Fast Transmigration: Save Him

"Qing Jiu, why drink tea?" Fu Chengqing asked in a low voice, playing with the dark green tea cup in his hand.

Qing Jiu silently took the cup out of his hand and put it aside. Then he blew out the candle by the bed and pulled up the curtain.

"Drink some tea and you won't be thirsty when you go to bed at night." Qing Jiu's cheerful voice rang out in the dim curtain. She lowered her head to prevent Fu Chengqing from seeing her expression.

In fact, it's nothing to drink. After all, it's a chronic poison.

"Go to sleep, aren't you sleepy?" Qing Jiu slowly took off her coat and lay on the bed.

Fu Chengqing answered and lay beside Qing Jiu with big eyes open. He didn't fall asleep for a long time.

"Qing Jiu, are you, are you, unhappy?" He felt that Qing Jiu was a little more silent than yesterday, and he said less. He didn't know if he had done something wrong.

"Did you, me, me make you unhappy? They said, I'm a fool. What is a fool? " Fu Chengqing leaned over, put his arm under his head and looked at Qing Jiu's side face.

Qing Jiu suddenly opens his eyes, turns over and looks at Fu Chengqing in the same posture.

"You didn't make me unhappy, it's just that I have something to do with myself. Cheng Qing, you have to remember that you are a fool. You are the most intelligent person in the capital. You are only ill now, and you will get better after a while. " Qing nine eyes slightly red, voice with a trace of choking.

"Well, I remember. After that, I, when I get well, will take care of Qing Jiu. " Fu Chengqing nodded and looked at Qing Jiu firmly.

"Go to sleep." Qing nine smile, slowly closed his eyes, the corner of a tear quietly fell to the pillow.

Within half a year, she must complete the task and find a way to make fu Chengqing better.

In the dark, Fu Chengqing looks at Qing Jiu with her eyes closed. Her cold eyes are slightly narrowed, but she has a strange feeling in her heart.

This song Qingjiu is clearly Wang's person, but why does she give him such a familiar feeling? What the hell is she up to? Are you ready to get his trust before you start?

Fu Chengqing stares at her face, full of doubts.

Early the next morning, Qing Jiu was called to the study by Fu Linshan. Only Fu Chengqing and Feng were left in the pavilion in the back garden.

"Young master, Miss Yang is here." He Feng's hearing is very sensitive. He hears the subtle sound of footsteps and the sound of Yang Xuanyun's waist bell.

Fu Chengqing nodded. His cold face changed into a silly smile. He picked up two teacups, poured the water from the teapot into one of the cups, then picked up the cup, poured it into the other, and poured it back and forth. He had a good time.

Yang Xuanyun saw Fu Chengqing from a long distance. She went to Fu's house with her father today to discuss her marriage with Fu chengran, the second young master. Although she didn't want to marry, she couldn't disobey her parents' orders.

"Brother Chengqing!" Yang Xuanyun approached him and called him with a cry, but he looked up, his eyes full of strangeness and fear.

Yang Xuanyun didn't understand and reached for his hand on the table.

Fu Chengqing seemed to be greatly frightened. He sprang up from the stone bench and hid behind Hefeng. He shyly poked his head out from behind him and his body trembled slightly.

"I'm really sorry, young master. He's afraid of meeting strangers. Please don't blame Miss Yang." He Feng apologized.

Yang Xuanyun's eyes widened. He stepped back in disbelief and stared at Fu Chengqing, who was estranged from him. His tears ran down his cheek.

"Why? Is Cheng Qing's brother married for the sake of happiness? Is it because elder brother Chengqing has become like this that my father forced me not to marry in She covers her heart. Fu Chengqing is frightened by her painful expression and shrinks behind Hefeng.

"Yes." Hefeng is a little heartbroken. After all, he thought she and the young master were a couple, but now

"Hefeng, you..." Qing Jiu came over from the other side, his eyes fell on Hefeng and Fu Chengqing, and didn't notice that there was another woman.

How beautiful this woman is! Willow leaves curved eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and the waist that Yingying holds... Is a man bad, right?

Yang Xuanyun also noticed Qing Jiu. When she saw Fu Chengqing reaching for her sleeve, she guessed that this was the man who married Fu Chengqing.

She looked up at Qing Jiu from head to toe; Her skin was fair, but she was obviously not a lady of a wealthy family, with a hint of wind and frost; Those small hands have slight scars, which should be left by farm work.

Why should a country girl marry Fu Chengqing?

Qing Jiu feels an obvious hostility. She looks at Yang Xuanyun. Her eyes collide in mid air, and there is a faint smell of gunpowder.

"Is this the young lady? My name is Xuanyun. I grew up with brother Chengqing. " She walked slowly to Qing Jiu and scanned Fu Chengqing's waist. She found that the purse was missing.

Once upon a time, that purse, he never left.

"Song Qingjiu." Qing Jiu straightens up and is not frightened by Yang Xuanyun's momentum at all. She can see that Yang Xuanyun regards her as a rival in love.

"Miss Yang, take a step." Qing Jiu pulls the sleeve out of Fu Chengqing's hand. Chao Hefeng winks and asks him to take Fu Chengqing back.

After they left, Yang Xuanyun looked at Qing Jiu, who was sitting on the stone bench and drinking tea slowly. She felt a little anxious. She just sat down and asked impatiently, "what's the matter?"

"Is Miss Yang fond of Fu Chengqing?" Qing Jiu poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Yang Xuanyun.

"So what?" Yang Xuanyun reluctantly replied.

"Then why do you promise to marry the second young master?" Qing Jiu raises an eye to see to her, cross examine a way.

Yang Xuanyun tilts her head to one side and holds her hand tightly on her knee. She really doesn't want to marry Fu chengran, but what can she do? If you marry into Fu's family, can you still see Fu Chengqing from time to time, even if you forget her and are a little silly?

"Listen to me, Miss Yang." Qing Jiu spoke slowly, and without waiting for Yang Xuanyun's consent, he began to speak to himself

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Xuanyun patted the table and stood up, his eyes full of doubts.

"I don't believe it! Will you give up your position as the future hostess of the Fu family? " She really can't believe that a country woman should treat honor and status so lightly? Even so, if she fell in love with Fu Chengqing, would she really let go?

"I do what I say. If I go against what I say today, my family and I will die." Qing Jiu also stood up and looked firmly at Yang Xuanyun.

She must prevent Yang Xuanyun from marrying Fu chengran, and she must not let Fu chengran have the chance to get the power to rely on.

"Is that true?" Yang Xuanyun was shaken. If this woman could keep her promise, she would have to wait half a year. It's a big deal to learn from her father and force her to die.

"Seriously." Qing Jiu nodded heavily.

"Well, in the meantime, if you have anything, you can ask me for help." Yang Xuanyun clenched her teeth and quickly left the back garden. When she came to the front yard, she saw her father ready to leave.

"Uncle Fu, Xuanyun, can't marry the second young master." She walked up to Fu Linshan and, regardless of her father's shocked eyes, bent her legs and knelt directly to the ground.

"This... Xuanyun, get up and talk." Fu Linshan didn't know what to say for a moment. The marriage had been settled. He thought he could get married on time, but now the bride refused.

Yang zhongwanwan didn't expect Yang Xuanyun to say such a sentence. Now he wants to give her a slap!

"Xuanyun! What nonsense are you talking about! Get up! I have already talked with your uncle Fu. This matter has been settled! " Yang Zhong said that he was going to pull Yang Xuanyun to stand up. His eyes were full of anger. Because Fu Linshan was in front of him, it was not easy to attack.

"Dad! I will not marry unless I die She dodged his hand and knelt down to watch Fu Linshan; She expected to hear the words "cancel the engagement" from Fu Linshan.

Fu Linshan stares at Yang Xuanyun with a complicated look. He doesn't know what she thinks of Fu Chengqing. If Fu Chengqing is a normal person, he will let them be together.

"Xuanyun, get up. Let's forget about the marriage. Brother Yang, let's not be too hard on our children. " Fu Linshan sighed and turned to walk towards the backyard.

Kneeling on the ground, Yang Xuanyun breathed a sigh of relief. He could hardly support himself. He stretched out his hand to support the ground and then stabilized himself.

"Do you want to be a father to death?" Yang Zhong scolded angrily and left.

Yang Xuanyun's intention of disobeying his father for the first time was still a little bit daunting, but it's also a good thing to let the engagement come into contact.

"Song Qingjiu, I hope you don't let me down." She murmured, stood up difficultly and walked out of Fu Fu's house.

The backyard.

Wang is sitting leisurely on the couch drinking tea, listening to the maid kneeling on the ground retelling the conversation between Fu Linshan and Yang Zhong.

"Husband, madam, no good." Li San, the housekeeper, came in breathlessly.

Wang waved her hand. The servant girl kneeling on the ground immediately backed out and closed the door.

"What's the matter? You've seen big waves before, and you're still making such a fuss? " Wang chuckled and put the teacup on the small wooden table and arranged his clothes.

"The marriage is off." Li Sanping breathed again and said with his head down.

"What?" Wang exclaimed, as soon as he raised his hand, he knocked the teacup on the ground.

"Miss Yang knelt down and begged the master. The master was sorry to refuse, so..."

Wang angrily threw the remaining cups to the ground and slapped the table.

"It's a failure! This young lady of the Yang family usually looks gentle and dignified and obedient. Unexpectedly, she is still stubborn! Forget it, it's OK. If she's tough, I'm afraid I can't control her. Who else in the capital has a good family and a similar age? " Wang picked up the next fan and shook it gently.

"Well, I'll check again. If there's nothing wrong, I'll leave first. " Li San looks at Wang.

"Go ahead." Wang's eyes flashed a different kind of mood, soon recovered, lazily leaning on the jade pillow beside.

The servant girl walked as like as two peas, and then he put the pieces on the ground silently, then dried them and replaced them with the same cups.

Fu Chengqing's house.

After talking with Yang Xuanyun, Qing Jiu went back to the room and saw Fu Chengqing standing at the table with a brush in his hand. He didn't know what he was doing.

Qing Jiu is a little curious and walks up to him lightly. He seems to be very involved and doesn't find anyone near him at all.

She stretched her neck to look, and when her eyes touched the paper on the table, the whole person was stunned.

With a few strokes, the charm of a person is portrayed so vividly.

She looked at it carefully again. Isn't this person herself?

Is Fu Chengqing painting her?

"Qing, Qing Jiu, are you, you see, pretty?" Fu Chengqing looked back and saw that love was behind him. He quickly picked up the painting and held it in front of him like a treasure to show Qing Jiu.

With a sour nose, Qing Jiu took the painting over with trembling hands and looked at it carefully over and over again.

"It's beautiful. Where can I look so good?" Qing Jiu sniffed, put the painting aside and looked up at Fu Chengqing's clear eyes.

"You'd better see it!" Fu Chengqing said with a smile, revealing two small tiger teeth.

The tears in Qing Jiu's eyes were about to flow out. She put her hand around Fu Chengqing's waist, put her face on his chest, and closed her eyes.

Fu Chengqing's heart trembled. He was in the same place. His limbs were stiff and he didn't know what to do.

He calmed down and looked down at the person in his arms with complicated eyes.

He just did a little thing, so moved? Or is it just a plan?

It seems that the little girl is not very old, but she is very deep in the city.

"Cheng Qing..." Fu Linshan saw that the door of the house was wide open, so he went straight in. As a result, he saw the two people holding each other. He was in a dilemma.

As soon as Qing Jiu heard Fu Linshan's voice, he quickly released his hand, stepped back, blushed, and was at a loss.

"Cough cough, I'll see if Cheng Qing is OK." Fu Linshan coughed awkwardly. Seeing Fu Chengqing's ruddy face and good spirit, he should be very well.

"Dad, I'll make tea." Qing Jiu lowered his head and ran out with a casual excuse.

Fu Chengqing was naive and didn't know what the other two were embarrassed about.

"Dad." He gave a respectful cry, which made Fu Linshan feel like he was back ten years ago.

Fu Linshan took Fu Chengqing to a chair, and he wanted to stop talking; He thought for a moment and decided to change the subject.

"Does Cheng Qing feel uncomfortable?"

"No

Fu Linshan sighed and watched his son get better day by day, but his brain didn't show any signs of improvement. If he didn't get better all his life, he would not have the face to see his hairy wife even when he got to Jiuquan.

"Cheng Qing, when are you going to get better?"