After the big guy wears the abusive text

Ye Youqing didn't get up, but lay on the spot without taking his arms away.

Ci Ke has never shown a calm and comfortable appearance in front of her. In fact, she has never shown a peaceful sleeping face in front of anyone, like a child.

So she didn't really want to wake her up.

In the twilight of the morning, a shaped light and shadow passed through the window, spinning and sprinkled on the corner of the bed. Ye Youqing watched the light and shadow slowly move up, and when it moved to Ci Ke's lap, the woman beside him finally moved. moved, opened his eyes.

Those eyes were still not so clear, with the laziness of waking up, and then she seemed to realize where she was, and turned her head suddenly, as if to see if Ye Youqing was still in a dream.

"Morning." Ye Youqing waved his empty hand at her.

Ci Ke's body bounced up subconsciously, and the hem of the skirt drew an arc in the morning light, and then hung down with the specks of dust.

The originally full arms suddenly became much empty, Ye Youqing withdrew her hand, and massaged the sore and numb area with the other hand, her head also had lingering pain, which made her face haggard a lot.

Unexpectedly, it had been so long before this body gave her memories. Ye Youqing rubbed his temples, and when he got up, he found a lot of hair left on the porcelain pillow.

Seeing his miserable state yesterday, Ye Youqing got out of bed and walked out of the inner room. Qin Xin was still sitting at the dining table, supporting his head with his hands. After hearing the movement, he opened his eyes and pushed the chair away to get up.

"Miss, how is your health?" Qin Xin stepped forward, very worried, "I'll invite the doctor."

"It's okay, it's just a headache." Ye Youqing said, "Don't make it public, and don't let my mother know."

Although Qin Xin was worried, she had no choice but to respond, and then hurriedly went to bring the hot water for washing, but she was robbed by the other hands. Ci Ke moved much faster than her, but she didn't seem panic, she was steady Bring hot water.

"Big girl." Ci Ke said, moving lightly with lotus steps, and placed the water basin in front of Ye Youqing. She lowered her eyes, pretending to be respectful, warmed the handkerchief, and handed it to Ye Youqing.

She is much more thoughtful than Qin Xin, seeing Qin Xin sulking with empty hands.

Ye Youqing was not used to being served like this, she laughed a few times, took the handkerchief from Ci Ke, wiped her face clean, rinsed her mouth again, Qin Xin hurried forward to take back the basin.

Qin Xin was about to pick up the clothes she was wearing today, but she saw that Ci Ke had already come out of the inner room, shaking off a light blue long skirt in her hand, and passed Qin Xin indifferently.

Ye Youqing watched as Ci Ke unfolded the skirt, wrapping the skirt around her waist as if embracing her, the beautiful back was slightly arched, and the gesture of a skilled servant made Ye Youqing feel sour when he saw it.

And the original bowing posture was made by Ci Ke, which made it a little more charming.

Ye Youqing was distracted for a moment, and Ci Ke had already put on her dress, and was slowly kneeling down at her feet, changing her boots, the moment those bright white catkins touched the instep , Ye Youqing suddenly trembled all over, and took a step back.

Ci Ke was taken aback by her sudden movement, and hurriedly raised his head, his moist cherry lips were tightly pressed, as if he was frightened.

Ye Youqing bowed his head without saying a word, put on the boots by himself, then squatted down quickly, keeping his eye level with the kneeling Ci Ke.

A hint of puzzlement flashed across the piercing eyes on the opposite side.

Ye Youqing suddenly didn't know how to speak, she hesitated for a while before she spoke: "Ci Ke, I..."

"You don't want to touch me?" Ci Ke suddenly said, she slowly withdrew her hand, and the corners of her lips moved, "Your servant obeys."

Seeing the body slowly receding, Ye Youqing felt extremely helpless, she suddenly reached out and grabbed Ci Ke's wrist, pulling her back in front of her compulsively.

"It's not that I don't want to meet you, but you don't have to be like this. Be low." Ye Youqing struggled for a while before uttering the last word. Sure enough, Ci Ke's eyes were full of sadness because of it.

She suddenly shook off Ye Youqing's hand and said: "Slaves are like this, I thought the eldest girl should have gotten used to it by now."

"Qin Xin will never be like this." Ye Youqing still maintained a half-squatting posture, his eyes were gentle and serious, "You are not a slave, fuck him, there shouldn't be slaves in the first place." Ye Youqing scolded.

Perhaps it was because of reading the memories of the original owner, so she can't get angry with Ci Ke now.

Ci Ke looked at his immobilized hand under her control, and said in a soft and pleasant voice, "Liar."

Ye Youqing didn't know how to speak anymore, so he simply said in a stern tone: "At least with me, you don't need it. I'll take you in. You can help me with things, but you don't have to please me like this."

"Especially, force yourself." Ye Youqing said again.

She could see Ci Ke's body froze for a moment, so she thought she was right.

After she woke up, she wondered, since Ci Ke had such entanglements with the original owner, how could Ci Ke be able to endure these things to get close to her, hating and getting close at the same time, it takes a strong heart.

Looking at it now, maybe it was really desperate, and I was the only life-saving straw that helped her.

As for another reason, she didn't expect it, nor could she.

"Okay, get up." Ye Youqing stood up briskly, and stretched out his hand to help Ci Ke up, intentionally not looking at Ci Ke's exploring eyes.

She didn't know how to make Ci Ke change his attitude towards her. After all, the original owner was a complicated and painful wound to Ci Ke.

But she couldn't openly say to an ancient person, Hello, I am a time traveler.

Outrageous to think about.

"Qin Xin, my mother should be awake at this time, go and see her, and bring over the boiled medicine." Ye Youqing took a comb, combed her long hair swiftly, and ordered, and walked to the door outside.

"Yes, Miss. I'll grind ink for you later." Qin Xin nodded her head.

"No need." Ye Youqing said, interrupting Qin Xin's footsteps, "You can take care of the eldest lady at ease, here is Ci Ke."

Qin Xin stood where she was, looked at Ci Ke with round eyes, and then at Ye Youqing, her expression gradually aggrieved, and she suddenly let out a low oh, turned and ran away.

Seeing Qin Xin striding out the door, Ye Youqing was a little confused, so: "What's wrong with her?"

Ci Ke's eyes fell softly on the direction where Qin Xin was leaving, the corners of his lips curled up imperceptibly, and he said charmingly: "I don't know."

After eating breakfast, Ye Youqing plunged into the study room, and now she has filled up the empty space. There are papers with strange sketches on the floor, and some scattered books, piled up into several piles. hill.

Ci Ke paused at the door for a long while before he lifted his foot to go in, watching Ye Youqing push these things away with his feet like water, he insisted on opening a way for himself.

Ci Ke's face darkened involuntarily, and he followed her on tiptoe, careful not to step on those books.

"The ink is here..." Ye Youqing rubbed his chin and thought for a while, before turning over another "hill", from which he dug out the inkstone and ink sticks that hadn't dried up, handed them carefully to Ci Ke, and then pulled up the chair and sat down. Down.

Ci Ke narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Youqing. The indifferent woman was writing hard in her dirty study. No matter how weird she looked, she seemed surprisingly harmonious.

She lowered her head and rubbed the ink without saying a word, but her eyes couldn't help falling on Ye Youqing's posture of holding the pen. Instead of holding the pen like others, she twisted her fingers into a ball to write comfortably.

And the handwriting is really horrible, the ink blobs are big and small, and some are almost blurred.

She remembered that although Ye Youqing's knowledge was only at the level of literacy, his writing had been praised by Mrs. Ji several times, so he wouldn't be so ugly.

"Planning case." She silently read the words written by Ye Youqing that she had never heard before, and fell into thought.

After half an hour, Ye Youqing stopped scribbling, but lowered her head and read "Qi Lv". She didn't need to polish the ink any more. In the end, she couldn't read it anymore, and she lowered her head to pack it up as if she had been swept away. study.

Before he knew it, the sun had already risen above his head, and the room was sultry. Ye Youqing then put down the book, stretched himself, and when he raised his eyes again, his outstretched hand stopped above his head.

The study room, which was originally a mess, was now much cleaner. All the papers were stacked and placed on the table or in the slag bucket, and the scrolls were also stacked neatly. If marked, put it at your feet.

"Ci Ke?" Ye Youqing slowly got up and said softly, but no one responded.

She tiptoed past the bookcases, and found Ci Ke behind the screen. She was hugging the last stack of books, half-sitting on a low bench, with her head resting on the wall, sound asleep.

It must have been tiring too much, so I fell asleep.

Or maybe being hugged by her for too long last night and rarely falling asleep, Ye Youqing suddenly felt apologetic, took off his coat, and wanted to put it on for her.

The wind blowing from the hem of the clothes blew the pages of the book, and after two rattles, Ci Ke suddenly opened his eyes, and Ye Youqing was holding the skirt of his clothes up in front of her, so he couldn't help being taken aback.

Then he coughed lightly, turned his hands around the top of his head, put his coat back on, and retreated: "The study is a bit messy, thank you for your hard work."

Ci Ke's eyes fell on the coat, and then on Ye Youqing's hand, he didn't know what he was thinking, but there was a trace of rosiness in his eyes.

When Ye Youqing walked to Zhao Qingrou's main room, the embarrassment in his heart had not completely dissipated, so he pretended to be calm and sat beside Zhao Qingrou.

Zhao Qingrou's health is neither good nor bad now, but she is much more angry than in the past. She watched Ye Youqing sit down and put her warm hand on Ye Youqing's forehead: "Qing'er, the look on your face How is it so bad?"

"It's just that there was some wind last night, and it's just a headache." Ye Youqing smiled softly, and held her hand.

"I heard from Qin Xin that you brought back the girl from the Zhou family?" Zhao Qingrou asked.

Ye Youqing nodded, thinking that Zhao Qingrou would object, and was about to explain, but heard a sigh.

"That girl is not easy, so it's good to help her." Zhao Qingrou lowered her eyes, her eyes were slightly red.

Ye Youqing felt relieved, and was about to say something when the door opened, and Ci Ke and Qin Xin walked in with some dishes, and they filled the table one by one, some of which made Ye Youqing's heart skip a beat.

It was in the dream that Ci Ke cooked for the original owner, such as roasted mutton, crab stuffed with oranges, and a fish soup.

"Mother, I suddenly remembered that I took some medicine for external use for you yesterday, and you need to apply hot compresses to your head at noon, Qin Xin, go." Ye Youqing said suddenly.

After the perplexed Qin Xin led Zhao Qingrou away, Ye Youqing raised his head and met Ci Ke's gaze. Maybe it was her serious expression that made Ci Ke bow his head.

"I remember that the big girl loved to eat these..."

"No." Ye Youqing said, his expression became gentle again, and he whispered softly, "I never eat mutton."