You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 567 Thoughtful
Wen Qing'er hurriedly got up with her embroidered shoes and helped them up, her face was full of surprise, and she hurriedly asked, "Why are you here? When did you come?"

Fu Ling didn't dare to cry any more, for fear of offending the girl and hurting her feelings, she hurriedly wiped away her tears and replied, "Young Master sent someone to pick us up, saying that he is not at the house these few days, and he is afraid that the other courtyard will The servant is not good at serving the girl, so I begged for it from my wife."

"It's here before dawn, the young master is afraid that people will see and affect the girl's reputation, so he took advantage of the lack of people on the street."

Yesterday it was almost three o'clock before the break, and today such a thing was arranged so early, when Wen Qing'er thought of Ying Yu's slightly dark eyes, she felt so distressed to death.

But he couldn't help feeling weak in his heart, his A Yu was always able to arrange her affairs properly, without causing her to be wronged at all.

"Then you guys can rest for a while, come here so early, can you have breakfast?"

Fu Ling and Yi Dong hurriedly nodded, the girl was sick so she couldn't worry about it any more, so they hurriedly changed Wen Qing'er's clothes first, waited for Wen Qing'er to get up before talking.

This Wen Qing'er took the two of them to the next yard to look for Nian Xia just after eating. She had known about Nian Xia's drug testing for her a while ago, and said she would never let Nian Xia do this again.

Her life is her life, isn't Nian Xia's life her life?

If it wasn't for the protection of Nian Xia and others, who guarded Wen Mansion day and night, and Wen Qing'er thought that she might not be able to survive until Ying Yu came over, she would have stopped treating the three of them as servants.

Now that Nian Xia is risking her life for her again, Wen Qing'er is even more moved, if Nian Xia didn't refuse, Wen Qing'er would have married Nian Xia Yi to Jinlan long ago.

Since he stopped trying the medicine, Nian Xia's illness has been mild, and he has recovered a lot after taking care of it carefully during this period of time, but it is not as good as Wen Qing'er, and now he is the same as Wen Qing'er a few days ago, with no strength to let go bed.

Wen Qing'er went to see it every day, but she was always a little worried.

Seeing her own girl and Fuling Yidong, Nianxia's spirits improved, perhaps because Zhuyun had taken care of her well, and now her face was more bloody, and she was no longer listless.

The four chatted and laughed and quickly passed the day, and Wen Qinger never forgot to pack Ying Yu's luggage. When Ying Yu came back, she saw several bundles on the table in the room.

Wen Qing'er was also sitting on the couch, carefully folding the clothes by the lamp beside the bed, Ying Yu stood by the screen and watched steadily, feeling very warm, so she didn't make any noise to disturb.

After a while, Wen Qing'er folded Ying Yu's coat and looked up, and saw Ying Yu leaning against the screen with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, she seemed to be in a good mood.

"Why didn't Ayu say anything when he came back? But have you been waiting for a while?" Wen Qing'er put down the clothes in her hands, and hurriedly greeted her with a smile.

Seeing that Ying Yu was still wearing black soft armor, he knew at a glance that he had just returned from the camp, so he hurriedly asked someone to wash his hands and face with water, and prepared dinner, while he lifted his arm to let Ying Yu take off the soft armor. First.

Ying Yu opened his arms to facilitate Wen Qing'er's movements, and asked in a gentle voice: "Just bring me a few clothes as you see, and let the servants do the work, why did you pack them up yourself? Should be tired."

Wen Qing'er untied Ying Yu's belt behind her back: "It's just stacking clothes, and I won't be tired. If I don't order it myself, I always feel that I have to forget something. It's a pass time."

(End of this chapter)