Qingshan Ju Nanke

Chapter 51 Stubbornness
There was a moment of silence in Taolin, and the red light group said after a while: "Okay, get out, don't reveal your identity."

Hongshao got up as if she had been pardoned, saluted respectfully, and then walked out of Qingdai Mountain, not like a monster with only 500 years of cultivation at all.

After Hong Shao left, the red light ball began to vibrate, and slowly dissipated without a trace, only the tall and straight figure was revealed: "Heh, is it good?"

"Then she won't be well in the future."

After Hongshao left Qingdai Mountain, she stood outside the barrier and frowned deeply, her eyes were full of worry: "Qingwu, you should be more careful!"

Jiangfu.

The banquet was full of congratulatory words, Jiang Wan'er couldn't help but looked towards Qing Heng's position, but found that the position there was empty, and there was no sign of him there.

Jiang Wan'er bowed her head in frustration, and Jiang Wan'er was a little absent-minded for the next time, but she still managed to deal with those female relatives.

After finally surviving the banquet, Jiang Wan'er took a cup of chicken soup and walked towards Qingheng's residence.

It stands to reason that a lady like her would be gossiped if she entered a man's room at night.

But in order to express his gratitude, his father opened a courtyard specially for Qingheng, so it is very convenient for Jiang Wan'er to find him.

The courtyard is full of acquaintances, and Jiang Wan'er will not be judged by others, so she goes to Qingheng almost every day.

It is a question of whether Qingheng is there or not.

Jiang Wan'er held the tray and gently knocked on the door: "Brother Qingheng, are you there?"

After a while, the door was opened, Qing Heng looked at Jiang Wan'er in front of him and asked: "It's so late, what else do you need?"

Jiang Wan'er smiled: "I saw that you didn't eat anything during the dinner, so I thought of bringing you a bowl of chicken soup, so that you can rest your stomach if you're hungry."

Qing Heng didn't take the tray, but just thanked him: "You bothered, but I'm not hungry, you can take it back and drink."

The smile on Jiang Wan'er's face was a little stiff, she bit her lip: "That's it, then I'll go back first."

Jiang Wan'er turned around in a little disappointment, Qing Heng suddenly called her, Jiang Wan'er turned her head in surprise, her eyes brightened a little: "Brother Qing Heng, you still want to taste it, after all, this soup is so fragrant, I smell it I want to take a sip."

Qingheng still shook his head, his cold eyebrows and eyes showed no emotion, but what he said made Jiang Wan'er feel like falling into an ice cellar: "Miss Jiang should come here less in the future, so as not to cause gossip, and it will not be good for the reputation of the lady."

With tears in her eyes, Jiang Wan'er stubbornly corrected, "Call me Wan'er!"

Qing Heng glanced at Jiang Wan'er, a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes, but he still said: "Miss Jiang is both talented and beautiful, there are many people who admire you, so don't waste time on me."

Jiang Wan'er shook her head: "Don't. Don't say any more! Why are you so heartless, you don't even want to leave such little fantasies to me!"

Jiang Wan'er's eyes were full of grief, she threw down the tray, and ran out crying.

Qingheng looked at the soup spilled all over the floor, and sighed slightly: "Oh! Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, there is absolutely no possibility between you and me!"

Qing Heng rolled his eyes, and his voice was cold: "Your Excellency, we've seen enough good shows, you can come out."

Tang Yue jumped down from the tree, his expression was not good: "She likes you so much, why do you say such things, can't you just lie to her?"

There was a flash in Qingheng's eyes, but he still replied directly: "No!"

Tang Yue was angry: "You!"

Qingheng took a look at Tang Yue: "Since you like her so much, then marry her, what's the use of shouting at me."

Qingheng had rejected her before, but he didn't dare to say harsh words, because he was afraid that she would commit suicide, but now the affection in her eyes was even more serious, he was afraid that if he didn't refuse again, she would never be able to turn back!
Qingheng glanced at Tang Yue: "Instead of making yourself uncomfortable with me, it's better to go and see if she's still alive."

Tang Yue was stunned for a moment, then turned around and chased in the direction Jiang Wan'er left.

Seeing him leaving, Qing Heng didn't go to Jiang Wan'er anymore, but just cast a spell to clean up the spilled soup in front of his door, then went into the room and closed the door, and began to read the storybook again.

Over there Tang Yue found Jiang Wan'er, and saw her crying alone behind the rockery.

Tang Yue stood in front of her and looked at her quietly, but he couldn't hide the pity in his eyes.

Jiang Wan'er seemed to be tired from crying. When she stood up and looked up, she saw Tang Yue, with obvious surprise in her crying red eyes.

After she realized it, she became a lady again, nodded slightly to Tang Yue, and walked out of the rockery.

Tang Yue's gaze followed her figure, and he quietly followed her when she was about to go out of sight.

After she entered the room and there was nothing abnormal, he was relieved a little, and guarded her in her courtyard all night, and only left when the sky was slightly bright.

Jiang Wan'er also didn't sleep all night, holding a hairband in her hand, staring blankly at the things in her hand, Jiang Wan'er suddenly smiled: "Wasting time? Are you entangled? Hehe, I want to pester you. In this life, I will Will never let go!"

Jiang Wan'er raised the hand holding the headband, gently placed it on her chest, and held the headband tightly: "I can't turn back a long time ago, now I really can't live without you."

That hairband belonged to Qing Heng, she was looking for him to listen to the book as usual that day, he accidentally dropped it, and was picked up by Jiang Wan'er who was following him.

At that time, I had selfishness, so I didn't return it to him. Now that I think about it, this is the only thing Qing Heng around me has ever used.

Qingheng, an indifferent person, has no interest in other things, and he agreed to travel with him only once when he asked to listen to the book.

For banquets, hunting and outings, he would refuse as much as he could, but he was just listening to books, and he almost never refused Jiang Wan'er.

She didn't understand it before, but it wasn't until that time when she saw Qingwu in the teahouse that she vaguely guessed that maybe everything he was interested in was because of that person's liking.

The next day Jiang Wan'er came to Qingheng again, just like usual, she was holding a tray in her hand, with a consistent smile on her face, if it wasn't for her slightly red and swollen eyes, he might have thought that everything that happened yesterday was a It's a dream.

When Qing Heng saw Jiang Wan'er, he was obviously a little surprised, other than that, he had no other emotions, and even his usual indifferent smile disappeared.

Jiang Wan'er didn't like to put on makeup, but she didn't have a good rest yesterday, and her face was too haggard, so before she came to see Qing Heng, she specially put on rouge and lip balm.

Except that her eyes cannot be covered, she has tried her best to look perfect.

As if she didn't see Qing Heng's face, Jiang Wan'er walked around Qing Heng's body blocking the door, and stepped into Qing Heng's room with the bird's nest in her hand.

There was a trace of helplessness on Qingheng's face, but he couldn't just drive her away, after all, he just wanted her to stop being attached to himself, not to hurt her.

Qingheng opened all the doors, then turned and entered the room, Jiang Wan'er had already started fiddling with the bowls and chopsticks, seeing Qingheng still beckoning him to sit down as usual.

Qing Heng took a careful look at Jiang Wan'er, but he still didn't agree with her, and sat down as he said.

The smile in Jiang Wan'er's eyes was even bigger, she quickly filled a bowl of porridge and put it in front of Qing Heng, looking at him expectantly.

(End of this chapter)