You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 950 Emotions
The man in white clothes immediately cupped his hands towards Ying Yu: "Thank you for your compassion, Lord Hou. It is the duty of your subordinates to protect Lord Hou. It's not hard work."

Ying Yu nodded slightly in response, then took Wen Qing'er back to the yard, and did not look at the movements of Concubine Kong behind her at all. Well, when this person's condition improves, he can't stay.

"Aren't you going to the Ministry of War today? Are you settled in the camp?" Wen Qing'er went back to the main courtyard and changed into her homely clothes. She thought that Ying Yu would return later. She had to go out, she was having dinner alone again today.

But who knew that Ying Yu didn't move at all, the master changed into his homely clothes, and he was able to paint in front of the case with a wolf hair in his hand. Wen Qing'er came closer to see Ying Yu and blocked Wen Qing'er from allowing her Look, it's really mysterious and mysterious.

"My lord won't be going out for a while, and the imperial court will seal the pen and seal in two days. My lord has settled everything early. I just want to be an idle Marquis right now. Why isn't Qingqing still?" got used to?"

"Why don't you go to the front yard and get busy for a while?"

Wen Qing'er smiled and shook her head: "It's so cold outside, I'd better rest indoors." As she spoke, she quietly glanced at the painting behind Ying Yu, only a few thin lines could be seen, but I don't know what Ying Yu painted.

Ying Yu saw Wen Qinger's small movements, and hurriedly used his body to block them, with a bit of embarrassment on his face, he hadn't drawn for a long time, and when he picked up a brush today, he felt that his hands were very raw, and he couldn't draw what he thought in his heart at all. a feeling of.

Then I looked for an opportunity to change the subject: "Qingqing, what are we having for dinner today? How about cooking some small glutinous rice balls made by my mother, and I don't know what stuffing is inside?"

Wen Qing'er didn't insist, guessing that this person just couldn't get rid of his face, if he really painted well, he would have already asked her for credit, like a child begging for candy.

"According to previous years, there are sesame stuffing, as well as jujube paste, nuts, and bean paste stuffing, but I don't like nuts and jujube paste, but maybe there are more sesame seeds."

"When I was young, my mother used to wrap us with yellow peach and kumquat stuffing. It was neither sour nor sweet, and had a weird taste. It was really hard to eat."

Ying Yu thought about it, but he really couldn't think of what it tasted like. He had never eaten glutinous rice balls during Chinese New Year before, but only used them on the Lantern Festival.

It’s just that in the big camp, I don’t know whether it’s the cook’s problem or the food is not good. Every time it is cooked, it becomes a glutinous rice paste. One person has a bowl of paste. This year is over. Thinking about the years of war, it was really difficult.

"Qingqing, I want to eat the noodles you made for dinner tonight, can I put two eggs in it?"

Ying Yu hugged Wen Qinger, put his chin on Wen Qinger's neck, and suddenly missed the birthday noodles Wen Qinger made for him. It was in a small stall. At that time, Wen Qinger was still combing her hands. Yaji, how small and lovely it looks.

Now Wen Qing'er has grown up in the blink of an eye, and is taller. Although she is still lovely, she has more calmness and Madam Hou's demeanor. No matter what age she is, it makes people happy.

Ying Yu smiled, always felt that this emotion was a bit inexplicable, but in the final analysis, this kind of feeling for Wen Qing'er was growing day by day, and whenever he was with Wen Qing'er, he would feel very calm.

(End of this chapter)