You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 253
The sweltering heat blurred the contented smiling face, and I don't know who took the lead. After using up the porridge in the bowl, I kowtowed seriously to the gate of Anguo Temple.

Even the toddler followed suit, Ying Yu licked her chapped lips, and suddenly missed Wen Qing'er.

The common people are satisfied when they have warm meals, and today he is extremely satisfied to see Wen Qing'er as he wished. He lightly ran his fingers through the tasseled red tassels, and his heart was filled with inexplicable joy.

"Master, drink some soup to warm your body." With a hoarse voice, Zhuyun handed over the porcelain bowl in his hand.

Zhuyun is not lucky today, the street he went to was full of fights, after a whole day of persuasion, his voice was already exhausted.

Through the moonlight, Ying Yu saw that there were still a few vegetable leaves floating in the bowl, which were different from those in the porridge shed, so he asked aloud, "Where did this soup come from? Do you guys have it?"

Zhuyun nodded, and said two words less if he could: "The temple made it specially for us, and also made room for the brothers to sleep. I used it to rest."

Ying Yu nodded and didn't speak any more. He brought the porcelain bowl to his mouth, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and he poured down the vegetable porridge in two or three mouthfuls, which comforted his tired body a little.

Just as she was about to stand up, a pair of embroidered shoes with powder soles appeared in her eyes. Ying Yu raised her head suspiciously to see a girl in pink clothes. Go talk."

Those who can call him the second master according to the ranking are probably from the mansion.

Ying Yu squinted her eyes and thought about it. Ying Yu had seen this girl before, but she couldn't remember her name clearly. She was a year or two younger than him.

It's a girl from the side branch of the Ying family who served the old lady since she was a child. Although she is not very close, she still wants to be called a cousin.

Ying Yu's grandmother had come to Anguo Temple to pray for the Ying family since the old Hou Ye passed away. The last time she saw the old lady was when the Ying family army was triumphant.

Although Ying Yu always sent someone to greet her, but in the end, it was several months in the future to pay her respects to her grandmother, and Ying Yu felt a little guilty.

Ying Yu hurriedly stood up, told Zhuyun to go back to rest first, and then followed the girl to the temple: "How is grandma?"

"It's good, it's just that I can't sleep well at night, and I always think about the second master."

The girl bit the last sentence very hard, her eyes were rippling with water, gentle and careless, the moonlight covered her face with a layer of soft light, she was like a woman like water.

The girl was shy for a long time, but she didn't hear the second master next to her react.

When he raised his eyebrows, the second master walked forward with a sullen face, as if he hadn't heard her bold intention at all, and strode all the way, not accommodating her pace at all.

The girl gritted her teeth secretly aggrieved, and had no choice but to trot all the way to keep up.

Ying Yu really didn't hear what the girl was buzzing about.

He only felt that he was going crazy, his mind was full of the beautiful image of Wen Qinger, when he looked up and saw the moonlight, he thought of the beautiful shadow under the branched peach blossom tree in Yufu Garden.

He lowered his head to look at the wild flowers that were about to wither on the ground, and recalled the warm fragrance overflowing from Wen Qing'er's room in his mouth and nose.

Seeing Wen Qing'er today, I couldn't get rid of the pain of lovesickness. On the contrary, the "poisoning" deepened. It was really tortured and sweet, and it penetrated into his heart, his blood and bones inch by inch.

When he arrived in front of his grandmother's door, Ying Yu took a few deep breaths and swallowed a few mouthfuls of the sandalwood overflowing from the room, only then did he feel his restless heart calm down a little.

(End of this chapter)