised and delighted, but when she was delighted, she found that Changfeng Qichen's hand was injured.

Qin Wan knew immediately that he was blind, and making such a simple little cradle was not as simple as it seemed.

Qin Wan turned around to get the wound medicine, sat down to Changfeng Xichen's narration, took his hand to help him bandage: "Obviously the carpenter in the Valley can do it... No matter how bad it is, you can let someone go to the street market of the human race to buy it." ...why do you have to do it yourself?"

"Are you crying?" Changfeng Xichen asked.

Qin Wan sniffed: "I don't have one."

"If I don't do it myself, how can I make you cry... Hiss, it hurts."

Qin Wan was merciless when bandaging him, but tears just dripped on the back of his hand.

Changfeng Xichen felt the warm water droplets on the back of his hand: "I still said I didn't cry."

Qin Wan looked at Changfeng Qichen and thought how wonderful it would be if he was Ning Yi.

"I like this little cradle very much, but it still lacks a small soft cushion." Qin Wan wiped away tears and said.

Changfeng Qichen frowned, and said with a smile: "I really can't make a small cushion."

"I know, but it's funny to imagine you holding a needle and thread." Qin Wan raised his finger and pushed the small cradle, showing a smile.

"You laughed, didn't you?" Changfeng Xichen asked.

Qin Wan was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "Yes, I laughed."

"Then my hard work these past few days will be even more worthwhile." Changfeng Xichen raised the corners of his mouth. His skin was as white as snow, but his lips were light cherry pink, and he looked very pretty when he smiled.

Qin Wan was thinking, if his eyes were still there, those golden eyes, coupled with such a face, would definitely fascinate many little girls.

Changfeng Xichen: "Why don't you talk?"

When he asked, Qin Wan found herself staring at his face in a daze, awkwardly took the vase on the table and put it in front of Changfeng Xichen, and said, "Have you smelled the scent of my gardenias?" , does it smell good?"

"I smelled it as soon as you came in," Changfeng Xichen said, "It's very fragrant and smells good. In fact, you don't need to pick them off. When I pass by your small greenhouse, I can go in and smell it."

Qin Wan shook her head: "Haven't you heard a poem called 'There are flowers that can be folded straight to be folded'? You don't often go to these flowers in the small greenhouse. Their flowering period is so short, maybe someday you haven't heard of it." When it loses its fragrance again, do you think it bloomed in vain? So I picked it off and brought it to you, it will not waste its fragrance in this life, even if it withers, it will die without regret.”

"Is there a flower that can be broken?" Changfeng Qichen repeated what Qin Wan said.

Qin Wan suddenly thought of another meaning of this poem, and quickly explained: "Don't get it wrong, I'm just talking about flowers."

"I'm only talking about flowers, what are you thinking?" Changfeng Qichen asked seriously.

Qin Wan's face turned red, thinking that Changfeng Xichen would benefit from not being able to see it, and he wouldn't always see her distress like Ning Yi did.

And so what if Ning Yi could see, he couldn't see her injury, couldn't see her pain clearly, let alone understand her heart.

"I'll ask A-Kan to bring you dinner." Qin Wan quickly changed the subject.

"Okay." Changfeng Xichen nodded in agreement.

Qin Wan walked out of the room and looked back at Changfeng Xichen who was sitting quietly at the table waiting for her.

She suddenly felt that for the life with Ning Yi, she didn't want much, just to be peaceful and stable like this.

But why, when she and Ning Yi were together, they always couldn't get what they wanted.

Qin Wan had dinner with Changfeng Xichen, and before leaving, she asked: "Xichen, I will help you study every day, do you have any books you want to read, when I go to the market tomorrow to buy materials for making cushions , buy one piece for you."

Changfeng Xichen's expression froze: "What did you just say?"

"I said, I'll go shopping at the market tomorrow. Do you have any books you want to read? I'll buy them for you and read them to you every day." Qin Wan repeated.

"What did you call me just now?" Changfeng Xichen asked with a smile, raising the corners of his mouth.

Qin Wan pursed her lips: "Your name is too long, it's a mouthful, so I'll keep it short."

"..." Changfeng Xichen smiled even more intensely, "Well, you can help me choose some books tomorrow, just pick the ones you like."

"Oh." Qin Wan nodded, "Then I'm leaving."

"it is good."

On the second day, Qin Wan came to the shop selling cloth, picked out the materials needed for the small cushion, and suddenly saw a new bolt of water-blue silk satin that was as clear as a blue pond.

"Boss, how much is this piece of silk?" Qin Wan asked happily.

After hearing the boss's answer, Qin Wan was instantly dumbfounded.

But thinking of the long wind and dust under the snow by the pool that day, Qin Wan gritted his teeth, took out all his belongings, and after a hundred rounds of bargaining with the boss, he finally bought the piece of silk.

(End of this chapter)