forgetting
Chapter 39
"Get out of the way, get out of the way..." the young man waving his horsewhip sat in front of the carriage and yelled.
"Qing'er..., be careful!" With a pounce on her body, she took Jiuqing into her arms.
The wind gently blew the white cloak, and gently lifted a corner, and the silver-white hair was extraordinarily dazzling in the night lights.
"Stop... stop quickly, stop the carriage quickly!!!"
Before they had time to get excited, the people in the carriage hurried off.
"Are you two okay..." The temple fair owner hurriedly jumped off the carriage, wiping his sweat.
Just now when he was galloping past, he happened to catch a glimpse of the brim of the man in the white cloak next to him being gently lifted by the wind, revealing the silver-white hair and the alluring face.
Judging from her figure and vague appearance, the boss must be a young girl.
It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.
The owner of the temple fair didn't say anything, knelt down and kowtowed three times.
"You two, please help me, save this old man!!!" There were three more beeps.
Seeing that Chuhan and Jiuqing didn't answer, they were about to knock again in an instant.
"Okay, okay..." Chuhan was a little puzzled, the man in front of him suddenly appeared, and he made such a move, it was really suspicious, but seeing the blood on the man's forehead, his heart softened again a bit.
"What's the matter?"
"Please save this old man..."
"What's the matter, you tell me first, if we can help, we will help."
Dongdongdong sounded three more times, "Then thank you both."
"Okay, okay, stop knocking." Chu Han helped the man up and asked, "Tell me what's going on first?"
"This matter should not be publicized. How about you two gentlemen go back and discuss it with me in detail?" He took the handkerchief handed over by the servant next to him and wiped off the blood on his face and forehead.
Glancing at Jiuqing, she still looked dazed.
Sighing, said, "Okay."
He got into the carriage, followed them to a teahouse, and chose a room.
After explaining the ins and outs of the matter in detail, Chu Han frowned, grabbed Jiu Qing's hand and wanted to leave.
"Ouch, young master, please save this old man." Then he knelt down and hugged Chu Han's leg, crying with snot and tears.
"No..., this is not allowed."
"Young master, please save our master." The servant beside him also hugged him.
"Let go, you let go, there is no discussion."
"Young master, please save me."
"Let go."
After a stalemate for a while, the temple fair boss saw that Chu Han gritted his teeth and refused to agree, so he turned around and was about to bump into the mahogany table.
"Young master, if you don't promise me today, I might as well die."
The room was a mess, the temple fair boss and the boy were crying and making noise while hugging Chuhan.
"Stop messing around."
Rourou's voice is like a woman and a man, so people can't tell the difference, but this voice is extremely deceptive.
The boss, who knelt on the ground and hugged Chu Han's thigh, stopped crying, looked up, and saw Jiuqing slowly taking off his cloak.
Her silver-white hair dazzled a little in the candlelight.
For a moment, the people in the room held their breath, so quiet that they could almost hear their heartbeats.
With just one glance from those bright golden eyes, people couldn't take their eyes off.
"Chuhan, I'll go." The tone was determined, not negotiable.
Chu Han stood where he was, a little dazed.Qing'er has always disliked such occasions, why today?She stopped holding her hand, "Qing'er, let's go and leave him alone."
"Chuhan, I'm going." His tone remained firm.
"Qing'er..."
The two confronted each other for a long time before the owner of the temple fair regained his composure. He straightened up tremblingly, leaning on the table, "This girl agreed?"
"I'm a man."
"A man?!" The boss was astonished. He looked like a young girl in the jasper years, and then laughed again, "Hey man, man is fine." The saliva in his mouth almost dripped on the ground, and Do not hesitate to wipe.Such beauty, whether it is a woman or a man, there is no need to care.
He secretly glanced at the servant next to him, but he still didn't come back to his senses.
Seeing that Jiuqing persisted, Chu Han had a sullen face, grabbed the boss by the neckline, dragged him to the corner and threatened, "You can, but if you dare to play Qinger's idea, I will take your skin off."
"You little ones dare?" He bowed with a flattering smile.
On the road.
The carriage was galloping forward.
After getting out of the car, Chuhan held Jiuqing's hand and exerted a little force, "Qing'er, why did you agree to him?" He said a little disappointed.
"Chuhan, do you like temple fairs?" Jiuqing didn't answer directly, she lowered her head, her beautiful face was hidden in the shadow of the cloak, no expression could be seen, her voice was still indifferent as always, no joy or sorrow could be heard.
"Qing'er is doing it for me...?" Chu Han breathed a sigh of relief, and his stiff expression eased a little, "But I don't want Qing'er to go to the temple fair." The voice was still gentle, but it made people feel faintly suppressed What.
"Why?" Jiuqing looked up at him.
She turned her head instinctively, not daring to meet those shining golden eyes, and couldn't tell why.The words stuck in my throat and I couldn't speak.I don't want you to stand in front of the public, I don't want others to look at you, and I don't want other people's figures to be printed in your golden eyes.
Qing'er belongs to me alone, only mine, no one can take it away.
"I see." Seeing that Chu Han avoided him again, his golden eyes dimmed again, and he followed him slowly with his head down.
"What do you know?! Qing'er..., it's not like this, I...!" I like you, impatiently wanting to argue, grabbed Jiuqing's hand, and exerted force.
"Hiss—" Jiuqing snorted.
Aware of his gaffe, Chu Han let go of his hand abruptly, and a crimson mark had already been deeply imprinted on his white wrist.
"Qing'er..." Chu Han called out, "That's not the case, I..." panicked and wanted to explain.
"Master Bai, please come here and change your clothes first." The temple fair owner in the room raised the curtain and shouted to the two people outside.
"Chuhan, I'll go first."
The white figure dangled in front of his eyes, trying to catch it, but he didn't know how to catch it.
The cold wind in the evening was so cold that even the heart felt cold.
Jiuqing was slender, and as long as Miss Yao's clothes were trimmed a little, Jiuqing could wear them, which reassured the temple fair boss.
This year is also a coincidence, it is the scheduled white-haired bride.Jiuqing was born so beautiful, so she didn't need to bother Zhuangniang to work hard on makeup.
She was changed by the waiter, and put on the heavy phoenix crown jewelry.
Jiuqing just felt uncomfortable under the pressure, tilted her head, and wanted to reach out and tear it off.
But after looking at it, the people around him gave up again.If you tear it off, you will have to put it on the shelf again next time.
Jiuqing felt a little regretful, and agreed to be the bride, but then she thought about Chu Han saying that she was looking forward to this year's Shanshen Dance, gritted her teeth, and continued to hold on.
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"Qing'er..., be careful!" With a pounce on her body, she took Jiuqing into her arms.
The wind gently blew the white cloak, and gently lifted a corner, and the silver-white hair was extraordinarily dazzling in the night lights.
"Stop... stop quickly, stop the carriage quickly!!!"
Before they had time to get excited, the people in the carriage hurried off.
"Are you two okay..." The temple fair owner hurriedly jumped off the carriage, wiping his sweat.
Just now when he was galloping past, he happened to catch a glimpse of the brim of the man in the white cloak next to him being gently lifted by the wind, revealing the silver-white hair and the alluring face.
Judging from her figure and vague appearance, the boss must be a young girl.
It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.
The owner of the temple fair didn't say anything, knelt down and kowtowed three times.
"You two, please help me, save this old man!!!" There were three more beeps.
Seeing that Chuhan and Jiuqing didn't answer, they were about to knock again in an instant.
"Okay, okay..." Chuhan was a little puzzled, the man in front of him suddenly appeared, and he made such a move, it was really suspicious, but seeing the blood on the man's forehead, his heart softened again a bit.
"What's the matter?"
"Please save this old man..."
"What's the matter, you tell me first, if we can help, we will help."
Dongdongdong sounded three more times, "Then thank you both."
"Okay, okay, stop knocking." Chu Han helped the man up and asked, "Tell me what's going on first?"
"This matter should not be publicized. How about you two gentlemen go back and discuss it with me in detail?" He took the handkerchief handed over by the servant next to him and wiped off the blood on his face and forehead.
Glancing at Jiuqing, she still looked dazed.
Sighing, said, "Okay."
He got into the carriage, followed them to a teahouse, and chose a room.
After explaining the ins and outs of the matter in detail, Chu Han frowned, grabbed Jiu Qing's hand and wanted to leave.
"Ouch, young master, please save this old man." Then he knelt down and hugged Chu Han's leg, crying with snot and tears.
"No..., this is not allowed."
"Young master, please save our master." The servant beside him also hugged him.
"Let go, you let go, there is no discussion."
"Young master, please save me."
"Let go."
After a stalemate for a while, the temple fair boss saw that Chu Han gritted his teeth and refused to agree, so he turned around and was about to bump into the mahogany table.
"Young master, if you don't promise me today, I might as well die."
The room was a mess, the temple fair boss and the boy were crying and making noise while hugging Chuhan.
"Stop messing around."
Rourou's voice is like a woman and a man, so people can't tell the difference, but this voice is extremely deceptive.
The boss, who knelt on the ground and hugged Chu Han's thigh, stopped crying, looked up, and saw Jiuqing slowly taking off his cloak.
Her silver-white hair dazzled a little in the candlelight.
For a moment, the people in the room held their breath, so quiet that they could almost hear their heartbeats.
With just one glance from those bright golden eyes, people couldn't take their eyes off.
"Chuhan, I'll go." The tone was determined, not negotiable.
Chu Han stood where he was, a little dazed.Qing'er has always disliked such occasions, why today?She stopped holding her hand, "Qing'er, let's go and leave him alone."
"Chuhan, I'm going." His tone remained firm.
"Qing'er..."
The two confronted each other for a long time before the owner of the temple fair regained his composure. He straightened up tremblingly, leaning on the table, "This girl agreed?"
"I'm a man."
"A man?!" The boss was astonished. He looked like a young girl in the jasper years, and then laughed again, "Hey man, man is fine." The saliva in his mouth almost dripped on the ground, and Do not hesitate to wipe.Such beauty, whether it is a woman or a man, there is no need to care.
He secretly glanced at the servant next to him, but he still didn't come back to his senses.
Seeing that Jiuqing persisted, Chu Han had a sullen face, grabbed the boss by the neckline, dragged him to the corner and threatened, "You can, but if you dare to play Qinger's idea, I will take your skin off."
"You little ones dare?" He bowed with a flattering smile.
On the road.
The carriage was galloping forward.
After getting out of the car, Chuhan held Jiuqing's hand and exerted a little force, "Qing'er, why did you agree to him?" He said a little disappointed.
"Chuhan, do you like temple fairs?" Jiuqing didn't answer directly, she lowered her head, her beautiful face was hidden in the shadow of the cloak, no expression could be seen, her voice was still indifferent as always, no joy or sorrow could be heard.
"Qing'er is doing it for me...?" Chu Han breathed a sigh of relief, and his stiff expression eased a little, "But I don't want Qing'er to go to the temple fair." The voice was still gentle, but it made people feel faintly suppressed What.
"Why?" Jiuqing looked up at him.
She turned her head instinctively, not daring to meet those shining golden eyes, and couldn't tell why.The words stuck in my throat and I couldn't speak.I don't want you to stand in front of the public, I don't want others to look at you, and I don't want other people's figures to be printed in your golden eyes.
Qing'er belongs to me alone, only mine, no one can take it away.
"I see." Seeing that Chu Han avoided him again, his golden eyes dimmed again, and he followed him slowly with his head down.
"What do you know?! Qing'er..., it's not like this, I...!" I like you, impatiently wanting to argue, grabbed Jiuqing's hand, and exerted force.
"Hiss—" Jiuqing snorted.
Aware of his gaffe, Chu Han let go of his hand abruptly, and a crimson mark had already been deeply imprinted on his white wrist.
"Qing'er..." Chu Han called out, "That's not the case, I..." panicked and wanted to explain.
"Master Bai, please come here and change your clothes first." The temple fair owner in the room raised the curtain and shouted to the two people outside.
"Chuhan, I'll go first."
The white figure dangled in front of his eyes, trying to catch it, but he didn't know how to catch it.
The cold wind in the evening was so cold that even the heart felt cold.
Jiuqing was slender, and as long as Miss Yao's clothes were trimmed a little, Jiuqing could wear them, which reassured the temple fair boss.
This year is also a coincidence, it is the scheduled white-haired bride.Jiuqing was born so beautiful, so she didn't need to bother Zhuangniang to work hard on makeup.
She was changed by the waiter, and put on the heavy phoenix crown jewelry.
Jiuqing just felt uncomfortable under the pressure, tilted her head, and wanted to reach out and tear it off.
But after looking at it, the people around him gave up again.If you tear it off, you will have to put it on the shelf again next time.
Jiuqing felt a little regretful, and agreed to be the bride, but then she thought about Chu Han saying that she was looking forward to this year's Shanshen Dance, gritted her teeth, and continued to hold on.
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