Fortunate to know Qing peach noodles

Chapter 322 But I Seem To Love Him
Later, Wei Qing fell asleep and slept peacefully next to him.Yin Jing lowered his head and touched her forehead, and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

On the second day, the window was slightly bright, and Wei Qing came to his senses. Before Yilan came to serve him, he sneaked out of Yin Cong's room and lay back in his own room.

After getting up, washing up, and having breakfast, we will continue on our way.

After a rain, the weather has cooled down, and there is no need for an ice bucket in the carriage.The curtains covering the windows on both sides are drawn, and the scenery outside the window is pleasant, with a breeze.

The next city is the next city. Looking at the scene outside the window, Wei Qing gradually felt a little familiar.

The route back to Beijing was arranged by Jin Yiwei, and Wei Qing didn't ask too many questions, but this sense of familiarity became more and more obvious as he walked along the official road.

Wei Qingfu was in his heart, and suddenly asked: "Is this the road you took when you inspected the local prefectures last year?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Wei Qing already had the answer in his heart without Yin Yan answering.

Because when Jin Yiwei and the carriage passed the barren mountain, they stopped at the foot of the mountain.

The state in front is the state she stayed in when she returned to Wei's house last year.And this barren mountain is also the place where she came to worship last year, how could she forget it.

On this mountain, her mother was buried.

Yin Jing said to her: "I'm passing by, do you want to go up and have a look? I'll go back to Beijing after seeing it."

Wei Qing stared back from the barren hills outside the window in a daze. She turned her head to look at Yin Peng. After a long time, she asked, "You made Jin Yiwei take a long way to bring me here?"

Yin Cong said, "Just passing by."

Wei Qing smiled as if nothing had happened, then lowered his head and said softly: "Are you afraid that I don't love you enough, that I don't fall deep enough, so even my last line of defense will be completely crushed by me?"

In this world, apart from herself, there is really no one who understands her better than Yin Jing.

From the acquaintance to the present, when she needs help the most, he can appear at the right time; when she needs to get out of trouble, he can deal with the aftermath just right; when she smells danger and retreats step by step, he is calm and unhurried Step by step; when she turned to run away, he was able to find her at the first time, making her impossible to escape.

Now, even if she never asks, he can still take her where she most wants to go without saying a word.

If he is the most incomprehensible and romantic man in the whole capital, then he is the man who knows best how to capture a person's heart and how to occupy a person's love.

If a person like him fell in love with a woman, he would make that woman love him willingly.

Her heart was occupied by such a man, probably in this lifetime, she would not be willing to let it go.

Wei Qing even felt that he was a bit hateful, so hateful that she wanted to pester him for the rest of her life, even if it was hell...

When Wei Qing got up and got off the carriage, he said again: "If that's the case, then you did it."

Even if it was hell, she would be willing to follow him.

She stood by the carriage, squinted her eyes at the barren mountain, and said, "Dudu Yin, do you want to worship your future mother-in-law together?"

Yin Jing replied, "Okay."

When he got off the carriage, Jin Yiwei had already prepared paper money for incense sticks and sent them to him in due course.

Wei Qing looked at him, and said, "Why didn't you come prepared? Yin Dudu still has the nerve to keep saying that he's passing by?"

Yin Jing didn't feel any embarrassment at being exposed, and said, "It's just a passing along."

Wei Qing curled his lips into a smile, then stretched out his hand, took his hand, and walked up the barren mountain together.

Overgrown with weeds, Jinyiwei opened the way ahead. Although the road was bumpy and rocky, it was smooth and smooth all the way to the top of the barren mountain.

Standing on a high place, Wei Qing looked back and saw a wide field of vision behind him, the wind was sunny and the mountains were like emeralds.

The deserted tombs on the mountain are untended, and the grass is up to the knees.

Wei Qing walked up to Miao Lan's grave, and silently worked the grass.Yin Jing put down the candle, knelt down to help her.

Jin Yiwei and Yilan watched around, while Wei Qing and Yin Cong cleaned up the barren grave.

Sitting in front of the grave, Wei Qing reached out to touch the old soil on the grave, and said plainly as if chatting in daily life: "Mother, this time I brought a person up to meet you," she said with a smile, "I'm afraid you won't find any flaws in him. After all, I've known him for more than a year, and I haven't found any."

Wei Qing watched Yin Yan put the joss stick in the open space in front of the grave without haste, and raised his hand to Jin Yiwei. Jin Yiwei consciously handed the fire bag to his hand.

He set fire to it.

Wei Qing suddenly turned his head and looked at the old land softly, as if Miao Lan was still there, she was just acting like a baby under her mother's lap, whispering to Miao Lan secretly: "But I seem to love him."

The wind was soft, blowing the weeds on other graves and shaking them back and forth, like someone whispering.

Wei Qing's voice was very soft, even if Yin Cong was just a few steps away from her with extraordinary hearing, and her voice was scattered in the wind, he might not be able to hear her, and the movements of his hands did not stop at all.

After the worship, the group went down the mountain and started on the road again.

Wei Qing sat back in the carriage, lying on the window, looking outside.

Yin Jing asked her, "What are you looking at?"

Wei Qing raised his finger and pointed to the official road outside, and suddenly said: "It's here, I met you here last year."

It turned out that she had been looking for the place where she first met him.

It's just that at that time last year, the road was uneven and difficult to walk on. Later, Yin Jing mentioned before Wei Ci wrote that the potholes on the road had been filled.

She said with a half-smile, "Why did you carry me at that time?"

"I'm sorry to see you."

"speak English."

Yin Jing glanced at her and said, "I see you have a silver needle in your hand."

The sun above the head is still bright and golden, but the scorching sun has lost the arrogance it should have in the scorching heat. The sky is high and blue, and the wind is clear and clear.

The trip back to Beijing was much slower than the previous trip. When he arrived in the capital, the emperor had already left the Longquan Villa to escape the summer heat, and the vegetation outside the capital had gradually turned a bit of autumn yellow.

(End of this chapter)