You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 220
Ying Yu had no choice but to use the tip of the sword to prop up the brocade quilt on his feet, and lift his feet slightly off the bed, so as not to stain Qingqing's soft bedding.

As soon as Wen Qing'er put down the curtain, Xichun and the others knocked on the door and came in.

Fortunately, there was a screen in the room to cover her movements, so no one could see Wen Qing'er's panic at the moment.

Wen Qinger squatted down, pretending to pick up the debris on the ground.

The four of Xichun came in around the screen, saw Wen Qinger's movements, and immediately went forward and squeezed the porcelain piece in Wen Qinger's hand.

Xichun anxiously said: "Girl, don't touch it, you'll hurt your hand carefully!"

Wen Qing'er got up and blocked the undrawn gap in the middle of the curtain.

Before the maids asked what happened, they said everything in one go.

"The candle was about to burn out. I didn't notice for a while, and knocked down the pair of vases, but it scared me a lot."

Not only was she terribly frightened, but half of her soul was lost in fright!

"It's good that the girl is all right. Tomorrow, my servant will go to the small warehouse to pick out a pair of bottles and fill them up."

The four servant girls cleaned up the debris one by one on the ground with their hands and feet. Wen Qing'er sat reclined on the edge of the couch, not daring to move, for fear that others would see the clue.

Xichun cleaned her hands and leaned towards Wen Qing'er: "Miss, are you going to rest? This servant will undress you."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to catch the large coat on Wen Qing'er's shoulders.

Wen Qing'er hurriedly got up from the couch, held Xichun's hand on her shoulder, and said guiltyly: "No need, just bring me some snacks and tea and go back to rest, I don't want to do that right now Take a break early."

Xichun couldn't help frowning: "Girl, even if you're not sleepy, you can't stay up like this. You should stay in bed tomorrow. From now on, the servant will not allow you to sleep for so long during the day, lest you lose sleep again at night."

Xichun held Wen Qing'er's wet hand, and couldn't help but say a few more words: "Girl, look at your palms, it looks like they've been washed with water, you must not take a good rest on time, your body is exhausted, and the girl is exhausted. Let's take a break for snacks and tea!"

"Hey, hey! Remember, remember."

Wen Qing'er had no choice but to agree, her palms were sweating because she was nervous.

Xichun and Ayu are only separated by a curtain, if Ayu makes a little noise, Xichun will be able to spot the clues on the couch.

If Xichun stays a little longer, Wen Qing'er is afraid that she will sweat even more from fright.

Fortunately, Xichun also knew that it was late at night and could not delay the girl's rest, so she didn't say much.

It happened that the three of them brought snacks and tea to the small table beside the imperial concubine's bed, and thoughtfully prepared clean water for rinsing their mouths.

After the four people had gone far away, Wen Qing'er let out a long sigh of relief, closed the door and window, walked quickly to the couch, and pulled back the quilt.

Poor Ying Yu kept in the same posture, and even slowed down his breathing.

Wen Qing'er covered Ying Yu tightly. For a while, she was nervous and hot, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on Ying Yu's forehead.

Ying Yu jumped out of the couch as if his butt was on fire, his chest heaved up and down, and he was panting heavily, wiping his sweat.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the embarrassment and shyness were swept away with the secret joy of "survival after the catastrophe".

Ying Yu stood in front of Wen Qing'er, supported her forehead, lowered her voice and said with a smile: "It's all A Yu's fault, I will compensate Qing Qing for a new pair tomorrow."

Wen Qing'er covered her lips with a smile, and shook her head: "It's just a pair of bottles, don't take it to heart, but I saw that you knocked it hard, and your knee is hurt. Take a quick look, but the skin is broken. I have a bottle here. vulnerary."

As she said that, Wen Qing'er pulled Ying Yu by a corner of her clothes, pulled him to the desk and sat down, then turned around and went to look for the wound medicine.

(End of this chapter)